A certain butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America has no idea that its inadvertent flapping of wings may bring a hurricane to the distant state of Florida, USA.
Shao Qing never imagined that this long text message she casually forwarded to Yan Qing could easily make someone in Shichahai worry about gain and loss again.
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Not far away, there is the general manager's office on the second floor of Yan Qing Studio.
Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng spent the whole morning screening submissions for the fourth issue of "Talent Co., Ltd."
The Vila phone that Luo Bing originally planned to give to Yan Qing eventually returned to the studio. Last Saturday, Miao Miao took it back and gave it to Zhang Yameng.
During the screening of the draft, the two girls chatted about each other, and the topic was naturally inseparable from their programs.
It has only been twelve days since "Talent Co., Ltd." was officially launched on August 31, 2019, and it has achieved remarkable results.
The first episode of the program was viewed more than 29 million times on the Whisper Video paid channel.
Due to the wider audience coverage of the carrier, the second phase (suspension today) surpassed the latter in terms of on-demand viewing volume within five days of its launch, exceeding 30 million times.
As a well-known street writer on Whisper said: "It smells good only if you pay for it!"
"Talent Co., Ltd." has not only received a huge amount of real-money on-demand views and acclaimed reviews, but on the social media whisper platform, it has gradually become a norm for topics related to the show to be on the hot search list over the weekend.
Under such a popular background, the three lucky contributors not only received generous royalties from the program team, but also gained extremely high exposure in Whispers.
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Xu Mo'er, who continues her journey to chase the spotlight, has been very busy recently. She has to prepare for the first round of qualification review for the upcoming art exam, prepare for the "Young Seedling Cup" high school student ballet competition in her final year, and also have to study, which is not too easy.
Whenever she has free time, she will still post some pictures and texts related to training and learning on Whisper to record her mental journey.
The difference from before is that the number of fans on her Whispering account has now increased to more than one million, making her a new vitality internet celebrity.
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Rap music critic Shi Fanyu, who has been branded a scumbag by whispering netizens, has been looking very dark recently.
But after all, black and red are also red, and his Whisper account @Cosmos Stars’ average daily visits, reading hours and other data have increased significantly.
Recently, I have received more invitations and promotions than before. Shi Fanyu, who was looking at the meal with a dark face, was also thinking: "It smells really good."
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As for the scumbag who was already in a dying state when he submitted the article, the program team had already learned about his death from the hospital where the author was working when they discussed how to pay the author’s remuneration in the early stage.
Recently, his two ex-wives started a legal battle over the ownership of the 300,000 yuan creative remuneration, and their verbal sparring also attracted a lot of attention.
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The current situation of the three contributors is different, but the actual effect of the strategy of buying horse bones for thousands of dollars formulated by the program team has been achieved.
After being screened by the Whispering Intelligent Big Data System (Whispering Cloud), the number of submissions assigned to the blue v accounts held by Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng has increased many times compared to before.
"Fortunately, Lao Zhang came in time. Without your help, I would have gone crazy."
Miao Miao quickly went through the submissions on the screen page by page. From time to time, she would click on some private messages to categorize and archive them.
"Help? You should do it. Besides, I'm very good at this. Reading letters is also a very happy thing."
After coaxing meow casually, Zhang Yameng was actually faster. She flipped through the private messages in the blue v account of "Talent Co., Ltd." at a glance.
In the past, Mr. Miao was doing all this work alone. The submissions that were filtered and classified by Whispering Cloud in the early stage and flowed to Yan Qing were not too many. Miao Miao even only needed to print and file them all and hand them over to Yan Qing.
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Now that the workload has surged, Miao Miao estimated that she and Zhang Yameng might spend all day on Wednesday working on this matter.
Faintly feeling sorry for Shao Qing and Zhou Peipei, who were working equally hard, Miao Miao never forgot to whisper to Lao Zhang:
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The following is the meow time
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"You help me and I will help you. If you don't help me, I will help you. If I help you and you destroy me, then I will cut you!"
Usually Meow starts with some earthy sayings that fit the occasion.
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"We must pay attention to the selection of articles for this issue. We must keep our eyes open and filter out all the submissions from scumbags."
When I found that Lao Zhang was ignoring me, I interspersed some work topics appropriately.
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"Lao Zhang, do you think Sister Qing Peipei and the others are also screening manuscripts now?"
There was no response, and Meow tried to create an empathic environment.
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"...Lao Zhang, what do you think of this..."
Meow: Increase the body movements of overhand pulling.
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"You are so cool. You actually ignored me. Lao Zhang, lie down here and kill the black chicken..."
Meow: Start singing and causing trouble.
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Immersed in the beautiful and colorful submission stories, Zhang Yameng suddenly appeared in drama.
"Miao Xiaomiao! If you sing "seve" again, we will have to stay here until midnight."
Miao Miao whispered: "Singing songs makes me see faster."
Zhang Ya dreamed that she looked pitiful and she stretched out her hand to help Mr. Meow smooth her fur.
"If my cat could be quieter, this job would be perfect."
