Chapter 47

#Shi Fei admits that he is Mr. J. ﹤ br >

today's microblog is full of excitement. Hot search is batch by batch. What I saw last minute is like this, and the next second refresh may be another one.

The little brother of the programmer is sitting in the computer room trembling. He is afraid that if he is not careful, the micro blog will collapse again.

Looking at the hot search which just stopped, Shifei was speechless when he saw the hot search content.

Especially when he saw the fake chat record, Shi Fei looked at it and laughed,

Jiang Yu was staring at the Internet, and directed the small flying elephant to fight against the underworld review for Shi Fei with the appeal of his support club.

It's a pity that the enemy's fire is fierce, and the flying elephants are outnumbered. It seems that they will not be able to hold on. Jiang Yu is hesitating whether to call on his own little flame to help master, and afraid of self defeating.

When I saw the unexplained hot search, I read it once and almost thought I was wrong. Then I rolled on the sofa with my notebook in my arms and laughed: "where are you idiots? Are you sure there's no hole in your brain? "

Ling Xia sat down and saw this scene, but she frowned slightly: "this is not good. Mr. J's popularity is famous overseas, and he once won glory for China. The other party threw this pot of excrement on his body, and then guided the matter to make a big fuss. Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of this event to make him lose."

Jiang Yu covered his stomach with laughter and pain: "it's ok It's OK. " Laughing out of breath, tears from the corners of his eyes were about to fly out.

Ling Xia is very strange, looking at the side of the people laughing, "how can you still laugh out, your master is facing the whole network black." This kind of chat record is known as fake by people in their circle, but netizens don't know it. There will always be people who believe it.

Jiang Yu rubbed his stiff face with a smile and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He said, "I feel that some things have really lived for a long time."

Ling Xia also thought Jiang Yu was mad, and no longer took out his mobile phone to contact his public relations team. "I asked the public relations team to comment on the time flight control."

Anyway, it's also Jiang Yu's master. Ling Xia always wants to help.

Jiang Yu pressed Ling Xia's hand and said, "sister Ling, don't use it. You'll wait to see how these people who framed him are conceited."

Ling Xia wondered, "what do you mean?"

Jiang Yu bit his teeth and said, "anyway, it's all like this. I'll tell you, master. He's Mr. J."

Ling Xia rolled her eyes and said, "it is obvious that someone is using this matter to frame him up on the Internet. Don't you see it? I told you not to use your brain as an ornament. If you think more, you will not listen. "

Jiang Yu: "I know that the Internet is framing him, but he is really Mr. J. he painted the one billion dollar sunset. This time, we recorded the first issue of "simulated life" and went to the leisure dream literature society, you know? "

"Yes." I didn't know before, but after recording, Ling Xia knew it.

"At that time, the masters of the painting academy and the Chess Academy of xianmeng literature society were chasing after their master. They had known each other for a long time. Mr. J, who shocked the world art exhibition two years ago, was the master of Mr. Tang Xiangyang. Master also admitted this identity to us in the car. Originally, she wanted us to keep it secret. Who knows that so many things will come out of a pilot film. " Jiang Yu simply one-time things said clearly.

Ling Xia's mouth was wide open, and her face was unbelievable. After a while, she put away her surprised expression, restored her white-collar Beauty, and sat gracefully on the sofa.

After five seconds, he turned around and asked Shifei, "is your master a demon? Did he tell you what his IQ is? " Can sing will be original, even if, also sing very well, the original quality is very high, as a result, playing a guitar is still a rare master. That's all right. Now I can still paint. The key is to paint very well and internationally recognized painters.

"I don't know how much his IQ is. Anyway, he is my master. What makes me willingly worship my master is of course a genius." Jiang Yu de se said, boasting when flying, by the way, he also praised himself.

Ling Xia doesn't want to talk anymore. She takes out her mobile phone and prepares to order lipstick. It is estimated that there will be a bloodbath on the Internet soon. Only spending money can calm her mood.

When Zhang Wu saw the news on the hot search, he informed Gu Yueze at the first time. Originally, he thought that general manager Gu would definitely withdraw the hot search immediately and then launch a second wave of counterattack against Tianxing media.

When he heard the news, he did nothing.

Zhang Wu carefully reminded: "general manager Gu, how to deal with the micro blog over there?"

Gu Yueze looked at the picture on the computer and said, "wait for the reply from the other side."

Zhang Wu: "OK, I see." As a qualified special assistant, although I felt that the response of Mr. Gu was a little unexpected, he still carried out the work very seriously.

"Wait a minute." Gu Yueze stopped Zhang Wu who was about to leave and asked, "is your daughter about to take the final exam?"

Zhang Wu, with a confused face, still replied Yes, it's four days before the final exam. "

Gu Yueze said seriously: "after the exam, take it to the company to play."Zhang Wu almost thought that he had heard something wrong. "Mr. Gu, are you serious?" Isn't he the one who hates people who have nothing to do with their work in the company?

Gu Yueze looked at him, Zhang Wu immediately nodded: "OK."

After Zhang Wu went out, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He heard that the rich people have many strange tastes. Suddenly, a lot of plots on TV news appeared in his mind.

Zhang Wu is scared. No, his daughter is only 13 years old.

And Jiang Yu, Gu Yueze the same idea of people, there are several other people.

When Yu Wenwen, Li Hong and even Wei Weidong saw this hot search, they were speechless for a while. What's wrong with forgery is to forge such things.

