It didn't take long for #粉粒摇脸杀# to appear on tonight's hot search list.
Generally, the trending topics bought by the team are rather boring, and they are all pure praise. Hiring, now when she goes back to the hot search, she asks her agent hopefully, is it the hot search that you bought for me, and then the agent will ruthlessly tell her, no.
That trending search was like a monkey, and the major marketing accounts reposted it for the monthly KPI. If the other party was in a good mood and did not send a reverse black draft, the topic could climb to the top three within a few hours.
"Are you on it? Are you really on it?"
Wen Li looked blankly at several staff members outside the camera.
"Up."
Wen Li looked at the screen, and "hahaha" floated across the screen, and a few proudly expressed "Do you know how powerful we are?".
She could only applaud this group of fans without a soul: "It's amazing, it saved me money to buy trending searches, thank you everyone."
Song Yan didn't expect that the trending search would be so fast. He was not very good at dealing with this kind of live barrage. He was not as good as Wen Li in throwing and answering. Most of the time he sat by and listened to her.
He just heard from the staff that he was on the trending list, he put one hand on his lips, and the other hand that just touched her face was hanging by his side and gently curled up, looking like an old cadre who doesn't understand the current trending data on Weibo, He asked amusedly, "Can you pinch your face?"
CP fans dare to hate Wen Li because Wen Li will "return", which is a special way of communication between her and fans. Treating an actor like Song Yan who doesn't rely on fans for a living, but only uses his works to make his face, is generally " Beautiful brother", "Send a selfie, please brother" and other words.
But today they have a bowl of water, and no one is partial.
"Squeeze your face, so you can grasp the wealth code, not just pinch your face"
"Song Yan, if you are a man, give me a kiss."
"Hehe, why can pinching your face be the hot search, Mr. Song, don't you know?"
"#粉糖吻吻杀# hot search is ready for you, come on, don’t kiss, you’re not a man"
Song Yan saw the fans who hated him so much for the first time, and thought it was quite interesting, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Li.
Wen Li received Song Yan's gaze, suppressed her rapid heartbeat and scalding body temperature, and hurriedly turned her eyes away, ignoring the barrage of teasing and swiping the screen, and finally finished today's live broadcast task after saying the unshakable closing speech of public welfare.
Fans were disappointed, but expected.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for just a pinch of face to be sent to the hot search.
The live broadcast ended, and the whole room was in a mess. The staff were walking back and forth to clean up the equipment. There were all kinds of rustling sounds in the room. Someone was discussing with colleagues where to go for supper after packing up. Song Yan was listening to the choreographer. Explaining tomorrow's recording process, Wen Li paralyzed on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.
At this time, a message came from WeChat, and it was from Qi Sihan.
Qi Sihan: "I saw the hot search [laugh and cry]"
Qi Sihan: "No wonder my sister, your tricycle is slower than our shopping trolley."
Wen Li clicked her tongue, feeling very embarrassed, so she had to send an emoji scratching her head.
Qi Sihan saw her embarrassment from this emoji, and comforted her: "Then the photo of Senior Yan Zhun and I pushing a shopping cart on the road today was also exposed by Reuters, which is even more embarrassing [cover face]"
Wen Li saw this hot search in the afternoon.
#竞齐斗威最着实际夫妻#, with pictures of Yan Zhun and Qi Sihan, because no one can sit in the shopping trolley, so they can only push the trolley together on the main road.
There is no harm without comparison, and Wen Li is in a slightly better mood.
Wen Li: "Seeing that you and Yan Zhun are worse than us makes me feel better."
Wen Li: "Bow and thank jpg"
Qi Sihan: "It's good that [cute] can comfort my sister"
Qi Sihan: "But I'm the only fan, so it's not the worst, the worst is the CP fan haha"
Wen Li: "? What do you mean?"
Qi Sihan sent her a screenshot directly.
This screenshot is a hot search, but the source is an entertainment gossip forum.
In the hot searched microblogs, the popular microblogs posted by several marketing accounts have been criticized by fans, so I can’t see any real comments from passers-by. Some passers-by find it boring, so they will post on the forum to find a sense of recognition.
