Qiu Yuan enjoyed a short period of intimate time with a girl for the first time in his life.
Not long after, Zhao Kewei was called out by Lin Wanqiu.
Qiu Yuan wanted to follow him, but Zhao Kewei pushed him back to the sofa.
When Lin Wanqiu came, she also brought Qiu Yuan a cup of hot water and some medicine for sore throat.
Qiu Yuan could only sit in the lounge, take medicine similar to Golden Throat, and then drink hot water and wait for Zhao Kewei to come back.
The content of the private conversation between the two was also guessed by Qiu Yuan, which was the issue of whether Zhao Kewei should stay or leave, and the impact of Qiu Yuan's exaggerated song.
"You mean... can Cloud Media... control reviews?"
Zhao Kewei leaned in a corner behind the stage and looked at Lin Wanqiu in front of him.
The program of Best Singer and Composer is still going on. Standing here, you can hear the sound of music coming from the stage not far away, and you can also vaguely see the flashing light effects.
Lin Wanqiu and Zhao Kewei were now standing in the shadows behind the stage, but the special lighting effects that came on from time to time illuminated half of Lin Wanqiu's face from time to time.
"Why can't we control the comments? Do you really think that the public opinion of a large group will be dominated by Qiu Yuan alone?" Lin Wanqiu said.
"Then you know these, why don't you stop Qiu Yuan..."
"Critical criticism doesn't mean there will be no impact." Lin Wanqiu looked sideways in the direction of Zhao Kewei's lounge.
When Lin Wanqiu got along with Qiu Yuan before, she thought Qiu Yuan was very interesting, but this kind of interestingness was more similar to the feeling of liking a dog sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.
Therefore, when she communicates with Qiu Yuan, there is always a hint of contempt and teasing.
But now Lin Wanqiu can no longer underestimate Qiu Yuan, because Qiu Yuan is really working towards the goal of being on an equal footing with Cloud Media, steadily rising step by step.
Now when Lin Wanqiu thinks of Qiu Yuan, she only feels that this guy is really powerful, and also has a sense of self-blame that is difficult to describe in words.
"The song "Exaggerated" has a greater impact than I imagined, but it is of course... Qiu Yuan's performance on the stage just now was the most shocking scene I have witnessed in all these years of working in the industry." Lin Wanqiu said.
"me too."
Zhao Kewei recalled Qiu Yuan's hoarse performance on the stage just now. His soul was really captured by Qiu Yuan's singing, and his whole body felt suffocated listening to it.
This ultimate sense of release is something Zhao Kewei has never experienced before, and it has never been a shocking effect in any performance at home or abroad.
"So this song has become popular, and even the scene of Qiu Yuan's performance is a fire that Cloud Media cannot contain. To be precise, there is no need to contain it. The recording and broadcast that Cloud Media has uploaded to the Internet has cut out the previous recordings of Qiu Yuan and Zhang
The part where Yu confronts me."
When Lin Wanqiu took out her phone and scrolled through the messages, not surprisingly, the word "exaggerated" had completely occupied the hot keywords in all discussions on the Internet.
"So Zhang Yu..."
"There is a high probability that he will still be safe and sound." Lin Wanqiu told a very cruel fact, "Those at the top still want to protect Zhang Yu to death. Unless he makes some big mistake, he will not be affected in the near future."
"I see."
Zhao Kewei was very calm when faced with this unfair answer, because she could imagine that with this result, both she and Qiu Yuan were too insignificant in front of the behemoth of Cloud Media.
"The last thing is the key part I want to say." Lin Wanqiu pulled out some comments on her phone and handed them to Zhao Kewei to read.
Zhao Kewei saw Qiu Yuan's name at first sight, as well as the photo of Qiu Yuan singing "Chengquan" on the stage.
"Qiu Yuan's background and all private information have been dug out, including the school he attended, his classes, the dormitory number where he lives, Weibo, WeChat and even his mobile phone number. Although Weibo has already
I keep deleting relevant news, but I’m afraid this thing has already spread in some fan group chats.”
Lin Wanqiu's voice was very calm when she stated these things, but every word was like a cold needle piercing deeply into Zhao Kewei's heart.
Zhao Kewei's mood now is no less uneasy, guilty, and self-blaming than when he heard that his father was ill and hospitalized.
What should I do? Zhao Kewei browsed the comments that kept popping up and being deleted on Weibo, and began to think about how to deal with all this.
If it were her, she would just find a place to hide, but what about Qiu Yuan? She can only let Qiu Yuan hide in one place and silently endure these slanders and abuses?
It seems...that's the only way.
Zhao Kewei held his hand in mid-air, and Qiu Yuan's body temperature seemed to still remain in the palm of his hand.
But at this moment, Zhao Kewei's inner feeling was replaced by a sense of powerlessness.
A feeling of powerlessness that Zhao Kewei had experienced as early as three years ago.
She can't protect Qiu Yuan at all!
"I saw enough of you three years ago. Qiu Yuan is not you. He has not officially debuted yet and has no contractual restrictions."
Lin Wanqiu felt much more relaxed. Although she blamed herself, she thought of the best solution.
