Yuan Rui was overjoyed at the prize winning reminder in the private message, thank you Koi King! Thanks Poison Peaches! Thanks to Leisure Lu for nailing Liu Quanyou's hands! Thanks to the apostle for the link to Wang Sicong's dog! Thank you for your denominators!
Half a minute later, he calmed down, the winner was his Orange V account, how could he be ashamed to accept the prize
He took a closer look, and found that the blogger was a painter with more than 600,000 fans. He was studying abroad. Because of the time difference, he drew a lottery early in the morning. She is recently serializing a very cute manga, which is very popular, and each original manga has thousands or even tens of thousands of reposts on Weibo, and the lottery post has more than 200,000 reposts. Turn for the most right", the Weibo post announcing the winner was retweeted nearly 20,000 times in just half an hour.
His own Weibo comments were also brushed up by "XX people sent a congratulatory message". XX includes more than 30 provincial-level administrative regions, municipalities, special administrative regions and Baodao that has not yet returned to China, as well as time-lag study abroad parties and overseas Chinese. There were even some fans from Japan, South Korea, Xinmatai who registered on Weibo for him sent congratulatory messages.
The more he looked at it, the more he felt ashamed. What should I do? Everyone knows that he won 233 yuan, and it must be 233 him, but he himself can't get out of 233.
He thinks that he is probably the worst person in the history of Weibo retweeting lottery. He has retweeted countless times before and never won. Now he finally won, but he can't claim it.
He was sighing into the phone when Li Lingling called again: "Did you win the lottery?"
Yuan Rui hurriedly said: "I didn't go to accept the award, I didn't even think about it, really."
Li Lingling: "..."
She also knew Yuan Rui's Weibo account number and password. After he forgot to change his account and reposted the lottery that day, Li Lingling scolded him. Originally, he wanted to delete those Weibo posts, but the fans didn't like those few reposts. The response was a bit unexpected. In addition to the praise of Yuan Rui's "IQ" by the marketing account, passers-by also seemed to like to see such down-to-earth behaviors of celebrities. His image is consistent with that of the lottery repost on Weibo. The video is at the forefront. For some fans who can’t accept it, maintaining his usual stupid and cute image will be of great benefit to his future development. be preserved.
Not long after she called Yuan Rui just now, she found out that Yuan Rui had won a lottery. A big V with more than 10 million fans had a high chance of winning. The company's public relations had already thought of this in advance, and even suggested it to Li Lingling.
"You go to receive the award," Li Lingling said, "After reposting Liang Xi's Weibo in a while, post another one to share with your fans about your winning. Many people are waiting to see the follow-up."
Yuan Rui: "Huh?"''
Li Lingling urged solemnly: "Don't use your own Alipay to receive the award, use Zhao Zhengyi's."
Yuan Rui excitedly said: "Really? Can I really go and get it?"
Li Lingling hated it very much, and said: "Then remember to donate it. Tell me about yourself. If you forward a lottery worth more than 200 yuan, is it embarrassing or not?"
"Okay, donate!" Yuan Rui didn't really want more than two hundred yuan, but the joy of winning the lottery is greater than everything else, and explained cheerfully, "I used to turn to big ones, mobile phones and tablets love me to eat TVs, and there are thousands of dollars." Big prizes, but they don’t draw me, I think it’s better not to be too greedy, just transfer some small cash and small gifts.”
Li Lingling didn't want to tell him the fact that the big V had a high winning rate. If he found out, it would be fine to repost it endlessly in the future.
Yuan Rui happily sent a private message of Zhao Zhengyi's Alipay account to the artist who drew the lottery, and felt that it was not good to ask for prizes in such a naked way, so he organized an organizational language and sent a sentence, "I hope you will have more and more rewards in the future." Good work, come on" to her.
Then I went to look at Liang Xi’s Weibo. The promotion of the program had already been posted. Yuan Rui reposted it, thinking that Li Lingling wanted him to be cute. After holding back for a long time, he sent a WeChat message to Li Lingling and asked: “Forward Liang Xi’s Weibo What can I say? I don't know how to be cute, can I not be cute?"
Li Lingling was preparing for a meeting, so she replied: "Then respond to Liang Xi, don't say too much, just a few words will do."
After she finished the meeting, she opened Weibo and saw that Yuan Rui's latest Weibo reposted the winning blog and posted a series of emoticons, saying, "Thank you blogger sister, and thank you to the army of 210,000 denominators, I will Send the luck that everyone gave me to those in need", and then posted a screenshot of a public welfare donation of 23333 yuan through Weibo.囧囧 has a god.
Yuan Rui reposted Liang Xi's promotional blog about the Chinese version of "Who is the Real Murder", and said succinctly: "Brother Liang is right."
#元瑞销奖233# and #梁哥说都是对# have been on the hot topic list successively.
