This Cannon Fodder is Covered by Me!

"Mr. Mu ...?"

The talented people have not seen long before, Gu Xi frowned, how could he not think of the reason Mu Jin appeared here for a while, but his heart felt a little ominous.

"you guys--"

Vaguely felt that he had broken something extraordinary. Mu Jin had instinctively grasped the neckline and hesitated between the rescue of the nephew and the pretense of going wrong. The baby nephew had found a head between Gu Xi's arms.

Seeing him standing at the door, Lu Deng stunned, and his black eyes moistened with water vapor staggered and opened: "舅舅 ..."

His identity in the world was generated temporarily. There is no reason to have any loved ones and backgrounds. He can only rely on his own way of thinking. He never thought that an elder in the family would enter his mission world.

Hearing the paparazzi's title, Gu Yingdi tightened his back and hesitated to confirm: "Hey?"

Lu Deng lay on his arm, nodded, and leaned forward to jump under the sofa.

His birth data, and his family members are also systematic employees. Senior employees can freely move through the world of multiple missions, purchase fixed assets, experience points and the world's common currency are exchanged in thousands of times. Mu Jinchu was the busiest one in the family. He had no idea how many experience points he had in his hands. Even among the elders at home, assets had to be in the forefront.

In the crew, Zhou Tong did not move after eating 瘪. Even if the tide of the entire network was released, even the most basic statement Weibo was not issued. Lu Deng guessed that someone was working behind the scenes, but in no case could he think of his own elders to support him.

The system is back. In his mind, Mu Jinchu's identity in this world is introduced. Lu Deng listens distracted, and the corners of his lips are slightly tilted.

I'm here.

I didn't feel anything when I was doing the task myself. Suddenly I met the elders who could rely on him. Even though he had gone well, his nose was still sore and uncomfortable.

The nephew could still speak. Mu Mu, who didn't look at the man, was slightly relieved, and opened his arms with a smile at him: "Xiaozhou, is it fun outside? The family is not at ease, come to see you ..."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingzhou had already jumped off the sofa and plunged into his arms.

so far so good.

I can still run.

Mu Jinchu was completely relieved, and he took the man in his arms and patted him gently, leaning over to button up his clothes. Seeing the color in his nephew's eyes, his heart tightened, he took off his blazer, wiped his shirt cuffs and wiped it gently for him: "How are you upset? I won't say, it's okay. You just want to go out now or find People hit him? "

Gu Xi: "..."

Gu Xi felt that there was more than one misunderstanding now.

It felt so good to finally see my family. Lu Deng slightly raised his lips, but he did n’t know if it was because his mood hadn't been adjusted yet, but his throat became more frustrated: "No, oh-I like him, I Want to take him home ... "

Although the relationship between the two has been established for the first time, he said this kind of words for the first time. Once he got out, the emotion on his chest became more turbulent, clear and legible, and his heart was hot.

Lu Deng breathed slightly, but the light in his eyes became clearer and firmer, looking up at him, his voice softly pressing down: "I like him, oh ..."

"Okay, just like it, I'll buy it for you."

My nephew likes it is good, Mu Jin has a good sigh of relief, and pats him gently: "The crew of" Falling "has been transferred to your name, and you can shoot as you please. I bought you an entertainment company. The contracts are brought over, and there are some piecemeal assets that can be transferred as long as they are signed-if you see anything you like, you can buy it back directly. If you don't like to sell it again, OK? "

Gu Xi: "........."

Just now, with confidence, he thought that Gu Yingdi, who had submerged people, suddenly felt that things had become very bad.

Mu Jinchu looked up at him, revealing the cordial smile of the same dealer.

...

"It's okay. The two of you are in a good relationship. Xiaozhou is obedient and won't bully you."

When he was not involved in the sale and purchase of people, and did not plan to call someone to beat him, Mu Jinchu had resumed his usual gentleness and peace, sitting on the sofa with a smile, and confiscated those foreign language suits without any trace.

"You are very good and responsible for Xiaozhou, I know. I just saw the live broadcast and suddenly wanted to come and see you ..."

As for some of the more esoteric things to see, President Mu, who is the busiest in the family, is not clear about the specific purpose, and has not confiscated and does not intend to delve into it. It was only intended to instruct the two young people to exercise more restraint, so that they would not disturb them, and go back to work as soon as possible.

It should be ... moderate.

