Everyone thinks the protagonist will be blackened

I recently encountered a very embarrassing thing - someone invited me to do an online interview, as a mentor of the pets Asia cannon fodder organization, to correct the social atmosphere.Speaking of it, this should be regarded as a good thing to show off, but I have always been low-key. Even though I have opened a studio for so many years and guided countless cannon fodder to a better life, I still don’t want to regard myself as a "celebrity" far away from the masses. .

I'm just an ordinary life mentor, but everyone raises my status too high.

Under the repeated requests of the website editor and the strong appeal of the fans, I reluctantly accepted the interview invitation.Speaking of why this column invites me to do an interview, I have to repost the authentic Weibo a few days in advance.

In fact, everyone knows that the real brand filmed an advertisement for muscle-reducing pills, and it was revealed that the first half was filmed by the protagonist, and the second half was shot by a stand-in.

When this incident was first revealed, excited netizens patronized and discussed whether the fleshy article was a fact or a fan, and who the author was. Until a few days later, the initial heated discussion on the celebrity scandal and the protagonist’s attack cooled down, and the media’s work Only then did the reporter discover the deeper social problems hidden in this triangular lace news.

The muscle-reducing pill advertisement was filmed by two different people. Isn’t this false propaganda?What is the real effect of this muscle-reducing pill, is it qualified to be sold as a medicine or health care product?Zheng Gong, as the official attacker of this article, should be a character like a moral benchmark, but he has made such immoral behaviors as false advertisements. What will it do to the cannon fodder and background boards living in this article, and to the readers of this article? What kind of bad guidance?

Yes, I participated in such an interview called "On the Moral Standards the Protagonist Should Have".

It's a pity that Zhengpai Gong didn't accept this interview. He was busy revising the advertisement and dealing with the Food and Drug Administration. I was the only one who logged in to the website on time and accepted the interview from the website editor through YY voice.

The editor always wanted me to start a video or put a photo or something, but I don’t have a camera on my computer, and it’s inconvenient to transfer it from my phone, so I did the interview in plain text, and finally only posted a photo of the main character as a picture .

Because the interview involved a lot of medical knowledge, and I was a bit busy at work, so I posted an announcement on Weibo to suspend the interview for a period of time to complete the consultation work.

The interview is a live broadcast. The conversation between the host and me will be compiled into written materials by a typist and posted online. During the live broadcast, the website will also receive messages from fans, and then forward the messages to me for answers.I didn't expect the fans to be so enthusiastic. I received tens of thousands of comments in just one hour of interviews. Although most people don't care about fake health care product advertisements, most of the comments are meaningless "support" and "likes". There are many hot spots.

The biggest breaking point of the night came from the central character of this discussion, the real attack.He left a long passage and asked me: "Mr. Lei, didn't you agree to be each other's angel? Didn't you agree to help me transform the protagonist into a weak subject? Are you also a muscle man? Are you also Has the plot of the protagonist group been brought down?"

His brain is too big, the host can't hold it, I can only tell him: "I am not a muscle control, just such an interview on the current irregularity in the health care product market. The protagonist does not have any conspiracy, even if there is He won't attack you as a real card, if you don't believe me, you can cooperate with him a few more times, and make a decision based on your own observations and judgments."

Zheng Gong snorted dissatisfiedly: "I will cooperate with him a few more times, and all the little models under me will be taken away by him. Is there any way to accept this? I am so handsome, cool and domineering. The hero is useless! I doubt that he can solve the cannon fodder and his scumbag father and stepmother by himself without me."

This message immediately hit the g-spot of the host and the fans, and the host quickly asked me: "Has our protagonist been blackened now? Does he really not need a real attack? Then please predict, Ben Will the ending of the book be unfinished or abandoned?"

Even the host's focus was skewed, not to mention the viewers who left messages.I thought the momentum was wrong, so I quickly directed the question back to health products: "Whether the author intends to abandon the pit or unfinished, the lives of those of us in the book will continue, but there will be no more people outside the book paying attention. In this case, readers It is destined to be only a temporary brilliance, and the quality of medical and health care products is closely related to our lives. Just as Mr. Zheng is leaving a message, let me ask you a question about the formula and efficacy of this Zheng’s muscle reducing pill.”

