"There's something else, please come over here..."
Liu Mingren nodded to Yan Qing, who stood up and planned to go back. He called the members of the program team in the conference room to come over.
Glancing at the two figures, one tall and one short, who were leaving outside the glass door, Liu Mingren lowered his voice and ordered: "Don't harass Teacher Yan Qing."
"Ah, Brother Qing...er, there are still twenty-four people queuing up ahead!"
As Miao Miao walked, she took out her mobile phone and used the app to book a ride. She checked that no one was passing by before she complained softly.
Thinking that it was the rush hour after work, Yan Qing suggested: "Even if there is no queue, the North Second Ring Road will probably be very congested. In fact, it is only five kilometers..."
Miao Miao continued to operate her mobile phone, and echoed with a bitter look on her face: "Otherwise, let's just walk through the Yangzhuang Alley, pass by the internet celebrity restaurant on the south bank of Houhai - Nanyan No. 1, and then go in by the way.
Let’s have dinner.”
"Something's wrong, I feel like the little cat is very resentful."
Yan Qing couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the weirdness in Miao Miao's words.
"I... I really can't hide it anymore. Brother Qing'er... you can see for yourself..."
Miao Miao set up the queue to wait for the bus, casually clicked on a work group in the Weiyan app, and raised her phone to Yan Qingyang.
"Look, almost all the Weibo groups today are like this."
Yan Qing lowered his head slightly and looked at the screen. In a group chat group called "Vogue October Cover Shooting Contact Group", two dynamic emoticons were constantly filling the screen:
…
The young man in the red jacket pointed at the screen. His expression was ferocious and twisted, and he said some harsh words. In a blink of an eye, the young man squatted down with a bowl of fried rice and stuffed it into his mouth. He said two big words with a smile on his face:
“It smells so good!”
…
Hong Soo-hyun, with a devilish smile on his face, hesitated and then spoke, and finally said four words: "You smell so good!"
…
Yan Qing silently pondered all the strange things he encountered today:
Miaomiao wears sunglasses before going out;
Deng Wenbin’s stiff change of subject in the control room of Flashing Star Recording;
The hope in Tan Sen’s eyes when he asked for a photo;
Photography, later on, other team members were unabashedly envious;
Yili's full smile as she peeked into her eyes;
And the weird looks in the conference room...
These visions were combined with the emojis that dominated the screen, plus some reasonable speculations, and he had a clear understanding of his online reputation after the first issue of "Talent Co., Ltd."
"This is unscientific!"
"The foreshadowing in the warm-up video..."
""Li Sao" frankly shows his attitude towards facing the ridicule of emojis..."
"Another joke was released in the interview in the black room to change the position..."
"This is clearly a textbook PR combo that reverses word-of-mouth..."
"It turned out to be the opposite operation???"
Yan Qing was thinking in her mind and controlled her facial muscles with all her strength. She reached out and stroked her hair that was gradually growing into a round inch. She smiled nonchalantly and said, "Let them do what they want. It won't be a matter of a day or two."
He endured the urge to tremble slightly back from his calf muscles, silently thinking to himself, "I'm so stupid...really..."
Seeing Yan Qing's calm reaction, Miao Miao was obviously relieved. She turned over the phone facing Yan Qing and looked at it carefully again, and said angrily:
"Sister Qing dragged me into this group and said she had arranged for our two families to shoot the cover of Wo Gua, but she and other people were always competing for photos in the group, and they kept posting your emoticons."
Miao Miao turned around and looked at the road outside the hospital, sighing: "We can't walk back. The Whispering Official launched an event in the middle of the night last night..."
Yan Qing's raised lips were just about to drop when he heard a series of footsteps behind him. He asked as if nothing had happened: "What activity?"
Miao Miao was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Look for the moments of true fragrance around you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Mu, a young girl from the logistics team of the program group, shyly held her cell phone and approached Yan Qing. She bowed to Yan Qing politely: "Teacher Yan, can I take a photo with you?"
Yan Qing turned around and saw that Zhao Mu was holding Yi Li's arm with her head down and smiling. Behind them were a group of young staff from the program team. Lou Junwei and others were holding up their mobile phones and seemed to be filming and recording short videos.
A voice muttered to Yan Qing's ears:
"Director Liu is too biased. Tan Sen can shoot real fragrance and it is always on the hot search. Why can't we shoot it?"
Zhao Mu's pretty face froze, she pushed Yi Li beside her and defended: "We don't whisper, because we really feel that Brother Qing is particularly stylish today, exuding the charm of a mature man."
Yi Li raised her head and hesitated to help Zhao Mu: "Really...you grow your beard...especially...manly."
"Then let's take a photo together? Or..." Yan Qing naturally smiled like a spring breeze on her face and agreed to the request for a group photo.
He secretly complained to Yi Li: "The few rays of shame in the afternoon are probably a bit of a trichophilia..."
"Come one by one, everyone line up!" Zhao Mu happily waved to the people behind him to gather around.
The entrance to the courtyard was as noisy as a vegetable market:
"Don't jump in line, Lou!"
"Qiuli Gao, let me do it first!"
"My friend is seriously ill and needs Teacher Kangkang Yanqing to get well!"
"What a coincidence, I have a friend here who needs to smell his fragrance to get better."
…
"It's inconvenient! Our car is coming, Brother Qing, let's go!"
Miao Miao was trembling with anger. She took Yan Qing's hand and rushed to the alley. She turned around and said harshly: "Don't even think about it!"
Yan Qing also turned around and gave an apologetic smile, which was replaced by good-natured laughter.
…………
"I haven't ordered Hunan cuisine in a few days. Stir-fried yellow beef, it's the best time! It's just too spicy, phew..."
Not long after returning home, the dinner Miao Miao had ordered in advance was delivered to the door of the house. In the dining room of the back room, Yan Qing stood by the refrigerator, biting the tip of her spicy tongue, looking at it with a calm look on her face.
Miao Miao kept blowing air out of her mouth.
"Is there some milk in the refrigerator? Yes, come on, I'll drink some with you to make it less spicy."
As soon as they finished eating with milk, Shao Qing's phone came in.
Miao Miao put her phone in the middle of the dining table, clicked on the speaker, and said coquettishly and cutely: "Sister Qing, if you post those two emoticons again, I'll... I'll leave the group!"
Shao Qing teased: "Back off, can't I send you point-to-point?"
Miao Miao was Shao Qing's opponent. She was speechless and gritted her teeth for a long time. She had no way to vent her anger. Finally, she took it lightly and rolled her eyes at Yan Qing hesitantly.
"Sister Shao, are you calling me to talk about Whispering Pictures?"
Yan Qing used the magical skill of changing the subject.
The tone on the other end of the phone quickly became serious: "Well, by the way, the employer's background that Xiu Yu made clear has nothing to do with Pantech."