"Hot searches, what level can a certified couple pinch their faces and fans have a collective orgasm"
0L: "rbt, I just saw the hot search and thought that the salt grains were at least hugging and pinching the face, but I just stretched out my hand?? This kind of innocent action went to junior high school to catch a lot of puppy love, but it was also on the hot search? In the circle Some CPs distribute candies like wholesale, they don’t need money, and the hot searches are not so frequent. I really don’t believe that CP fans are spontaneously posting hot searches, but now CP fans are so easy to serve?”
1L: "That's right, do you know the best CP fan group in the entire entertainment industry?"
2L: "The pen girl is here, yes we are so humble"
3L: "The host, please understand, just pinch your face. They are forwarding the lottery in Chaochao to prepare for the Chinese New Year."
Signature pen is the general name of salt CP powder. The reason for this name is very simple, because they generally believe that the fate of Song Yan and Wen Li started from the two-year-old signature pen that suddenly ran out of water.
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18L: "Go to their Chaochao and you will know. Physical contact is all about the black technology of editing. Other CP's candy distribution is like wholesale, and this couple's candy distribution is like constipation. They are forced to die by officials, otherwise they will die together. Why are there so many fairy wives in their circle, and they are all official stingy and don’t give out candy, so they can only produce by themselves.”
55L: "Salt grains are best for those who like to eat bright sugar. Don't be a fan. Those who like to dig sugar with a microscope will enjoy it."
65L: "I'm the kind of person that CP gives me candy in person, I feel tired of it, but I really like the kind of person who eats candy by myself = ="
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155L: "Is there any objection that the signature pen is the worst CP fan in the whole network?"
A screenshot of this post on the forum was posted on Weibo. Most of the comment section of the marketing account was in the comment area, and some were confused, "I don't understand, but CP fans can still be fans like this", and others said, "No way, no way. Let’s go on a couples show, has anyone forgotten that this couple is a well-known couple in the circle?”, in short, there are all kinds of attitudes.
The first popular comment is a comment from a CP fan.
Salt grains=sweet grains: "Let me tell you that what makes us excited today is not Song Yan pinching Wen Li's face, but San Li's silly reaction after being pinched, and then biting his mouth to pretend to be calm, but actually very shy The facial expression, and the beauty’s doting face that she’s so cute that she’s always smiling.”
It's a pity that this CP fan's delicate speech did not get everyone's approval.
"That sounds even worse"
"Momye observes so detailed to eat sugar, it's really miserable hahahahahaha" "
"You really want to enter the pit, what price is the most suitable microscope to buy?"
Seeing her and Song Yan's CP fans being ridiculed so shamelessly, Wen Li felt extremely complicated, feeling that she was really a ruthless and cold-blooded righteous master, and that she had to bear a great responsibility for the misery of CP fans.
The staff packed up the equipment and left, and the editor-director is still discussing tomorrow's script with Song Yan.
The script will be changed again and again on the day of the program recording, and the program team must communicate with the guests at any time to do work.
"I know that it is difficult to complete the confession on the football field with Mr. Wen Li's character." The director looked at Wen Li who was holding a mobile phone on the sofa and didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at Song for help. Yan, "Teacher Song, do you see?"
Song Yan nodded calmly, "It's quite difficult."
"..." The editor-director sighed, "Then I'll talk to Director Yan later, and see if I can come up with a more interesting link tonight."
"Trouble."
The director quickly waved his hands: "No trouble, we always have to take care of your feelings, teacher, and we dare not set up too embarrassing links, for fear of being scolded by fans."
After sending the choreographer away, Song Yan saw that Wen Li was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and went to wash up by herself without disturbing her.
When I came out of the shower, I found that she was still sitting there, this time frowning, with a serious expression on her face.
"What are you thinking?" Song Yan sat down next to her, stretched out his hand and shook in front of her, "Aren't you going to sleep tonight?"
Only then did Wen Li regain her senses, and secretly put the phone behind her back.