Zheng Gong responded positively: "Actually, this drug was developed specifically for He Hua, and I didn't intend to use it to make any profit. The real purpose of shooting this commercial is to let He Hua understand that his image is ooc, and he doesn't look like a weak victim." , and take the initiative to take medicine to cultivate himself. Mr. Lei, is there any way to make him take medicine?"

Before I could answer, the host seriously criticized his lack of organization and discipline: "The purpose of our discussion is to purify the market of medicine and health care products, and let more false advertisements affect people's lives. How can we force the protagonist to eat this kind of future food? A drug that proves its efficacy? Alright, let’s see the next message!”

After finishing this interview, it was almost ten o'clock, the sky was completely dark, and the outside of the office was quiet. It is estimated that there are not many people working overtime until now.I turned on the phone bound to the 400 background, went to the drinking room to make a cup of coffee, walked to the window with the hot cup in my hand, opened the blinds, and put my face on the cold glass.

I was the only one in the whole corridor, and it was very quiet, but the silence was interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone not long after, presumably my die-hard fans came to call for consultation at the end of the live broadcast.I picked up the phone, and a familiar voice sounded from it, but it seemed to be deeper than usual, with a slightly depressed feeling.

He said, "Mr. Lei, I want to see you."

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"Mr. Lei, I want to consult with you face to face."

Qian Ren gripped the phone so tightly that his finger bones turned white.His face was also pale, and he was only wearing a gray cashmere coat, shivering in the wind, fully expressing the feeling of death.The fact is true, his company was annexed by He Hua, although he temporarily kept the 35% of the shares, but from now on he has to live under He Hua's——

Maybe in the future, I will have to completely switch to Cheng Shou and become sisters with Zheng Gong... no, brothers!

The bigger this brain hole was, the more painful his heart was.In order to relieve the sadness of having nowhere to go, he specially bought this windbreaker with a particularly decadent style, and in the cold weather, he ran to the park in the middle of the street to brush up, and called Teacher Lei by the way, Grabbed a trace of warmth from his low, gentle voice.

However, what he got was a cold rejection.Teacher Lei's voice came from the other end of the phone, still pleasant, but extremely cold: "I'm too busy with my job recently, and it's not convenient for me to receive consultations in the company. Let's talk about it later when I have time."

No matter how tactful a refusal is, it is also a refusal.Qian Ren's cold and gloomy heart became more and more painful. He took a deep breath of the cold night air and asked gloomily: "Then where is your studio? Can I go and have a look first? Just look at you through the door." I’m satisfied with the places I’ve stayed... Otherwise, I’ll pick you up by car? Teacher Lei, I treat you as my own teacher. You can rest assured of my character, I will never develop a consultation with you other than relationship!"

No matter how swearing he was, Mr. Lei didn't allow him to come to him. In the end, he only responded wearily: "Recently, I'm handing over work with the company's predecessor. I don't have much time to receive consultations. Let's wait until the work is settled in a few days."

Teacher Lei is so indifferent to him, he must have new fans elsewhere!Qian Ren was holding the beeping mobile phone, and he was so sad that he was about to hang down, his face was pale and his lips were blue.A cold current blew by, and the bleak winter wind easily blew through the coat, which was only elegant but not warm, and whipped him like a whip, making his skin numb and painful.

Resisting the oppression of his physical needs, he raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Ah—ow! Teacher Lei, I must see you! Ah owe! Ah owe!"

Pretending to be cool for a while, cold crematorium.

The illness dragged on for half a month, and the medicine didn't work anymore, and it took a full week of fluid infusion before it was cured.When he came out of the hospital, his face had already been moisturized by the potion, and his skin was as smooth as fat. He was fatter than before, and he seemed to be even more handsome.

Well, if you go to consult in this state, will Mr. Lei feel that his consultation needs are not urgent enough?How about going to see him after two more hungry meals?

Forget it, appearance doesn't matter, his inside is still lovely and pitiful!

After he was discharged from the hospital, he immediately contacted Fa Xiao, who was a senior executive in the telecommunications company, and asked him to help him find out where a number belonged.

When Fa Xiao heard that it was a 400 number, he was a little embarrassed and said: "The 400 number can be bound to many phones, and you can't find it out with just one number. How about this, you call him first, don't disconnect, I will help you slowly." You look up his real number through the call log, and then look up where he belongs.”