The fingertips passed through Miao Miao's short hair, and the feedback was actually very delicate. It was difficult to focus on Zhang Yameng on the screen, feeling both pain and happiness.
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During lunch, Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng printed and bound the more than twenty selected submissions and handed them to Yan Qing.
"Brother Qing'er, this one is our favorite. It's a contribution from a whispering female netizen."
Miao Miao pointed to the submission on the first page, implying that she and Lao Zhang had helped Yan Qing complete the demining operation.
Yan Qing picked up the stack of A4 paper still smelling of ink and looked at it carefully.
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"The sky is most beautiful when it is almost dark, and love is most charming when it is not yet loved."
This sentence probably originated from a personalized signature of a close friend four or five years ago.
Being too young at the time, I only believed the first half of the sentence. It was not until I was in trouble that I finally understood the meaning of the second half.
Later, I gradually gained new insights:
“When it’s almost dark, and the street lamps haven’t been lit yet, it’s the most beautiful and darkest; when love is about to be loved but not yet loved, when there is no ambiguity about what to say, it’s the most charming and most hurtful.”
What kind of state is ambiguity?
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Ambiguity: vague, dark and unclear.
"Book of Jin."
Volume three and four.
"Du Yuzhuan": "I am sincere in my heart, and I dare not use ambiguous opinions to bring trouble to myself."
It generally refers to behavior that is not aboveboard and has ulterior privacy.
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I am not satisfied with the annotations in "Cihai".
In my opinion: Ambiguity means that everyone thinks that I am with him, and only I clearly know the distance between me and him.
Ambiguity means always secretly wondering why he treats me differently from others, but secretly complaining that he refuses to tell the truth.
I'm so ambiguous that I don't even dare to chat with him. I read just a few pages of chat history every night.
The ambiguity was the night when I kissed him under the influence of wine, which was enough for me to think about for many days.
My relationship with him lasted for three full years with this kind of love.
He was my colleague and my boss.
In these three years, I remember his back when he wore every coat.
I can spot him at a glance in the crowd of people commuting to and from get off work in the office building.
The same is true in the night subway that is full of people.
I even know where he is sitting in the office.
How much tea is left in his cupboard?
When will I go downstairs for dinner?
In which restaurant and which booth.
I know all this.
I remember his birthday, height, favorite color, favorite food, and favorite songs.
These are all clearly imprinted in my mind.
I never had him, but I struggled in my heart to give up on him thousands of times.
I understand that all the impatience cannot be exchanged for expectation.
Although I wish I could hug him right away.
I miss him so much in my heart,
But about every step closer to him,
I always walk carefully and timidly,
Maybe there is only one step away between me and him,
To me, it is as long as thousands of mountains and rivers.
However, when I was using all my strength to try to overcome the barriers of thousands of mountains and rivers...
But he gently pulled out a girl who was younger, more beautiful and taller than me from behind.
There was a tenderness on his face that I had never seen before.
Introducing to colleagues in the office:
"This is my girlfriend."
Maybe I had those insights at that moment.
It was also at that moment that I really matured.
I could praise his good vision without changing his expression.
You can also return to the position of friend, colleague, or subordinate.
Our relationship has returned to its original state when I first joined the company:
Occasionally we talk about movies, singers, commuting, and restaurants, all of which are insignificant and calm topics.
Thinking carefully about relationships, it seems that they have never been officially mentioned in the past three years.
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"How is it? Isn't it sad? Lao Zhang almost cried when he saw it. It's so worthless."
Before Yan Qing could look away from the first page, Miao Miao couldn't wait to ask him.
Zhang Yameng smiled brightly and said, "Yes, my eyes were red, but some people just burst into tears."
"Definitely not me, definitely not me."
Miao Miao jumped to deny it and tried to cover Zhang Yameng's mouth.
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"But...don't you...don't you think the male protagonist of the story is a scumbag?"
Yan Qing is confused, what about everyone’s promise to stay away from scumbag content?
Smiling brightly, Zhang Yameng replied: "What I care about is how this girl feels and what it has to do with that man."
"Yes, liking is a very personal matter and has nothing to do with the person being liked."
Miao Miao, who lowered her head, muttered like this.
Without commenting, Yan Qing calmly flipped through the rest of the manuscript.
Zhang Yameng's thousands of words were all reduced to one sentence: "Brother Qing!"
Miao Miao tried to get started and acted coquettishly: "Brother Qing'er!"
"Since you like it so much, let's order it. Let's agree in advance that the song may not be suitable for me."
Taking two steps back, Yan Qing looked like he couldn't resist the two of them and could only passively accept it.
No one knows that underneath Yan Qing’s deep eyes, there is a rippling wave hidden, which is constantly undercurrent:
There was the gray-blue sky that I saw a few days ago at the Caochangdi Art Village on the North Fifth Ring Road;
There is also the indescribable and complicated look in Weng Huaijing’s eyes in the control room of the No. 1 recording studio;
And the part in the text message Shao Qing sent:
"His life is still bright now.
And I can only hold on to the memories of the past