Why can't the lead singer control himself

"Ah? That won't transfer me away, will it?" Xiaojie quickly said, "I don't bring other bands, brother, I just follow you guys."

Zheng Hao didn't believe it: "You didn't say that just now."

"The premise is to bring Brother Wan, if it's someone else."

Zheng Hao was very moved when he heard that: "It's okay, if you have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry."

"Will it be so miserable?" Xiaojie closed her eyes and prayed after listening, "Then I beg all the public opinion. After seeing this video of my Brother Wan, I can reverse the direction of the wind, turn the tide against the wind, and change my fate against the sky!"

After chanting, she closed her eyes and hit the send button.

A new Weibo user named [Jing] posted his first video.

The video begins with "I am Wan Jingjing" and ends with "Give the truth a little more time".

This is the first time Wan Jingjing has been officially exposed to the Internet world.

In just ten minutes, it was reposted, screenshotted, and interpreted by countless big accounts.

In addition, there are instant bursts of hot comments from netizens...

[My God, Brother Battery's boyfriend.So handsome? 】

[Before those high-profile candid shots showed a good figure, I didn't expect Su Yan to be so amazing, I beat idols]

[A top student who quit in a car accident, if it is true, it would be too beautiful and strong]

But taking these fans as the origin, contacting Wan Jingjing's clear and firm reply, gradually some people turned against them.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I took a cp.

[If there is no plagiarism, then there is nothing wrong with Battery Brother supporting her boyfriend, isn't he always talking like that? 】

[After checking, Wan Jingjing took the RCM exam. If he can graduate from this school, he has two talents, so he may be really injured and unable to work in this job, rather than plagiarism failure, unable to do this job]

[I think, people like batteries can be taken down, handsome guys are definitely not embroidered pillows, after all, everyone understands (^^)]

Holding the new phone, Zheng Hao sat on the bed and read the comments one by one.

Read a sentence and comment on it, sourly——

"Did you rely on this face to fool others since you were young, and you have already caught it? You are also a handsome guy without makeup, and you usually dress so carefully, so you have to record videos without embellishment."

Wan Jingjing was packing the lunch box beside him, smiling and ignoring him.

After Liang Suqin came over, she insisted on cooking for her son. The lunch and dinner of the day were prepared and brought over by them when they returned to Zheng Hao's residence.

Fortunately, his parents were there, which saved Wan Jingjing a lot of time and allowed him to concentrate on dealing with these things.

And fortunately, Zheng Jing was here, so he was able to take his parents away at the right time and leave them some private time.

Wan Jingjing sat down after tidying up. After reading Weibo for a while, he was not as naive as Zheng Hao. He felt that the feedback was much smoother than he thought, and pondered: "It feels like someone is pushing."

"It can't be the company, right? Then there are so many numbers, it's a big deal." Zheng Hao felt a little refrigerated, and had put himself from the company's top band to the role of a fringe figure.

Spending money to invite sailors, even in the past, when the band was thriving, Maggie had to approve it depending on the situation.

As for now, it's good that the company doesn't draw a line with the band.

Not to mention Wan Jingjing.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw [Summer Ice Fan and Polar Bear Party] band official Weibo reposted Wan Jingjing's video.

The forwarding copy is - [I also hope that everyone can really hear our voice. 】

Within three seconds, the company's official Weibo retweeted the band's post again, with the copywriting——[Wheatfield Tingfeng's corporate culture has only one word, Real, seeking the truth]

Zheng Hao froze on the interface: "Am I crazy, or Lin Zhang is crazy, or Chen Xiyue went down in a fit of rage and hacked these Weibo accounts?"

Wan Jingjing didn't waste time guessing and called directly.

"Is Zheng Hao crazy, or are you crazy, am I such a person who makes money on my knees?"

Maggie knew there was something in Wan Jingjing's words after hearing half of it.

He scolded them both head-on.

Zheng Hao didn't dare to refute a word, and even wanted to scold himself.

It's still Wan Jingjing who can speak, and he admits his mistakes and recognizes things silently: "It's not that I don't believe you. If it was you, you would definitely be on our side, but there are so many people in the company, and you can't just help us out, really. Blocked by the platform."

After hearing this, Maggie scolded him again: "There are so many people in the company, and none of them said they would give up on you. Tell me, are you a white-eyed wolf, or are you a villain?"

When Zheng Hao heard this, he almost jumped out of bed: "Really? I thought everyone hated me."

Then there was another round of scolding.

This time it wasn't just Maggie, there seemed to be several people next to her phone, who were also chattering into the phone.

There are no more than 20 employees and artists in the company. If Zheng Hao is mixed together, he can tell who it is.

"Except for those like Xiaojie, I don't need to ask. Other colleagues have worked so many extra shifts with me, and they haven't even complained. You two just speculate on us, discouraged, and shake the morale of the army!"

Maggie probably really lasted for too many days, and didn't dare to put pressure on the wounded and Wan Jingjing, so she has been understating it all the time.

