Zhang Dengjie Cai

Zhang Anran's new film was finished this day. He picked out the stills sent to him by his assistant, one two three four five six seven eight nine and filled in a nine-square grid with the words "The filming of this film is over and we will rest for half a month."

After the Weibo prompt was sent successfully, it was refreshed again, and there were already more than 1000 comments. The most popular comment was left by Zhang Anran's official support club, but the content was completely different from the popular comments of most celebrities.

"Don't drink! Don't smoke! Go clubbing and don't go to Sanlitun! Let the driver drive you out! Don't hate people! Be patient! Don't use Weibo and INS Moments! close."

Further down, there are a few familiar IDs, most of whom are persuaded by tricks. One of the fans probably knows that persuasion is generally useless, so he sent an emoji picture. In the picture, the villain is lying in a pool of tears, with a desperate expression. The text on it reads "He won't listen to you, give up".

Zhang Anran gave a thumbs up to this hot comment with his cold fingertips.

He checked first, and found the president of the Cambodia branch in the fan list, glanced at the picture style on the homepage, clicked on mutual relations, and just dropped his phone, his assistant Xiao Wang dutifully reported: "You are on the hot search again .”

"What content?"

"Zhang Anran likes it."

"so boring."

"It's new, it's hot, it's exploding."

"Oh."

Zhang Anran closed his eyes, stretched his legs, and was about to take a nap, when he heard Xiao Wang say, "It's a hot topic."

"Report content."

"Zhang Anran returned to the president of the Cambodian fan club." Xiao Wang read it numbly.

"It's too long, exceeding the standard word count for hot topics."

"Weibo was just revised some time ago, and there is another topic under it."

"what?"

"Damn you," Xiao Wang said without any surprise, "Zhang Anran get out of the entertainment industry."

"Is there anything interesting in it?"

"Same old style."

"Oh."

"Your fans have stopped criticizing." Xiao Wang added.

Zhang Anran opened his eyes, glanced at Xiao Wang, and said, "Didn't you tell them last time, don't worry about it?"

Xiao Wang was inexplicably nervous, and replied cautiously: "The "Winter" you acted in before is currently on the air, and has attracted a wave of new fans."

"Loli fan?"

"A...Auntie fan." Xiao Wang answered bravely.

"I'm 27 in ctm, aren't they all fans of those teenagers, why did they come to my place?" Zhang Anran kicked the cabinet, very puzzled.

"Your appearance in that drama is too young, and the plot is too miserable, so you are particularly attracted to fans. These aunt fans range in age from [-] to [-], and those who have money and leisure have created a lot of data sets , They are off, and the other fans can't help it, and they are off together."

Zhang Anran put down his calf, closed his eyes again, and said, "Try Weibo for me."

"What to post?" Xiao Wang skillfully opened the Weibo editing interface.

"The black material is all true, thank you for your attention, I will not get out of the entertainment industry."

After Xiao Wang entered this Weibo, he knew it was useless, but he persuaded him: "Just post it like this?"

"and many more."

Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief, but heard the ancestor say another sentence.

"Add an emoticon at the end, and ask for that smile with a mocking effect."

Xiao Wang added this emoji and pressed the send button. Within three seconds, the phone screen lit up.

Zhang Anran prefers to be quiet when resting, and the mobile phones of the people who follow him are silent all the year round, not even vibrating.The note on the screen was Big Demon King Liu, and Xiao Wang was about to go out to answer the phone with a bitter face. He had just walked two steps when he heard Zhang Anran ask, "My manager's phone number?"

"right……"

"Call me."

Xiao Wang connected the phone and put it in Zhang Anran's ear.

"I told you, don't spoil him all the time. This Weibo response to black material will trigger public opinion again. It's not good for bro—"

"I remember you are already 35, why do you still call me brother?" Zhang Anran asked, but the other side immediately fell silent.

"I can post whatever I want, and I can play however I want," Zhang Anran yawned a little, "Xiao Wang can't control me, and you, Liu Yang, can't control me either."

"This..." Liu Yang was obviously a little embarrassed.

"Didn't he go to Italy? He's so free, how can he remotely control you?"

Liu Yang didn't dare to answer this sentence, Zhang Anran waited for a few seconds, hung up the phone neatly, threw the phone to Xiao Wang, and said, "Sleep."

Xiao Wang picked up the phone, quickly helped Zhang Anran lower the angle of the reclining chair, and covered him with an Icelandic goose and duck down quilt.This quilt is limited to ten beds worldwide. Zhang Anran has a total of three beds, one in the caravan, one in the hotel where he is staying, and one at home.Every time Xiao Wang is praised, he feels that what he is praised is not the reputation, but the money.

But Zhang Anran didn't show any sympathy, and after only seven or eight minutes of sleep, he pushed most of the quilt under the recliner, covering only one foot.

Xiao Wang remembered his deputy job, so he took out a backup camera with powerful camera functions, took a picture of Zhang Anran sleeping, and sent it to the WeChat friend named R, but there was no response as expected.