Funerals have always been prepared for the living to vent their sadness, or to socialize with others through venting their sadness.

In Han Lan's view, Liu Hao's funeral was more inclined to the latter. Even Liu Rong, his only son, showed excellent social talents at this time. He talked about friendship with his father's old friends, talked about his ideals with the company's subordinates, and talked with everyone.

The media talks about development, and all kinds of unintentional compliments are said to peers and opponents.

Han Lan couldn't help but glance at the black-framed photo with a white background. Uncle Liu Hao was still in high spirits and smiling.

Is this also part of your arrangement?

The son can indeed hold up the scene.

Liu Hao's funeral tended to be Western-style, relatively simple, and more time was left for people to socialize.

After the relatives and friends who came to express their condolences laid flowers in the mourning hall and briefly comforted Liu Rong, they nailed the coffin and carried it to the cremation by those close to him.

In the end, Han Lan did not listen to Liu Rong and stood behind him, but stood on each side of the coffin with him.

Behind the two people were three of Liu Hao's juniors, including popular stars who Liu Hao had favored and trained, and Liu Hao's capable generals.

A total of eight people slowly walked out of the mourning hall carrying the coffin.

The reporters standing outside began to take pictures. This was something Liu Rong agreed to, hoping that this would allow the company's artists to appear on camera again to gain popularity.

It may sound unfilial, but in fact Liu Hao would agree with it.

As he often said during his lifetime: What people fear most is that they are worthless. If even death has value, then this life will really be worth it.

Hey, why don't you ask a few black people to help carry the coffin? With music and dance, it will make headlines, and the popularity will be enough!

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"Is it really worth it?" Han Lan couldn't help but murmured when she came back from Liu Hao's funeral and looked at the top trending topic on her scarf.

He had witnessed countless deaths, but perhaps this was the one that touched him the most.

Alas, I cannot understand this father and son.

#李浩 funeral, a gathering of stars#

It seems that Liu Hao is the protagonist of this topic, but in fact, after clicking on it, there are photos of various celebrities attending the funeral, especially the celebrities who supported his funeral.

After all, outsiders don't care who the boss of the entertainment company is; all their eyes are on the celebrities attending the funeral.

In particular, several celebrities in Fuling can be said to occupy C positions.

Han Lan also took this opportunity to appear in public again, which was also his first appearance since returning from Africa.

Most of Han Lan's fans are quite sensible and did not follow the funeral-related scarves to make fun of her. Instead, they went to Han Lan's own scarf to make fun of her.

"My stinky brother is back and he didn't even say a word! That's too much!"

"Ah ah ah ah, I didn't go to pick up my bratty brother from the airport!"

"Lao Hei went to Africa and was dyed even darker, hahaha..."

"If you don't brag, you won't be black. Lao Hei, you are really black!"

"When Lao Hei is away, eating doesn't taste good anymore. When will a new food video be released?"

"I sat up in shock when I was dying, and Lao Hei invited me to eat fried chicken!"

Looking at the messages from a bunch of female fans and anti-fans, Han Lan's mood recovered a little. Thinking that she had not interacted with fans since she came back, she sent a scarf to explain:

"Sorry, I forgot to tell everyone after jet lag. I'm back."

In an instant, the comment area below was occupied.

"Black Legend, your emperor is back!"

"I haven't seen you for two months, Lao Hei, do you still remember the red bricks on the shore of Daming Lake?"

"Smelly brother, don't play with your phone! Apply a facial mask quickly! Ahhhhhhh, I feel so bad!"

"Lao Hei, we didn't forget you when you were away and helped you maintain your popularity! Watch station 233! Your ghost videos are still in the top ten!"

Thank you very much!

Seeing the video screenshot and link behind the comment, Han Lan almost threw her phone over the charcoal-grilled steak in front of her.

I was so angry that I cut off a large piece of steak and stuffed it into my mouth, and then I couldn't help but click on the video link.

It turned out to be a video of a tough guy fighting that he sent back, but now after some magical modifications by netizens, the heads of Joseph and Lee Myung-bak in the video were photoshopped onto Han Lan's face, making them look like two Han Lans.

It's like the muscles fighting each other, coupled with all kinds of magical music, some clips are edited and played in a loop, it's very ghostly.

"..." Han Lan.

"Hahaha..." Han Yiping's laughter came from behind him. The fat man stood behind him at some point, laughing so hard that his abdominal muscles were rippling while watching the ghost and animal videos on his phone.

Han Lan turned back and glared at him, chopped up the remaining half of the steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Damn it, I'm so angry that I can't even eat! I won't eat!"

Han Lan angrily threw her knife and fork on the plate, and ran upstairs with her mouth bulging.

Han Yiping didn't dare to laugh anymore. He watched Han Lan run upstairs and close the door. After holding it in for a while, he took out his mobile phone and started searching for the video he just saw. Then he laughed like a duck.

"Gagagagagaga..."

"Gagagagagaga..."

"call out"

A pillow was dunked down from upstairs. Han Yiping instinctively caught it with one hand and quickly turned off the video with the other hand.

Han Yiping smacked his mouth and didn't dare to look at it again.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

Caller ID: Liu Rong.

Han Yiping frowned slightly, but still smiled and shouted upstairs: "Er, Dad has to go out for something. Don't be angry. I'll be back soon to bring you something delicious!"

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Han Lan wasn't angry, she just felt that Han Yiping's laughter was so magical, and paired with the ghostly animal video, the brainwashing power was doubled!

Hearing the shouts coming from downstairs, he had no time to pay attention to Han Yiping.

When Han Lan ran upstairs just now, he wanted to understand why his evil videos were so rampant on station 233? Why didn't he see any evil videos about him on Dou Shou?

Hum, it must be because the fighter has his official account, but Station 233 does not have his official account, so his fans at Station 233 can only go and watch those stupid videos!

Then there is only one solution

Turn on the camera on your phone, choose a background, pose, and think of your lines.

Start shooting!

"Hello everyone, I am the idol singer Han Lan who successfully debuted in the entertainment industry after practicing for two and a half weeks. I have just returned from filming in Africa. From today on, I will officially join the 233 station. Fans who like me can click here

Pay attention!”

Perfect!

Simply trim the front and back, smooth the skin, make it whiter, add blush, cat ears, and add a pink-toned filter...Huh? Why does it look a little weird?

No matter, it seems that Tucha and the others have done this before, I am also a young man! Well, it’s not strange at all!

Register a 233 account, click to upload the video, and call it a day.

"I come, I see, I conquer! From now on, there will be no more ghosts of mine!"

Tactical fallback.
Chapter completed!