Chapter 106 The class group exploded!

Looking at the tribe's hot search page, Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.

There are actually two items in the top ten hot searches, both of which are related to Zhao Wanqi’s interview yesterday.

They are "Zhao Wanqi's Self-Revelation on the Road to Stardom" ranked second and "Looking for the songwriting genius of Shanghai Magic Academy of Art" ranked ninth.

Is Zhao Wanqi's popularity already so high? Wen Yan is a little surprised.

Zhao Wanqi has just become a first-line singer, and she is still a newcomer in the music industry. She should not be so popular.

Even though he is also a first-line singer, when there was news about a concert, it was only ranked fifth in the hot searches.

However, Wen Yan came to his senses when he saw that the title of the program "Stars' Road to Fame" was listed before Zhao Wanqi's own name.

This must be a hot search for the program team.

Clicking on the second most searched news, Wen Yan saw a short video, which was a clip of the star's journey to fame yesterday.

Having just watched the complete program yesterday, Wen Yan no longer had the desire to click on the short video.

He focused his attention on the following comments:

I am a ruthless 猹: "I am waiting for the official announcement, but I will not spread rumors or make rumors."

Dynamic Light Wave-biù: "The host is a bitch, it is impossible for the goddess to have a boyfriend. She is devoted to her career and has no such worldly desires at all."

Seeing this comment, Wen Yan instantly remembered a certain online picture from his previous life——

A bald monk stood with his hands clasped in front of him, and beside it were the words: "A poor monk has no such worldly desires."

"This year's netizens are not very good. They don't even have such classic animated pictures."

Wen Yan murmured in a low voice before continuing to look down.

Romance under the cherry blossoms: "I have been a fan of Wanqi since she debuted. I think her songs are very inspiring and give me the motivation to move forward when I am at a low point in my life. She is my medicine!!!

"

The number of people who liked this comment has exceeded the 5,000 mark, and there are more than 500 comments. Wen Yan's brows raised slightly.

In the past two years, Zhao Wanqi has indeed gained a group of die-hard fans by relying on the resonance of her inspirational songs and her outstanding appearance.

Click on the reply to this comment and you will see the following:

"Wanqi's singing has accompanied me through countless lonely nights. She is my healing medicine."

"What you said above is right. Wanqi is my medicine. I don't accept her having a boyfriend."

"The goddess is my medicine +1."

"+10086"

Of course, there are also classic scenes of fighting below:

Favorite Li Xiuyang: "He tui, the tribe is just too rich for money. My Yangyang coffee position can kill Zhao Wanqi in an instant, okay?"

"Why should the hot search for his concert be ranked below Zhao Wanqi's interview? This is unscientific..."

Qing Deng Youwei: "Haha, the man upstairs must have a bad brain. You'd better go and cough up blood quickly."

"Although Li Xiuyang has been around for a long time, does he have any masterpieces? Does he have any familiar songs? Are you going to his concert to see him dance?"

Favorite Li Xiuyang: "I am happy to watch Yangyang dance, do you care? Who else said that Yangyang has no masterpieces? Haven't you heard of it? You woodchuck!"

Danqingdianmo: "What a fool upstairs, what bothers you the most... are you, the foreigner, who has never listened to foreign language songs, and is he a groundhog?"

"You are really a talent. Go home and ask your parents to see if they have heard of it. It's really funny to see if your parents are groundhogs!"

Qian Xia Anran: "Another girl who has been heavily influenced by foreign culture. I really don't understand the thoughts of people like you."

Favorite Li Xiuyang: "You just wait, the more people bully the less people, right? I'm going to shake people off and let the sisters destroy Zhao Wanqi's tribe."

"Hmph, we Yangyang have tens of millions of fans, so why are we afraid of fans of 18th-tier small artists like you?"

Wen Yan automatically skipped this argument.

No matter in the past life or in this life, there are many players like this. They quarrel over idols. Today you attack me, tomorrow I will tear you apart.

But they may not know that it is this kind of random behavior that ruins their idol's popularity with the public.

How do you say that - outside the fandom, people think that dogs are abandoned!

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After reading the general comments, Wen Yan concluded that netizens are so boring.

However, judging by the trend of comments, most netizens are just joining in the fun.

I didn’t pay much attention to the host’s remarks to heighten the atmosphere.

This is right. Wen Yan is very satisfied with the result.

Although netizens have a bad habit of following trends, they still can't help but notice the little tricks in the show.

Otherwise, it would be too insulting to one's intelligence.

Turning his attention to the ninth most searched term "Looking for the songwriting and composing talent of Shanghai Magic Academy of Art", Wen Yan felt filled with emotion.

In his previous life, he struggled in the music industry for five or six years, but he never made it to the top ten of the meager hot search list. At most, he was ranked thirteenth.

Unexpectedly, before debuting in this life, relying on Zhao Wanqi's popularity, as well as those classic songs and the identity of the songwriter, she would rush into the ninth trending search in the tribe.

Sure enough, Zhao Wanqi's current position in the music industry has far exceeded what he achieved during the five or six years of hard work in his previous life.

