Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Duan Huibo is used to being brushed screen.

At least for days after the concert, during the powder circle riots, a variety of meal shots, live shots, live audio, clips and even support images were widely distributed on the Internet. Many fans who didn't make it to the scene to see the pictures and cry, especially when the concert was over, the fans in the audience and Rodin on stage bowed to each other.

And then the extra concert, and there was the last part of it, and looking at what these fans meant, it seemed like there was a lot to be going on about this detail as part of the tradition of later concerts in Rodin.

“A big big big big big big big big big big big big big big!!!” Duan Huebo's trumpet is filled with countless @, “A Big must have arrived at the scene, right, there are a lot of magnesium aluminum on the scene, which is you?! ”

Duan Shubo usually doesn't speak, the role of the trumpet is to show off (around the fancy album poster or something), forward, like, later stayed in the circle for a long time, found that some of Rodin's fans were really interesting, slowly began to exchange powders, but he didn't say a few words when he was full, and the arrogant style seemed to be low-key, which made him seem even more unusual.

Like this one, several of the "big” people who received the tickets had never actually crossed him before, but all they could benefit from was the truly deadbeat powder that Xiubo had screened for Rodin.

In this regard, Seung Shu Bo's own standards are much stricter than those of Gu Yaxing.

Behind the show, the crowd was busy, and Mirrey helped the gardener take the pair of boots to the lounge, turning into the dressing room and breathing as soon as she saw a repair bobble sliding calmly into the screen with her phone in her chair.

He also knew what they were doing, Shubo, several cell phones, all through his hand, that little trace of the horse inside could not hide his eyes! Those video software piles of local documents, forum microblogs, the accounts to be handed to him, are all about the same people, and when Shubo was brushed, Mi Rui's front page was no more calm than his trumpet.

I took the opportunity to grab something and glanced over, and Miri turned a white eye, for sure.

The phone is playing a moving picture of two people being dropped off at Tokyo Airport by Rodin and Shubo. Rodin smiled and said something to the crowd. Duan Huobo was a few steps behind in carrying a lot of things. He leaned against Rodin very naturally. Rodin discovered his arrival and did not hide. He smiled back at him.

Everyone around him was a little stunned, they looked at each other, the smile was familiar and gentle, and the handmade gifts that the fans gave Rodin were all collected at Duan Shubo's place, and he was reassured.

Miley pulled out a large brush, which is certainly the most spread. Nearly a page and a half from the bottom are exactly the same forwarding messages, and you can't even find messages from many of your mutual powder friends in the circle.

Messages are also very pleasant.

“[Bye] Boyfriend is a creature...”

“Strong...”

“Sticky...”

“Drowning...”

“Sweet cry, open your mouth and put sugar in it! Everyday is a big hand! ”

“Asking to keep the rice cooking alive, you are so sweet, we are no longer able to play...”

I wanted to laugh, but there were people around me who I couldn't laugh at. Mi Rui sighed, put away his phone and pulled out that one too.

Duan Shubo looked at it with anger.

“It's time for the show, sir.” Mirey talked to each other. He thought he had already figured out a temper, but later with Luo Ding, he began to bring tricks like a cat animal: “The phone can be brushed whenever, the tablet is not back yet, what if there is a mistake in the show? ”

Duan Shubo opened his hand with perseverance: “Give me your phone. ”

“Then you're going back to the script.” Miley grabbed the bag and looked at him, and the costumer who ran behind suddenly made a sound: “Miguel! Take a look at the clothes of a teacher and see if you can change them...”

“Oh, I'm coming! Wait a minute.” At the scene, Miley would never have any negative impact on Duan Huo Bo. Ping was very approachable. She immediately turned back and warned Duan Huo Bo, “In less than fifteen minutes, the phone can no longer be played.” By the way, I threw all my bags at Shubo's place.

Duan Shubo saw him run away, opened the bag and looked for it. He touched three phones, and took away Mi Rui's Huawei, leaving two fruit machines.

Turn on the screen, it is the screen of the lock screen just now, click on the already buffered motion picture and appreciate it for a while, he pulled and pulled, looking at those forwarding comments smiling like a fool, looking at the time, randomly like a favorite.

It's backstage time.

Although the catalogue looks like it's only a few tens of minutes away, it's hard to shoot if you really want to, and you have to cut these excerpts off from one to two, or even three hours later, but guests and hosts have to follow the process step by step.

He is now participating in the recording of a talk show, the most viewed entertainment show in the United States, and the host Norson has a funny sense of humor, which is a little ugly, but only equally good.

