On a new day, Xu Jingyi was woken up by the alarm clock and reached for her phone sleepily.
The dazzling light made her wake up a little. After counting "one, two, three" in her mind, she gritted her teeth and got out of bed, then swayed to the ground and opened the curtains with a "swish".
"……call!"
Xu Jingyi stretched out in the sunshine, habitually turned on the computer first, clicked on the web version of "Qin Jue's Home" from the favorites, and randomly clicked on one of the live broadcasts to start playing.
The sound of the video was not loud, but it made the air in this small bedroom lively, and even Xu Jingyi gradually became full of vitality.
"Ready to study."
She stretched her muscles a little, picked up the water glass, toothbrush and toothpaste, and went out to wash up.
…
Before I knew it, the sun was rising three poles high.
Xu Jingyi covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, stood up from the desk, and did two chest expansion exercises.
"I've memorized this... I'll review it in three days..."
She picked up the calendar on the table, put a check mark next to the words "Remember the knowledge points of a certain unit" in the box on August 5, and then filled in the schedule for the next few days.
The sound of water droplets sounded. Xu Jingyi picked up the phone with a little surprise and found that it was just a daily push notification popping up from another APP. He couldn't help but smile helplessly and crossed it out.
Although she has a very Buddhist temperament, she has not seen the new Qin Jue for a few days, and she will still miss her.
However, it is Qin Jue's freedom whether to start the live broadcast or not. Xu Jingyi does not want to coerce her like some fans, shouting, "The last time the live broadcast was at the end of July, I haven't seen you for almost a week, come out now."
...So that is to say, it is one thing for Qin Jue to treat his friends as family members, but it is also another thing for him to be too familiar with some people.
Even if the tone is cute, or a few more coquettish expressions are added, the impoliteness and lack of boundaries are still there.
Xu Jingyi frowned subconsciously when he thought of those new fans who were not too sensible.
A thought flashed through her mind, hoping that Qin Jue himself would come forward and say something, and then she deepened the word "Chuan" between her eyebrows even more dissatisfied, because she realized that her previous thoughts were also asking Qin Jue, which was not good.
"An ordinary heart, an ordinary heart doesn't know."
Xu Jingyi put her cell phone away and walked slowly to the kitchen, "Old Qingqing, they are all from "The Cage", don't worry about them, don't worry about them..."
While he was thinking about it, his cell phone beeped. Xu Jingyi took it out and took a look. A happy look honestly flashed across his lazy face.
She clicked on the APP, put on her headphones, smiled and quickened her pace, cooking noodles in the kitchen while listening to the sounds.
"...Hmm. Long time no see. I'm busy. Watching the behind-the-scenes of the live broadcast? Didn't I post a message in advance that day to tell you that I couldn't spare any time? If you don't read the notification carefully, go out..."
Xu Jingyi laughed out loud, accidentally adding a handful of noodles.
This familiar tone of criticizing fans is worthy of you.
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Qin Jue was still walking around as she spoke, and the drones were following her, one on the front, one on the left, and one on the left.
"...There are so many new people here? There are so many materials and gray hair. Don't you do archeology? I have seen too many posts in the topic area. You can register and ask for help, but no school needs you as a new student. The principal, head teacher, and teachers of various subjects are all around to try to understand something. ...Well, good morning."
As Qin Jue spoke, she met a familiar staff member who nodded and called "Team Qin". She took the time to smile in return.
"...Ferocious? Then be fierce. That's the kind of virtue I have. Don't try to trick me with your outrageous filters. If you don't like it, why don't you buy a train ticket and run away overnight? I suggest you don't torture yourself like this."
Qin Jue continued to stride forward with rapid but steady steps. During this period, he met many Lin En Theater employees and responded calmly to their greetings one by one.
In the past two days, she met many people around the handover, all of whom were familiar faces.
Listening to the barrage automatically converted into AI voice, Qin Jue sneered slightly:
"I always talk about things when I have something to say. If I could take some time off from my busy schedule, I wouldn't say 'I'm very busy' to you. On the contrary, since I have said it, it means that I really don't have time. Why did everyone understand and be harmonious with each other before? But to you This gives me a 'I don't understand, I'm going to make a fuss'? Make a fuss in my house, right? What do you want to do?"
She speaks quickly, in a low voice, but in a calm tone. With the fast-moving, smartly mosaicd background and occasional nods to both sides, she exudes an undeniable strength.
