After Rebirth, I and Idol Have HE [Entertainment Circle]

Everyone in the conference room looked at the director of the corporate propaganda department unblinkingly, waiting for his plan.

Wang Chengzhou, director of the Corporate Propaganda Department, placed his hands and ten fingers on the table with his thumbs moving around each other, watching Du Qing with a smile, his small eyes were full of shrewdness: "In this way, you send a Weibo, sincerely. A little bit of a vote or a blessing to An Rong, it means that your relationship is very good. On the fan group, I also conveyed the meaning to the administrator, saying that it was a misunderstanding before, and whoever posted the video should be deleted as soon as possible."

Du Qing's eyebrows jumped and he froze in place.

Guo Peiru also looked at Du Qing for the first time, then hesitated, then turned his gaze to Wang Chengzhou: "If it is posted, those videos still haven't been deleted?"

Wang Chengzhou smiled politely and explained with a good attitude: "If you didn't delete it, it means that this matter has nothing to do with Du Qing himself. If we start another plan, there is no loss."

The implication is that if those videos are deleted, then Du Qing will be a bit dangerous.

This logic is easy to understand. If the person posting the video is a passerby audience, then no matter what Du Qing said, she would not care, or even know it at all.

But if the person posting the video is a fan of Du Qing, and Du Qing immediately deletes the video as soon as he posts it, it is a bit unusual. Even if there is no evidence to prove it, it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with Du Qing.

A coincidence is a coincidence, too many coincidences are caused by human beings.

"But..." Du Qing was also a little panicked at this time. She even began to suspect that the person who posted the video was a fan of her, so she was anxious and hesitantly said: "But, even the one who posted the video People are my fans, even if she deletes the video, it doesn’t matter to me, I really don’t know."

"Du Qing." Wang Chengzhou frowned, tapped his hand on the desktop, and said with a point: "Anyway, those who make trouble are your fans. This is already determined. What we have to think about now is how to solve it. This matter, of course, does it have anything to do with you in detail? I can't say that I don't care about it. Right now, this plan can be said to be the most time-saving and labor-saving plan with the least impact. I hope you can cooperate."

Du Qing could no longer say that he did not cooperate.

Du Qing's lips moved a few times, and the inexplicable anxiety in his heart became more and more serious.

"I think this method is good." The person sitting at the top nodded, looked around at Lin Yile and Liu Yihan, pursing his lips and asked, "What do you think?"

Liu Yihan looked at the person on the other side and smiled slightly: "Of course I support it. Right now it's the best solution to the problem, but Du Qing is not an artist under my hand after all, let's look at Mr. Lin."

Lin Yile on the opposite side admitted that she was at a loss in this matter, and she unconsciously shortened Liu Yihan's head. She had been angry for a long time, but she could only hold it back, her irritated look from Liu Yihan's face that was not smiling. Passing up, looking at Du Qing behind, nodded and said solemnly: "Yes."

Du Qing took out the phone slowly.

From the moment she entered the door, the people in the room actually didn’t care what she said, or her self-defense and self-certification, as if she was just a chess piece, and the person playing chess decides everything. The chess piece itself does not need a little self-awareness. .

This makes Du Qing, who has always been held up, especially uncomfortable. What's even more uncomfortable is that she doesn't know how to clear her suspicion, because she has hinted at the fan Hei Anrong before, and then thinks that those in the video are all her own. Fans, now she can't argue.

No one would believe her at all.

"Hold on." Chen Xin looked at Guo Peiru on the opposite side, and said with a solemn eyes: "To avoid suspicion, I think Du Qing shouldn't touch his mobile phone from now on."

Guo Peiru frowned and said dissatisfied: "What do you mean?"

"I like to go straight, so I won't go around. If this matter is really instigated by Du Qing, and now she has listened to Director Wang, in order to clear her suspicion, she will quietly send a message to the person who took the video. She doesn't want to delete whatever she sees?"

