Ruan Qi immediately said goodbye to Xi Jiu and quit the game.

Xi Jiu looked at the little girl who disappeared into the room and frowned tightly.

"The nine elder brothers... Soft left. Are we still playing?" Qin Qingdi asked.

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He withdrew directly from the game and clicked into the microblog.

Qin Qingdi and Bai Yuchen looked at each other.

Xi Jiu turned on his microblog. At this time, Qin Qingdi's mobile phone rang several times.

She picked up her cell phone and looked at it. Her face changed.

"Sleeping trough! Bitch!"

Qin Qingdi scolded and pulled the laptop on the tea table to open it.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Bai Yuchen asked.

Qin Qingdi quickly logged into the microblog, "Lin Jian, that cheap man touched the porcelain again. It's soft! The big guys are so angry!"

Bai Yuchen was confused. "Who is Lin Jian? What does Miss Ruan have to do with you? Who is the big guy?"

"Lin Jian is a male artist who shoots advertisements with ruruan." Qin Qingdi clapped on the keyboard while giving him popular science. "He touched porcelain Ruan Ruan and took a group photo with Ruan Ruan on his microblog. I'm a Ruan fan. Of course I'm angry!"

Bai Yuchen: "who is that big guy?"

"Soft backup club!" Qin Qingdi rolled her eyes and looked contemptuously at her fiance. "Soft is so cute. Don't you think she doesn't even have a backup club?"

"..." Bai Yuchen felt guilty and whispered, "when did you become a fan of Miss Ruan? Why don't I know?"

"There are so many things you don't know!" Qin Qingdi snorted coldly. "From the day Ruan saved me at the engagement ceremony, I've been her iron powder! I'm now a senior manager of the backup Association. I'm powerful!"

Just then, a big hand suddenly stretched out and robbed her computer.

Qin Qingdi is furious about Lin Jian, and a stomach of national abuse is about to gush out. As a result, I turned around and found that it was Xi Jiu who robbed the computer.

She quickly swallowed the dirty words from her mouth and choked.

"Brother nine... What are you doing?" she asked while burping.

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He frowned and looked at the page opened by Qin Qingdi.

At the top of the page is Lin Jian's latest microblog.

[Lin Jian: meet my heroine again. This time we're still together. @ Ruan Qi, Ruan Ruan Ruan]

The following picture is a group photo taken by his assistant when he was filming with Ruan Qi today.

Xi Jiu's breath is a little heavy.

He clicked on the comment area.

Lin Jian's girlfriend fan is at the front, and then gradually, some different comments are interspersed below.

Like this one——

[WOW! Suddenly I feel Ruan Qi and a Jian are a good match! They are a little cute. What about this pair of CP?]

"What is CP?" he asked Qin Qingdi.

Qin Qingdi quickly replied, "CP is the abbreviation of coupling, which means pairing. In the entertainment circle, it generally refers to lovers or brothers."

Xi Jiu's air pressure suddenly fell several degrees.

He held the mouse and continued to slide down.

In the following comments, more and more people say that Ruan Qi and Lin Jian have CP feelings.

Xi Jiu withdrew from the comment area and looked down at the page opened by Qin Qingdi just now.

Several marketing numbers have intercepted Lin Jian's microblog and brought the topic of "Ruan Lin CP".

"Are you sure Lin Jian did it?" he asked.

"Sure!" Qin Qingdi quickly recaptured the computer.

As she knocked on the keyboard, she told Xi jiuke, "this Lin Jian is so ambiguous. As soon as his microblog was sent, there was a marketing number and a navy with rhythm, which was obviously arranged long ago.

And he used to do that. He's a recidivist.

Deliberately match with female artists to let angry girlfriends attack each other, and then let the marketing number rhythm, saying that so and so female artists don't deserve him, so as to highlight his excellence.

In this way, the heat has also increased, and he can retreat all over, a big white lotus alive. "

Xi Jiu's eyes were cold.

He looked at Qin Qingdi's reply in the comment area of the marketing number and asked, "what are you doing now?"

"Control the comments." Qin Qingdi said, "there is a water army with rhythm in the comment area. Soft fans should brush down these comments and clarify this matter."

With that, she withdrew from her microblog account, logged in to a trumpet again and continued to control and comment.

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He sat on the sofa and stared at Qin Qingdi silently for half an hour, then got up and went back to his bedroom.

Closing the door, he took out his cell phone and dialed wood assistant.

Xi Jiu: "go get 100 microblog trumpets with yellow V certification and high activity, and send them to me in ten minutes."