Han Shiyu, a fan of the national husband, is very strange.
Since his occupation is different from that of an entertainment star, he should not have been involved in such things as hot lists except for official company announcements and commercial promotions.
But he's always been trending in all sorts of weird ways.
For example, a few days ago, #Han Shiyu gave a thumbs up to the video of ghost animals#
And when he gave a speech at the Internet conference a few months ago #wejixunnomoney#
And from time to time #Han Shiyususpected love#
- This last topic is like an inexhaustible weed, whose vitality is so tenacious that no wind blows it alive.
This has led to a very mixed attribute of his fan base.
Some are young and middle-aged groups who come to pay attention to the CEOs of Jixun, and most of them are users of Jixun's products.
Some of it is his face powder, after all, his appearance is very good in the entertainment circle.
But Han Shiyu firmly believed that they loved his money more than his people.
Others are purely just wanting to see his jokes, including the scissor hands in the ghost animal area. Several of Han Shiyu's famous memes are all over the Internet, and this group of people did it.
Han Shiyu once again reached the top fourth, and slowly rose to third, and this group of people began to gloat at the misfortune again.
The secretary's phone was blown up by Yuexin. Originally, it was the daily life of Jixun's little secretary that the boss had nothing to be on the list, but this time, Yuexin was involved.
The overall atmosphere of Yuexin is very serious. Weibo never posts nonsense, and the copyboard is exactly the kind without any emojis.
Since the cp's name is Jiyue, there is a very two-dimensional anthropomorphic part of the two companies in this topic, which involves the company's image.
The operators of Yuexin were more puzzled. They asked the little secretary whether the boss of your company wanted to cooperate with Mr. Zhou. Why didn't they notify them in the early stage of publicity.
The little secretary was also very aggrieved.
She can't always say that Mr. Han is skating.
Han Shiyu is accustomed to standing on the cusp of public opinion, and the dogma of life summed up by crawling and rolling—
Don't be afraid of any difficulty, because you can bravely circumvent it.
So he turned off the phone, and he said, "Don't care, go to bed first, and talk tomorrow."
Face the hot search three even.
Their own operation team knows how to keep an eye on the topic, so as to prevent rumormongers and people with intentions from taking the rhythm, and they don't need to worry about it.
Yang Mo smacked his lips and said, "...Look at the latest chapter."
Han Shiyu wondered: "Why are you watching so fast?"
Yang Mo slid the page to that position and handed the phone to Han Shiyu.
Han Shiyu stared at the screen of the phone and saw the words—
"Zhou Yi couldn't believe that the indifferent man in front of him was the lover he knew and secretly promised for ten years. He trembled and said, 'Han Shiyu, who do you think I am.'
"Han Shiyu sneered, forcibly raised his chin, and said in a cold and arrogant tone, 'I'm leaving tonight, if you want to sleep with me, there are only three hours left, hurry up.'
"This is not an ordinary winter, the temperature of the snow is more biting than ever, so that Zhou Yi, who has been standing for a long time, gradually freezes his beating heart in his chest.
"He still can't let him go.
"It's clear that Han Shiyu has changed. When he was hugging him and entering him, he coldly ignored his pleas for mercy, he just wanted to please himself, and he didn't even want to give him a kiss..."
"..."
Han Shiyu shivered.
He looked up at Yang Mo.
Yang Mo looked down at him.
It's a wonderful feeling.
It was like being caught on the spot, but it seemed more embarrassing than being caught.
Han Shiyu immediately said, "I love you at the end of the day."
"Zhou Yi will probably cut you." Yang Mo said lightly, "Don't call Momo again, or I'll cut you with him."
…
Yang Han didn't sleep well all night.
She has been trembling and wondered whether Han Shiyu's likes would have something to do with her-even how to coax Han Shiyu this time, and what tone to use to call "Dad", it may be a coincidence that she turned her head to comfort herself.
The two voices were arguing in their minds.
The result was that Yang Han had a dream.
The evil and maddening Han Shiyu stood on the roof, the helicopter hovered in the air, and the turbulent wind lifted his hair and the hem of his clothes.
Han Shiyu hugged Yang Mo next to him, one hand locked his slender waist, and Yang Mo snuggled on his shoulder.
Han Shiyu smiled coldly and said to Yang Han in front of him, "Woman, you still have three minutes to consider whether you want to call me Dad."
Yang Han: "..."
Sitting up in a dream late at night.
…
She got up to eat breakfast with a mess of hair on her head and passed the bathroom, but she couldn't face the man surnamed Han who was brushing his teeth.
Yang Hanyou complained: "I don't call you, you can go."
Han Shiyu: "???"
When she went to the kitchen, Yang Mo handed her a cup of hot milk, looked at her dark circles and asked, "Are you staying up late again?"
Yang Han: "Blame Han Shiyu."
Han Shiyu spit out toothpaste bubbles and shouted from a distance: "You speak clearly."
Yang Han eats an egg sandwich.
She glanced at Yang Mo, thinking how could Yang Mo in her dream be so shy.
Since she entered Xu Jia's so-called corrupt door, she has always believed that Yang Mo was the attacking party.
When Yang Mo saw her eyes full of fascination, he sat in front of her and asked tentatively, "Yang Yang... Have you been doing anything recently?"
Yang Han shook his head.
