After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Chapter 95
There are question marks below.

[No, why? ! ! 】

[You tell me what are you doing?Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey to suspend the live broadcast at this time? 】

[I advise you to delete your Weibo and repost it. Don’t you want this incredible wealth? 】

The official at the press conference was very humble and could not wait to type on the keyboard angrily: Think!Especially want to! !
But what can be done, do they dare to offend capital?

The official Weibo post of the press conference was almost washed away by passers-by. Some people felt that the trend was wrong and directly invited trolls to suppress the comments of passers-by. It is self-evident who it was.

In fact, Duan Yunming's operation was too hasty.

He could have waited two days for the heat to cool down, and slowly sharpened a soft knife to slow down Cheng Xuran's flow, but he was angry and conceited, and chose the cusp of the storm.

Again and again, netizens' rebellious psychology was aroused and they commented angrily.

This is an upsurge spontaneously organized by passers-by and fans, and it caused an uproar with a meager effort, overwhelmed the capital and pushed the hot search to a climax, and the situation intensified!

Later, this grand event was called the "Light of Domestic Entertainment" day.

To rectify the workplace and defeat capital, I dare not even think about it.

But Cheng Xuran's family did it.

After this incident happened, no one would dare to underestimate the word popularity in the future. It is not unreasonable for those who win the hearts of the people to win the world since ancient times. Of course, this is something for later.

"Yes." At this time, the rightful owner raised his hand to assure.

Song Yanqing said no more.

This station is directly connected to Line [-], and there are many people who transfer to the line, and there are also many passengers. When they arrived below, there were already many people.

The two sides are platforms, which are in two different directions.

Song Yanqing chose a place to stand against the wall, plugged in his headphones and listened to the drama. He was bored and kept away from strangers.

Tall and fair-skinned, he stood out in the crowd.

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Xuran passed the time and wiggled his toes.

"Movie." Song Yanqing gave her an earphone, "Watch it for a while, I want to watch it and pass the source on to you."

"it is good."

Cheng Xuran moved closer to him and stared at the phone screen together.

It's a crime suspense movie, with layer upon layer reversal, very exciting.

There was some reflection, so Song Yanqing raised his hand to cover it.

Cheng Xuran is a little short-sighted, usually wears glasses when reading, and lowers her head a little closer.

There are many people talking, and there are many voices, most of them are in groups of threes and twos, and the voices are a bit noisy.

But it does not prevent the original sound of the movie in the earphones from being very clear.

He smelled clean.

I only watched the movie for three to five minutes, and the subway came very quickly, not much difference.

"Look first, my legs are numb, let's walk." Cheng Xuran took off the earphones and said.

"Yeah." Song Yanqing watched the movie with his head down, "Go."

Cheng Xuran stopped by the bathroom to wash her hands. While applying the hand sanitizer, she heard the notification from the subway outside. She found the toilet paper from her bag, and suddenly found that the ID card inside was gone.

I still take it with me when I go out.

When she went out, the crowded subway station was already silent and empty.

Cheng Xuran sent Song Yanqing a WeChat message: "Are you in the car?"

He quickly replied: [Yes. 】

So-and-so: [I searched for you and didn't see it, aren't you on the way? 】

Cheng Xuran looked around: [Ask. 】

The doors of the subway were already closed, and they were slowly driving towards the dark direction, Cheng Xuran couldn't tell which car Song Yanqing was in.

The sound of driving became louder and faster, and the subway soon disappeared from sight, and the long-lasting silence returned to my ears.

Cheng Xuran once again looked through his ID photos disbelievingly, and finally thought of a not-so-good possibility, so he quickly picked up his phone and sent Song Yanqing a WeChat message.

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Ask, which one are you more interested in, the career line or the relationship line?

(End of this chapter)