The account "Fu Suo Yi" uploaded several sets of high-definition pictures of Horch's concert. The location is still excellent, the pictures are professionally taken, and the picture retouching is exquisite. You can compare the pictures sent by many sites that have refilled the number in one go.
Xiguang people forwarded and licked the screen one after another:
—The po master is here again! The last picture is her best!
—Why is she in the middle of the front row every game! envy, jealousy, hate!
—Does the po master only follow the concert? The previous Weibo is still a refined picture of the last concert.
—Is it Xiguang, a passerby, or a professional proxy
—It should be a fan of passers-by. ID is the blessing to rely on, and misfortune (Horch) is the blessing to rely on.
—This po owner does not play the list or vote, and does not sign in. He has not even reposted his brother’s Weibo, so I don’t understand the attributes.
—It’s not black anyway, it’s impossible for Heizi to buy infield tickets and take pictures of the baby so beautiful!
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After Sheng Qiao finished repairing the pictures, he posted a set of refined pictures for each set of costumes, and reviewed the comments. Seeing that everyone was questioning her fan attributes, he quickly posted a Weibo:
[I am Xiguang. It’s just that I’m too busy at work, so I can only spare time to catch up with the concert. 】
Immediately a fan replied to her: [Don't do it anymore, just play now, the top ten live scenes, my brother fell to third place! 】
What? third? Can't bear it!
Sheng Qiao immediately poked into the link sent to her by the fans, and Horch's profile picture was indeed ranked third. The first was Shen Junyi, another traffic mountain in the entertainment industry, and the second was Zhao Yu, the goddess of singing and dancing. The popularity of these two people is equal to Horch, and every time they meet on the rankings, it is a life and death.
This list is very important. It is related to next year's popularity award. Except for manual ranking, it is not possible to cast money for votes. Waiting for two minutes on the voting page will get ten votes, so many fans spend the whole day on it.
It happened that Horch had a concert today, and Xiguang went to the scene. Everyone was distracted by the concert, and the number of votes was quickly opened by the first two.
Without saying anything, Sheng Qiao immediately joined the voting force.
One shot is all night.
Really, you can’t stop, thinking I’ll go to bed after another round of voting, wait for two minutes, and get ten votes, then think about it again, but only two minutes, I’ll wait another two minutes...
And the voting data is constantly refreshing. Seeing that the number of votes is gradually catching up with the previous home, I am always worried that if I don't vote, I won't be able to catch up.
At dawn, Horch finally surpassed the first two in the number of votes, reaching the top spot. Xiguang people were so happy that they took screenshots to boost morale and let everyone work harder to widen the gap.
Sheng Qiao got up to eat breakfast and made up for a few hours of sleep. He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it until noon, but he was overwhelmed by Shen Jun again. His family has lost to Horch in this award for two consecutive years, but there are only three incidents, this time it is really exciting.
But Xiguang has won two years in a row and wants to win Horch a three-game winning streak. How can he give in. The two were holding back their energy, and the number of votes rose rapidly. The Zhao Yu fans who gradually widened the gap said, "You two fight, we are gone."
Sheng Qiao held his phone and shared the link with Zhong Shen when he was eating takeaway: Baby, vote for Horch for me.
Zhong Shenyan returned two words concisely: no time.
"Hey hey, vote for it. Just poke in this link and log in with your WeChat or Weibo account. It's easy. If you don't believe me, try it."
Zhong Shen ignored her.
Sheng Qiao sent Fu Ziqing again: Fu Fu, what are you doing, do you have time to vote for me
Fu Ziqing: ...you sent it.
Sheng Qiao quickly shared the link with him, and said: There are ten votes every two minutes, and you can click in to vote when you are not busy when you are eating or going to the bathroom.
Fu Ziqing:... Okay.
Poke in and see Horch's vote.
Fu Ziqing:...
Sheng Qiao walked around in the circle of friends again, and saw the photos of Japanese food that were posted by Le Xiao a few minutes ago, and quickly sent a message: Xiao Xiao, what are you doing
Le Xiao: I found a super delicious Japanese food! Bring you to eat next time.
Sheng Qiao: Okay, okay, by the way, I accidentally saw a poll on Weibo just now, and Horch is ranked second!
Le Xiao: Wow! Who is so awesome and defeated Horch!
Sheng Qiao: Shen Junyi. I voted for Horch, and it is not easy to vote for him when you have time.
Le Xiao: Hmm, you send me the link.
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After raising her voice for two days at home, and casting votes for two days, after Horch's number of votes stabilized first, Sheng Qiao also began to prepare to meet with the remaining brokerage companies.
I see one every day, take home their respective packaging plans and compare them in various ways, weed out the completely unintentional, and leave the ones to choose from. Then ask Fu Ziqing their opinions, and you can give a reply after the Chinese New Year. Up.
The last one I saw was Zhongxia Media.
The one who came to meet her was actually a handsome and exquisite man wearing Gucci Haute Couture and spraying perfume. He was not too young, but well maintained. At first glance, he was the kind of elegant person with taste and cleanliness.
He stretched out his hand to Sheng Qiao, wearing a snake ring ring on his little finger: "Introduce myself, my name is Bei Mingfan, I am the artist agent of Zhongxia Media."
Sheng Qiao greeted him politely. After seated, Bei Mingfan looked at her with a smile, and said with a smile: "Miss Sheng is really different from the rumors. It seems that his vision is not wrong."
Sheng Qiao frowned and asked what he wanted to ask. Bei Mingfan has already pushed a document over: "This is the contract conditions and packaging plan. You can read it first. I know that many companies have been in contact with you recently, but I can guarantee that no one can give you the resources that I can give you."
Zhongxia acted really tough.