Seeing the netizens' indignation, they all fly "shameless" behavior in the crusade.

Xiaofeixiang, a fan of Shifei, is busy controlling bottles everywhere. They think that they can't say Shi Fei said such things just based on two chat screenshots. People's microblogs have not expressed their opinions.

Some people who can't tell whether they are patriotic youths or keyboard warriors rush to the latest microblog and scold.

"Isn't it good to be your entertainer? What kind of talent do you have to do

"It's not surprising that a singer can play the guitar and be original. But you say you are Mr. J. that's too much. It's a bit big to cross the border. "

"You have such a big face. If you have the ability to draw a sunset live, I will recognize it as long as I have Mr. J's seven success forces."

"Those who have practiced painting hard since childhood, how big is the shadow area in their hearts. Anyone who comes across any field can become Mr. J."

"Little brother, let's set up a moderate amount of things, and don't get involved in professional matters."

"Do you know what" dry painting "and" wet painting "are? Do you know how many types of pens are used in watercolor painting? If you don't have that ability, don't pretend to be a bully

While the whole network was spraying, Shi Fei released a new micro blog: "since you have picked out all of them, I'll be generous enough to admit that I'm really Mr. J. 】

there is no matching map to prove yourself below. In this sentence, it seems that you are challenging netizens.

Previous netizens have been spraying, this time when the micro blog is released, they are completely out of their senses.

A minute later, more than 40000 messages appeared, all of them scolding him.

"Let's live. We have nothing to say for people like you."

"I'm afraid it's crazy to think red, isn't it good to be down-to-earth? Come on, I'll give you some heat and send you to the hot search. "

"Mom forced him to lose his heart and go crazy. He thought that someone would slander him before, so he sent out his microblog."

"Shifei's fans say that they can't judge it by the screenshots. Now that people's microblogs have been posted, do you feel pain in your face?"

"My little brother is not very old and ambitious. You should not say that you are going to work as a doctor in the next step?"

"It's possible to enter the literary world next, to create a literary work award, film and television works and so on."

"The app dog is shivering. He doesn't want to touch the code, does he? I call you brother when I fly. Let go of my hair

"Shi Fei rushes forward. I believe you need only a little more thick skin. Ma Yun's father is not a dream."

"You all step back, let's first scold the art dog

"Design dogs to support fire silently."

"Electric dogs want to woof (dog head. JPG)"

"Huanyi dog comes to support."

"The business dog came to help."

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When Wu Ziqiang heard that he was Mr. J, he almost choked himself to death when he was drinking water.

"What are you talking about? Did Shi Fei admit it? " Wu Ziqiang still has water on his mouth, and his face is full of disbelief. He takes over the mobile phone handed over by his assistant to watch the microblog.

When seeing the above words, Wu Ziqiang's face unconsciously pumped up, "is Shifei crazy or is his brain in the water? Are you going to abandon yourself and take the black and red route? "

It's not that desperate.

Assistant is also two Zhang monk can not feel the head, "who knows?"

Wu Ziqiang felt a little uneasy, "how do I think this routine is a little familiar?"

Thinking of the previous Gary guitarist lost his horse, Wu Ziqiang's mobile phone was a little unstable. He looked at the assistant beside him and asked, "he can't really be Mr. J?"

The assistant obviously thought of it and hesitated, "no, if he is really Mr. J, why should he keep it from me?"

Wu Ziqiang: "but before he was also hiding himself, would he be original, or Gary's identity?"

Assistant: "it's all about music. It's not surprising that he can write musical instruments from primary school. But painting has nothing to do with music for half a cent. What's more, I've seen the painting "sunset" before. It's really top-notch. Now many artists are imitating it. A person's energy is limited, even if he starts to learn a variety of talents from an early age, he is generally miscellaneous but not refined. "Wu Ziqiang fretted: "then why do you think he sent such a micro blog out, is it difficult to return the stolen number?"

Assistant whispered: "it may really be stealing the number, after all, the vast number of netizens he angered this time, some of whom are hackers

It sounds like a reasonable analysis, but the assistant talks more and more quietly.

Wu Ziqiang still felt something was wrong and ordered: "you always keep an eye on the wind direction on the Internet. If there is something wrong, please report to me immediately."

Sure enough, the assistant came to report again, "director Wu is not good. Jiang Yu, Yu Wenwen, Li Hong and Wei guide all send microblogs to support Shifei."

"Are they sick? This kind of thing is also involved. " In the entertainment industry, people are very smart. Even if they are friends, they don't dare to be rash. If they are not careful, the fire will burn on themselves.

Later, Wu Ziqiang thought that Wei Weidong would forget it. He was a director, and his reputation had little influence on him.

But Yu Wenwen and Jiang Yu have been in the circle for many years. Even if they agree, their team will not allow it.

What's more, there is Li Hong, who is behind the big flower show. He doesn't really know where they dare to publicly support Shi Fei.

"It's not right. There must be something wrong with it." Wu Ziqiang seemed a little flustered, saying: "let's keep those marketing numbers to delete the previous microblog, and the previous release also deleted, the water army also withdrew first."

Not waiting for the assistant to notice out, and found a new situation, "director Wu, master of Chinese painting Tang Xiangyang micro blog support when flying."

Wu Ziqiang's face turned white and he almost didn't stand firm.