All kinds of anti-fans' sour arguments such as "I don't want to hug Liangxi's thigh" and "only donate 20,000 yuan if you have so much money" were drowned in the vast ocean of 233 by the masses.
The high-rise building on Tianya where celebrities with worrying IQs has a sister chapter - "Starting from Yuan Rui's winning a prize, pick up celebrities who owe IQ in the entertainment industry but are lucky". Three pages are not finished yet.
Yuan Rui dived and watched for a long time, and couldn't help defending himself with the post, speaking with statistics: "Yuan Rui is actually very smart. There are a total of ten episodes of "Sparkling Friends". He won twice alone and three times as a team."
The landlord quickly replied to him: "I'm sorry, sister, when I mention Shiny's friend, I can only think of the episode where he cheated on the actor, the famous story of dumping the pot, it's really very witty 233."
Another Tianya ER replied: "There is also his emoticon package, and he is famous in the world for his instantly dazed face."
"How can we forget whether the table is longer or his longer historical proposition!"
"The idiot face chasing after me, Tomas, drooling hahaha."
Yuan Rui's reply was built into higher and higher floors, and his face felt a little swollen.
Zheng Qiuyang went home in the morning and changed clothes and came to his mother again, poured the preserved egg porridge that Yuan Rui asked him to bring into a bowl and served it to Zheng's mother.
Madam Zheng just washed her face and tied a ponytail. She has taken good care of herself. If you don't look closely at her face, her figure is still slim like a girl's. Maybe she got enough sleep, and her complexion is much better today than yesterday.
"This porridge is pretty good," Zheng Ma said after drinking half a bowl, "now all the porridge shops that sell breakfast put alkali in it, this one doesn't have it, and it tastes good, where did you buy it? Can you order takeaway?"
Zheng Qiuyang said calmly: "I didn't buy it, I brought it from home."
Zheng Ma pushed the bowl away and stopped talking.
Zheng Qiuyang would not take the initiative to mention Yuan Rui, and coaxed: "Don't lose your temper, things are already like this, no matter how angry you are, you can't push those two little ones back. You'd better take care of your health first, and then we will do the next thing." One step forward."
Zheng Ma glanced at him and said, "What's the next step?"
Zheng Qiuyang said in his heart, of course he wanted to draw a clear line with the scumbag, but he didn't know what his mother was thinking, so he didn't dare to speak out.
Zheng Ma said, "Do you think I will definitely be separated from your father this time?"
Zheng Qiuyang heard what she meant, and persuaded: "Mom, don't be confused."
Zheng Ma sneered.
At noon, Yuan Rui had just cooked a plate of hot and sour potato shreds for himself, when Zheng Qiuyang came back.
"Auntie is all right?" Yuan Rui asked him, "Have you eaten or not?"
Zheng Qiuyang said: "She invited someone to have a beauty treatment. I didn't eat it. What did you do?"
Yuan Rui was alone, and originally planned to use this plate of shredded potatoes for dinner, and said, "I'll make two more dishes. There are beef and ribs. What do you want to eat?"
Zheng Qiuyang took off his coat to wash his hands, and said, "Don't bother, scrambled eggs with tomatoes are good. I'm so hungry that I can eat two bowls of white rice."
Yuan Rui deftly fried a large plate of tomatoes and eggs, and mixed cucumbers in cold sauce. The combination of red, yellow and green was bright and appetizing. He filled two bowls of rice, and then put the potato shreds that took up half of the plate in front of him.
Zheng Qiuyang finished the bowl of rice in two or three mouthfuls, Yuan Rui served him another bowl, and he slowly ate it with tomato eggs.
Yuan Rui asked: "Auntie is in the mood to go for a beauty treatment, do you want to open it?"
"What do you want to drive?" Zheng Qiuyang sighed and said, "She may be too much in the world, and she wants to be the goddess of nemesis."
Yuan Rui: "..."
Zheng Qiuyang said: "Do you know who she invited to go for a beauty treatment?"
He made a fool of himself before saying, "Zheng Shaoyang's mother."
Yuan Rui was really taken aback, and said, "What are the two of them going to do?"
Zheng Qiuyang said: "I don't know the details, anyway, judging from what she means, it's probably a united front between the two, and I don't intend to make my dad feel better."
Yuan Rui made up all the grievances of the wealthy family's grievances, and said, "Then what do you and your elder brother think?"
Zheng Qiuyang said helplessly: "I can have any opinions, my mother won't listen to me, and Zheng Shaoyang probably does the same. The biggest thing we both have in common is to listen to my mother, but he also found a wife that his mother doesn't like."
Yuan Rui was a little shy, and called her emphatically, "Boyfriend, boyfriend!"
Zheng Qiuyang pretended not to hear, poked Yuan Rui's face with the clean end of the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "His wife likes my wife very much."