Chapter 298

The reason why Shen Wenqian didn't publicize it was because Su Chen was caught reading.

Ruan Qi replaced Su Chen's quota, and Su Chen's fans certainly don't want to. Coupled with Su Chen's reading, Shen Wenqian didn't want the little girl to roll up these messy things, so he simply shut up about the closure of fashion.

Until today, he took this opportunity to slap Peng Huan and Huan fans in the face.

Shen Wenqian sighed and stabbed the little girl around him.

"Ruan Xiaoqi, your fans don't believe you can receive the seal of fashion. Hurry to wind up the microblog."

The little girl gave a clever 'Oh', turned on her mobile phone and reprinted the microblog of fashion magazine.

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Ruan Qi's microblog finally confirmed the fans——

Their family love beans, really received the cover shooting of super first-line magazine!

Suddenly, the marshmallows rotated 360 degrees and rose to the sky in situ.

There was a scream of 'ah ah' in the comment area.

Shen Wenqian's eyes hurt because of the noise. He looked at the time and sent a wechat to the public relations department.

[Shen Wenqian: let's put the message on the marketing number.]

A minute later, an entertainment marketing number named 'Porter' posted a microblog——

[Porter: less than three months after her debut, Ruan Qi won the seal shoot of the first-line fashion magazine. According to the grapevine news, Ruan Qi originally went to shoot the inner page. As a result, Chen Xing, the Chief Photographer, fell in love with her at a glance. No one can have the strength and luck to make top photographers see her at a glance.]

Not long after the microblog was sent, photographer Chen Xing praised it.

Then, the official wechat of fashion also praised it.

This time, both marshmallows and fans of other artists blew up.

As a first-line magazine in China, "fashion" has always maintained its pride in the flower of kaolin.

Even if the partners are front-line celebrities, the official micro of fashion is also very cold.

But what happened this time? Did you make up a replacement? Come and praise the marketing number?

At this time, fashion headquarters, the boss's office.

Gu Feiyang was wearing a bright blue coat and a coquettish pink golden velvet shirt inside. He leaned against the boss's chair like a bone.

On the computer screen in front of him is the background page of fashion official micro.

Sitting on the sofa, Liang Shen, the boss of fashion, glanced at him.

"Fashion magazine needs to shoot hundreds of stars a year, and I haven't seen who you helped. Why? Have you taken a fancy to this Ruan Qi?"

Gu Feiyang lazily picked his eyebrow and smiled like a demon.

"This girl is really to my taste, but I don't dare to make up her mind." he tilted his long legs on his desk. "If you see this in the future, you'd better take a detour."

Liang Shen was surprised: "is she a famous lady of any aristocratic family?"

Gu Feiyang smiled and didn't speak.

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket with two fingers and opened wechat.

[Gu Feiyang: brother nine, I'm clearly on your side. The pre-sale sales of tomorrow's magazine...]

In a minute.

[Xi Jiu: I'm in charge.]

……

The praise given by the official wechat of fashion to the marketing number made the marshmallows who had been oppressed all morning spit out their bad breath.

Don't your fans of Peng Huan say that my house is soft with 18 stars?

Now it's on the super first-line magazine. Does your face hurt?

Of course their faces hurt.

Peng Huan has been on the road for five years before he is qualified to become a closed film character in fashion.

Ruan Qi has only been on the road for three months. Why should she sit with Peng huanping?!

The fans were very angry. Driven by their anger, they rushed to the official micro of fashion and shouted.

["fashion" is getting more and more backward. Everyone dares to invite. A little star with only six million fans dares to be a film sealing character. Wait until tomorrow's sales burn through the center of the earth!]

[@ "vogue" magazine, casually using an 18 line paste star as a closed shot character, have you considered the feelings of those first-line artists?]

[Ruan Qi lowered the first-line level of fashion by his own efforts!]

[strongly change the sealed characters of this month. If you insist on using Ruan Qi, I will never buy Fashion Magazine again!]

[trouble magazine opens its eyes to see the number of Ruan Qi's fans! More than 6 million, you'll wait for the sales tomorrow!]

The crew of "fairy tale" set.

Shen Wenqian holds his mobile phone and frowns at the comments below the official wechat of fashion.

Peng Huan's fans are just as crazy as crazy. There is a miasma in the comment area.

"The navy is taking rhythm."

Shen Wenqian turned off his cell phone, "someone is leading the war."

Mo LAN: "is it Peng Huan?"

Shen Wenqian shook his head.

"It shouldn't be her. No matter how stupid Peng Huan is, he can't let his fans tear fashion. The person who leads the war should want everyone to focus on tomorrow's magazine sales."

Even if Ruan Qi was shot in a super first-line magazine, it can't change the fact that she has few fans.

The man who led the war, using Peng Huan's fans as cannon fodder, made a mess under the official micro of fashion.

Now after such a fuss, everyone knows that Ruan Qi has only six million fans.

So popular, how much purchasing power can you have?

Tomorrow's pre-sale must be pasted.

"This man has high means to let everyone see Ruan Xiaoqi's jokes," Shen Wenqian said.

Mo LAN: "is there a solution? Tomorrow's pre-sale..."

Shen Wenqian: "there was no problem with the pre-sale, but..."

When cotton candy bought Shen Shi's new songs before, it showed super combat effectiveness. It is reasonable to say that with their purchasing power, tomorrow's magazine sales will not be lost.

But now Peng Huan's fans are making more and more noise. Under the guidance of public opinion, everyone has higher and higher expectations for the sales of tomorrow's magazine.

"No paste" can no longer satisfy the psychology of passers-by.

The purchase amount of marshmallow must reach a certain standard in order to avoid being ridiculed by everyone.

Shen Wenqian understood this truth, and Ruan Qi's support committee also understood it.

Qin Qingdi sat in front of the computer, clenching his teeth and banging the keyboard.

[the softness of the old Qin family: get your money ready and hit me hard in the face tomorrow!]

As soon as the message was sent out, the mobile phone on the desk made a 'ding dong' sound.

Qin Qingdi opens wechat.

[it's Xiao Qi: sister Di, I know everything. Don't let everyone waste money on sales. Don't mind those people's words.]

Qin Qingdi pursed his lips and typed a line of words.

[Qin r Tian: soft, if you can't fight a beautiful turnaround tomorrow, you will be ridiculed by the group.]

The little girl sat on the pony bar and saw this wechat. Her beautiful peach eyes bent.

She was about to return a message when Qin Qingdi sent another one.