"Well, have they left?"
"Leave early." Song Yan laughed, "Your soul is out of your body?"
"No." Wen Li pursed her lips, looked around, and said in a daze, "The director is gone too? She hasn't told me about any new links added to the script yet."
Song Yan hummed, and while wiping her hair with a dry towel, she said, "She told me that that link was not very good, so she went to the director to find a solution."
"What link?"
"Confession."
Wen Li didn't understand: "Confession? What do you mean?"
"Tomorrow we will go to the University of Science and Technology, you should know this. The program team also invited a few school couples to serve as a control group for the guests. Their school has a ginkgo avenue that is especially suitable for couples dating. Tomorrow's confession session will be there " Song Yan tilted his head, pointing to remind, "Confess at school, what do you mean?"
Wen Li blinked and nodded: "I understand."
Seeing her dumbfounded look, Song Yan chuckled: "The program team knows your character, so it should be changed to an ordinary game session."
"...Don't think I'm so hypocritical." Wen Li curled her lips, her expression unconvinced, "Isn't it just a confession? I'm an idol drama background, so what's so difficult about confessing, I can just say it."
"Really?" Song Yan nodded, "Then Mr. Wen?"
"..."
At the beginning, I wanted to not make their CP fans too wronged. I must do the scenes that I usually do. People in their twenties don’t be so old and awkward. They are not seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls. Can't make money.
Then started to be hypocritical.
When she was acting, she was able to say all the meaty lines to the male artist she was cooperating with. Why is she not acting now? She can't even speak.
Wen Li really convinced her awkward character.
Song Yan waited for her for a few minutes, and was not surprised to see that she couldn't utter a word.
"Okay, let's take a shower."
He got up to dry his hair.
Wen Li, however, seemed to have made up her mind, tugging at his sleeve, maybe he would get up.
Song Yan looked down at her slender pale fingers twisting her sleeves, her fingertips seemed to be trembling, and she didn't understand what she was going to do.
She leaned close to his ear, exhaled carefully, and said, "I like you."
Song Yan was stunned, his mind went blank for a moment, and he was almost knocked out of his wits by her words.
Before she could get her thoughts back, she knew exactly who she was referring to by "you", but she still heard herself asking greedily and rascally: "... who do you like?"
"I like you." Wen Li rubbed his nose, "Teacher Song, Song Yan?"
"Don't forget that tomorrow we are going to the university campus to record a program."
"Oh." Wen Li nodded, quickly understood, grinned, and said seriously, "Senior, I like you."
This title, together with these four characters, has been delusional since I was a student.
He didn't respond for a long time. The more silent he was, the more nervous Wen Li felt. The atmosphere was weird and made people restless.
Song Yan moved his eyes away, his side face half hidden in the shadow was still exquisite and beautiful, but his expression was dull and dull, finally moved his lips, covered his forehead and sighed.
"You fouled," he charged.
Wen Li was puzzled. Originally, he said that there would be a confession session tomorrow, so she tried the scene first. How could this be considered a foul
She was discouraged, and said angrily: "I originally wanted to start a business for CP fans. If you want to call it a foul, forget it. Let it go. They won't lose their fans if they are not in business anyway."
Song Yan opened his mouth, his handsome face froze: "... open?"
Wen Li nodded, her face was very hot. In order to save herself from embarrassment, she affirmed loudly: "Yes, otherwise, what do you think? Forget it, it's not suitable for me."
"so."
Song Yan smiled.
"I went to take a shower."
She got up, went to the suitcase to get a change of clothes, and looked at Song Yan on the sofa before taking a shower. She was in a daze just now, but now it's him.
She reminded: "Mr. Song, what are you thinking? Dry your hair quickly and go to bed."
Not long after, there was the sound of running water through the door.
Song Yan rubbed the center of his brows. He had played a little too much just now, but he didn't expect to be turned into a general. His heartbeat was still pounding and he couldn't calm down. With some disappointment and discouragement in his eyes, he leaned on the sofa and muttered in a low voice.
"I think you really like me."