Looking at the consciously clever nest looking back at Xi's nephew, Mu Jin raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, but still couldn't help but have some worries.

"Live?"

I just learned that I seem to have dived into the producer as a reporter. Emperor Gu Yingkan could adjust his mentality, hold the active hand, and expertly put it in the palm of his hand, gently rubbing the paparazzi with his fingertips. The abdomen.

"Mr. Mu ... have you seen the live broadcast?"

It is naturally the best to have a live broadcast, which can most effectively prevent all distortion and distortion in the later editing. But even if they didn't say that the reporters were originally subject to Shengxing Entertainment, even if someone wanted to help him, the signal that they could barely receive on the basis of the movement of the studio was no doubt unable to support a complete live broadcast.

In his estimation, even a simple text notice can only be achieved with perseverance and perseverance that can definitely find a signal.

"When I was watching the text news, the ad that popped up was a niche platform. I found out that you two were just looking at it."

Mu Jin helped the glasses for the first time and couldn't help wondering: "Don't you know?"

"The signal was not good there, and I was a little worried."

Gu Xi shook his head, and Mei Yu frowned slightly.

He was happy to have a live broadcast, but the timing of the live broadcast was too timely, but it gave him some concerns about whether someone would use the old video clip to assemble it as a live broadcast to grab viewership.

The live broadcast must have absolute credibility. If it is fabricated in the first place, the authenticity of the latter will undoubtedly be questioned to a considerable degree.

Gu Xi squeezed his eyebrows and was about to ask the other person about the live broadcast content he saw, but Lu Qingzhou suddenly held his hand gently.

The paparazzi had something to say, Gu Xi immediately relaxed his mind, closed his arms to meet the black eyes: "Light boat, what's wrong?"

"It's mine ... emergently built a temporary signal tower and went in for a live broadcast."

Lu Qingzhou looked up at him, pondered slowly, and urgently and systematically confirmed the specific operation in his mind.

He also knew that the signal in the mountains was too weak, but he tried to make a request. I did not expect that the system not only recorded the image during the whole process, but also built a dedicated signal transmission tower for him to pass the live broadcast completely.

He also intercepted the webpage and placed an advertisement on Mu's tablet, which attracted me.

I also promised to let him take people home.

The complaining system hid in the small black room and wept, Lu Qingzhou coughed, tried his best to cover up the radian of the lip corner, and sealed it with a considerable number of red envelopes. Then he quietly threw it up and greeted Gu Xi's gaze.

"Because time is limited, the impact has not been expanded, and live broadcasts have only been done in a small area. The ratings are not high ... Do you want to move?"

Gu Xi's eyes suddenly brightened, holding the paparazzi in his arms, and kissed hard in the forehead: "Light boat, you are great-let's come together, bully him!"

To meet the bright light under his eyes, Lu Qingzhou couldn't help narrowing his lips, his black eyes quickly drew into the fine broken stars, and his ears became hot.

Mu Jinchu: "..."

Mu Jinchu decided to manage.

"Yun Kun Entertainment's waste!"

It has been seen that this director's intentional protection of Gu Xi, Ning Feiping stumbled to film the next scene, took the opportunity of changing clothes to hide in the corner, gritted his teeth and held the phone, trying to keep the voice down.

"Promise a good accusation, that's how I was accused? What the **** are you doing ... isn't it to let you release the news that I was hurt by him?"

Obviously, it was still in the dark of the whole network in the morning. He didn't even spend much energy. He watched countless words such as "turn black" and "complete disappointment" appear in the comments. The positive appeal of fans was almost no battle. Was completely submerged by the tide.

It was because it was confirmed that Gu Xi had been thoroughly implemented, so he just asked the makeup artist to apply a few bruises on his body, tweeted it lightly, and ordered a few media to make things clear, so he did n’t do more. Much interference.

Who knows that one afternoon has passed, and the situation has completely changed.

Those stormy replies that helped him spray Guxi seemed to disappear silently. The lonely sunspots were particularly pitiful, and the public opinion that was pushed down by the strong control review and review operation bottomed out sharply, short. In an afternoon, he had already completely shown the state of polarization.

"Released, but did not catch up with a few fast-moving media. They sent the interview with pictures first, and Mr. Gu hurt his face and saw it clearly ..."

