A simple and crisp "I don't" caused countless splashes in the comment area.
I have seen many fans asking for better treatment of artists, but the company pretends to be dead and does not respond. This is the first time that everyone has encountered, fans begging for more than enough, but the boss insists on reluctance.
All of a sudden, all kinds of comments came out.
Netizen: [If you have the ability to make all Ningdong's apps and games have built-in movie advertisements.]
Song Yunran: [... I really forgot! Thanks for the reminder, you are a kind, good person.]
Netizen: [My precious prodigal son, mom is really afraid that you won't make money back.]
Song Yunran: [Don't talk nonsense, my mother is not worried.]
Netizen: [I also come off the stage to comment in person, is it so free to be the president?]
Song Yunran: [Or I'll take the driver's steering wheel away?]
All the way home from the company, Song Yunran was checking Weibo, occasionally choosing a few interesting posts to reply.
In other words, instead of giving the online publicity costs to marketing companies, he might as well create topics by himself, and advertise the movie generously.
Sure enough, someone quickly posted the reply to the whole Lu fake track to entertainment forums other than Weibo for everyone's entertainment.
The forum quickly built up high-rise buildings, and it was lively around topics such as "Is Song Yunran a comedian?" Discussion, several hot posts were discussed in succession.
Not long after, the most popular marketing account moved these interesting discussions back to Weibo, perfectly realized the transfer from export to domestic sales, and successfully sent "Congratulations and Weddings" to the hot searches.
Seeing this result, Song Yunran couldn't help but feel happy.
As expected of me, he, the mediocre business genius Ba Liao.
When I put down the phone, the sound of my aunt starting to cook came from the kitchen.
Song Yunran suddenly Naorong, today is the day Qin Ke will be discharged from the hospital.
He still walked into the kitchen and said, "Auntie, let's cook two more dishes today."
The aunt turned around and asked, "Is He Ziyou coming? Then I just bought fresh lobster, so let's make his favorite baked shrimp with cheese."
"It's not He Ziyou, it's..."
Song Yunran paused for a moment, not knowing how to introduce Qin Ke.
To say he was a company artist seemed too pretentious; to say he was a lifesaver seemed too solemn; he couldn't say he was his son, and the aunt might be embarrassed after hearing this.
In the end, Song Yunran's Adam's apple rolled, and he said blankly, "He's a friend of mine."
He said this sentence with a slight tremor at the end, and he didn't know what he was awkward about.
Fortunately, the aunt didn't care, just asked: "What kind of food does your friend like?"
Where does Song Yunran know what Qin Ke likes to eat.
He frowned impatiently: "It's not bad to invite him to dinner, he will be picky in whichever round."
Aunt:"… "
Whether this is a friend or an enemy, she doesn't know Lu Suan.
Song Yunran turned and left the kitchen, and turned back within two seconds: "But he's still recuperating, let's forget it."
When he came downstairs, Song Yunran took a deep breath before gently pressing the doorbell.
The door quickly opened from the inside.
Qin Ke was tall, standing there blocked the light in the room, casting a shadow on Song Yunran.
A trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he asked softly, "Why are you here?"
Song Yunran met his gaze and couldn't help feeling proud.
Look at the overjoyed eyes, fortunately he arrived in time, otherwise Qin Ke would not know how to solve today's dinner.
The sense of pride in his heart became even stronger after a moment of trembling.
"That's right, my aunt accidentally made a few extra dishes, and I can't finish them all by myself."
Song Yunran read out the draft in his heart, with a relaxed expression on the surface, "Aren't you inconvenient with your shoulders now, and you can't cook, so why not come up and eat together."
Qin Ke hesitated and said, "But..."
Song Yunran interrupted: "Come on, you don't know how to be a slut, but if you say it, you think our company abuses artists."
What he said was sincere, which made Qin Ke's expression even more hesitant.
Song Yunran knew that many people would feel that there was nothing in return for such kindness and kindness that was actively released.
In fact, where is the need for return
Obviously it was Qin Ke who rescued him. Everything he did today was just what he should have done.
Song Yunran urged, "Why are you standing there, let's go, you're welcome."
Before the words fell, a loud voice came from inside: "The meal is ready, come and eat."
Song Yunran's heart skipped a beat, and he squeezed in in front of Qin Ke, Zheng Ci's mother haze was full of lazy limelight, only to see Xiao Ke in a gray apron carefully bringing out a bowl of soup from the kitchen.
Xiao Ke put down the bowl, looked up and saw a head protruding from the entrance.
After a closer look, it turned out that it was their dear Mr. Song, but for some reason, Mr. Song's eyes widened, and there was undue resentment in his unbelievable expression.
Like a kid who has never been robbed of his toys.
Xiao Ke: "?"
Song Yunran: "..."
The eyes of the two met in the air, and you came and went back and forth for several rounds, but they still couldn't tell the winner.
In the end, it was Qin Ke who broke the weird silence. He said, "Xiao Ke has already made dinner."
"How can you let him cook?" Song Yunran turned his head and asked.
Xiao Ke was completely dumbfounded.
For a moment, he almost read the contract, and carefully studied the column of job responsibilities to see what he should do as an artist to help him.
It's just normal, doesn't it mean that the artist is injured and can't help himself, and doesn't he need to come to help
Qin Ke sighed and reminded: "He is my assistant!
"... oh, too."
Song Yunran reacted slowly, and fell into unspeakable embarrassment.
After being quiet for a few seconds, he grabbed his hair and said in a low voice, "That's all right, you go to eat quickly, I'll forgive you first!
