A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, who looked like a junior high school student, looked into the postal booth and asked while eating fried buns and drinking soy milk.
The boss in the postal booth was looking down at what was going on. When he heard the question, he said without raising his head: "There are one yuan a piece in there, take it yourself!"
The junior high school student curled his lips, ate his breakfast three times, threw it into the trash can nearby, wiped his hands with paper towels, and then walked into the post office.
He saw the thick layer of posters at a glance, and he immediately became excited. Good guy, I asked several stores yesterday and couldn't find them. Today, I just came to the first store and saw so many of them.
Thinking of passing a few pictures to his classmates, the junior high school student began to flip through them impatiently, "Well, Xie Sijie, Liu Xiaoqiang, um, Leng Ling, um... Why isn't there Li Qing's?"
He looked at the post office owner and saw that he was looking at a newspaper intently, with a focused and serious expression. He couldn't help but think wrong, and when he took a closer look, he realized it was "Daily Entertainment".
Tsk tsk, what’s so good about this? You’re not even doing business?
The junior high school student pouted again and turned back to continue reading the thick layer of posters.
This time he speeded up, and within a few seconds, he found a piece of Li Qing's at the bottom.
He was immediately overjoyed, and after taking out this one, he continued to search as if he wanted to dig for treasure.
After searching for nearly five minutes, he slowed down, picked up the twenty Li Qing posters he had sorted out next to him, took out twenty yuan from his body and handed them to the boss.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the boss sighed: "People are really afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. I'm afraid Li Qing will be finished this time..."
When the junior high school student heard this, he paused and put the money next to his boss. He couldn't help but look at the copy of "Daily Entertainment". What was there about Li Qing that the boss could read?
So obsessed?
He originally planned to take a quick look and leave. After all, class time was coming soon.
But this sight was so shocking that he was immediately unable to move.
I only saw the headline on the home page. There were more than a dozen photos that looked like they were taken secretly. They were a bit far apart, but the camera taken by the candid was obviously high-definition, and the faces of a man and a woman in the photos were clearly visible.
The girl is pure and lovely, with a beautiful side face comparable to that of a celebrity, and a friendly and gentle smile.
The man's smile looks lazy, he has a good figure, and his face is sharp and angular. He looks handsome...angry...person...
With a crash, a few posters fell from the hands of the junior high school student. He reacted quickly and quickly picked them up. However, he did not leave there. Instead, he returned to the newsstand and started to find the "Daily Entertainment" newspaper.
After paying the boss a dollar, he sat down next to the newsstand, looking obsessed like the boss just now. He suddenly fell into the candid photography incident.
"Li Qing's love affair exposed! His lover is actually his personal assistant!"
This title is very ordinary. At first glance, it is a scandal promoted by a third-rate agency for its third-rate artists. Under normal circumstances, it should be untenable and have little sales, but the most terrifying thing is here.
Because not only is it not an artist’s hype, but the content is quite tenable!
The photos arranged together like a roll of film are simply jaw-dropping.
No way, the photo is too clear!
From Li Qing eating in a Western restaurant with his female assistant to the two holding hands and getting into a taxi, all the steps were like a movie, arranged in sequence by more than a dozen photos.
The clarity of each picture is almost the same as that of movie film!
In the report, the editor only briefly described Li Qing's identity, and then began to shift his attention to the female assistant.
Han Han. Female, 24 years old. A native of Guangdong, graduated from the University of Hong Kong in Architecture. She joined Yuanzheng Media Company in the spring of 1996 and served as an intern makeup artist for Li Qing, a member of the Fire Boys. In July of the same year, she left Yuanzheng due to personal reasons, but according to the circle
Insiders revealed that Han Han has been responsible for taking care of Li Qing's daily life as Li Qing's assistant since the day he resigned.
"To this day, the two of them have been living together for more than a year!"
The junior high school student opened his eyes wide and looked at the bold and enlarged font of this line, which was a little unbelievable.
Oops!
Suddenly, he woke up, raised his hand and looked at his watch, and found that it was already past the class time. He immediately complained incessantly, got up quickly, picked up the poster and newspaper, and quickly ran towards the school.
As he ran wildly, he still had some energy left to think about. If those female classmates in the class who like Li Qing read the contents of this newspaper, they would be heartbroken...
However, what can be expected is that today is destined to be a day that will break the hearts of many girls.
Those posters of Lee Sin were plastered all over the room.
The album "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom" specially purchased for Li Qing.
All the beautiful fantasies about Li Sin.
At this moment, everything will collapse quietly.
The newspaper sales of "Daily Entertainment" are increasing at a terrifying speed. The magazine publisher never expected that Li Qing's fame and influence would be so great. The first printing of 1.5 million copies only exceeded one
In the morning, dealers started asking for help!
In just one morning, it was sold out!
The entire magazine staff is in great spirits!
The editor-in-chief couldn't help being happy. After ordering another million copies to be printed, he began to give material rewards and spiritual praise to the editor-in-chief who discovered hot headlines and provided dozens of photos.
The bearded man's face was red.
Everyone stood up and applauded. It was obvious that the editor-in-chief was interested in promoting the editor-in-chief!
What is above the editor-in-chief?
Deputy Editor!
Although this is just a small step forward, it is a hurdle that many editors will find difficult to overcome in their lifetime!
However, in many things, extreme joy often leads to sorrow.
While the "Daily Entertainment" magazine was rejoicing, suddenly, without warning, more than a dozen men and women in suits burst into the office lobby.
The lady at the front desk couldn't stop them, and she didn't dare to stop them, because they were all so aggressive, and many of them had national emblems hanging on their chests, which looked like they were officials representing the Republic.
"You are..."
The festive atmosphere was interrupted, and everyone in the magazine was stunned.
What's going on?
"Who is in charge?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses and with some gray hair on his temples asked with a majestic look on his face.
"I, I am, hello, who are you...?"
The editor-in-chief's face changed a bit. These people looked menacing and they were looking for trouble. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to take a breath, so he hurriedly stepped forward politely.
"Are you the one in charge?"
The middle-aged man looked at the editor-in-chief seriously, suddenly smiled, and nodded: "Very good, you are very brave. I admire you."
As he spoke, he took the document from his companion next to him, opened it, pulled out a piece of paper, and stretched it out in front of the editor-in-chief: "We are from the State Administration of Press and Publication. After reports from the masses, your agency is suspected of fabricating false news.
It has caused social unrest, and your company is now ordered to cease operations and make rectifications from now on."
(To be continued.)
ps: Thanks to Brother Time and Space for the 588 tip