The voice on the phone was cautious, for fear of touching his mildew: "And we-we may not know enough in advance, Gu Xi seems to be very incapable of playing. In the program, he was easily turned over by Wu Zhizheng on the ground. More than ten times, the martial arts scenes of each visiting class were also useless, and they have formed a settling in the hearts of the audience ... "

"What do you mean, also say I'm an embroidered pillow ?!"

Ning Feiping knew this too, but it was true that he was beaten so hard today. He couldn't hold his breath, so he made up his mind to take this opportunity to teach the other side.

Thinking of the ridicule and sarcasm under his Weibo, Ning Feiping's voice couldn't help but raise his mind, remembering that he was still on the set, and was holding back the anger pressure: "Go to delete the review and control review first, I look worried!"

"But brother Ning, now—"

The voice on the phone was choppy, obviously a little embarrassed.

In the dark situation of the whole network, no-brain black materials are overwhelming. No one says anything so conspicuous. But when those sailors didn't know why they stopped suddenly at a point in time, the black material that Ning Feiping continued to operate was highlighted solitary.

Netizens' comments bottomed out and it was almost the entire network who was sniping. Who had been maliciously controlling the comments. Originally, Zhou Tong's Weibo had almost fallen, but Zhou Tong never spoke and Ning Feiping jumped out. A new round of criticism.

If we continue to delete comments now, when we can't control it, the rebound will not necessarily be too serious.

Ning Feiping repeatedly held his breath, and could not help but feel annoyed in his stomach, and said sharply, "No, but please clean up the comment area!"

His studio originally served him thoroughly, and no one dared to explain any more.

Ning Feiping slammed his cell phone hard, and continued to say: "Re-edit what he said, and then send it out-just say that he is frustrated with his acting career, and criticize the current status of the entertainment industry, I see him I ca n’t wait any longer ... Are those reporters holding down the videos? ”

"Hold it down, this one absolutely hold it down."

Seeing his tone eased, he was relieved on the phone, and kept echoing: "Even the reporter named Duan Zhicheng was temporarily vacated by us. Until he wanted to understand, his editor-in-chief would not let him post anything ..."

Ning Feiping pulled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed some coldness: "That's good. Find a few essays with provocative motivation, and write the notice to be more sensational. It is best to link a few public accounts, emotional to entertainment to the city. OK, move fast. "

This was his well-planned killing move. He had planned to wait until the final "Journey" was completely scheduled to defeat the other party. Now that he has reached this point, he can't blame him for driving people to death.

He also wanted to explain a few more words, but Liang Yuan's urging voice had been heard again. Ning Feiping hung up the phone and ran over, only to feel a lot better.

Always thinking about the results this time, Ning Feiping's condition is much worse than usual, and the two plays add up to a dozen times. Liang Yuan couldn't bear it, and he was scolded by a storm, looking at the time was late at night, he could only quit his job and put all the people back.

Although Ning Feiping was trained for a while, his mood was not bad, he shuffled back to his residence, and his assistant quickly greeted him.

"How's it going?"

The editors under my own hands have the ability to easily draw black and white and white, and put together a few words, even the parties themselves are not sure whether they really said it.

Ning Feiping was so proud that he didn't even bother to be bitterly cursed by Liang Yuan's head and covered his face. He took a glass of red wine and took a sip. He took off his coat and relaxed near the sofa: "Say."

"Ning brother ..."

The assistant trembled and dared not talk.

Seeing that his tone was wrong, Ning Feiping frowned, unable to help but grabbed the tablet in his hand, closed the pop-up window that somehow popped out, and quickly swept down a few pages.

Come and execute in public, long experience, it turns out that black people are so black by editing ...

The cut is so good, I would have believed it if I hadn't watched the live recording.

If I have this technology, I will probably let me remember my name and confess to me _ (┐e:) _

upstairs? ? After you confess in public, understand! Cute boys to find out!

What are you thinking upstairs? Is that apparently a relationship that depends on each other? Brothers love not yy!

Brothers do not want to increase by yy, so good boy, you also have the heart to think ...

Yeah, what are you thinking? ? Boss Gu obviously supported their little assistants! How can such a simple matter be complicated?

He said that he dived when he dived, and you really believe in his ability ... Is it because he beat Ning Feiping to a bruise? Did you have some blind self-confidence :)

Speaking of Mr. Ning, this clip plus the public account package, this familiar style of the overlord, has Mr. Ning been dead?

...

Ning Feiping could see the blue veins rising, holding the tablet in his hand tightly, and his voice was almost hoarse: "Where's the live broadcast?"

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