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Seeing Fan Fan Xiaopang's embarrassed look, Yang Shuhe couldn't help laughing and said:

"Since you can't write it, why bother to write it yourself? Let your studio do it for you!"

It's almost an open secret that if a star wants to publish something with a bit of literary talent, he will let his team do it for him.

No one would expect actors with less than [-] points in the culture test to be able to write meaningful articles.

Yang Shuhe didn't expect that Fan Binbin's displeasure was instantly made by what he said: "Hmph, if you want to make fun of me for being stupid, just say so, there's no need to beat around the bush! I don't want you to touch me anymore, let me go!"

As he spoke, he still struggled in Yang Shuhe's arms.

Of course, just in vain.

Although Yang Shuhe didn't know where Fan Binbin was offended, he didn't make any excuses at this time, and just flattered him: "Okay, I said something wrong, I'm sorry, give me a kiss, eh!"

Fan Binbin was still angry and said:

"It's your fault. Not only did you not help me, but you are still gloating here!"

Although Fan Binbin was angry, she was actually trying to hide her embarrassment.

Yang Shuhe casually wrote a few particularly interesting endorsement lines yesterday, but she didn't hold back a single word after so long, which made her feel embarrassed.

Fearing that Yang Shuhe would laugh at her, Fan Binbin pretended to be fierce.

Yang Shuhe didn't guess what Fan Binbin was thinking, he only felt that a woman's personality was really like the weather, changing and capricious.

Fan Binbin was like this, and it was also like this when he got along with Zhao Liying and An Di.

"Okay, don't be angry with your husband. In order to express your repentance, let your husband do it for you. May I have this honor?"

Fan Binbin said bluntly: "You should do this matter, who told you to give Liu Qiangdong random ideas?"

Yang Shuhe didn't say much, left the softness with his hands, took Fan Binbin's cell phone, and started typing without thinking.

Fan Binbin took a closer look curiously, and saw Yang Shuhe quickly wrote on her Weibo: "You only see my magnificent face, but you don't see my pain. You have your aesthetic, I have my Your taste. You deny my past, I choose my future. You say that I am beautiful and youthful, and I pity you for not having it. You can comment on my scandals and acting skills, but please don’t desecrate my personality. I will prove that my status is irreplaceable. There are bound to be battles in the entertainment industry, rumors and tears are inevitable on the road, but so what, even if the topic is bruised, the performance must be beautiful. I am Jian Bingbing, and I speak for myself."

"Would it be too nasty?"

When Fan Binbin saw what Yang Shuhe wrote, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Yang Shuhe said indifferently: "Since creating a topic, of course you have to be a little entertaining, just to make people laugh, there is no need to take it seriously."

"Then I published it?"

Fan Binbin still hesitated.

She was afraid that someone would attack her for being arrogant.

Yang Shuhe said speechlessly:

"Are you still the Master Fan I look up to? How about the domineering you used to be when you look forward to such a small matter?"

Fan Binbin gave Yang Shuhe a dissatisfied look, and said:

"Have you looked up to me? I've been crushed by you, you are looking down on me!"

Seeing Fan Binbin's ecstatic eyes, Yang Shuhe almost had a nosebleed again!

Fan Binbin hid in discomfort, but still clicked publish.

"I'll write a paragraph myself!"

Yang Shuhe was also aroused, and immediately used Fan Binbin's mobile phone to log in to his Douyu account, and also published a new article on his personal homepage.

"Why don't you publish it on Weibo? Instead, you go to your live broadcast room to write? The number of users on Weibo is much larger than yours, right?"

Seeing that Yang Shuhe logged into Douyu to write articles, Fan Binbin was a little puzzled.

Although Yang Shuhe's current popularity has reached tens of millions, his followers in the Douyu live broadcast room are less than two million.

The main reason for this problem is that the user base of Douyu is far less than that of Weibo.

Many fans who follow Yang Shuhe have not registered Douyu account.

If Yang Shuhe chose to open Weibo, then with his current popularity, he would have at least seven to eight million followers.

Yang Shuhe replied while typing:

"I don't have a Weibo account. Anyway, Douyu also has the functions that Weibo and forums should have, so I don't bother to register again."

The Douyu live webpage also has the function of posting moods and articles. Yang Shuhe plans to promote Douyu, of course he will not register on other websites.

Fan Binbin suggested:

"You should sign up for a Weibo account so that you can increase your followers and get more people's attention for what you publish."

Yang Shuhe said: "I won't increase traffic for them, and I have a small share of Douyu, and I plan to compete with Weibo in the future, so we are competitors."

"Compete with Weibo? It's not easy, is it?"

Fan Binbin was not optimistic and said:

"So far, only Tencent and Taobao have the same number of users as Weibo. These three companies developed relatively early and took the lead in the Internet, which is why they have so many users. The current Internet structure is basically The schedule has already been set, and outsiders step in to share the cake, the difficulty is not ordinary!"

Yang Shuhe thought of the upcoming Kuaishou and Douyu shopping, both of which are powerful tools to increase users, and he couldn't help saying: "Although it is difficult, it is not impossible!"

It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Looking at Yang Shuhe's confident appearance, Fan Binbin not only did not feel that he was arrogant and boastful, but felt that he was full of self-confidence and charm.