#New song queen forwarded#
#Popularity exceeds one million#
There were also some black hot searches popping up.
But Wen Ruxia had already noticed such high popularity and informed the Weibo backstage early on. Those black entries that were deliberately looking for trouble were immediately blocked as soon as they appeared.
With this kind of strong public relations strategy, even if some small companies are not tactful enough to take advantage of others, when they see the entries they bought with great effort being bombarded, they will understand that Zhuiguang is not someone they can afford to offend.
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Qiao Nian didn't know that Jiang Li had made her so popular.
She went to the bathroom and took a cold shower. Her body was filled with cool white mist that suppressed the heat in her body, and her hair draped over her shoulders was half dry.
Qiao Nian was too lazy to blow it as his arms were sore.
As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she slumped in the chair, too lazy to move, with her long legs crossed. She looked as if she had stayed up all night and was very tired.
Ye Wangchuan was no longer in the room. He must have gone back to his room.
Qiao Nian didn't bother looking for him.
The phone kept buzzing on the table.
She took it reluctantly and looked down.
It turned out to be Nie Mi looking for her again.
I sent her several screenshots on WeChat.
Qiao Nian looked down.
All the hot searches on Weibo are about her.
The popularity was almost as high as the last time she tagged Qiao Chen on Weibo.
[Nie Mi: Nian Nian, did you find someone to promote it? ]
Qiao Nian didn't reply to him. She leaned back in her chair weakly, slowly opened Weibo and logged into her account. In an instant, countless new message alerts came in.
She didn't even read it, but went straight to the Weibo post she had reposted two hours ago, clicked on the comments section and scrolled down.
Jiang Li’s ID arrogantly ranked first in the hot comments.
The number of likes for the suffix has exceeded 100,000. She looked at someone's eager and boastful comments, her temples bulging, and she basically guessed what was going on without looking at the rest.
Needless to say, Jiang Li made her a hot topic.
Those rows of noodles were all made by Jiang Li.
The corner of Qiao Nian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to complain about him. He simply exited Weibo and sent a WeChat message to Nie Mi.
She had just finished replying to the message when she seemed to hear someone coming in.
Then a familiar breath enveloped her, and someone seemed to use his hands to lift up her wet hair that was draped over her shoulders: "Why is it still wet?"
When Qiao Nian heard his voice, her body relaxed. She didn't even look up. She was still editing the message she was going to send back to Nie Mi. She said, "I'm tired. I don't want to move."
Ye Wangchuan remembered what she had done for him two hours ago. His narrow eyes darkened. He went to the bathroom to find a hair dryer and brought it over. He moved a chair behind her and said, "I'll help you."
"kindness."
Qiao Nian responded nonchalantly, as if she could let him do whatever he wanted. Her shoulders, neck, and back were extremely relaxed, a completely relaxed posture that she only had in front of someone she trusted.
Ye Wangchuan ran his fingers through the girl's black hair, adjusted the hair dryer speed to the minimum, and without being afraid of the trouble, he slowly and methodically helped her blow dry her hair.
Qiao Nian had already sent the edited WeChat message to Nie Mi, but Nie Mi was probably busy and did not reply to her immediately.
She raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose tiredly. The halo of light from outside shone on her face, covering her delicate and eye-catching oval face with a layer of light mist, weakening the arrogance and rebelliousness between her brows, and giving it a rare touch of softness.
"Mr. Zhong just called me and said he vomited blood again."
"Um?"
Ye Wangchuan was holding the hairdryer and gently ruffled her hair. Hearing this, he paused and looked up at the girl's back.
"Ji Lingfeng?"
(End of this chapter)