I Became Popular After Online Dating With A Big Shot.

Passion Fruit almost thought she was hallucinating, until she found out that her original Weibo account was unblocked, and she replied as if awakened from a dream.

[Trumpet of Passion Fruit] Thank you, President!

Since then, a tacit unspoken rule has spread mysteriously in Xie Qiao's fan circle, don't panic if your account is blocked!Remember to give a briefcase to the person who made the offering, but I really didn't write it myself.

For a time, Xie Yu quickly became the emperor, and his colleagues blossomed, and many high-quality works were born.

Even many passers-by who don't know the inside story can't help but envy Xie Qiao's fans. Nine out of ten fans can write with a pen.

The awards ceremony of the Shanghai Cooperation Film Festival was scheduled for the last weekend in August, and the border town was not far from the awarding city, so Xie Qiao didn't leave early.

But the more important reason is-

I was tossed too hard yesterday.

He can still remember that he was lying weakly in front of the French windows, his forehead was drooping wetly, and the reflection of the glass windows under the night sky reflected the well-dressed man behind him.

Shame.

Xie Qiao blushed, turned her head to look at Yu Hansheng's sleeping face beside her, and complained in a low voice: "Did you...see something weird recently?"

His waist was almost broken.

He thought that Mr. Yu was not awake, so he spoke reassuringly, but suddenly——

He was embraced by a cold hand, and Mr. Yu's sleepy voice came from above his head: "Want to hear it?"

His body froze, and he said "I think" by accident. Of course, he soon regretted this decision.

Yu Hansheng picked up the mobile phone placed by the bed, and while holding him, he faintly read half of the colleagues he saw.

"You were forced to the wall. You didn't have any strength in your body. You could only hug my neck tightly to prevent yourself from sinking. You were so uncomfortable that you were about to cry. Please stop..."

Yu Hansheng put down his phone: "Do you still want to listen?"

Is the current fan scale so big? !

Xie Qiao's face was so red that it was steaming, and he shook his head, his voice was not much louder than the buzzing of mosquitoes: "Enough."

His face showed no sign of cooling down at all, and he wanted to get out of the room, but he was pressed and kissed for a while, and he swallowed all the sobs.

After half an hour, he changed his crumpled pajamas and got out of bed, and walked to the restaurant downstairs.

The ghost had already prepared breakfast. He sat at the dining table and took a sip of the thick seafood and scallop porridge.

The kittens and the goblins sat on the living room rug and faced each other.

The kittens slowly spread out the saved wages one by one in front of the little goblin, holding their heads up reservedly.

Xie Qiao watched the interactions of the little ones curiously while drinking the porridge.

Not to be outdone, the little goblin showed off his salary for this month, which was just equal to the sum of the kittens, but he put another newspaper on it.

——The Goblin Science and Technology Department of Yu's Group has successfully developed a fog curing agent, which can effectively detect corpses, and will cooperate with the Chinese Academy of Sciences to put it into production.

The kittens looked at the newspaper, then at their empty paws, and finally hung their furry heads in frustration.

Xie Qiao put down the porridge, walked into the living room with a smile, sat on the sofa, and rubbed the little heads of the kittens one by one.

When he was about to get up, his eyes fell to the newspaper on the ground and stopped.

The goblins were hired to work in the Yu family. They didn't need to worry about R&D funds. They worked tirelessly on scientific research every day, but it was a pity that they couldn't dig down because they were worried that the building would collapse.

Although many inventions are impractical, such as solar-powered underground miner's lamps, electric earthworm cages, soil making machines...

However, a successful invention can recover all the costs. For example, this time the fog curing agent deactivates the fog and solidifies it into a reagent. Under the action of the reagent, the corpse can't help but reveal its prototype.

After the introduction of the curing agent, a list of detected ones was given, including Master Yunrang.

His gaze paused, hesitating whether to hand in the list.

Akes, who happened to wake up late, sat on the sofa pillow with a carton of milk in his mouth. He couldn't help asking, "Do you think Chen Ruoshuang is a corpse?"

"I don't know." Ax frowned, he didn't feel any biological breath on Chen Ruoshuang.

Xie Qiao looked at the newspaper and said nothing.

Ax caught a glimpse of the young man's expression, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows: "If you want to kill her, I'll go."