Yang Mo opened his mouth to ask something again, stopped at his mouth again, pursed his lips, and said, "If you have anything on your mind, tell me."
Yang Hanchao smiled at him: "Mmmm."
After that, he heard Han Shiyu's indistinct voice calling from the bathroom.
Han Shiyu said nonsense: "It's not Lao Zhou... I didn't mean to not answer you, I didn't see the news... You wait for me to spit out the foam in my mouth... "
"I'll just take a look at it, and by the way, I'll inspire the creators of the interesting text column, there's no other meaning."
"Yang Mo... Yang Mo is very good, there is no problem at all."
Yang Han knew that he was talking about hot searches, so nervous that he slowed down chewing in his mouth, and glanced at Yang Mo in front of him with a guilty conscience.
After finally fooling Zhou Yi, Han Shiyu called the secretary.
The little secretary reported: "Now the topic has dropped to about ten people. I arranged for the operation side to send a private message to notify the original author of "Like a Throat", and discussed three days later to wait for the limelight to pass before continuing to update. The author did not refuse, and she still Very happy."
"Last night's interesting 'Extreme Leap' topics and participations skyrocketed, and there were also a lot of submissions. Would you like to limit it during review?"
"No restrictions, just normal review." Han Shiyu said, "By the way, let's upgrade the topic of 'Extreme Leap'. Use the popularity to promote the fan culture of interesting places, and other topics should also focus on promoting excellent works."
Who doesn't love the ready-made popularity.
Hearing that the upgrade secretary was excited, she asked curiously, "Mr. Han, do you drink it yourself?"
Han Shiyu drank water and rinsed his mouth again, and said, "Look at it occasionally."
The secretary said: "I dare to recommend a few more articles to you, "My Iron Rooster Boyfriend" and "Those Days of Being a Ghost for the National Husband", cookies, I guarantee your satisfaction."
"???" Han Shiyu: "Do you think the salary is too much?"
Secretary: "Hey."
He didn't know that his secretary was pulled into the pit overnight by the writers and painters' wives in the circle.
…
Xu Jia said, "Yang Yang, I had a blast last night."
Yang Han made a sleepy expression.
Xu Jia asked with great interest, "What was your father's reaction when he saw Han Shiyu's articles?"
Yang Han: "I don't know, he didn't mention it."
Xu Jia: "Alas... The amount of information yesterday was too much, it was probably the highlight of my life, so today I still don't believe it's true... "
The classmate's father is the boss of Jixun.
The CEO of Jixun is married and has a male sexual orientation.
—And the cp main owner has been sleeping for 800 years and finally opened for business.
After chatting for a while, Xu Jia finally started the topic: "By the way, I have set up a group chat for six people, and I'll pull you in."
Yang Han found that there was indeed a group chat in the list.
The name is "Dog House".
Yang Han: "???"
Shang Xue: "Who came up with this ghost name?"
Squad Leader: "Hahahahahaha."
Fang's family: "Why do you all get up so early on weekends?"
Xu Jia sent a message: "Where's the little deer?"
Shang Xue: "He joined the programming interest class, and there is no time for weekend training."
"Okay," Xu Jia said, "Yang Yang has something important to announce today."
Shang Xue is the kind of trendy cool guy who always pays attention to the hot search, and joked: "Zhou Yi is actually your sister-in-law?"
Yang Han: "..."
Xu Jia: "Hahahahaha, you are very praised."
Squad Leader: "Hahahahaha."
Xu Jia calmed down and said, "Listen to Yang Han, it's really serious business."
Fang: "You said."
Yang Han felt that the anger was a little too serious, as if her next words would not shock them and they would be regarded as false propaganda.
However, the fact is that they are indeed shocked, and it is not clear.
So much so that there was a minute of silence in the group chat, like the tranquility before the storm, which made Yang Han once thought that they had dropped the line.
Yang Han: "?" Fang's family: "I...it's a little hard to accept..."
Yang Han's heart tightened, she stabilized her mood, tried her best to calm down, and asked, "What's wrong."
Fang's family: "Your brother and your father... even if there is no blood relationship, then your cousin is also the son of your mother's brother..."
"..." Yang Han said: "Wait a minute, no, I lied to you cousin, Han Shiyu is my dad, Yang Mo is my dad, I was adopted."
Fang Jia: "Oh, then I'm fine."
Yang Han: "... What else?"
Fang: "It's alright."
Shang Xue: "If this news broke out, the media would explode."
He still felt unconvinced: "If you don't let me say it, it's just a test of my stamina, Yang Han, you have to pay the hush money."
Squad leader: "I didn't expect to see the gossip come true in person one day."
Looking at the quiet wind and waves on the screen, Yang Han gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you think it's strange?"
Fang's family: "Fortunately, the news that Han Shiyu is not your relative has a big impact."
Shang Xue: "What's weird, if I can be so popular and rich, I'd rather go to the base?"
Xu Jia: "You think very dangerous boy."
Monitor: "Our homeroom teacher knows that he will probably put you on the desk as an offering, the kind that everyone has to worship when they enter the classroom."
The response was flat and indifferent, there was no deliberate pandering for affection, there was no mean and bitter cold rain, and there was no so-called comfort.
Yang Han thinks this is very, very, very good.
Three specials are the best in the world.
Yang Han pursed his lips and said, "Wait a few weeks, come and play with me at my house on the weekend."