My Family’s Idol’s Vest Fell Again

#时飞 admits he is Mr. j#

Today's Weibo is so lively. Hot search is changed batch by batch. What I saw in the last minute is like this, and it may be changed in the next second. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

The little brother programmer was sitting in the computer room trembling, fearing that Weibo would become paralyzed by accident.

Seeing that the hot search that had just stopped being topped up again, Shi Fei was speechless when he saw the content of the hot search.

Especially when I saw the fake chat log, Shi Fei looked at it and smiled.

Jiang Yu was originally watching the Internet closely, and with the appeal of a big fan in his support club, he was directing Dumbo to counter the black critics.

It's a pity that the enemy's fire is fierce, and the Dumbo is outnumbered, and it seems that it will not be able to survive. Jiang Yu was hesitating whether to call on his little flame to help Master, but he was afraid of self-defeating.

When I saw the inexplicable airborne hot search, I first read it once and almost thought it was a mistake, and then read it a second time, and then rolled and laughed on the sofa holding the laptop: "Where is this idiot? Is your brain sure? ?"

Ling Xia frowned when she saw this scene while sitting: "This is not a good thing. Mr. J's reputation has become famous overseas. He once won glory for the Chinese nation. The other party splashed this pot of **** on Shifei, and the matter will be added. The lead is making a lot of trouble, obviously I want to take advantage of this matter to make him completely defeated."

Jiang Yu clutched his aching stomach with a smile: "It's okay... it's okay." With a breathless smile, the tears from the corners of his eyes were about to fly out.

Ling Xia looked strangely at the person who was smiling at her side, "Why can you still laugh, your master is facing the whole network hacking." This kind of chat records, people in their circle, knew it was fake. But netizens don’t know, someone will believe it.

Jiang Yu rubbed his stiff face with a smile, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "I think some things are really long-lived."

Ling Xia thought that Jiang Yu was mad, so he no longer took out his mobile phone to contact his public relations team, "I will let the public relations team comment on the flight controller."

Whatever happened was Jiang Yu's master, and Ling Xia always wanted to help.

Jiang Yu held Ling Xia's hand and said, "Sister Ling, you don't need it, you just wait to see how these people who framed him are conceited."

Ling Xia wondered: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "It's all like this anyway, let me (gan gan) tell you. Master is Mr. J."

Ling Xia rolled her eyes: "There was obviously someone on the Internet who was using this to frame Shifei. Didn't you see it? Tell you not to use your brain as an ornament, and to think more and not listen."

Jiang Yu: "I know he was framed on the Internet, but he is indeed Mr. J. He painted the one-billion-dollar "Sunset". This time we recorded the first issue of "The Sims" and went to Xianmeng Literature. Do you know that?"

"I know." I didn't know beforehand, but Ling Xia didn't know until after the recording.

“At that time, the masters of the painting academy and chess academy of Xianmeng Literature Club chased Master and they had known each other a long time ago. Teacher Tang Xiangyang personally said that Master is Mr. J, who shocked the world art exhibition two years ago. Master was in the car before. I also admitted this identity to us. I originally wanted us to keep it secret. Who knew that a pilot film would have so many things." Jiang Yu (gan gan) made it clear once (sexual xing).

Ling Xia's mouth was wide open and her face was unbelievable. After a while, she put away her surprised expression and returned to the appearance of a white-collar beauty, sitting gracefully on the sofa.

After five seconds, he turned around and asked Shi Fei: "Is your master a demon? Did he tell you how much he is?" Even if he can sing and be original, he still sings well and the original quality is very high. Playing the guitar is still a rare master. Forget it, now I still paint, the key is to paint very well, a painter recognized internationally.

"I don't know how much he is. Anyway, he is my master. He is the one who makes me willing to worship him. Of course he is a genius." Jiang Yu said eagerly, and praised himself by the way.

Ling Xia didn't want to talk anymore, took out her mobile phone and prepared to place an order for lipstick. It is estimated that there will be a **** storm on the Internet soon. Only by spending money can she calm her mood.

Zhang Wu first notified Gu Yueze when he saw the news on the hot search. He originally thought that President Gu would definitely withdraw the hot search as soon as possible, and then launched a second wave of counterattack against Tianxing Media.

After hearing the news, he did nothing.

Zhang Wu carefully reminded: "Mr. Gu, what should I do on Weibo?"

Gu Yueze looked at the pictures on the computer and said, "Waiting for the reply from there."

Zhang Wu: "Okay, I see." As a qualified special assistant, even though Mr. Gu's response just now was a bit unexpected, he still carried out the work very seriously.

"Wait a minute." Gu Yueze stopped Zhang Wu, who was about to leave, and asked, "Your daughter is about to take her final exam, right?"

Zhang Wu looked dumbfounded, but still responded: "...Yes, it's four days before the final exam."

Gu Yueze said with a serious face: "After the exam, take it to the company to have a fun."

Zhang Wu almost thought his ears were wrong, "Ms. Gu, are you serious?" Isn't he the most annoying that people who have nothing to do with work appear in the company?

Gu Yueze glanced at him, Zhang Wu immediately nodded, "Okay."

After Zhang Wu went out, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Hearing that the rich now have a lot of strange tastes, a lot of TV news stories popped up in his mind.

Zhang Wu was taken aback, no, his daughter is only 13 years old.

There are a few others who think like Jiang Yu and Gu Yueze.

Yu Wenwen, Li Hong, and even Wei Weidong and others were speechless when they saw this hot search. It is not good to forge anything, but they have to forge this kind of thing.