Is it like Chafa in a cop movie?It feels quite romantic.Then what should he say when he walks in front of Teacher Lei? "I've been looking for you for a long time", no, this sounds like a bad guy; or "I caught you, baby", this doesn't sound like a good guy... It's not good to be a cannon fodder, flirting skills point It's too full, and it's hard to change the property of Merry Slag Attack.

While thinking, he dialed Teacher Lei's phone number, submerged in the ambiguous atmosphere unconsciously, and asked in a gentle and sweet voice: "Mr. Lei, guess who I am?"

"..."

There was no answer in the receiver for a long time, and then he realized that he had used the wrong flirting skills, and quickly switched to the cabbage mode, coughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lei, I caught a cold a few days ago I had a high fever, and I called you just after I got better, so my attitude is a bit..."

Teacher Lei replied kindly: "It doesn't matter, I should understand the pain of every cannon fodder, and only then can I be a good consultant."

Qian Ren calmly pretended to be a breathless patient, went to the garage and drove aimlessly along the street, chatting with Mr. Lei about his distress of being unrequitedly loved by the protagonist.After chatting endlessly for more than ten minutes, Qian Ren felt that he was being unreasonable, and Faxiao finally sent him a text message.

"No. 12, Yongjia District."

Yongjia District?It is the earliest villa area built in the north of the city. Almost all the local military and political families live there. The Qian family rose later, and the family's property is not top-notch, so they couldn't buy a house there.It seems that Mr. Lei's identity is either rich or noble, no wonder he is so mysterious.

Hehe, I finally found you.

Qian Ren stepped on the accelerator hard, and the speed of the car increased by [-] yards "swish", and it was speeding along the wide eight-lane street.In order to relax Mr. Lei's vigilance, he never forgot to make a phone call all the way while driving. I don't know how many cameras have captured him.But deduction of points and fines are all things in the future. Now that I can see Teacher Lei, the most important thing is to get rid of his sad position of being attacked!

Just half an hour later, Qian Ren drove to the gate of the villa, stopped the car with a flick of the tail, raised his chin and said to the security guard outside the gate: "I am a friend of your master, I have an appointment to come and see you He's talking to him right now."

He held the phone closer and shook it, but without giving the security guard a chance to confirm, he drove the Porsche straight to the door of the villa building.At the door, a dedicated maid stepped forward to stop him and asked, "Who are you? What can I do with my master?"

master?Is Teacher Lei that old? He always thought that Teacher Lei was very young!

Qian Ren nodded, pressed his fingers on the phone, and commanded imposingly: "I am your master's partner, and I want to ask your master about the company merger."

The middle-aged maid dressed in a famous brand said awkwardly: "But the master is not at home..."

The master is not at home, so is it a ghost who called me?Hehe, this woman must have seen that he and Mr. Lei are not real acquaintances, so she helped Mr. Lei hide his home address!Qian Ren wanted to say a few words, but was afraid that he would make a mistake, and exposed that he was not familiar with Mr. Lei, so he shook his phone coldly and said, "I'm talking to him, he's at home, I'm going to see him right now." he."

The maid thought about it for a while, then said puzzledly: "It is true that Mrs. and Mrs. have not come back, only the elder and younger are at home..."

"Where is it!" It turned out to be the young master, that's great, he just said that Mr. Lei is a young man.But who is this Lei family?The home of Chairman Lei from Zhengxie or the home of Director Lei from the Military Commission?

The fashionable maid just said "the study room on the immediate left on the second floor", and he quickly broke into the house and went straight to the room at the end on the left side of the second floor.

The door was tightly closed, and no one could be heard from inside, but there was a "Working, Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, which clearly showed the status of this room.

Qian Ren breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't talked to Teacher Lei for a long time, so he quickly put the phone to his ear.Fortunately, there was a thin breathing sound inside, not the sound after being hung up. It seemed that his Teacher Lei was behind this door, waiting for him to open the door and discover his true identity.

Qian Ren suppressed the surging passion all over his body, gently held the doorknob, suppressed hope and nervousness, and whispered: "Mr. Lei, I finally found you."

The door swung open with a "squeak", and a white light shot into Qian Ren's eyes.The whole room looked deep and warm under the light. The brown-red executive desk lay across the center of the room. On the desk, a table card carved from mahogany caught his eyes first, with the words "pets Asia PETA" deeply engraved on it.

Qian Ren smiled, his smile was like spring breeze melting snow, and thousands of peach blossoms were in full bloom.He pressed the off button, raised his head with a smile and looked at the person sitting behind the desk.