Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 496 The Sound of Nature (25)

The Bo family knew nothing about what happened on the Internet, and Mrs. Bo only had an elderly phone that was easy to contact when doing business, and it didn't even have the function of surfing the Internet.

They just saw that the atmosphere in the program group was not right, so they asked Qing Zhou a few words after she went back.

Qingzhou comforted slowly: "It's nothing, but someone may come to ask you some questions in private later, just answer truthfully."

"...Yes." Mrs. Bao replied, she also knew Qing Zhou's temperament well, although she didn't ask anything, she also knew that Qing Zhou would not harm them, Qing Zhou said that it meant that the matter was not that big, and her thoughts were not too big. It settled down a bit.

But what Mrs. Bo didn't know was that she didn't fully understand Qing Zhou.

This incident actually had a great impact, so big that it can almost be called a bloody storm on the Internet.

The one who contributed the most here was Qing Zhou himself. The navy brought in by May [-]th all had their own defensive buffs. Huayin's public relations department and technical department were almost helpless to deal with them, unless...unless the news came out.

The people in the public relations department glanced at the documents given to them above, and took a deep breath.

It would have been better if this matter broke out later, but now it seems a bit too hasty, and the effect will naturally not be so satisfactory.

It's just that they haven't waited for any action on their side.

Qingzhou's live broadcast started again.

The number of viewers of the live broadcast this time is also very high. The people who eat melons and the audience who follow variety shows are mixed together, and the barrage is predictably lively.

This is both a bad thing and a good thing. The bad thing is that this matter really went out of the circle. If it is not cleared, Huayin and Qingzhou will be blamed for the rest of their lives. But the good thing is also very good. If the live broadcast is done well, it will become popular. It's just a stone's throw away.

So not long after the live broadcast started, the off-site director asked the melon eaters the most curious thing.

"Si Qingzhou, did you write that song at your wedding just now?"

They are leaving here tonight, and Qingzhou is holding the guitar, playing the last farewell song for Bao Yao and Bo Ting.

Hearing that the girl tilted her head slightly, her appearance was still exquisite and sharp.

Barrage:

[I used to eat melons, but... is this young lady really pretty?Those black pictures on the Internet are too degrading. 】

[This angle really looks a bit like that one...]

[This matter has been discussed before, so don't continue to cheat your sister by leapfrogging. 】

Qing Zhou also replied slowly: "It's sort of."

Director team: "..." Is this different from what was agreed?Even if this word is too suspicious, it is easy to be criticized by others, right?
Sure enough, the barrage was also blowing up, and many people had already started saying things like "She admitted it herself, this song belongs to someone else".

Netizens who saw this kind of remarks were stunned, and they only said that it was a cooperation or a reference. Why did they just stamp it and it must be someone else's song?
The director team was silent for a few seconds before continuing to ask: "Did you like singing since you were a child?"

Qing Zhou answered seriously this time: "Yes."

"why?"

This is probably to play some emotional cards here, and the netizens also know the routine. Before they put their hands on the keyboard to type, they heard the little girl in front of the camera on the screen speak in a faint but very clear tone.

"Because my mother is Jiang Waner."

Barrage:

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[Jiang Waner? ? ?Is it the one I know, the Jiang Waner that my mother knows? ? ? 】

The director team also stayed in front of the camera with question marks all over their heads.

No, they don't know either.

(End of this chapter)