"Let Qiu Yuan travel abroad for a period of time, it can be three months, half a year, or a year. No matter which country he wants to visit or what he wants to do, I will cover all the expenses during the travel itinerary."
Lin Wanqiu showed her heroic side at this time, but this was also a way for her to comfort her inner self-blame and compensate Qiu Yuan.
"After all, I am responsible for him becoming like this."
"I can't go with you, can I?"
Zhao Kewei also wants to stay away from this glamorous stage, but she knows that the closer she gets to Qiu Yuan, the public's concern about Qiu Yuan will not disappear for a moment.
"Yes, but you haven't lost yet. Qiu Yuan helped you divert the hatred of Zhang Yu's fans, so what you have to do now is to accumulate your own strength until the top management of Cloud Media thinks you can replace Zhang Yu.
"Lin Wanqiu said.
Qiu Yuan's exaggerated song on the stage really helped Zhao Kewei relieve the pressure of disputes between fans, and it relieved it to a great extent.
In the end, it still depends on Cloud Media’s face?
In the past, Zhao Kewei would never have accepted Lin Wanqiu's proposal, but if she refused now, everything Qiu Yuan had done would be in vain.
"You don't need to respond to me so quickly." Lin Wanqiu saw Zhao Kewei's hesitation and said, "Call Qiu Yuan out to have dinner. I'll treat you... I should also try to get the copyright of Qiu Yuan's three songs."
Bought it."
Maybe reality isn't so bad?
With Qiu Yuan's current ability, he can travel around the world even if he doesn't return to Jiangcheng Art University.
Lin Wanqiu also paid for Qiu Yuan to travel around the world for free. If you think so, Qiu Yuan should be happy?
This comforting thought surrounded Zhao Kewei's heart until an idea emerged that Zhao Kewei didn't want to think about.
That is... 'If Lin Wanxiang knew Qiu Yuan's current situation, what could she do?'
This thought continued until Zhao Kewei and Lin Wanqiu walked into the lounge together.
While Qiu Yuan was waiting in the lounge, the system's rewards kept popping up, although it was still the +10 yuan +10 yuan reward like when he got along with Lin Wanxiang before.
But... although Qiu Yuan himself finds it incredible, now Qiu Yuan and Sister Ke Wei seem to have entered a period of passionate love?
Maybe Qiu Yuan could dig in this jade mine until he ends up alone.
"Qiu Yuan, have you received any strange calls on your mobile phone during this period?" Zhao Ke asked as soon as he entered the door.
"Don't worry, Sister Wei, I have changed my mobile phone number."
Qiu Yuan shook his phone, and on the screen was the current Weibo message.
"I had already guessed that these brothers would dig up my private information, so I changed my mobile phone number to a new one yesterday."
"Seeing how optimistic he is, I feel that your worries and mine are unnecessary."
Lin Wanqiu shook her head helplessly. One thing she disliked about Qiu Yuan was that Qiu Yuan could be cheerful no matter what time.
Whether it was the night when he was abandoned by his sister or now, Qiu Yuan could always think of various ways to comfort himself.
Zhao Kewei laughed in agreement, but her expression did not relax at all after the joke was over.
Because no matter how optimistic Qiu Yuan is, the damage that has been caused still exists.
After that, Lin Wanqiu led Qiu Yuan and Zhao Kewei directly outside the TV station. Before leaving, Zhao Kewei specially found a mask for Qiu Yuan to put on.
After the exaggeration, Qiu Yuan's popularity became even higher than hers in a short period of time. It was normal for him to be recognized when walking on the street.
Then Qiu Yuan must not be able to stay in the school dormitory, so should he rent a house for Qiu Yuan?
Zhao Kewei doesn't really want to live in that attic anymore, but she doesn't have much money left on hand. Why not rent a two-bedroom house with Qiu Yuan more cost-effectively?
Wait... isn't that just living together?
Although she expressed her feelings to Qiu Yuan a little out of control, there was no need to move in with Qiu Yuan so quickly, right?
Will this make you look too impatient, unladylike or something like that?
Also, her father's condition has improved a bit. How about taking Qiu Yuan to see her father now?
No, no, it’s better to seek Qiu Yuan’s opinion first.
Zhao Kewei was a little confused along the way. After all, it was her first time to fall in love.
After the impulse to confess her love, she was filled with all kinds of shy joy and a little bit of regret in her heart.
"Qiu Yuan, do you want to rent a house and live in Qiu Yuan?"
When Zhao Kewei turned around, he found that he was already outside the TV station, and Qiu Yuan suddenly knelt on the ground covering his forehead.
All surrounding sounds disappeared from Zhao Kewei's senses, and many fans and reporters gathered outside the TV station, even though this was the most remote exit of the TV station.
We are still surrounded by some fans and reporters with ulterior motives.
Qiu Yuan, who had been walking silently behind Zhao Kewei before, was already a bit unconscious.
Damn you, mother! Who is throwing bricks everywhere?
Qiu Yuan felt dizzy and half-knelt on the ground, covering the right side of his forehead. Not long after Qiu Yuan walked out of the side door of the TV station, he felt his temple was hit hard by something.
After this, I felt dizzy and couldn't hear any sounds.
At the last second when he lost consciousness, all Qiu Yuan could smell was the familiar citrus fragrance.
