Top-notch little vampire blows up

The things to do after debut are more cumbersome and diverse than during the competition. After the ranking is announced on the final night and the live broadcast is over, it does not mean that everything is over.

That night, the players took back their mobile phones, and the Weibo account has been changed to a unified format consisting of the group name "iStar" as a prefix and their own name. The team operation and various companies have already arranged the transfer of rights management. Immediately let the debut group take a group photo together, and then everyone has to write their own debut testimonials and post them on Weibo.

Qiao Zhu has almost never posted on Weibo by himself. His account was opened by the company, and it has always been in the hands of the management staff, and has never passed through his hands.

He was almost a little dumbfounded when he was assigned a task. The reason is...he had very few opportunities to use his mobile phone in the past few months, and the number of times he typed was less than the number of times he ate self-heating hot pot. Looking at the input box was really dumbfounded.

Xia Anran didn't expect that she would be able to make a successful debut by rubbing the tail of No.7, and she muttered, "I typed out an [-]-word promotion speech, and I was so nervous that I didn't finish it just now, can I send these [-] words? Weibo?"

Qiao Zhu stared at him with wide eyes, then continued to look down at his blank input box.

How many characters are eight hundred characters? ? ?

They were nestling in the backstage lounge at the moment, everyone was editing on their mobile phones, and some of them who had a good relationship watched each other side by side.The operator came over to remind them that a bus would take them back to the dormitory in 10 minutes. Although that distance is usually two steps away, it is said that the film and television base is full of fans now, and I am afraid that everyone will show their faces and cause noise and commotion...

"Hurry up, go back to the dormitory after posting Weibo, don't make trouble too late tonight, there are still many things to arrange tomorrow."

When the operation came to urge him for the last time, Qiao Zhu glanced at Xia Anran, and saw that he was really full of words on the screen, flipping through and correcting typos.

He withdrew his gaze, looked around, and saw Tang Jiyuan leaning on a table with his hands propped up, looking at something on the phone screen, looking very leisurely, so he leaned over after thinking about it.

"Brother Tang, have you posted on Weibo?"

Tang Jiyuan seemed to be taken aback by him, he paused, put his phone away, and coughed lightly: "What?"

Qiao Zhu glanced at him suspiciously, and asked, "What were you looking at just now?"

How can it be that people who have always been calm, rarely look a little strange... guilty and nervous?

I was so engrossed in looking at my phone just now, I didn't even notice him coming!

Tang Jiyuan put the phone in his pocket, and shook his head: "No, I haven't got the phone for a long time, just looking through it casually."

Qiao Zhu saw that he was determined not to speak, and that time was running out, so he stopped asking, and turned his attention to the urgent matter at hand.

"I don't know what to post on Weibo, please help me!"

As he spoke, he raised his phone confidently and showed Tang Jiyuan a blank space in the editing box.

Several teammates looked sideways, then silently looked back.

Hmm... just get used to it, they've been used to it for three months, and if they get used to it for a year or two, it shouldn't be too difficult... right?

Tang Jiyuan's eyes fell, he pulled Qiao Zhu to his side, and then moved his head to show him.

"You add the picture first, did you just save it, and post it in the WeChat group."

"No..." Qiao Zhu replied very obediently.

Tang Jiyuan had no choice but to switch his mobile phone screen to WeChat and save the group photo of the debut group just now.

Everyone's debut speeches are free to play. Some people put together a lot of photos during this period, but this group photo is essential.

After saving and adding pictures, Tang Jiyuan was also a little silent in front of the blank editing box, and looked at Qiao Zhu sideways: "What do you want to say, let me type it for you?"

Qiao Zhu scratched her hair in distress: "I don't know, my mind is blank now, I don't know what to post at all... What did you post, let me refer to it?"

Tang Jiyuan: "Thank you everyone, we have made our debut."

Qiao Zhu: "?" That's it? ?

Tang Jiyuan seemed to be able to directly understand the question he wanted to express: "Yes."

Qiao Zhu: "..."

Since No.1 is so perfunctory...ah no, it's so concise, then he...he can do it too!

Qiao Zhu silently took his mobile phone away from Tang Jiyuan's hand, saying that although he was still not proficient in typing, he could still type these words by himself.

It's just that he hesitated for a few seconds when he finally wrote, and chose the exclamation point, which seemed to be a lot more emotional.

He immersed himself in poking the screen syllable by syllable, and typed out a short line of words slowly, completely unaware of the smile and doting in Tang Jiyuan's eyes looking at him.

"That should be all right?"

Tang Jiyuan thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute."

"Ok?"

Qiao Zhu's cell phone was taken away by Tang Jiyuan, and Tang Jiyuan skillfully turned on the camera, changed the front lens, and said, "Let's take another selfie."

He raised his phone, adjusted the distance and angle, and just happened to take pictures of him and Qiao Zhu.

He raised the corners of his mouth, seeing Qiao Zhu's wide-eyed look in a daze, commanded: "Smile, come closer."

So, a few seconds later, there was a "click", and in the frozen picture, the taller young man raised his mobile phone and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Got one.