Duan Shubo and you came to me in a rather even-handed sense. Soon, he immersed himself in the atmosphere of recording the show. I had no idea that the rice circle had turned upside down because of an unintentional mistake.

The tweet of the sticky diagram gradually revealed something wrong, like a familiar avatar appeared in the line of likes.

Of course, after the artist's microblogging fire, similar statues of the villages always lay out. Fans of optimistic viability are always fooled over and over again by the tiny possibilities that may or may not exist, either by tapping into the villa's profile, or by swiping your mouse over the username.

Without hope, it's just fun.

This profile photo of the cottage is really very similar. In the past, those big yellow Vs used to only do a very similar photo shoot, but this time the cottage technology seemed to improve, and the yellow Vs made it look real.

And then I tapped in and I looked at it. Oops, the username is so similar. Is it missing a side or a vertical or a space?

And then everybody played around, and soon, they couldn't laugh.

This account... doesn't really look right...

If the name and title of the village or Big V can be done, how exactly is that fan volume...

There is also a display that has been followed...

Fans shivering their hands opened this account's previous message, moving the number of comments... is it brushed? Is that a fake? Extreme CP fans, right?

Someone began to leave a message under the original po of the launch diagram with a great deal of fear: "Big, we seem to have been... seen... raped...”

Rodin Support: “… take a look at your list of likes…"

I was taller than the sky: “This must be a dream...”

Luo Xiaoding, I am your own mother's meal: “Duan... Da... what are you... knowing... no... knowing... since... what are you... doing...”

Duan Shubo smiled on the show and began to say bad things about the director backwards with the host.

Fans are about to get played out, their speeches stagnate, and thousands more howl quickly in a private chat group.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

“He ordered the po they were born with!!!! ”

“Is this going out of the closet publicly!!!! ”

“The picture of Mom's balls is so beautiful I dare not look!!!! ”

The praised PO owner and the original PO owner had stopped speaking with a lot of fear. Duan Shubo felt like a group of elementary school students secretly playing cards at the end of the class. It was so cool to think that they could escape the class director's ears and eyes. Who knows how to teach the director to watch them on the table?

Look, it's not even a good idea. “You're the ace of spades! ”

Scared the piss, okay? Not flattered at all!?

po master flipped through his past list of speeches, what a natural pair, what shameless love... Duan Shu Bo he won't... see these?

“What should I do...? ”

The rest of the group waved their greetings to her without dying: “Have a good meal, po lord. ”

* * * * *

Miley looked at the time, it was almost time for the show to be recorded, it was getting dark outside, he was also a little hungry, wondering whether to go straight home or take a Hub out to dinner first.

The phone rang, and the call showed that it was an occasional handler he hired to take care of the account for Shobo: “What's wrong? ”

The other person paused for a while and seemed to be thinking about the wording: "Migo, did you go on Teacher Duan's Weibo during this time? ”

Mirey stunned: "Ah? What's the matter? ”

“Two hours ago? ”

Mirey recalled the time she had just seen the diagram, almost two hours earlier, happily admitting: “Go ahead. ”

“What's wrong with you!!!!” The players over there are going to cry. "Check it out on the homepage, Mickey. You're hurting me! ”

I hung up the phone in a hurry, and Miley didn't respond. It took me a while to figure out what they were talking about. I immediately pulled out a microblog on Hub's phone!

Pull out a fruit machine, point it on, A big, Ni paralyzed.

One more, finally got a Hubert, click on it, before the trip message sent a day ago, it looked like there were only 15,000 comments, and now it has surged to more than 30,000!

He startled, tapped on it, a bunch of accounts with a couple of intimate statues of Ro CP, leaving a helpless message with a 'what do I do’ tone ——

Do you know what you're doing? ”

“This is really about forcing a cop to die...”

“Please don't fall in love with Soon, know you two are a couple, okay? Would you mind putting a piece of dirt in the ring? ”

“To be regarded as Alexander...”

……

Like list?

Miley trembled to follow the Pink Circle tutorial with a list of likes, and the eye-catching likes pictures made him black.

He began to think carefully about whether his hands had slipped.

But……

That's right! No, no, no!

Duan Shubo came out of the studio, the host was with him, smiling on his face what was being said, the atmosphere of the two people was very harmonious, behind him was a small assistant.

Duan Shubo said: “I won't go to dinner. I've been busy with work lately. I have a few more shots to show up on time tomorrow morning. ”

The host looked somewhat disappointed: "Very good wine! ”

"I'm not an alcoholic," chuckled Duan Hubert. “But since you like wine, I have some good vintages in my estate. ”

The other party immediately laughed and was about to shake his hand with Duan Shubo to thank him. As soon as he turned his face, he saw an angry little cock-like mire.