He is willing to be the sharpest sword in the hands of young people, no matter ten thousand years ago or now.

But when Ax raised his head, he returned to his former lax look, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Not yet."

Xie Qiao opened his mouth slowly.

He still has concerns about what Abel left behind. With Abel's mind, there is no need to rely on the list to memorize. That only represents one point, and the list is left on purpose.

Does Abel really have that much kindness towards human beings?Xie Qiao deeply doubted this, and he was more inclined to think that the only kindness it had was given to Lan Meng.

He suppressed the plan to hand in the list.

The succubus stayed up late chasing dramas and hasn't woken up yet, so he helps take care of the shop.

Dryad's Forest in a Bottle ranks the top in terms of monthly sales, Nini's seeds are sold out as always, and Succubus's lipstick is the number one seller.

To Xie Qiao's surprise, the stone sculptures made of small stones have firmly occupied the second place in sales since some time ago, and the comments under the products are large-scale metaphysical scenes.

[Spicy Rabbit Ding] Ever since I put a stone sculpture on the bedside, I don’t have nightmares every night

[Sweet and Sour Fish] I always feel that the air in my home is much fresher, strong Amway, ten yuan is not a disadvantage!

[Shu Fulei] I put a stone sculpture in my bedroom, my four-year-old son now comes to sleep with me every night, saying that my room is comfortable to sleep in

Xie Qiao flipped through the comments, he was sure that the stone carved by the small stone was just the most common stone, and he could only attribute it to psychological effects.

What he didn't know was that in Ancheng, not far from the southern defense line, a little boy stood on tiptoe and handed a carrot to the lop-eared rabbit statue by the window.

The little boy said in a childlike voice, "I'll give you some carrots, and bless the fog to dissipate soon."

Carrots tumbled to the ground.

The little boy struggled to pick up the carrot, but he didn't notice a flash of light on the statue, as if tied with a long string, and the other end of the string was——

border town.

After Xie Qiao finished watching the store, he paused with his hands on the screen. It was rare for him to open Weibo to watch his own tweets.

Sure enough, Chaohua didn't see it.

Mr. Yu must have entered Chaohua by mistake.

He couldn't help but turned on a trumpet and appealed in Chaohua.

——It’s better to be moderate, it’s easy to create a bad example for the people who watch it, especially those with simple personalities, can you talk about the bright and clear cyberspace?

His account is a trumpet, and he didn't expect anyone to reply to him, but who knows that the comments will break through a hundred in a few minutes.

[Sugar Heart Egg] Life is not easy to write and sigh, isn't there no way?As long as I have more trumpets, I won't succumb to the dark forces

[Xiaoxiaosu] You’re new here, obviously you haven’t been beaten by life, you’ll know in the future

【Wangzai Milk】Bold!Is that called the beating of life? It means that the president is willing to give us a chance to show favor

Xie Qiao: ...

He flipped through the comments page by page. Compared with fanfiction, he was shocked to find that his fans were in dire straits, and there was a risk of being banned if they were not careful.

The instigator was the president of the support club, and the seal was released only after the article was received. It is known as the collection and distribution center for Xie Yutong's humanities.

From Xie Qiao's point of view, Mr. Yu is a very simple person, and his colleagues have also been affected by this unhealthy atmosphere, so he has to solve it from the source.

He sent a private message in a tactful tone.

[Scallop porridge] reported by Qiao Qiao's new fan, I don't think it is necessary to adopt rough management methods. If it is because of lack of time, you can manage it with others. I suggest strengthening monitoring for colleagues, and it is best to avoid seeing it in super chat Doujin

However, within a few seconds of his words being sent, his brand new account was inexplicably blocked.

Xie Qiao: ... ... is really strict

With the rapidity of the title and the precision of the target, he had to suspect that this fan was a Weibo staff member.

He went back to the room and wanted to go to the website to appeal for unblocking, but his laptop was out of battery, so he turned on Mr. Yu's computer.

After two seconds, the computer turned on.

A folder called Learning appeared on the desktop. He opened it curiously, and a series of files came into view——

It's all Xie Yutong's humanities.

It can be said to be a large-scale fan gathering and distribution center.

He subconsciously helped his waist.