Chen Xin pulled the corners of her mouth slowly, and said with a polite smile: "I am also considering the company to minimize this possibility. After all, the netizens outside do not know that the people in the video are Du Qing fans. Hidden danger, solving the problem now is the most important thing."

"Ah, yes." Wang Cheng patted the table on Monday, then looked at the person sitting in the first place, with a guilty conscience, withdrew his hand, coughed and nodded and said: "In this way, I'll send it. Our corporate publicity department is better than anyone else. Those who want to solve this problem are absolutely impossible to do any small actions, Mr. Lin, Mr. Liu, what do you think?"

Du Qing shook the phone in her hand in a panic, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but she also knew that to refuse at this time was to show her guilty conscience, so she could only accept it.

From the moment she walked in, she could only accept it.

Everyone agrees to this proposal, and no one cares what Du Qing thinks at this time.

And Du Qing didn't even have the opportunity to refuse.

Du Qing watched the phone being taken away, and the anxiety in her heart became more intense. She wanted to say something urgently, but at this time, it was inappropriate to say anything, so she could only look at Guo Peiru blankly and begged silently.

She came out in a hurry, without makeup, and cried again at the company, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her face was pale, like a little white flower swaying in the wind.

Guo Peiru's eyes paused slightly on her, without giving a hint, he helped Wang Chengzhou beside him enter the password.

The Weibo notification sound was clear, and Wang Chengzhou eagerly looked at Guo Peiru and said, "It has already been sent out, where is the button group?"

Guo Peiru took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, opened the work button and classification, found the fan management group, and clicked on it.

After the news was sent, there were news prompts on Koukou and Weibo every moment. Everyone in the room didn't move or talk. They just stared at the two mobile phones, one white and one red, on the table.

Du Qingxin mentioned her throat and swayed from side to side uncomfortably. Every time she heard a sound, her heart shook, and her palms were soaked with cold sweat.

She didn't know where her panic came from, so she had to attribute it to tension, but at the moment, she had no way, just like a death row, waiting for the sentence to be pronounced.

Everyone is waiting here.

After Wang Chengzhou sent the news, he pushed the phone forward and placed it at a distance from him. Then he took out his phone and kept refreshing this and that Weibo.

At this time, the retweets and comments on that Weibo have risen to four digits, with fans and passers-by from all walks of life, but Wang Chengzhou has rich experience and can tell at a glance that there is no water in these data, and there is no navy under the entire Weibo. Mark of.

After five minutes, Wang Chengzhou refreshed again, but saw that Qingqing Zijin’s Weibo homepage was empty, and the fierce Weibo that a group of people was discussing just now was gone!

Wang Chengzhou immediately sat up straight and searched for keywords.

@大马哈哈哈: Eat melons and watch the show, so I won't stand still, but the laser pointer stinks.//Sorry, this Weibo has been deleted by the author.

"It's done!"

Wang Cheng patted the table on Monday and stood up. He was so excited that he looked at the person sitting in the first place and said, "Delete!"

Du Qing's eyes went black, and his face was instantly bloodless, shaky.

Guo Peiru originally believed her, but at this time she couldn't help but began to doubt. She took her mobile phone and clicked on the button group. Du Qing's fan management group received it in a row, and some people also raised questions.

"...No, it's not me."

Du Qing retorted with a sobbing self-talk, but now no one cares what she is talking about.

With this result, Liu Yihan smiled triumphantly, "Now, can we talk about the follow-up punishment and compensation measures?"

...

In the building not far away, Xu Xiaodi was holding a tablet and was also scanning the news. When she saw the notification from the fan group, Xu Xiaodi smiled a little.

An Rong came in after taking a shower, looked at Xu Xiaodi suspiciously, and asked casually: "What are you looking at? You are smiling so happy?"

Xu Xiaodi deleted the Weibo that he had just posted, and registered a Weibo account.

This video came from Du Qing’s fan base. Many people recorded the video at the time. However, Chen Xin warned them not to go out and talk more. People in the group sent a video to see, and sure enough, someone posted it.

