The publisher of the video is a newly registered microblog account called 'your uncle'.
He has several big V's with millions of fans. When the big V's see the video, they are scared to drop the melons in their hands and forward it immediately.
In less than a few minutes, this small video was turned into a popular one.
The whole microblog was blown up!
In Jinhua office, Shen Wenqian, Xu Hao and manager Tang stared at the video on the computer screen like petrified.
At this time, the mobile phone rings.
Ruan Qi connects the phone.
"The video has been sent." the young man's voice came out of the phone.
Ruan Qi said softly, "I see. Thank you!"
Young man: "when will you be back?"
"Don't go back." Ruan Qi wrinkled his small nose. "I'll start school in a few days. I don't have time."
The young man sighed, a little gentle: "then I'll go to DIDU to find you."
"EMM... Wait a minute." Ruan Qi hesitated. "Now is not the time."
Young man: "all right. Are you going into the entertainment industry?"
Ruan Qi nodded, "uh huh."
"The entertainment industry is so chaotic. What are you doing in it?" the man didn't seem to agree, but then he changed the subject again. "Forget it, you can enter it if you want. I'll get a team to help you with public relations at any time."
After Ruan Qi hung up the phone, he looked up and saw Shen Wenqian staring at himself like three red eyed rabbits.
She: "... What's the matter?"
Xu Hao pointed to the computer screen: "where did you get this video?"
Ruan Qi glanced at the video and smiled into a crescent moon.
"If I want to do it, there must be a way."
Xu Hao took a deep breath and wanted to kneel down and call his father.
This nine minute video is the corridor video of the hotel where Shen Wenqian and Yao Xue live. The video clearly recorded what happened that night.
They tried to get this video before. But the hotel said the video that night somehow disappeared.
Xu Hao also spent money to find professionals, but the video was too clean to recover.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Qi did what even professionals could not do.
Xu Hao just wants to kneel down and call Ruan Qi his father.
At this time, manager Tang shouted, "come and see! Your uncle has put something again!"
Xu Hao and Shen Wenqian hurried over.
On your uncle's home page, I posted a microblog——
[P's real garbage @ Yao Xue. Picture: nine long pictures.]
Click on one of them. The picture records every flaw in Yao Xue's processed video in detail!
Xu Hao and Shen Wenqian don't understand these, but manager Tang is professional.
The more he looked, the more excited he was. "Lying in the trough! The great God! He must be the great God!"
"This is a textbook level analysis!"
"I want to worship him as my teacher!"
Manager Tang quickly clicked on the comments.
Sure enough, the comment area has been occupied by professionals.
Qingyishui's' 666 'covered the whole screen, squeezing Yao Xue fans and keyboard men who yelled at bloggers into corners.
Xu Hao: "now that the video is out, it should be reversible. Xiao Tang, conduct public relations immediately and make a hot search for this video!"
"Wait a minute."
Ruan Qi stops manager Tang.
"Don't worry," she said. "It's too early to go to the hot search. Wait. Yao Xue will fight back. If I guess it's good, she will choose to retreat."