The Idol Group and the Crown

The security guard sent by the organizer was cut wide.

Huo Jian was taken to the rest area by them, and the team doctors handled it urgently.

"A bit deep." The team doctor said solemnly: "We have to go to a private hospital."

Xie Lianyun deeply breathed: "Will he scar?"

"It shouldn't be," Huo Jian sucked his nose. "When I was a kid, I was beaten so many times by my dad, and my head was knocked out without scars."

"Don't comfort me, let's sew it first," Xie Liyun clenched his wrist and gritted his teeth. "That dog fan is probably an actor. This is definitely not that simple."

If he is only targeted at him, he disdains entanglement with them in the abyss.

But now--

His younger brother was injured because of this incident and his eyes were almost--

The person in charge of the organizer hurried over, bowed and apologized repeatedly to them, and drove them to the hospital.

Plastic surgeons and dermatologists have been waiting at the nearest place, after confirming the wound, took Huo blade to the suture room.

"...Any inch will pierce your eyes." The nurse lowered her voice. "Who is so ruthless?"

Bo Jue, uncharacteristically lifeless, accompanied Xie Lianyun and patted his shoulder gently.

"Don't blame you." He said coldly: "This is not right."

Xie Lianyun sat outside with red eyes, and asked emotionally, "What about Uncle Jiang? Why is Uncle Jiang still not?"

First of all, it was mocked and attacked, and then the blade was splashed with dirty water in New Year's Eve.

Where is the company? Uncle Jiang, what is he doing?

Why have they suffered so many undesirable disturbances in the past two years?

Long Ji was still on the phone, hanging up and muttered: "Unable to get through, still on the phone."

Xie Lianyun hit the bench with a punch.

Twenty minutes later, their broker talent was finally late.

The five teammates were surrounded by Huo Jian, who was tied with gauze at the corner of his eyebrow, and looked at the uncle's eyes with indifference and resistance.

"Dr. Wu, please lend us a meeting room." Jiang Shu didn't appease them immediately, and then he sideways motioned for the assistant to prevent eavesdropping.

"You just use it." The doctor bowed slightly.

There was silence in the conference room.

Jiang Shu first read through the diagnosis of Huo Jian's injury, and then took out a stack of copies from the document bag.

"I just knew he was injured." Uncle sighed: "There are too many things, we all say the same, you wait for Huo Jian."

Huo Jian's wound was disinfected with alcohol, and at this time it hurt to blush in his knuckles.

Bo Jue silently broke away his red fingers, and let him hold his hand to share the pain.

"What about President Pei? What about President Qi?" Xie Lianyun frowned at him: "Are they not doing anything with Lord Corona and the subject?"

"They have more important things." Jiang Shu Shen said.

"Is there anything more important after this step? Uncle Jiang, are you kidding us?"

"sit down."

"We have been investigating, but several clues were not linked to one place last year, and we dare not walk away with you."

Jiang Shu took another deep breath and continued to speak with a headache for lack of sleep.

"Last Valentine's Day until now, you have been bought a total of twelve hot searches."

"Seven times it was withdrawn by the company in the interval of three to eight hours, and there were a few bids that could not match the speed of the other party."

Xie Lianyun's and Long Ji's looks changed, and the posture had to be spoken.

"Quiet, sit down." Uncle Jiang raised his head to look at them, his voice was distorted because he was smoking too hoarsely: "This is what your President Pei and President Qi are busy with."

"The winds have changed like this in the past three years. I haven't protected you and I have a responsibility, but it doesn't make sense to say sorry now."

"I am fifty-eight years old and I don't know how to use a smartphone. I remember and forget many terms."

"Including this eight-section, and whether the structure constitutes plagiarism, I have to confirm with you first and then arrange for an expert to speak."

"But Jiang Shu knew that there was a problem, which was prior to the plagiarism door and Huo Jianmei's injury."

He once again looked at each of the childish members, reaching for his temples and shaking his head slowly.

"If public opinion is on Weibo, we will always be passive."

Yesterday was Huo Jian, today is Xie Lianyun, and then it might be Long Jichi Ji Jiujue.

Positive hot search can be bought, can be airborne, then black hot search can be bought.

If the forces on the bright side and the dark side repeatedly wrestle, it will eventually become a battlefield for taking turns to smash money, and Weibo becomes the biggest winner.

Xie Lianyun finally calmed down, clenching Huo Blade's left hand with one hand, and asked: "Do you want to build another platform similar to Twitter Weibo? This is unrealistic, and it is too late to drain."

"It's true." Uncle Jiang calmly said: "So President Pei initially wanted to grab the market in other areas. Although I didn't understand the Internet, I also injected him with capital and hoped he could find a new way."

"This is the first thing I need to explain to you."

He exchanged glances with Huo Jian, and confirmed his intention again.