He couldn't tell what he was feeling, he just felt very uncomfortable.
I feel stupid for making a special trip to ask my aunt to add food, and I am also stupid for fabricating Lian Shang to invite Qin Ke to dinner.
Unexpectedly, just as he turned around and was about to leave, Qin Ke stopped him: "I'll go with you."
Song Yunran stopped in his tracks: "How can this work, Xiao Ke is already cooking."
He spoke very politely, but his tone could not help but subtly rise.
"Hold on."
Qin Ke walked over, said something in a low voice to Xiao Ke, who was still in a calm state, and then walked back and said, "Okay, I'll let him pack it and take it home, just enough to accompany his girlfriend."
Song Yunran didn't know that Xiao Ke still had a girlfriend. He stepped back a few steps and nodded slowly when he saw Xiao Ke, who could get off work early, happily clearing the dining table.
"Ok."
It was not the first time for Qin Ke to come to Song Yunran's house, but it was the first time he met the Song family's aunt present.
After changing his shoes, he went straight into the kitchen and said to the busy aunt, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Auntie is a hearty person, she smiled and waved her hands and said: "It's okay, I watched him grow up, and his friends come to visit, so it's not troublesome."
Qin Ke also smiled, his eyes swept over the ingredients that had just been prepared in the kitchen, and the corners of his lips curved deeper.
He came to the living room, sat down, stared at Song Yunran who was playing with his mobile phone for a while, and suddenly asked: "Didn't you say that Auntie cooked too much food, so you can't finish it?"
"..." Song Yunran raised his head expressionlessly, "Why do you ask so many questions, and I didn't ask you to."
Qin Ke laughed in a low voice, and then got down to business: "I've seen the promotion of "Congratulations and Weddings"."
"Amazing, isn't it? In fact, I also got inspiration from Ningdong's previous product promotion. Anyway, it's not the first time they've done this. If this is the case, why can't I use it to promote the movie invested by Xinghe."
Qin Ke lowered his eyes to look at him, and asked softly: "Aren't you afraid of accidents, the final performance of the screening is not as expected?"
Song Yunran responded to a netizen's comment without hesitation, and said: "I have seen the film, unless the audience's eyes are collectively blind this time, there is absolutely no chance of accidents happening."
The production level of "Happy and Happy Events" is there, regardless of past life or present life, nothing has changed.
What's more, now that Qin Ke's acting skills are better than before, he dares to pat his chest and promise that after the movie is released, it will only gain more box office from the previous life.
"But..."
Song Yunran changed the subject, looked at the phone and said, "It's the first time for Ning Dong to do such a large-scale nationwide promotion. Dad treats you so well, are you particularly moved?"
Qin Ke looked at him meaningfully: "I need to be moved? Isn't it because you are afraid of being thrown into a marriage that you are anxious to get married? Don't you like Chang Jun?"
Song Yunran paused with his fingertips, caught off guard that his mind was exposed.
He fought back unwillingly: "But after all, it is your movie that is being promoted, so don't take advantage of it and be satisfied."
Qin Kelai, Shuang Mantle, Ban Niu Youdao, should thank you. "
Song Yunran's non-existent tail cocked up, thinking that a child can be taught.
He was just happy when he suddenly saw a critical content in the comment area.
This netizen spoke quite to his liking: [I figured it out, this is the treatment only a real son has.]
Pretty! Have vision!
Song Yunran pressed down on the screen hard, and it was not enough to give the other party a like. After thinking for a while, he directly forwarded this comment, and happily typed a line: [You discovered this.]
Click to send, and within two minutes, the new comment was covered with question marks.
Amidst the vast question marks, one of the few Lunqiao writers gave their own Lu Suan
[Is this the taunt in the legend?]
[I thought that Qin Ke was Xinghe's own son, and everyone already knew it.]
Song Yunran was not satisfied with everyone's reaction, feeling that they didn't understand his deep meaning.
He thought for a moment, glanced at Qin Ke vigilantly, and sat silently a little further away.
Qin Ke: "?"
Song Yunran looked upright: "You play for a while, I have business to do."
As he said that, he skillfully switched to the trumpet, clicked into the chat group, and wondered whether Meizheng, the man of trade, could understand his true intention.
The CP fans have been knocked out by the sugar for a long time these days, and now they are all in a state of overeating, and their words show numb joy.
[Keep a low profile, please.]
[The young couple is Aixiu, they are simply convinced.]
[Why don't you get married after all this? Can I go out for nine yuan?]
Song Yunran: "..."
It wasn't him who was going down. He lowered his head, blushed and quickly flipped through the chat records. Feeling frustrated, he found that there were still some things he had to do by himself.
So his high school girl personality went online, typing and asking: [Have you seen Song Yunran's new Weibo? It turns out that he is Qin Ke's father! No wonder I always thought they were a father-son bureau!]
For some reason, the group suddenly became quiet for more than ten seconds.
Song Yunran blinked in confusion, why didn't everyone talk
After waiting for a few more seconds, someone finally replied to him: [Xiao Shiyi, don't believe Ranran's nonsense.]
Song Yunran: [? ? ?]
[If they are a father and son, then Qin Ke must be the father!]
[Qin Ke is the father +1]
[Laughs, no one really thinks that Song Yunran can be a father in front of Qin Ke, right?]
"..."
Song Yunran threw away the phone, feeling numb inside.
Forget about leaving the group.
The author has something to say: CP fans are rebellious and broke Mr. Song's heart