Chapter 63

A few minutes later, the topic of Chen Fu Zhiyao's editing microblog was directly on the top of hot search.

Although the comments area is still scolding, but Fu Zhiyao is not so concerned.

Uncomfortable comments, don't read them.

He cut to the trumpet to refresh, CP fans are indeed in the jubilant new year.

@Xie Yu's girlfriends outside circle: I really don't want to eat sugar. Fu Zhiyao forced me!! How to edit micro blog? It's too sweet!!! Is there a real captain who says so much!! I feel dizzy. [picture sharing]

[these two people are just like strangers in the past few years. They don't interact with each other at all. They can't even get into business like this. Can't you see that it's the brokers who let them do business I'm impressed. Thumbs /]

[can you reply under CP Fen microblog?? Any interaction? You can see, there will be more interaction in the future, even if you want to have less Chen Hai.

[we Fuyu, even if it is a commercial CP, is the best commercial CP! The fragrance is strong!! 】

[re 1L: do you know that people don't interact with strangers in private? People are making out on the way to work. Well, the same group has been eating and living together for several years, and you are a stranger here? You got under the bed?? 】

[reply 5L: what's so intimate? My brother is so resistant. Everyone can see that it's Xie Yu's pasted pen. When he sees a paparazzi shooting, he pastes it up. It's shameless]

...

Fu Zhiyao's finger on the screen gives a slight pause, and he can't help but reply to that Weifen.

@Xie Yu, the world's No.1 cute girl: [reply 6L: Xie Yu didn't post backwards]

after replying, he dropped out to see other CP powder's microblog. He was knocking sugar, but he would add a sentence he didn't want to see at the same time:

although it was a commercial CP, it was really sweet.

They are clearly not commercial CP

Fu Zhiyao's eyes darkened.

"it's time to go

It's the assistant knocking at the door.

Fu Zhiyao put down his mobile phone and went out.

……

Hill, hotel.

Shen Mo returned to his room and opened his microblog. After reading Fu Zhiyao's microblog, he called his agent directly.

"Hello, Shen..."

The agent was interrupted before he finished saying, "Haige, Fu Zhiyao's microblog, are you in charge now?"

“…… Just returned it to him. " Chen Hai's phone frowned, "why?"

"It's OK. Just ask." Shen Mo stood in front of the mirror and gently picked his eyebrows.

Overnight, it seems that the whole world knows that Chen Hai wants him and Fu Zhiyao to form a team in order to praise Xie Yu.

The papers are all over the place. He's not blind.

Chen Hai's consistent means.

If he can't see anything, he's been in this regiment for so long.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Mo tapped gently on the table.

His eyes sank slightly and he thought in a despicable way.

What if Xie Yu knew that the birthday microblog that made him so happy was not sent by Fu Zhiyao himself, but by his agent?

He hoped that Xie Yu would be happy all the time.

But this time, he I want to be selfish.

……

After thinking about it, Shen Mo puts down his mobile phone and opens the door to find Xie Yu.

But as soon as the door opened, he ran into Xie Yu, who was standing in front of the door with his suitcase.

Young man with a mask, wrapped himself tightly, see him suddenly open the door, seems to be scared.

He stepped back, smiling a little, beautiful pupil Yun broken light, "deputy."

"You are Are you going back? " Shen Mo looked at the suitcase he was dragging and asked with a frown.