Seeing the anger of the netizens, they all flew ‘shameless’ behavior during the crusade.

Shi Fei’s fans, Dumbo, was busy holding bottles everywhere. They thought that Shi Fei could not just use two chat screenshots to say that Shi Fei had said such things. They did not comment on Weibo.

Some people who couldn't distinguish whether it was a patriotic youth or a keyboard man flocked to Shi Fei's latest Weibo to yell.

"Isn't it okay to be your entertainer? Do you have to do some talent design?"

"It's not surprising that you are a singer who can play the guitar and be original. But if you say that you are Mr. J, this is too much, right?

"You have a big face, and you have the ability to draw a "Sunset" live broadcast. As long as you have Mr. J's seven successes, I will recognize it."

"Those who have been practicing painting hard since childhood should have a shadowy area in their hearts. Any individual who crosses boundaries can become Mr. J."

"Brother, let's do things in a proper way, don't do things in the professional field."

"Do you know what ‘(dry gan) painting method’ and ‘wet painting method’ are? Do you know how many types of pens are available for watercolor painting? Don’t pretend to be forced if you don’t have that ability."

When the whole network was spraying, Shi Fei released a new Weibo: [Since you have picked it up, I will admit it generously. I am indeed Mr. J. 】

There is no picture below to prove myself, just this sentence, it looks more like a challenge to a netizen.

The previous netizens had already sprayed it. Now when Shifei posted this Weibo, they have completely lost their minds.

One minute later, more than 40,000 messages appeared, all scolding him.

"Let's live it live, we fight, there is nothing to say about people like you."

"I'm afraid I want to be mad, isn't it good to be down-to-earth? Come and I will add some interest to you and send you to hot searches."

"Mom|Forced, he is frustrated and crazy, he thought someone slandered him before, but his own Weibo was posted."

"Fans of Shi Fei said that they couldn't judge this matter based on the screenshots. Now that they have posted on Weibo, do their faces hurt?"

"My little brother is young and ambitious. Wouldn't you say that you are going to be a doctor in the next step?"

"It is possible to enter the literary world in the next step and offer some awards for literary works, film and television works, etc."

"The program dog is trembling. He doesn't want to meddle in the code anymore, right? Shi Fei, can I call you brother, let me let go of my hair."

"Shifei fly forward, I believe you only need to be a bit thicker, (gan gan) turning over Dad Ma Yun is not a dream."

"You all retreat, let our art dog scold first&*)%¥#@#¥%."

"The design dog silently supports the firepower."

"Electric Dogs also want to Wang Yiwang (狗头.jpg)."

"Huan Yi Gou came to support."

"Business dog came to help."

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When Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) heard that Shi Fei admitted on Weibo that he was Mr. J, he almost choked himself to death while drinking water.

"What did you say? Shifei admitted on Weibo?" Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) still had water on his mouth, and he took the phone handed over by the assistant to read Weibo with a face full of disbelief.

When he saw the above paragraph, Wu Zi's face (color) unconsciously pumped up, "Is Shi Fei crazy or is his brain flooded? Is this planning to abandon himself and follow the black-red route? "

It's not time to despair.

The assistant was also a monk (touching Mo), confused, "Who knows?"

Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) felt a little uneasy, "Why do I think this routine is a bit familiar?"

Thinking of the part where Gary guitarist lost his horse before, Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) couldn't hold his mobile phone securely. He looked at the assistant next to him in a little panic and asked, "He really is Mr. J, right?"

The assistant obviously thought about it, and hesitated: "No, why should he keep it from Mr. J."

Wu Zi (Qiangqiang): "But before he did not know that he would be original, is he still Gary?"

Assistant: "Those are all related to music. If he started music in elementary school, he would be able to create musical instruments. But he doesn't have a painting or music department. Besides, I have seen the painting "Sunset" before. It’s at the top level, and many painters are imitating it now. A person’s energy is limited, even if he learns multiple talents from an early age, he is usually not sophisticated."

Wu Zi (qiang qiang) was irritable: "Then why did you say that he posted such a Weibo, is it possible that he hacked the account?"

The assistant whispered: "It may be a hack. After all, the vast number of netizens he has angered this time, some of them may be hackers."

It sounds like a reasonable analysis, but the assistant said more and more quietly.

Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) still felt something was wrong, and ordered: "You always keep an eye on the wind on the Internet, and report anything wrong to me immediately."

After a while, the assistant came to report again, "Director Wu is not good, Jiang Yu, Yu Wenwen, Li Hong, and Director Wei all sent Weibo to support Shifei."

"Are they sick? This kind of thing is also mixed." Everyone in the entertainment industry is very shrewd. When encountering this kind of thing, even friends generally don't dare to appear casually when encountering this kind of thing. The fire burned on himself.

Then Wu Zi (qiang qiang) thought, forget Wei Weidong, he is a director, and his reputation is not much influenced by him.

But Yu Wenwen and Jiang Yu are the top players who have been in the circle for many years. Even if they agree to this kind of thing, their team will not allow it.

What's more, there is also Li Hong who is watching from behind, who is not sure where they dare to support Shi Fei openly.

"This is not right, there must be a problem." Wu Zi (Qiangqiang) seemed a little flustered, and said, "Let the marketing accounts we raised delete all the previous Weibo, and the ones that were sent out before. The draft was also deleted, and the navy was withdrawn first."

Before the assistant had time to notify him, he discovered a new situation. "Director Wu, Chinese painting master Tang Xiangyang sent Weibo to support him."

Wu Zi (强qiang) suddenly turned white and almost couldn't stand firm.