Huh? No, Wen Yan realized it. He should have been in the top ten hot searches, but he didn't have the chance to see it.

After all, in his previous life, he was considered a second-tier middle-to-lower singer. At his concert, he was sent away directly by a lifting platform. How could he not be in the top ten of the trending searches?

Even if it topped the trending list that day, he wouldn't be too surprised.

However, this is certainly not a glorious thing. In this life, he will rely on his strength to become a frequent visitor to the top of the hot search list.

Just as he was sighing, Wang Luoqi also finished washing and walked out of the bathroom.

"Where is my mother? Isn't she back from running yet?"

"I went back to my room to wash up. I should be down soon." Wen Yan put his cell phone in his pocket.

Wang Luoqi pulled out his chair, sat next to Wen Yan, and said:

"Take off your shirt."

"What?" Wen Yan was a little confused.

In the small home of 601, he was often topless. Every time Wang Luoqi saw him, he would preach.

Today he came out to have breakfast dressed neatly, but Wang Luoqi asked him to lift his shirt. What was this?

Could it be that if you don't talk to him before breakfast, he will lose his appetite?

Just when Wen Yan couldn't think of Sister Qi, Wang Luoqi urged again:

"Why are you standing there? Open it quickly."

Wen Yan: "..."

Just to satisfy the big sister's needs, he lifted up his shirt smoothly and posed like a bodybuilder, highlighting the abdominal muscle lines.

Well, this is an exclusive benefit for Wang Luoqi.

Even if ordinary people gave him money, he wouldn't be able to show it to anyone.

Of course, if someone really gives too much, he might... consider it!

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Wang Luoqi hit Wen Yan's lower abdomen with a series of three blows. She frowned and said:

"If I ask you to lift your clothes, why are you trying to show off your stink?"

Isn't this just to give you a better visual experience? Wen Yan was confused by Wang Luoqi's photo.

You are only twenty-six years old and you have such a bad temper. If you reach menopause, how can I withstand it? Wen Yan suddenly felt worried about his future life.

Hey, is there something strange messed up?

"Why did you hit me?"

Wen Yan was not the one who suffered the loss. He raised his arms and said angrily:

"If you hit me casually in the future, I will hit you back."

"Tch." Wang Luoqi curled his lips.

She straightened up her pride and said with some disdain:

"If you really have such an idea, you can give it a try. Sister will give you a hand."

If you try, you will die. Wen Yan is very worried about the difference in combat power between the two.

"I was kidding you."

He tried to save his dignity: "How could I possibly do anything to Sister Luo Qi?"

"hehe……"

Wang Luoqi rubbed his arms: "This joke is really funny. My sister was laughed at."

Wen Yan: "..."

What I told is not a cold joke, why do you get goosebumps? Wen Yan felt the eldest sister's disdain.

Wang Luoqi took out a bottle of spray from his pocket and sprayed it twice on the tooth marks on Wen Yan's body.

Trauma spray... Only then did Wen Yan understand why Wang Luoqi asked him to lift his clothes.

Sure enough, what a greasy lovebird!

The main reason is that he doesn't have any teeth marks at all. He takes this tooth mark to heart. He is not one of those people who has to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment if he gets a cut on his hand.

Not so squeamish!

"Sister Luo Qi, the skin is not broken, so there is no need to apply medicine." Wen Yan stopped her.

Wang Luoqi rubbed the spray with his small hands: "Put some medicine on it and it will heal quickly."

"Okay then." Wen Yan stopped trying to persuade him.

Looking at the girl who was gently helping him to rub the spray, Wen Yan's expression was a little dazed, as if she had a sense of déjà vu as an old mother.

In his previous life, if he was naughty and got into trouble outside, his mother would catch him and beat him so hard that his butt would be swollen.

But every time she beat him, she would feel very distressed.

So, after getting along with each other for these years, has Wang Luoqi automatically assumed the identity of "eldest sister like mother"?

If this is really the case, it will be a bit difficult to handle, and Wen Yan feels a little melancholy.

But with the touch coming from his body, his melancholy was blown away.

Yesterday, Wang Luoqi bit him while lying on his body, so the location of the bite marks was relatively sensitive.

The girl's fingers are slightly cool and her skin is also very delicate. With the occasional touch of her fingertips, a sense of comfort flows along the skin and goes straight into the heart...

"Hiss." Wen Yan took a breath.

Hearing the strangeness in Wen Yan's voice, Wang Luoqi raised his eyebrows and looked at him:

"Did it hurt you?"

"It's a bit, it's a bit." Wen Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, let me be gentle then."

While Wang Luoqi was talking, he blew on his wound, as if he wanted to relieve his pain.

"Yeah." Wen Yan quickly covered his mouth.

"Does it still hurt?" Wang Luoqi narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at Wen Yan suspiciously.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that something was wrong with Wen Yan's voice?

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..." Wen Yan waved his hands quickly.

Just kidding, if Wang Luoqi knows his true thoughts, he will probably have to enforce family law for his bratty brother.

Two minutes later.

After rubbing the spray, Wang Luoqi stood up, walked back to the seat opposite and sat down.

