Chapter 214 Black and Red Idol 24
Zhou Buwen has been in the industry for many years, and all the songs he released in the past two years have been huge hits.
It is a well-deserved traffic in the music industry.
Suddenly, Qiwang’s Weibo was flooded with comments.
The number of comments from the previously lurking black fans and Zhou Buwen’s fans scolding him has exceeded 100,000.
Coupled with a large number of water armies that were obviously well prepared, they drowned out the few comments belonging to Wangzai.
Things soon reached a climax.
Let Qi Wang withdraw from the competition.
There were even fans at the entrance of the training camp holding up banners asking Qi Wang to withdraw from the competition.
The doorbell kept ringing.
Lingyao opened the door.
Qiwang, who was standing outside the door, was wearing a black shirt and shorts.
His eyebrows and eyes were as dark as water.
Her thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
"It's you who scolded me all night long, right?"
...Oh no.
How could I forget about this?
The original owner used this marketing account to curse at Qi Wang, because both of them had some popularity, and the popularity was created by being cursed.
So it was at the tail end of the hot searches at that time.
"not me."
Lingyao denied it calmly.
She felt so wronged.
What does the God of Wealth mean?
Is she the type to curse?
Bao Fu said: You are unhappy after I told you, and you are dirtying the host baby by scolding.
Although Lingyao really wanted to teach the God of Wealth a lesson.
But I still held back.
After all, people have to have a bottom line and cannot sacrifice money for dignity.
Qi Wang obviously didn't believe it, her dark eyelashes drooped down, and it was impossible to tell the emotion in her eyes.
"Do you like him so much? You scolded me all night just because I wore the same clothes as him. If that's the case, why are you still so nice to me..."
After saying that, he slammed the door and walked out without waiting for Lingyao to reply.
After walking a few steps, I bumped into Li Muran who came out for breakfast.
Li Muran looked at Qi Wang's red eyes and felt a little helpless.
He also saw what happened online while having breakfast just now.
After being with Qi Wang for so long, he didn’t believe that Qi Wang was what people said on the Internet.
Although Qi Wang seems difficult to get along with, he actually has a very simple personality.
As for plagiarism, Li Muran also felt it was impossible.
Because every time Qi Wang talked about his music, it was like he was talking about his children, and his eyes were bright.
Could someone who loves composing so much be a plagiarist?
Qi Wang went straight to bed as soon as he returned to the training camp, covering his head with the quilt and never coming out.
Neither Xie Zhixing nor Li Muran are the type to comfort others.
They could only stuff the bags of snacks they had stored for a long time into Qiwang's bed through the gaps in the bed rails.
In the conference room on the top floor of Shengkai Entertainment.
Lingyao sat in the center and listened to the report.
Special Assistant Zhang looked at his new boss and did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.
When Shengkai was just reshuffled, many people were dissatisfied with the young President Xia.
Now those people dare not even fart, their General Xia is very capable.
I don’t know how the other party dared to attack Mr. Xia.
It was already late when Lingyao returned to the training camp.
Dormitory 606 is particularly quiet today.
There was already a small mountain of snacks on Qiwang's bed.
Someone knocked on the door of dormitory 606.
"Is Qiwang here? This is for him."
Li Muran took the things from the staff and placed them on the prayer table.
He spoke to the bulge on the bed: "It's food, it's still hot."
The bulging quilt on the bed moved slightly, then quickly calmed down.
Just when Xie Zhixing and Li Muran were thinking about what to do.
The person on the bed got up.
He picked up the packages of snacks on the bed and put them away one by one.
Then he got out of bed and stood in front of the lunch box, motionless and stiff.
Xie Zhixing leaned his head out from his seat and was about to say something to comfort him.
As a result, after taking a quick look, he screamed in his heart and immediately retracted his neck.
Qiwang’s eyes are swollen from crying.