"Actually..." Huo Ren let his two older brothers lead him from left to right, and said softly: "I'm discussing with Jiang Shupei a live entertainment variety show dedicated to clarifying rumors."

"——Live entertainment?"

"Rumor variety?"

"We are still in the planning stage of this matter, originally to break away from the Weibo platform and establish a crona exclusive exclusive voice area." Jiang Shu said with a bitter smile: "But this thing came too fast, the live broadcast platform line is still being debugged , Mr. Pei had been working overtime frequently all night last month, and I wouldn’t have time to come back to take you without the concert.”

This incident said that there was a company behind them staring at them, and his old Jiang didn't even believe his toes.

Before and after the black hot search with the rhythm of the black belt, several sets of serial operations are exactly the same. It is impossible for a match to have such courage.

"Wait a second," he reached out, rubbing the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, lifting his breath firmly: "This battle cannot be lost."

Huo Jian was gradually able to adapt to the pain in the brow corner, snuggling beside Bo Jue and asking, "What about the second thing?"

Uncle Jiang's migraine was a little severe for a while, and he didn't speak while covering his head.

The Lao Wang interface next to him answered, "We are looking for a line."

The star can not understand the rice ring, but the company must understand.

However, the rate of change in the rice circle in the past three years has been so fast that it is dazzling, and the various smoke bombs and inferiority are simply unbelievably complicated.

——The most common is Corona's well-known black powder Huo edged sweetheart bunny.

Every time social news and public events occur, this black account will appear in the hot comment area, attacking the victim mocking the child who lost his parents, and then causing public anger.

It seems to be a brain powder with the name of his own love bean, but it is actually an ugly role that black powder deliberately plays.

The reason is that the loser has a good impression.

The company later used technical means to block all the little love bunny rabbits of this number and the derivative number Huo Blade. Huo Blade's little red heart bunny, specially made a real-time keyword of the program crawler, and the corpse was stared at once.

This finally stopped.

Not only that, there are also a large number of sailors in the rice circle who have started to take professional performances to take off the powder.

Mei Shengyao's affairs are mainly his parents' private affairs. After the accident, people are more likely to find melons to eat under the yin and yang, and there are not many fans who have lost the powder.

But Huo Jian and Xie Lianyun had an accident. Almost all the passers-by on the square and true fans were taking the lead with rhythm.

"The company found that some small fans and even big fans... are actually lurking and disguised among normal fans for a long time."

Uncle Wang said half of it, and Uncle Jiang raised his head again, and then said in a dumb voice: "They have a financial relationship with Shirong Media Litchi Entertainment. My insider only handed over the complete evidence chain today."

"Uncle," Huo Jian suddenly said: "How long have you been in the medical examination?"

"At this time, what's wrong with this broken thing," Uncle Jiang waved, "Listen to me."

The Public Relations Department is also looking for a high degree of overlap between the two while sending lawyer letters and expert appraisal drafts.

First, the events are all about major moral issues.

It is not people's sense of justice, but the distorted pleasure they see when they see the moral corruption of popular idols.

Secondly, every time it is an airborne search, with a large number of ‘fans’ turning away from powder to black, and consciously using black powder comments to suppress the spontaneous control of fans.

Thirdly, the chains of ‘real hammer’ splashing dirty water are pressing step by step, and will never finish things in one go.

"Several companies are looking for Corona's weakness."

Jiang Shuning said seriously: "Break through any of you, the crown will lack a corner, and it will only be more difficult to condense and cheer up."

As soon as corona collapses, the body of the giant will collapse, and there will be countless hyenas and vultures coaxing up and eating cleanly.

spf is fighting against too many opponents.

"How did you find it?" Huo Jian asked.

Uncle Jiang wanted to give himself a cigarette, glanced at the white gauze on his forehead and paused again.

He put the cigarette case back in his pocket and rubbed his hands to continue: "First, the company asked the insider about the relationship."

"The second is... fans with crowns have sneaked into Wing's fan base."

...Wing?

Others looked around at each other, Mei Sheng Yao confused: "Isn't wing already stale?"

At first, the six mirror monsters who imitated them were mocked by Weibo groups, and they didn't get much resources in Shirong Media. Nowadays, there is basically no endorsement on the market?

"Yes, we do not rule out the possibility of borrowing a knife to kill people." Jiang Shu pushed the copy of the chat log to them: "There are more threads waiting to be punched out."

He was about to speak down and said that the meeting room door was suddenly opened.

Pei Ru also walked in quickly without expression, his coat hair was soaked with rain, and the rain was dripping dripping.

Huo Jian subconsciously said: "Teacher?"

Pei Ru also quickly came to him, leaned down and touched the white gauze lightly with his fingertips, holding his head down in front of the crowd with his head down.

"It hurts," the man murmured. "...I don't know if I cried when I sutured."

"……Sorry.",,,,....,,,,