All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

It turned out that not long after Gu Ran posted this Weibo, all the team members of Sun also left messages under Gu Ran's Weibo in the name of helping with publicity.

sun-North and South v: [One game is enough!Take a seat in the front row, I want to see Luna! ]

sun-Qingyun v: [Luna is tired of watching, the whole monkey has a look. ]

sun-Sprite v: [The minister seconded the proposal. ]

sun-Feishuang v: [I think there is still a chance to see the mirror? (crying emoji)]

This row of professional teams directly made passers-by and fans look stupid. Among Gu Ran's fans, the proportion of technical fans is much more important than that of Yan fans.

As a result, some fans began to recover from the rhythm of the marketing account, and left messages on Weibo forwarded by Gu Ran:

[I'm numb, why do I have the illusion that the entire Sun is supporting Xiao Yan? ]

[Illusion +1, in my lifetime, I can actually see the sun fit other than the competition, Xiao Yan, listen to me, thank you~ because of you~]

[Hahaha why is there a voice upstairs!But to be honest, this seems to be the first time Burning God has posted content that has nothing to do with the game, right?Makes me wonder if Xiao Yan is really good at playing games (thinking face)]

……

Ning Yan scrolled down one by one, and under these harmonious comments, there were still many inconspicuous provocative remarks.

[Come on, I guess the program group deliberately attracted attention and asked Burning God to cooperate with the promotion?Xiao Yan's reputation in the industry is so bad, so it's not because he wants to use Burning God to clean up his crimes, right? ]

[I'm dying of laughter. I don't know where the group of people upstairs can see that Sun is supporting Xiao Yan. The smoke powder will really put gold on his face, and his teammates can also be used to promote variety shows for the captain. His face is really big. ]

[Ran Shen, if you are held hostage, just blink, we don’t make this kind of bad money @sun-demon]

……

Although the current comments are still severely polarized, it is no longer like last night, full of brainless black and white.

All this is due to Gu Ran's reply.

Skillfully exiting Weibo, Ning Yan found Gu Ran in the WeChat list, and just clicked on the chat box to find that the opposite party happened to play a voice call for her.

Ning Yan was a little surprised by Gu Ran's phone call, and she almost didn't hold her phone steady, and it took only two seconds for her to connect.

The person on the other side didn't expect her to answer in seconds, and asked in a tentative tone: "Xiao Yan?"

Ning Yan lazily hummed, and asked with a teasing smile, "What's the matter? Burning God called me early in the morning, didn't he come to ask me for a gift?"

Gu Ran on the other end of the phone pressed his eyebrows.

Hearing the obvious hoarseness of just waking up in the other party's voice, he also saw that she was still in the mood to joke.

The unreasonably depressed mood because she didn't reply to the message after more than ten hours gradually relaxed.

Thinking of those still radical remarks, Gu Ran's eyes dimmed, and his voice sank half a bit: "I'm sorry, those remarks appeared on the Internet because of me..."

"It seems that I misunderstood?" Before Gu Ran finished speaking, Ning Yan's playful chuckle came from the phone: "Ran Shen didn't come to me to ask for a thank you gift, but to make amends for me?"

"Hmm." Gu Ran didn't hesitate at all.

"That's it..." The other end of the phone seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said briskly, "It's okay, if it wasn't for you, I would still be scolded, after all, they just want to scold me, it has nothing to do with you .”

It is obviously such a cruel fact, but it seems to be used to it from the girl's mouth. Gu Ran's eyelashes drooped, and the tall figure standing in front of the window suddenly looked lonely and lonely.

He remembered the darkest time in his memory.

No one listened to his explanation, no one cared about the reason, and no one cared about the half point behind it.

It's just that those people vented their emotions, until in the end everything was borne by him.

Gu Ran can't remember how he survived those days, after all, it's been too long, or maybe he didn't survive at all.

So... is it really okay?

Ning Yan held the mobile phone in her right hand, and played with the long hair on her chest with the other hand. There was a long silence on the other end of the mobile phone. Just when she wondered if the words just now were too teasing, a loud voice came from the other side. Light sigh.

"Go wash up. If you're really bored, go play games. Don't take the online comments seriously."

Ning Yan was stunned for a while, focusing on the first half of the sentence: "How do you know I just woke up?"

Hearing the undisguised laughter on the other side, Ning Yan's expression was a little unnatural, and he deliberately challenged him with the second half of the sentence: "But the new season is difficult to play, and I may need a certain professional player to join me."

"These two days are relatively busy, and the team is training."

Gu Ran's deep voice came next second, Ning Yan's words got stuck in his throat, and just as he was about to hang up, he heard the other party add another sentence.

"I'm free for three days on New Year's Day. If you want to call, you can call me."

Ning Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and her tone was a bit twitchy that she didn't even notice, "You're the one who led me to fight. I just said that professional players didn't specify their surname."

"Well, I said it myself."

Just take it as an apology to her.

Thinking of this, Gu Ran covered half of his face with one hand, and when the corners of his lips were raised, he suddenly noticed a row of figures lying on his back outside the glass door, and immediately withdrew his smile.

"Suddenly something happened, I have to deal with it."

"Oh, bye then."

"Ah."

Gu Ran hung up the phone, put the phone back in his pocket, turned around and glanced sharply at the row of figures lying on the door.

"Have you seen enough?"

The few people who were lying in a row just now trembled, stood up straight in a hurry and were about to run, but there was a moan like a demon behind them.

"From now on, take an extra step and train for an hour."

Nanbei took back the steps he had just stepped out.

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw submission in each other's eyes, and they lingered in front of Gu Ran feeling aggrieved.

"Boss, we are just passing by..."

"Yes, passing by! We swear, we really didn't hear anything! Boss, you have to believe us!"

Gu Ran raised his eyes a little, and the narrow and long phoenix pupils were full of sharpness, flashing a shallow cold light.

"Really?"

"Yes yes yes! Really! We really didn't hear anything!" Several people nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"Since you haven't heard anything..." Gu Ran curled his lips, and went out the door first: "Then let's train for three hours."

"What???!" All the teammates were astonished.

Looking at the nimble back of his captain, he was stunned for two seconds, then raised his head to the sky and screamed, and there was the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

"I can't live through this day." Qingyun cried and fell on Nanbei's shoulders, "When can someone take care of him, I really can't stand it."

Nanbei looked up at the ceiling at 45 degrees, and sighed melancholy: "Who said it wasn't."