Sheng Qiao opened the file and looked at it carefully. He turned to be tough, she was indeed strong, and the treatment given to her was obviously higher than that of the previous ones.
Bei Mingfan spoke again: "If you think it's okay, we can help you move forward when you terminate the contract. After the Chinese New Year is over, you can sign a contract and start your packaging plan."
Sheng Qiao closed the file: "Okay, I will consider it carefully, and I will give you an answer in the next year."
Bei Mingfan froze for a moment, looked at her calmly, and smiled: "Miss Sheng, few people would reject Zhongxia. You also know that based on your qualifications and age, you are not dominant in this circle, say something. If it’s ugly, Zhongxia’s willingness to sign you is an exception."
"Thank you for your kind words." Her expression remained unchanged. "It's just that I just jumped out of a fire pit. I need to be cautious. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me. I will take this contract and plan back with me for a good look."
Bei Mingfan smiled interestingly, "That's okay, then I'll wait for your reply." He stood up, buttoned his suit buttons, "Miss Sheng, the starting point will determine the final height. Since you have to choose to start again, It's better to choose the best platform, don't you think?"
Sheng Qiao nodded and smiled naturally: "You are right."
The two walked out the door, and Bei Mingfan asked her: "Miss Sheng, can I see you off?"
"Thank you, no need, I want to walk by myself."
Bei Mingfan didn't force it, he smiled and nodded, turned and left. Sheng Qiao looked at the azure blue sky, took out his hat and mask, put it on, and walked slowly in the direction of going home.
There are few people on the street in winter, and no one pays special attention to the girl wandering on the street. When passing the window of a clothing store, Sheng Qiao glanced at it and pushed in.
The shopping guide immediately greeted him, and Sheng Qiao waved his hand to show him, coming and going, and picked two down jackets. She took out her mobile phone to make a call, and the other end was quickly connected. She smiled happily: "Mom, do you like gray or blue?"
"What are you doing?"
"Buy you a down jacket."
"Oh, what are you doing with that money? I don't have any clothes to wear. Clothes in the city are expensive. Don't buy them randomly. Mother doesn't need it."
"Of course you have to wear new clothes for the New Year. I'll be back in a few days."
"You can come back, but you are not allowed to buy any clothes."
"Good, good, got it."
After hanging up the phone, she handed the two pieces of clothes to the shopping guide, "Packed them together."
Calculating the time, the Chinese New Year will be about one week away.
Before the civil servants were on holiday, Sheng Qiao followed Qiao Yu several times to the court, signed the words that should be signed, and the formalities that should be done were completed, and only waited for the verdict in the next year.
Sheng Qiao found the largest suitcase, packed the luggage, and booked a flight ticket for the next morning. After packing, she looked at the beautifully wrapped gift box lying on the bed, pursed her lips, and finally dialed Qiao Yu's phone.
Qiao Yu was surprised as soon as he was connected: "I was looking for you, so you called."
The tacit understanding between brothers and sisters has also emerged today.
Sheng Qiao's mood improved a lot: "What can you do with me?"
"I have something for you, will it be convenient for you to come to me later?"
"Convenient and convenient. Well... I have something for you, too."
"Okay, you will come to my law firm at that moment."
"I... Can I go directly to your house later? I... I have something else to do in the afternoon."
"That's okay, I get off work at six."
"Hmm, see you tonight."
After typing all afternoon drafts, and practicing for a long time in front of the mirror to smile naturally, it was almost evening when Sheng Qiao went out carrying a gift box.
When I arrived at the community, the sky was already dark and the lights of Qiao's house were on. Biting her lip, she approached step by step, suppressing the emotions in her heart, stood still at the door, took a deep breath, and finally rang the doorbell.
The expressions to face parents were already prepared, and it was Qiao Yu who opened the door.
"You are here, come in and sit." Seeing the gift bag in her hand, she said in surprise; "Are you still bringing gifts?"
The room was brightly lit and the TV was noisy, but Qiao Yu was alone. Sheng Qiao was a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "This is a New Year gift for your parents. Thank you for helping me solve such a big trouble."
"Aren't you talking about it, where is the responsibility? My parents went for a walk and will be back in a while."
Qiao Yu took the gift bag in her hand, put it on the coffee table, and poured her a glass of water. Seeing her a little embarrassed, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and asked her, "Do you want to eat fruit?"
"Stop eating. You said you have something for me, what is it?"
Qiao Yu winked at her, got up and took out a document from the closet. Pack it in a yellow leather bag, untie the twisted thread, and inside it is the final verdict of the termination of the contract.
Sheng Qiao looked at those words for a long time, then suddenly raised his head to look at Qiao Yu.
He was still laughing and joking, "Don't wait for a year, a good year."
Sheng Qiao blinked, tears burst into his eyes, and in the next instant, a swooping forward hugged Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu was so frightened by her that she staggered two steps, neither raising her hands nor holding her, just trying to comfort her not to cry, the door of the room opened with a click, and Father Qiao pushed Mother Qiao in.
Looking at each other, they all fell on the girl in his arms.
Qiao Yu:...
Dad, mom, listen to me to explain.
He pushed Sheng Qiao: "Well, my parents are back..."
Then I heard Sheng Qiao crying harder.
Dad, really, I didn’t. Don’t look at me that way, my son didn’t do anything...
Qiao Yusheng has no compunction: "Sheng Qiao, if you don't let go of explaining, my father will come and beat me with a stick."
The girl in her arms finally let go of him sobbing.
She lowered her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Weng said in a voice: "I was so excited to see the verdict, and I didn't control it for a while, I'm sorry."
Father Qiao thinks Sheng Qiao's name is a bit familiar.
He took out his phone and searched it.
Oh, still a star.