"...No malice, just acting coquettishly? Haha. I'm not familiar with all of your IDs. Don't be childish in front of me until I'm familiar with them. Do we have to give each other such a bad first impression? If you don’t mind, neither do I.”
Qin Jue was still walking forward. The distance between her two long legs was already wide enough. In addition, she did not look directly at the camera. She just walked out from all angles with the momentum of walking on a catwalk, lightly The deterrent power penetrates through the screen.
"When was the last live broadcast? July 31st, right?"
"Agent." What she called was not her daughter, but the head of the executive brokerage. "Add a function. Newly registered users after July 31st will be prohibited from speaking frequently within a week. There will be a maximum of one post per week in the topic area, and a maximum of one post per week in the question area. There is a maximum of one question per week, and a maximum of one comment and barrage in the Second Innovation Zone per day. Implement now."
Barrage pools surged up, and many AI voices were mixed together. Qin Jue listened expressionlessly. He happened to see Li Hong passing by and nodded slightly to say hello.
"... Now those who are gloating should pay attention. I can hear the ID in my headphones."
She walked through the internal passage of the staff, her voice still calm, "Make it clear that what I am doing now is to remind the new family members to abide by the rules, rather than one-sidedly safeguarding the status of your old fans. Put down your figure and sense of superiority, Fifty There's no point in laughing every step of the way. ...Well, let's talk."
Qiao Yuansu just came down from the edge of the stage at this time, holding a tablet computer in his hand.
He didn't react at all to the terrifyingly calm expression on Qin Jue's face - this was the most common expression when their team leader/squad leader was talking about business - Qiao Yuansu talked about the problem directly based on the design drawings.
He was not an architectural professional, and some of his stage renovation ideas had many flaws when implemented.
Qin Jue took off one of his earphones and focused on two things, listening carefully to Qiao Yuansu's words.
Although Mori Ran puts most of her energy on her mother, the drones and other functions at home are running normally, and the sounds and images that need to be blurred will be blurred. Qiao Yuansu said it succinctly. , no need to worry about leaking information.
"...Would it be better to change the shape? Leave some room."
She frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to enlarge the design, and roughly drew an oval shape.
Qiao Yuansu pondered for a few seconds: "Okay, I'll think about it again."
"Yeah." Qin Jue nodded, "Relax, if it gets really tricky, Qin Ke's staff can make up for it."
"Understood." Qiao Yuansu nodded, "...is this here?"
He was in a hurry to talk just now, but now he raised his head and noticed the drone floating in the air, and thought Qin Jue was calling someone just now.
"Oh, take some time to maintain the environment at home." Qin Jue answered lightly, "Brother Cong is coming over today?"
"Here, it's the rehearsal room." Qiao Yuansu replied, "...You are too busy. You are already busy..."
The second part of his sentence was intentional. As a veteran, Qiao Yuansu heard Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao talking about what Qin Jue's "home" meant. At this time, he guessed something based on Qin Jue's tone and content, and added in a natural tone.
Qin Jue glanced at Qiao Yuansu and said nothing.
Qiao Yuansu knew that he had been seen through, so he coughed slightly: "I'll go back and change the picture."
"Yeah." Qin Jue nodded.
Then he said: "By the way, don't worry, Qin Ke's people won't come tonight. I contacted them in the morning."
Qiao Yuansu was startled and obviously relaxed: "Okay."
They have to ask people from Qinyi Technology to renovate the stage after ten o'clock every night, but after all, this is a real practice, and there is basically no chance of changing it back or doing it again if you are not satisfied with it once.
In other words, Qiao Yuansu's design and Qin Jue's decision-making must be as error-free as possible.
This is not easy, and it puts a lot of psychological pressure on people.
Qin Jue looked at the time. Today was one of the busiest working days. There were only a few viewers, so the theater troupe where Gao Jiangcheng's daughter worked took a proper rest. There were only two shows of "Mr. Comedy" in the morning and evening, and there were only two shows in the afternoon. During the time after he came out, Li Hong assigned him to the blue group for stage rehearsals.
Watching Qiao Yuansu leave, Qin Jue found a place to sit down and took out the script from his bag that had obviously been turned over many times and had small labels on the corners.
The drone would only take a close-up of her, not the specific content, nor the background.
"...Where did you just talk about?"
Qin Jue looked at the script with her eyes. In the live broadcast room was her terrifyingly calm profile, "Let's continue."
