"You're really good at it. You've only been in the studio for less than a week, and the pictures and texts you published have already been on the hot search. I'm sure you'll get a bonus this month. I'll have to treat you to dinner then!"
Zhang Yao was slapped on the shoulder and woke up in a daze. When he heard the word 'hot search', he suddenly became excited.
Last night, he originally wanted to do a review of the major celebrities who attended the Yuan's charity dinner, but was overtaken by the studio's seniors. He was worrying about what theme to change when he saw the most popular topic at the dinner. Two people, Jiang Lingxi and Gu Qiantong, sent invitations to the international fashion festival online.
One was voted the best on the red carpet by the public that night. Even the autograph was discussed for a long time, because some people actually tried to steal the autograph boldly and were caught red-handed. The hand-painted items were also auctioned for a high price of 10 million, which can be said to be a fruitful harvest.
The other one is even more incredible. He spent hundreds of millions to buy two grand finale antiques, causing the whole Internet to shout "Miss", and the accounts on various platforms surged to millions of fans overnight.
After clicking on the photos of the invitations posted by the two of them, and looking at the invitations posted by other celebrities, a bold idea suddenly emerged in his mind.
He just did what he said, outputting the message, and worked hard until midnight. He copied and pasted the pictures and texts into his account and clicked to publish. He saw that the number of views increased by the second because of Jiang Lingxi and Gu Qiantong. He was exhausted from not sleeping for most of the night. They were all driven away by adrenaline.
It wasn't until mid-morning that he came back to work from the studio and brought him food. After eating, he fell asleep with his head covered, and then he was woken up by being patted.
Clicking on the sleeping computer, Zhang Yao saw his private message bar flashing before he could click on today's hot search list.
Just click it.
Jiang Lingxi’s agent Tong Yue V: [Thank you. 】
Zhang Yao: "..."
Was this sent to the wrong person or was he just confused?
But none of this matters.
Without thinking much, after closing the private message, he found an entry closely related to him in the middle of the hot search list.
#江宁西国际 Fashion Festival invitation letter was suspected to be forged#
The first picture he clicked on was the one he posted early in the morning.
He remembered that before he went to bed, he had only had more than 10 million views, and now it was approaching 50 million.
There have been more than 100,000 comments.
The remaining bit of sleepiness disappeared without a trace.
After spending most of the night comparing the patterns and fonts on the invitation, and even restoring the areas that had been mosaic-ed, the workload was huge.
But now, all the hard work is worth it!
Click to comment.
He opened the comments with his fingers excitedly.
[It can be seen from these comparison pictures that the blogger is really careful, otherwise everyone would not notice such details. 】
[Jiang Lingxi’s team is not good at fakery. It was exposed just after it was posted. I asked if my face hurts now? 】
[I’ve finished reading the pictures and texts posted by the blogger, but I’m still a little confused. If you didn't receive the invitation, you didn't receive it. Following Jiang Lingxi's current trend, as long as she makes no mistakes, she will receive the invitation sooner or later, so why bother to forge one. 】
[You drank too much at night and got confused and acted impulsively? 】
[It’s been almost a day and Jiang Lingxi’s team hasn’t responded yet. Could it be true? 】
[I believe Jiang Lingxi, who stipulates that the invitation letters must be exactly the same? There are differences between ordinary VIP guests and VIP guests. Invitation letters can also be graded! 】
[Please see clearly, Gu Qiantong’s family background is enough, her invitation letter only has one more handwritten invitation than other celebrities’. How can Jiang Lingxi, a bankrupt daughter, be more important than Gu Qiantong? 】
[I'm just waiting to see if Jiang Lingxi will appear at the international fashion festival. 】
[Ordinary people can actually travel to international fashionable towns. Maybe they can go there as tourists and take a few street photos, which is barely considered a trip, haha. The key point is that only with an invitation letter can you stay at the hotel designated by the organizer of the festival. 】
[You can also enter the hotel as the female or male companion of the invitee. Maybe you have found someone willing to take her. Are you planning to follow up and report on it? Is anyone going? 】
…
Zhang Yao was a little moved.
If he could continue to follow up, wouldn't it be possible for him to become a well-known blogger just by relying on such a picture and article?
The more I thought about it, the more feasible it became.
He liked the comment that provided the idea. After closing the comment, he opened the document and wrote a funding application form with the studio boss.
International Fashion Festival, here I come!
*
At this moment, Jiang Lingxi didn't know that someone had already decided to rely on her to become a blogger with millions or even tens of millions of fans. She was now pouring tea with Chang Ning, who had regained his life.
"Sister Xie Xi." Chang Ning picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, "Sister Xi, you were right. Those couple are really unworthy. They specially chose to rush out to fuck that girl An An when everyone was going to the cafeteria to eat after school. Kneel down, I guess this isn’t the first time this moral kidnapping has happened, it’s such a smooth game!”
"What did An An say?"
"That girl didn't live up to your hard work. Speaking of it, the way she talked to her shitty aunt was a bit like you, haha. I think her shitty aunt was a little stunned at the time. She probably didn't expect An'an to meet. Be so tough.”
Jiang Lingxi nodded to express satisfaction, "That's good. Thank you for making the trip."
"You can't be too polite to me. I also like that girl An An."
Footsteps came from the door.
The two people sitting at the tea table turned their heads and looked over.
While Chang Ning Ma Liu stood up, Jiang Lingxi replaced the tea in her hand with ginger jujube tea without leaving a trace.
Half of the red carpet last night was outdoors. Although the dress she wore was quite thick, it was still much thinner than the cotton down jackets worn by normal people.
In addition, I was a little emotional because of Xu Ling'an's affairs. It was already late to return to Xiyuan, but I still had to take off my makeup and wash up. I didn't go to bed until the early morning. I woke up with signs of a headache this morning.
Someone said forcefully: This ginger-date tea is the only tea she can drink today.
Although her surname is Jiang, she really hates edible ginger!
"Sir, Sister Xi, I'll go back first. If you need anything, just call me."
Chang Ning finished speaking and left.
Shen Yunqing sat on the chair vacated by Chang Ning.
When he lowered his head, he saw only a teacup with a tea bottom left in front of him, "Qingshan Yunwu?"
Jiang Lingxi's face didn't change, her heart didn't beat. She held the cup and took a sip of the ginger-date tea. She frowned and swallowed it, "I brewed it for Chang Ning."
Shen Yunqing didn't expose it, changed the cup and poured himself a cup, "Is the headache better?"
"much better."
Either way, it's good. She doesn't want to drink ginger and jujube tea tomorrow!
"The boss of the Bai family called me."
"Hidden the truth from his mother?"
"Um."
"It seems that I can't bear it anymore. The old lady wants to betray everyone!"
