The piercing eyes had already penetrated through the cracks in the curtains.
Qi Ji rubbed his eyes, picked up his phone, and found that many people had sent him messages.
Basically, they were all talking about the plot of "Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties" last night.
Meng Feichen: "My brother, be careful these two days! I will rebook your ticket to Beijing tomorrow! Your previous itinerary has been exposed, and I suspect someone is going to beat you up at the airport!"
Gu Pingting: "Boss, boss! Woohoo! "Five Husbands" is so cruel! My eyes are swollen from crying. I really can't see anyone today. I need to take a day off!"
Feng Muyu: "How did you come up with such a plot? Haven't you learned enough from the Dragon Knight before? If you were in front of me, I would definitely punch you hard!"
Yu Xiaomiao: "Master, I wrote a new song, listen to it!"
Dad Qi: "What are you doing? Answer the phone quickly! I want to talk to you about last night's plot!"
Qi Ji sent back some news about some acquaintances.
The company's employees basically advise themselves to be careful during this period.
Qi Ji also knows that netizens will feel abused, but it shouldn't be that exaggerated, right?
In fact, Qi Ji himself felt that the history of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties was very disgusting and uncomfortable.
In my previous life, there was a famous saying on the Internet.
[Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, absurd and beautiful!]
Qi Ji found this sentence particularly disgusting!
In such an era where people are treated as human beings, what is the beauty?
Ridiculous indeed.
But even though he had expectations in his heart and Qi Ji had already predicted everyone's reaction, looking at the situation at this moment, it seems that it is more intense than he predicted?
What woke Qi Ji up today was Qi's father's phone call.
There are eight missed calls belonging to Dad Qi.
But because he guessed what Qi's father wanted to say to him, Qi Ji dialed his father's phone number after replying to other people's messages.
"Hey Dad!"
"Yo! You still know that I am your dad?"
"Oh, aren't you sleeping!?" Qi Ji explained loudly.
Mu Yunxiu brought a glass of milk to Qi Ji, and he could tell at a glance that Qi Ji was calling his father.
So he walked over with a smile and asked Qi Ji to put the phone on speakerphone.
"You slept comfortably?! Do you know that your dad and I couldn't sleep most of the night?"
Dad Qi’s voice was really deep.
Qi Ji shrugged at Mu Yunxiu and said, "Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll come back and take you to the hospital later!"
"You don't have to! Can you write your stories in dim sum in the future? The last "Alive" made me afraid to watch it for a long time!"
"Dad, just say, "Alive", okay?"
Qi Ji's words immediately made Qi's father question.
As "Alive" won the Weed Award, Dad Qi naturally didn't dare to judge it.
"You kid, do you still want to win a weed prize?" Dad Qi's voice softened a lot as if he had figured something out.
Qi Ji chatted with his father for a few more words and then hung up the phone.
…
Qi Ji was having breakfast with Mu Yunxiu while scrolling through Weibo.
At this moment, the latest comments on his Weibo are basically asking to send him a razor blade!
"Hahaha! Damn it! As a Qingzhou native, I am also a fan of Qi Ji! Originally, I was still struggling with whether to vote for Qi Ji or Su Chengyuan in this singing competition! But last night's plot
As soon as I came out, I put my words here, my ticket must be given to Teacher Su! There is absolutely no way Qi Ji can get the ticket from me!"
"That's right! We, the people of Yongzhou, are here to help! We absolutely can't let Qi Ji go on like this! In the past, when Qi Ji wrote "Yue Fei", we could say it was needed for the story! We need such a patriot!
Later, Qi Ji wrote that the entire Song Dynasty was weak in diplomacy! None of us refuted it! Qi Ji brought out the Dragon Knight again! There was even "Alive"! We all must unite! We must give Qi Ji
Let’s take a look at the colors! Otherwise, I really don’t know how Qi Ji would give out knives to everyone!”
"Does anyone have Qi Ji's address? It's really unreasonable not to send him two tons of blades this time!"
Qi Ji joked with his wife: "Is it really that serious? Mr. Meng even said that he would change my ticket for tomorrow!"
Mu Yunxiu rolled his eyes and said quietly: "Although I know that you literati always like to pursue some so-called literary hardships, but you can't ask ordinary people like us to be the same as you! Anyway, in my place,
I just feel like my heart has been tortured so much!”
Qi Ji pouted, originally wanting to post a Weibo to explain the plot.
Think about it and forget it.
Almost the entire network was caught up in the crusade against Qi Ji.
Except Eternal TV.
At this moment, Zhang Hao's team was filled with excitement.
Because, the latest ratings data came out yesterday.
The ratings of "I am God!" reached 0.98%, almost breaking the 1% mark!
This shows that the reputation of the show is gradually fermenting.
The program is attracting more and more viewers.
But this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that the ratings of the second issue of "Five Thousand Years of China: Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties" were 0.4% lower than the first issue!
This data can be described as plummeting!
You are rising and your opponents are falling!
What wonderful news is this!
The atmosphere in the entire conference room seemed particularly pleasant!
"If we continue like this, within three issues, we will definitely get the first place in the same period!"
"Facts have proved that when making a program, you still have to be down-to-earth! The other party is a bit too proud and complacent! I looked at the plot online and it turns out that they don't take our audience seriously at all!"
"Haha! You deserve it!"
Zhang Hao clapped his hands and signaled everyone to calm down: "You can just say these things here. After all, they are still the benchmark in our industry. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. We still need to keep up our efforts!"
Zhang Hao said this, but he could not hide his inner excitement.
On the other hand, in response to the anger of the audience, Qi Ji chose the scumbag approach.
That is "no response, no explanation, no rejection."
The next day.
Qi Ji arrived at Chaoyang Airport after six o'clock in the morning and got on the plane to Shangjing.
In the first round of the national competition, Qi Ji was about to meet his opponent.
"Pa Yi Pa" is an entertainment marketing account on Weibo.
It is a three-person team.
He often posts private photos of celebrities at the airport on Weibo.
It was just after six o'clock at the moment, and they had just finished filming a third-tier star who had an early flight.
The three of them were sitting together and yawning.
"You think it's hard for us to die, or for these celebrities?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? What they earn in a day's hard work, we have to earn in a lifetime!"
"2.08 million!"
"Hey! We came so early today and didn't take any valuable photos!"
"Wait a minute, look, is that Qi Ji?!"
"Wocao! It seems to be true! Even though he is wearing a hat, he really looks like him!"
"Hahaha! Netizens, don't they all go online and say they want to crowdfund to beat him up?"
"Isn't his flight in the afternoon?"
"This must have been changed! Are you afraid that someone will really come and beat him up? Hahaha!"
"Shoot quickly, snap quickly, we must be the first to take the photo! This is the first-hand traffic!"
Half an hour later, Qi Ji was still sitting in the plane flying over the city.
I just posted the photos of Qi Ji at the airport.
[Qi Ji showed up for the first time after sending him a razor blade! A black hat hid his face, and he seemed to be very worried about netizens trying to send him razor blades! So he chose to travel in a low-key manner!]