It wasn't until now that he found an outlet to vent his anger and condemned them confidently.

The more Zheng Hao was scolded, the happier he was. While covering the back of his head and laughing, he scolded himself in agreement.

"I am discouraged, I shake the morale of the army, and I have the heart of a villain."

After coaxing everyone in the room, he hung up the phone, and immediately changed his face again.

He poked Wan Jingjing's chest: "It's all your fault. I have to call and ask Xiaojie to find out. This time we are not human."

Wan Jingjing turned his hand around and pinched the biting mouth: "Didn't you mutter that you were about to be hidden by the snow?"

Not to be outdone, Zheng Hao poked Wan Jingjing's stomach with the other hand: "You're talking about Lin Zhang first."

After finishing speaking, the two of them remembered at the same time - Lin Zhangzhang's voice was still not heard on the phone just now, and Maggie didn't say what he was busy with.

"That's normal, after all, he's not long since he came here, and with his qualifications, he wants to get ahead."

Zheng Hao didn't know whether to enlighten Wan Jingjing or comfort himself.

He felt in his heart that it would be understandable for Lin Zhangzhang to leave, change to a band, and even cease to be in charge of his affairs from now on.

Even hoped that he could make it.

After all, he was the one who threw away the chance to become famous overnight, and he couldn't stop someone from getting promoted and making a fortune.

After thinking about it, he got a little bit over the top, relying on Wan Jingjing to hurt the spring and the autumn: "Maybe it's a different way, I have worked with you for so many years, although you also called me unreliable, but I never thought that you would be serious." leave me alone."

"Maybe..." Thinking back on the past, Wan Jingjing sometimes felt close at hand, and sometimes seemed far away, and suddenly saw the relationship between flowers through the fog, and now can be honest with each other.

"Maybe at that time, I didn't really disagree with your choice in my heart, it was just because of a different identity."

Zheng Hao was a little moved, and raised his head to hold Wan Jingjing's face: "It suddenly occurred to me that if the melody you wrote for me is to be written into a song, it should be called an accomplice, right?"

Wan Jingjing cooperated with his jumping thinking: "Then what style do you want? Darkness? Desperation?"

"Don't ask me, it's agreed that you will write the complete arrangement, I don't even care about the lyrics", Zheng Hao played a rogue, and then lay on his back on Wan Jingjing's lap, stretched his limbs, and said lazily: "Anyway Well, I don’t accept half-finished gifts.”

"It's still exciting to ask you a question. You are the most difficult Party A to serve in the whole music world. Whoever wrote it, you have accepted everything? If you dare to change a word after I write it, I will stop doing it."

"Don't talk about me, you must have been like this before, otherwise how could you torture Li Dafu like that?"

In order to show off his words, Zheng Hao could turn his elbows out in an instant, and Wan Jingjing was so angry that he went to tickle him.

What he is most afraid of is this trick, it will itch when touched.

Hurry up and beg for mercy, put his arms around Wan Jingjing's waist, bury his head in his lap, and said with a smile: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I praise you, artists are always picky... oh, don't make trouble, let it go!" pass me..."

Click.

The door of the ward opened from the outside.

Zheng Jing appeared outside with a suitcase, looking at his own brother, begging for mercy on the bed charmingly.

He regretted coming this time.

I'm also glad I didn't bring my mother here.

Wan Jingjing quickly patted Zheng Hao away, stood up from the bed, and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Jing is here."

But Zheng Hao didn't think there was anything wrong, but felt that he was disturbed by his brother, and asked, "Brother, why are you here again?"

"I don't want to come," Zheng Jing opened the suitcase, and inside was the quilt ripped from Zheng Hao's bed.

"I went to the hotel with my parents, and my mother insisted that I bring you a quilt, saying that the quilt from the hospital is too thin."

Zheng Hao touched his quilt: "No, I don't feel cold."

Zheng Jing sighed, and patted Wan Jingjing on the shoulder: "My brother is spoiled, he is a little ignorant, thank you for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, he put the quilt on Wan Jingjing's bed, and glared at Zheng Hao: "Snack, artist."

Finished talking and left.

He also shut the door firmly.

Only then did Zheng Hao realize who this quilt was for.

He was a little ashamed and a little happy.

In the end, she took the upper hand triumphantly, pulled Wan Jingjing who was staring at the quilt in a daze, put his arms around his shoulders and said, "My mother still cares about your quilt, she must like you very much, are you happy?"

Wan Jingjing came back to his senses, his eyes were soft, but his mouth was not forgiving: "Why are you happy? I have been liked by my elders since I was a child, which is normal."

"That's over." Zheng Hao coaxed him: "I'm not likable, especially the elders who are professors."

Wan Jingjing smiled, patted him and said, "That's normal, the professor doesn't even like me."

After thinking about it, I added:

"I caused him these things, I guess he will only dislike him even more."

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Zheng Hao's family: Thank God, there is such a good person willing to want him.