Although the person withdrew in time, Xu Xiaodi downloaded it, intercepted a part of the video before Wang Yunshui spoke, hung up the VPN, and modified his IP address. Even the avatar used was the avatar that Du Qing used in Weibo a long time ago.

A part of Du Qing's fans were attracted to support in the past, and the momentum was built.

When Weibo received the private message from the Enterprise Propaganda Department, Xu Xiaodi knew that the time had come.

She replied to the people who wanted her to delete the video in a very silly voice: The garbage company will close down sooner or later! Guo Peiru is dead! TS will go bankrupt tomorrow! I'll post, I'll scold! I just see her not pleasing to the eye! Send another message to Sima! I will not delete the video.

After Xu Xiaodi sent the message, he blocked the other party. After the blockade ended, the screenshot was sent to Du Qing's fan base, which immediately attracted a group of young fans to support and forward it.

When she received the fan management notice, Xu Xiaodi looked at Du Qing's new Weibo again. The wording was obviously not Du Qing's tone, which showed that Du Qing's Weibo had been controlled by the company.

The wait is now!

As soon as Xu Xiaodi deleted Weibo, he withdrew from Xu Xiaodi's fan base, leaving no trace.

Xu Xiaodi smiled and closed Weibo, opened his own group of training videos, switched easily in one second, calmly and calmly said to An Rong: "I saw a joke."

An Rong was originally just asking casually, so he didn't take it to heart, he was just a little curious, would Xu Xiaodi still read jokes?

An Rong had something in his heart, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Sister, I have something to ask you." An Rong had already climbed onto the bed, and looked down at Xu Xiaodi with the probe beside the bed.

Xu Xiaodi heard the sound, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw An Rong's leaning half of his body, and immediately glared at her, "Just ask. I can hear you when I lie back. Be careful to fall off."

An Rong gave a cry, but didn't move. He looked at Xu Xiaodi and asked, "Do you know how Du Qing feels when he likes you?"

Xu Xiaodi was taken aback for a moment, and said with a laugh: "...how long has it been, why do you remember to mention it now?"

Her smile is the kind of smile that can stand the test of time, meaningless. If she insists on saying something, she has a little bit of doubt, but she has no emotion at all about the issue of An Rong.

Xu Xiao leaned on the pillow and quilt, with a leisurely posture and gentle eyes.

An Rong looked at her without blinking, "I just want to ask, what do you think."

Xu Xiaodi:...

Xu Xiaodi dumbly remembered it seriously, then frowned and smiled helplessly: "It doesn't feel much."

"no feelings?"

An Rong asked suspiciously: "Disgust, nausea? Is there any?"

Xu Xiaodi put his fingers on the edge of the tablet and said with a smile: "It's good, even if... I don't have to be so severely nauseated, right? Sexuality is free."

An Rong narrowed his eyes, thought about it, and asked, "So, happy?"

"I'm crazy?" Xu Xiaodi frowned, "I don't like her, what am I happy about? What's wrong with you tonight?"

Xu Xiaodi was puzzled, and carefully filtered all the people and things that An Rong had come into contact with this day in his mind, and found nothing unusual, but why did he suddenly remember to ask this?

"Oh." An Rong lay back and said, "It's nothing."

She just remembered that she didn't even know Xu Xiaodi's sexual orientation, let alone whether Xu Xiaodi liked herself?

After all, Xu Xiaodi said, she doesn't like homosexuality in the team, and she persuaded herself more than once, let it go if it can.

And in the last life, Xu Xiaodi did have a boyfriend later.

An Rong was very worried and decided to use Du Qing as a touchstone, but she could not try anything.

Asked directly, she felt that Xu Xiaodi couldn't tell the truth.

An Rong frowned tightly, and after a while, poked his head out again.

"sister."

Xu Xiaodi looked away from the tablet and looked up at her, "Huh?"

An Rong whispered: "Then if, if I say I like you..."

She cautiously put the ending sound behind "you", dragged a heart-pounding thin nasal sound that seemed to be lingering, anxiously probing, and finally uttered without any foreshadowing.