As soon as the photos were sent out, everyone got excited. Although song Jiuyue is not a figure in the entertainment industry, he has always been a topic. At this time, he was entangled with song's president again. Everyone can't help but have a little trouble.

Before that, song September was not favored, and song's property could be said to have no part of her. Later, a new president of song came to replace song Huanshu.

Moreover, the new president does not believe in song, but in Chen. If he can take over the Song family in such a short time, he should have a close relationship with the Song family.

Is this song September's fiance?

In an instant, everyone was excited.

It seems that song Jiuyue and Fu Shao are entangled. In the twinkling of an eye, they hook up with another one, and they even kiss each other. It's really watery.

"With all due respect, song Jiuyue is really the most successful woman I've ever met to hook up with men

"While dominating Fu Shao, and at the same time with Chen Zongqing, she really has no bottom line."

"Well, I've made a profit if I can take any of them."

Although everyone is condemning song September, but a large part of them, or with envy and jealousy.

Song Jiuyue took something from Chen Yibai, but he didn't know it was boiling on the Internet. When he got home, he began to study it quietly. It was only when Fu Jin came to find it angrily that he looked at the other side.

"Fu Jin, what's the matter?"

Fu Jin looked at each other's innocent expression, almost threw the photo on the ground, his chest heaved.

"Song September, look at what you've done. I told you not to go to Chen Yibai, but I didn't listen. Now, everyone says that you're fickle."

When song Jiuyue heard the adjective, he frowned and took the photo in Fu Yan's hand. When he saw the scene above, he took it and put it aside.

"Anyone with a little brain knows that this picture belongs to P."

Fu Jin's face trembled, but most of the people on the Internet had no brains, and sighed.

"What are you going to do?"

Song Jiuyue's eyes are wandering on the computer. She still has a lot of things to do. Now she has no time to manage these unnecessary things.

"Hang on, it will pass. Fu Jin, I'm just a brother and sister with brother Yibai. I just want you to believe me. I don't care what other people think."

Fu Yan's face was still in a rainstorm, but it turned clear at this time. The corners of her mouth were hooked, and she rubbed her head.

"Don't worry, I believe you, but next time, don't do this kind of thing again. Remember to raise your vigilance and pay attention to the people around you at any time. If there is another paparazzi following, you can smash the things in his hand."

"I see."

Song September's fingers move fast, and his eyes are constantly browsing on the computer screen.

The things that brother Yibai gives are more and more interesting and complex. This way, her interest can be aroused.

Fu Jin saw that this person was still addicted to those data, and his eyes softened. He turned around and asked Mo Yi to deal with the news on the Internet, not to let it continue to be popular, or he would be flustered.

Ink a corner of the mouth smoked, do not know why, always feel his boss's head with a piece of green grassland.

In fact, song Jiuyue doesn't care about this. When she has finished processing the data in her hand, she just looks at the Internet and finds that the hot spots are falling all the time. Until Fu Yan should have started, and her mouth is ticking.

I skillfully stole the microblog of big media, which is still the most influential one. I put the photo on it and typed it.

The projection, sensitivity and angle are different, the color scale is too unnatural, the color is lost, the photo is p, Miss Song can be prosecuted for criminal responsibility in accordance with the law, rumors stop in the wise.

After sending such a microblog, she was not busy returning her account to others. In just one hour, the number of forwarding had exceeded ten thousand. She was relieved to make sure that these messages could be seen by everyone.

When Mr. Fu saw the photo, he was furious. He wanted to call him to go back immediately. It's better to deal with the affairs between the other party and song Jiuyue. But when he saw the rumor refuting news on the Internet, he saw that the rumor stopped at the wise man. He frowned again and resisted the impulse to call.

Because the p-image traces in the photos are too serious, there are many great spirits in this aspect on the Internet. Many of them also respond to song Jiuyue's words, saying that the photos belong to P, so we are convinced.

This matter comes and goes quickly, which makes netizens more curious about song September.

But song Jiuyue didn't think so much about it. Her eyes were looking at the data for a long time. It was a little sour. She casually clicked into a singing video to adjust her mood.

But this studio is different from others. The light is not so bright. There are no fill lights, sound cards, or even microphones. There are only a pair of earphones and a mobile phone. The background is curtains. It is not as flashy and cool as others.But the anchor's singing is very good, the voice line is very good, song September looks at each other's face, the more you see, the more you feel that you have seen it.

Patter patter typing, immediately on the Internet to check this person's information, but the other party may still be a small transparent, to some extent, there is no information about him.

With his memory, song Jiuyue entered the school's educational administration system, found out who he was, and finally found out who he was.

It turned out that he was the senior who dropped out of school. His father was seriously ill and needed a lot of medical expenses. At this time, his mother ran away with others, ha ha.

In the school's post bar, there is also the story of this senior, a very excellent person, but compared with the successful alumni, he began to do live broadcast on the low end.

In the eyes of many people, live broadcasting is vulgar. What's more, the elder was an excellent student in the school at the beginning. Now the school post bar is full of sarcasm, saying that he lost the face of the school and made money by selling meat.

The elder never came forward to explain anything, and did not ask for the school's donation. Song Jiuyue asked her to be a elder, and she would not ask for the money of these people. Even if her father's illness was cured, I'm afraid that father would also be infected with heart disease. She paid close attention to each other's microblog without hesitation.

In the next few days, in addition to studying Chen Yibai's things, she spent the rest of her time watching this person's live broadcast. Every time she saw the other person singing, she would shake her hands and constantly reward her.

Fu Jin is very strange. He used to spend very little money in September of Song Dynasty. How come the money in his card is less than 100000 yuan every day recently.

Although one hundred thousand is not enough to tickle Fu Jin, how could song Jiuyue spend so much money every day

After checking the funds, he bit his teeth. Good song September, he used his money to reward Xiaobai.

"Bang!"

One will close the computer, angrily went to the bedroom, found song September is still staring at the screen in a daze, mouth smoke.

"Song September! You are so bold that you dare to use my money to raise little white face

Song Jiuyue heard the sound and was so scared that he got up from the bed and was about to run, but Fu Qian caught him by the ankle.

"Still want to run!! I have to clean you up tonight! "

Fu Yan said gnashing his teeth, a burst of depression in my heart, this kind of thing, which man can stand, damn, he in the end where can't compare with that little white face, a pair of sick appearance.

Does song September like this kind of weak type? Frown ruthlessly a wrinkly, think oneself another day whether to pretend a disease what.

Song September has been dying to resist, quietly used Fu Yan's bank card, she thought that the other side so much money, less than a few hundred thousand will not be found.