As soon as Qiao Mu hears the voice of the little girl, the anger on Jun Yan dissipates a lot.
He sighed and eased his tone. "Have you registered your microblog account and hung up my authentication information?"
At the other end of the phone, Ling Zihuan replied without hesitation, "yes, uncle, you know so soon? How awesome
God damn it!
Qiaomu fidgety pinched the eyebrow, "give me the account password, and the vote you initiated, quickly delete it!"
Ling Zihuan did not understand, "why? It's almost a million votes. It's a pity to delete it. No way! "
Listen to the little girl Yizheng's refusal, Qiao Mu patiently explained to her, "I know you want to cheer your seventeen elder sister, but the method is wrong.
Now the Huajin prize will be opened soon. You are not giving her a stir fry, you are recruiting black people. Do you understand? "
After several seconds of silence, Ling Zi hesitated and said, "how can it be? I read on the Internet that the candidates nominated for Huajin award every year will refer to the online popularity as one of the selection conditions!
Second uncle, I'm not going to recruit the 17 elder sister. I want Huajin prize to see her popularity. Maybe that's the key to her success! "
Qiao Mu took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a mouthful, "is it stupid? Even if the Huajin award has to refer to the popularity on the Internet, it was just the time when the nominations came out. Now when is it?
The result of the selection has long been in the hands of the judges. Now you are in a state of emergency. Please give me your account number and password
Hearing this, Ling Zihuan shriveled and sullen, "second uncle, are you sure? Didn't you lie to me? "
"I cheat no one will cheat you, obedient, first delete the vote, account and password to me, I will keep this account later!"
"Oh..."
Ling Zihuan is very reluctant to answer the voice, she quit the call page, login microblog, very reluctant to delete the voting content, ponder, and then hold the mobile phone asked: "uncle, do you say that there is an inside story of Huajin award?"
Qiao Mu squinted, "what are you doing?"
Ling Zihuan solemnly said: "if there is any inside story, or... Would you like to buy the award for the best female match for the 17th sister?
If she doesn't win the prize, it's too much for her to make such a good film! "
Qiao Mu
Do you think the Qiao family set up the Huajin award?!
He had no choice but to laugh. He calmed down and said to the little girl, "what's the inside story? Besides, your acting skills are obvious to all.
If she is really good enough, the judges of Huajin award will not bury her. "
Ling Zi Huan pulled the corners of his mouth, "well, the account number and password are sent to you."
"Well behaved, it's late. Go and have a rest!"
After that, Qiao Mu will hang up.
Those problems on the Internet are still waiting for him to deal with.
Anyway, Yan Shiqi is now Qiao's artist. The little girl is bent on her, but she ignores many realistic factors.
Qiao Mu moved the mobile phone away from his ear. As soon as his thumb was about to press the end button, Ling Zihuan's eager voice came from the receiver again, "second uncle, second uncle, etc.!"
"What's the matter?" Qiao Mu took the opportunity to speak.
Ling Zihuan thought about it again and again, and then tried out: "second uncle, when will you come to see me?"
In a word, let Qiao Mu's heart soft a mess.
But for his reason, I'm afraid he would have gone straight to the airport with his mobile phone.
He can't go, at least for half a month.
Qiao Mu was silent for a long time. The little girl had no bottom in her heart. She was worried that she would offend him. She explained bitterly, "second uncle, I'll ask casually!"