A good-looking person looks good without any modification in the original camera. Tang Jiyuan looked at it and there was nothing wrong with it. Then he added this selfie to the edit column, then returned the phone to Qiao Zhu, and said, "Okay, let's post it." .”

Qiao Zhu glanced at it, and under the line "Thank you everyone, we are debuting!", there is a group photo and a selfie of two people, which is obviously a normal Weibo, but for some reason, he started to feel inexplicable when he looked at it. The ground blushed and the heart beat up.

It seems weird, but I can't tell what's weird...

At this moment, the election manager shouted outside the house: "The bus is here, ready to go back to the dormitory!"

Qiao Zhu came back to his senses in surprise, and before he had time to think about it, he quickly clicked on Weibo, then put his phone away, and left quickly with the others.

When they got on the bus, the operation staff of the handover team also talked to them a few more times, mainly to remind them that after their debut, they are considered public figures, and many eyes are staring at them, so don't cause trouble at will. In public places, you should be more cautious when speaking, be careful of slippery hands, including "flopping" to reply to fans, etc., and you must pay attention to whether you have any inappropriate remarks...

Qiao Zhu felt a little drowsy when he heard it. He wanted to check Weibo when he could use his phone openly, but he was a little worried that he would slip and press something and give up.

Fortunately, the bus took them to the back door of the dormitory within 2 minutes, and let them get off and go back to the dormitory to rest.

The front door is said to be blocked by fans, and it is still clearing the crowd...

The other contestants who hadn't made their debut had already returned a little earlier. Except for some who had already left tomorrow morning due to urgent matters, most of them would still rest in the dormitory for one more night.

Qiao Zhu went up the stairs that he had walked repeatedly for several months. He saw many packed suitcases at the stairs and in the corridor, and he felt a lot of emotion for a while.

It seems that it was only yesterday that everyone lived in this dormitory building. It was the same at that time. Everyone was carrying their suitcases. thing.

Turning his head sideways, Tang Jiyuan saw Qiao Zhu's look of nostalgia, and couldn't help but smile: "Why, don't you want to be here?"

Qiao Zhu shook his head, throwing those slightly sad emotions to the back of his mind.

"Qiao Zhu!" Xia Anran suddenly called him from behind, then jumped up and grabbed his neck, "We are going to celebrate and play board games all night, do you want to come together!"

Qiao Zhu was startled, turned to look at Xia Anran, a little speechless: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Everyone is too nervous to sleep!"

Qiao Zhu shook his head quickly: "Forget it, I don't like these."

He had watched Xia Anran and the others play games like Werewolf Killing, and the conclusion of the crowd was that he really couldn't play with his IQ, so let's give up!

Xia Anran was not surprised either, shrugged his shoulders: "Okay." Then he looked at Tang Jiyuan again, "What about you?"

Tang Jiyuan slowly pushed Xia Anran's hand away from Qiao Zhu's shoulder, put his own hand on Qiao Zhu again, shook his head and said, "I don't like it either."

Xia Anran twitched the corners of her eyes, and was very speechless at the other party's narrow-minded actions.

But this answer was as expected, and he didn't force it when he got the answer, he just said: "Then you go back, the rest of our dormitory should not go to sleep tonight, so I won't bother you two!"

Qiao Zhu: "..."

He felt that something was wrong, but before he had time to refute the strange words, Xia Anran turned around and ran away without giving Qiao Zhu a chance.

Qiao Zhu was a little embarrassed, but at this moment Tang Jiyuan still chuckled in his ear and said, "Let's go."

Qiao Zhu felt that the roots of his ears were getting hot.

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They returned to the dormitory, only to find that the dormitory next door was where other people celebrated all night.Not only the debut players, but also many people who have not debuted, and the dormitory with poor sound insulation can also hear the noise.

After Qiao Zhu washed and changed his pajamas, he lay on the bed and looked through the unread messages in his mobile phone. Waiting for Tang Jiyuan to go to bed, he muttered: "The housekeepers don't care about it today. They don't know when they will stop arguing."

Tang Jiyuan also changed into his pajamas, and when he sat beside Qiao Zhu, Qiao Zhu felt that the mattress next to him had sunk a bit.

He moved aside very habitually, turned around and sat up, and when Tang Jiyuan took off his shoes and went to bed, he put his feet directly on Tang Jiyuan's thigh.

The live broadcast in the dormitory will no longer be available at this point, and Qiao Zhu has also figured out where the camera is in a blind spot, even if the live broadcast is on, he will never see what they are doing in bed.

Tang Jiyuan chuckled, squeezed his ankle, and leaned over to look at Qiao Zhu's phone: "What are you looking at?"

"Return to WeChat."

There were three to four hundred unread messages on the screen of the phone, and there were twenty or thirty friend requests. Qiao Zhu flipped through them one by one, making his head spin.

Tang Jiyuan put his hand restlessly on his waist and rubbed it carefully, his voice was lowered and seemed a little hoarse.

"These messages are not important, please reply tomorrow."

Qiao Zhu turned to look at him, and when Tang Jiyuan was about to take his phone away, he suddenly remembered the question that he hadn't had time to ask just now.

"Just now in the lounge, what are you watching on your phone and don't let me see it?"