"Sister Luo Qi, wipe your hands." Wen Yan gave her a wet wipe, which seemed very considerate.

"Still a bit discerning." Wang Luoqi took the wet wipes.

After wiping off the remaining spray on her hands, she made no move to move her chopsticks. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and lowered her head to scroll through the morning news.

Obviously, she was waiting for Wu Wanqing to come down and have dinner together.

After a while, Wu Wanqing also finished cleaning up.

Seeing the two of them sitting quietly at the dining table, Wu Wanqing narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. Now her family status has been significantly improved.

Ten years ago, it would have been difficult not to let my daughter wait for her to eat, but to have her dine at the same table with me.

Walking to the head seat of the dining table, Wu Wanqing said with a smile:

"Why didn't you eat first? You don't have to wait for me."

"There are a few documents in the mailbox that I'm anxious about. I'm working on them."

Wang Luoqi lowered his head to drink the porridge: "We have just finished it now."

Wu Wanqing: "..."

Wen Yan: "..."

The two of them looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes, obviously understanding Wang Luoqi's duplicity.

"I got up late today, let's just eat some cake and make do with it." Wu Wanqing pushed the cut birthday cake in front of the two of them.

In fact, she didn't get up late, otherwise she wouldn't have time to go out for a run.

She just wanted Wang Luoqi to eat her birthday cake too, so that her birthday would be considered complete.

"Auntie, what's the point of making do with this?"

Wen Yan glanced at Wang Luoqi and said meaningfully: "The taste of this cake is quite good. I put a lot of thought into it when I bought it."

"You have good taste. This cake is indeed delicious." Wang Luoqi took a bite of the cake and looked at Wen Yan and said.

Wen Yan: "..."

He suddenly discovered that Wang Luoqi, in addition to her unique tsundere attributes, had also inherited Wu Wanqing's excellent genes, and her acting skills seemed to be quite good.

It was the same as the first time I ate it. The cake that Wu Wanqing gave me yesterday was a joint venture between the two of them.

After finishing the cake, Wang Luoqi went back to the bedroom upstairs.

Five minutes later, everyone had almost eaten.

Wu Wanqing suddenly looked at Wen Yan and said, "Xiaoyan, have you skipped class again recently?"

"Ah?" Wen Yan raised his head blankly.

He didn't simply skip class, he never went to school at all.

Well, if I remember correctly, the last time he went to school was probably the last time.

Ahem, this is not a word count.

Wen Yan really couldn't remember the last time he went to school. Anyway, it must have been at least a month.

Wu Wanqing is not Wang Luoqi. In her opinion, if he skips classes every day at his age, he is not doing his job properly and is the behavior of a gangster.

If Wen Yan told Wu Wanqing, "Auntie, I am now starting my own business. The Shenji Technology I established is on the right track and will soon release its first work."

The old aunt will definitely roll her eyes cutely, and then say with hatred:

"Is there less food for you at home, or less clothing for you, so why don't you go out to work now?"

Wu Wanqing still values ​​academic qualifications very much, and she would never agree to it. Wen Yan is now on a break from school.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about a past incident.

When Wen Yan submitted his application, he only mentioned it to Wang Luoqi and did not discuss it with Wu Wanqing.

When I learned that he had chosen the composition department of the Shanghai Academy of Art in Shanghai quietly, the old aunt was still a little unhappy at the time.

After swallowing the rice porridge in his mouth, Wen Yan's eyes dodge a little: "Has Lao Fang complained to you again?"

"What Lao Fang?"

Wu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him: "You can't be more respectful to Professor Fang. He is a well-known musician and a gold medal composer."

"He himself asked me to call him that."

Wen Yan shrugged: "I'm not skipping class, Lao Fang himself approved the leave note for me."

"Still quibbling!"

Wu Wanqing frowned: "Professor Fang said you have skipped classes for three days and asked me if you were sick."

Wen Yan: "..."

Was he stabbed in the back by that old professor with thick eyebrows and big eyes?

Wu Wanqing gave an ultimatum: "No matter what your reasons are, you must go to school today."

"Oh, okay!" Wen Yan nodded helplessly.

Wu Wanqing was really doing her best, and he didn't want to make the old aunt angry about this matter.

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finish breakfast.

Wen Yan and Wang Luoqi went out together.

Looking at Wen Yan who was sitting in the passenger seat and looking unhappy, Wang Luoqi smiled and said:

"Are you still going to the company?"

"Sister Luo Qi, it's not a good habit to add insult to injury." Wen Yan rolled his eyes.

Wang Luoqi chuckled: "People of my mother's generation still value academic qualifications very much. If you really don't want to go to school, I can discuss it with her."

"That's not necessary."

Wen Yan shrugged: 'I will go back to school to discuss with Lao Fang and ask him to stop snitching.'

"Oh well."

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and found the class group he had blocked. He wanted to see what was going on in the class recently so that he could be mentally prepared.

Then, he saw 99+ messages, all of which were discussing the hot search topic of "Looking for the songwriting genius of Shanghai Magic Academy of Art".

Wen Yan seemed to understand somewhat why Lao Fang was looking for him.

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Chapter completed!