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"My God, so many fans!"

"Yeah, it's scary!"

In Hollywood, in a residence, many beautiful actresses stood in front of the computer, staring at the screen dumbfounded.

On the screen, the nine-digit number made the stars extremely jealous.

You must know that their number of fans is only 10 million at most, and it took many years to grow to this number.

And what about that scary little guy?

It has risen to 300 million in just half an hour, and it is still rising rapidly!

If he is willing to take commercial advertisements, it is estimated that any company will have to fight for the head.

If he wants to enter the entertainment industry, all the stars will be scared to death.

If he follows someone...

Thinking about it this way, the pretty faces of all the actresses turned red, and all of them had wolf-like fiery gazes in their eyes.

"Kolo, don't you know Little Ike? Please beg him to pay attention to you!"

"Ke Luo, think about it, as long as he follows you, those fans will follow him too. I can guarantee that your number of fans will skyrocket by 10 times. It will."

"Yes, yes, yes, send him a message!"

Chloe Moretz screamed at the words of her friends.

That's right, Little Ike and I are good friends. When I was in the White House, I took him around to play.

"Ait him!" "Ait him!"...

All the actresses shouted in unison.

Amidst the shouting, Ke Luo stretched out his hands, trembling @水瓜艾克:

Little Ike, I'm your sister Ke Luo, do you remember me? Please pay attention to me, please?

After typing, Ke Luo checked it, and then hit the Enter key under the expectant eyes of everyone.

Information is sent out.

One minute, ten minutes, twenty minutes...

There was no response from the other party.

The inner expectations of the actresses disappeared, and Ke Luo was extremely disappointed.

It seems that the little guy has forgotten himself, thinking about it, he is a god-like existence, how could he remember such a small person as himself.

Perhaps, in his eyes, there is only his sister Alice.

"Why!"

Ke Luo sighed, and all the actresses also sighed in unison.

Everyone regretted not being able to use the influence of the child prodigy.

Forget it, forget it, there is no shortcut, let's just work hard honestly.

Disappointed, Khloe stood up, ready to leave the computer and go to make-up.

Because, she still has to attend a business event in the afternoon, and she can earn 50,000 yuan in catwalk fees.

Just then, suddenly!

"ah----"

There was a long scream behind him, and everyone screamed after him.

"Gosh!"

"Oh, God!"

"Kolo, look! Look!"

Ke Luo looked at the computer again in doubt, and endless surprises flooded her heart.

Oh, MYGOD!

But see, in my Twitter friends, a red name suddenly appeared: Watermelon Ike.

Yes, it's red, and it's not the same color as everyone else.

This is specially set up by Twitter for Ike, and his account will be at the top of all accounts.

With the watermelon master paying attention to Ke Luo, at this moment, the number of Ke Luo's fans began to skyrocket.

1 million, 10 million, 20 million, 30 million...

"Wow, Khloe, you're rich, you're rich!"

"Ke Luo, we are girlfriends, you must take care of us in the future, you must!"

"Ke Luo, please take care of me, please take care of me!"

Khloe was stunned, really stunned.

That little guy still remembers himself, God, thank you, thank you.

"Look, look, look!" A female star pointed at the screen and screamed again.

Everyone quickly looked at the screen again.

But see: On Colo's twitter page, there are dense messages.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

There are so many messages that they cannot be counted; the refresh rate of messages is almost one page per second.

"The watermelon army is here to visit!" ——Watermelon No. 10766.

"This is the little star Chloe Moretz, right? I didn't expect her to know the watermelon master!" - Watermelon No. 23764 stay.

"For the sake of the watermelon god, passers-by will turn fans from now on!" - Watermelon No. 948746.

"Little star Keluo, you have become a big star! Haha, are you so excited that you cry now?" —— Watermelon No. 8774642.

...

At this moment, Keluo cried, really cried.

It has been 10 years since she debuted in 2003, when did she have such treatment.

A full 10 years!

"I succeeded, I finally made it through!" Ke Luo said with a teary tone.

Behind her, everyone looked at her with envy.

Everyone understands that Khloe has succeeded. In the cruel Hollywood Vanity Fair, she has finally made her mark.

"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

At this time, Ke Luo's cell phone rang quickly.

"Colo, answer the phone!"

After being reminded by his friends, Ke Luo came back to his senses, quickly took out his phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, is this Miss Chloe? Chloe Moretz?!"

It is a middle-aged voice with magnetism.

Ke Luo hurriedly replied: "Yes, this is Ke Luo. Hello, sir, may I ask who you are?"

"I am the president of the Coca-Cola Company. Our company wants to hire you as the image spokesperson of Coca-Cola. Would you like it?"

Coca Cola?

For a moment, Colo was stunned.

Doesn't such a world-class enterprise always look for superstars as spokespersons?

By Ke Luo's side, the friends were also dumbfounded. Because they also heard each other's words.

God, Khloe got rich, really rich.

Coca-Cola's image spokesperson, the endorsement fee alone is tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

This is a spokesperson, not an ordinary commercial advertisement.

really!

He didn't hear Ke Luo's reply, the president of Coca-Cola on the other end of the phone panicked, and quickly said again:

"Miss Keluo, our Coca-Cola company is willing to pay 20 million signing fees, and another 20 million endorsement fees every year, for a total of 5 years."

20 million signing fee? 100 million endorsement fees?

Damn, the total is 120 million.

How many movies would it take to make that much money? How many shows will it take to get half of it?

"Keolo, promise him quickly!"

"Kolo, nod your head, nod your head!"

Friends urged Ke Luo one after another. However, Ke Luo did not immediately agree, but after thinking about it, he respectfully replied to the other party:

"Thank you, Mr. President, for your kindness. Please allow me to think about it? I will give you an answer in three days. Do you think it's okay?"

"OK!"

The phone hangs up.

Ke Luo breathed a sigh of relief. She really wanted to agree just now. After all, it was 120 million. Ordinary people would not be able to earn so much money in a lifetime of work.

The friends were very puzzled and spoke one after another.

"Kolo, why didn't you agree on the spot?"

"That's the endorsement of Coca-Cola, which is very helpful to our cause!"

"Yeah, Keluo, call back and say you agreed!"

Hearing the persuasion of his friends, Ke Luo shook his head and was about to explain to them.

at this time.

"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

The phone rang again, and Ke Luo quickly answered it.

"Hello, Ms. Ke Luo, I'm Pepsi. Our company wants to hire you to be our image spokesperson for a total of 5 years, and the endorsement fee is 130 million. Miss Ke Luo, is it okay?"

Colo: "..."

Friends: "..."

After some perfunctory, Ke Luo hung up the phone.

Then, another call, another call, another call...

Ke Luo answered the phone softly, and at the same time, she also had a doubt in her heart, why don't these world-class companies directly go to the little prodigy as their spokesperson?

Who said they didn't want a little prodigy.

They thought about it so much, they were crazy about it, but the little prodigy didn't accept it.

Not only did the little prodigy not accept commercial endorsements, even Miss Alice did not accept them. They really had no choice but to find someone the little prodigy paid attention to.

Now the number of fans of the little prodigy has reached 500 million, but how many people does he follow?

Only 4 people, only 4 people:

One is his sister Alice; the other three are the three actresses who used to play with him in the White House.

It can be said that at this moment, the phone calls of the three actresses are about to explode.

All of them require commercial endorsements, and the starting price is at least 100 million.

The three female stars got rich, or they reached the sky in one step.

All because of one child, an 11-year-old. His name is-

Watermelon master!