“…” the moderator slowed for a moment, whispering, "Did I upset your agent? ”

Duan Huibo didn't know either, but his mouth was faster than his head and he quickly lifted the circle, "He's had some problems with his personal feelings lately. ”

Oh! The other party immediately became clear that the romantic French man gave Mirey a merciful look.

Mirey also wanted the entertainer to ask the sin, facing the host's sympathetic gaze full of holes. Without waiting for him to speak, the other person had come over with great understanding and patted him on the shoulder: “The man's world should be wider. ”

When he finished this sentence, he left, leaving Mi Rui silently to look back. After a moment, he asked Xiubo in a disgraceful way: "What did you say to him? ”

Duan Shubo ignored him at all and walked away with his hand in his pocket.

Miley knew that she was not very dignified in front of Duan Huebo, so she had to follow her like a little daughter-in-law. She tried to have the guts to ask her guilt: “What did you do with your phone?! Do you have any idea what you've done? ”

Duan Shubo: "Ah? ”

“Did you just like it on Twitter?! Isn't it?”

The other party was roaring his biggest anger at the smallest volume. Duan Shubo was a little confused. Finally, he stopped, and some innocent nodded: “Nod, am I using a trumpet? ”

“Paralysis!!! Little eggs!!!!” Miley couldn't help but try to take off her scalp and pull out two phones and shove them in Shubo's arms: “Look! Look which number you ordered!!!!!!! ”

Duan Xiubo also understood what was probably wrong with him. He didn't turn on his phone and stared at Mi Rui instantly.

Four eyes were opposite, and Miley wept: “Ancestor, you are afraid I will do nothing! ”

Duan Shubo paused for a while and asked: "… should we cancel it? ”

“Cancel my ass! Cancel and you're out of your mind! ”

“Just like...”

“You ordered it! Why did you order a natural pair? ”

“…” Shubo had nothing to say and lowered his head to mistake.

Miley can't really do anything about him. In count, Xiubo is more or less his boss. He made a mistake. He is a wage agent who wipes his ass. His willingness to be taught a lesson is already... quite rare.

But this wage went down, and he lived for at least 10 short years.

Mi Rui's heart sighed when he quickly contacted Segment Hand to think about countermeasures.

Duan Xiubo immediately put a pink green case on the small phone case so that it wouldn't get confused. After clicking on the home page, he rarely found a bunch of self-adoring people in a circle to wait for.

Everyone is wondering if Seung-soo Bo accidentally slipped his hand up and liked it, or did he just... lurk in the dining room?

Luoding Support Committee: “Don't take it lightly, with huge resources, and the two of them... Daily hands, maybe it's already big in the rice circle. ”

I'm taller than the sky: “Be sure to find out... why motherfuckers feel like their kids have to learn to be bad. Can't you see all the yellow pieces? ”

Luo Xiaoding, I am your own mother: “QAQ is ashamed, I have no face to go and sign with Luo Xiaoding ID. ”

“Take a selfie! Selfie, one by one! Everyone in the group is going! Be sure to find the suspect trumpet!!!! ”

“I'm going to circle, make a list, find everyone! ”

Duan Xiubao dropped a drop of sweat on his forehead. The suggestion came out, and everyone immediately felt it was feasible. Start brushing the screen by taking a selfie.

I am a working man with clear frameless glasses.

Luo Xiaoding, I'm your own mother's dinner. I'm a little girl who has a special crush on laughter.

Rodin's backup looks the prettiest, but her face is also the sharpest, her faceless, direct view of the lens clearly shows that she seldom takes selfies, and the background seems to be a very luxurious office, her eyes cooling through the screen.

A group of beauties and handsome men started a counterfeit certification campaign, and the inactive account was immediately screened.

Alessandro, a leading rice ring player, is also one of the suspects, in addition to a few insiders who rarely go to PO.

Duan Shubo tried to fake his death, but after a couple of days, he landed on the trumpet and was brushed @ the screen.

“A big!!!! Hurry up!!!! Don't play dead!!!!! ”

“Selfie?! The last side face is fine, the mouth shutter is fine, we are relieved to know that you are a woman!!!! ”

“You can't be a trumpet!?! The picture is so beautiful I can't look at it!!! Big fried chicken!!!!! ”

“…” Shubo held his phone and his palms were sweaty.

What should I do?

Not immortal.