They all say I'm a good wife

Chapter 185 Open Scolding (2)

After finishing the call with Wang Yuan, Qiu Ming went online to read the news.

It was discovered that Xu Jingrong was really mentioned by those rappers, so many sunspots took advantage of the situation to rebel and jumped on Xu Jingrong's Weibo.

With Xu Jingrong's current popularity, this black spot can't do much, and Xu Jingrong's fans are enough to overwhelm them by cursing back.

But seeing such a person jumping up and down is still very annoying, and it makes people very uncomfortable.

Qiu Ming saw several words similar to saying "Xu Jingrong is so popular now, all because of getting traffic everywhere", he was laughed out of anger, it's nonsense, isn't it?

Of course, compared to Xu Jingrong, Jin Yinger and "Never Love" have been attacked the most now, and they are completely covered by concentrated artillery fire.

Seeing those people scolding "No Love", Qiu Ming felt a little bit upset.

This song was "revised" by him, and now he is scolded as worthless by others on the Internet, so it's strange that he feels happy.

He doesn't understand rapping, but he has confidence in the "plan revision". From his own feeling, those people are messing around and making no sense at all.

After watching for a while, Qiu Ming stopped.

That's the way it is, and it's not interesting to watch too much.

Besides, Qiu Ming answered a call midway, and it was Brother Daxue calling.

He asked Qiu Ming if he was in Sijiu City, and said that Cao Yun had returned to Sijiu City and wanted to have dinner with him tomorrow. Cao Yun also asked Qiu Ming specifically, so he invited Qiu Ming to have this meal with him.

As soon as Qiu Ming heard this, he agreed without saying a word.

Cao Yun helped him so much, and gave Zhuo Lan the opportunity to win the Best Newcomer at the Youth Film Festival. Qiu Ming must keep this feeling in his heart. Now that Cao Yun is back, he should thank him face to face.

Because of the interruption of this phone call, Qiu Ming stopped paying attention to these things on the Internet.

……

In a barbecue restaurant in Jincheng, a dozen or so people dressed in hip-hop were sitting around a big table pushing glasses and toasting.

The food on the wine table has been swept away in disorder, and the empty wine bottles are also placed on the side of the table, scattered in disorder.

One of the people wearing a black turban breathed alcohol and boasted: "What's wrong with the top star, the top star is amazing, what the hell, if I want to scold her, I will scold her correctly, and then I will come here obediently Admit it to me."

"Brother Dog is awesome."

"The king of dogs is the king of dogs."

"Don't be afraid of overreaching, the brothers will stand by you."

Everyone else booed and yelled.

The person wearing a black turban is one of the protagonists of the drunken swearing incident, Dog Wangjun. He is the most violent person dancing on the Internet these days.

He took a sip of wine for himself triumphantly, and said domineeringly: "What Jin Yinger, her company asked someone to come and say hello to me, saying that she didn't want to make things worse, and to put it bluntly, she wanted me to show mercy Let her go... Tsk, I don't care about her, this time I want to let them know that the popularity of our rap circle is not so easy to catch."

"Brother Dog is well said!"

This remark once again attracted everyone to echo and applaud.

Dog Wangjun became more and more proud, and enjoyed the feeling of being supported by everyone.

He was originally an old man in this circle, and he had been in the Tiandi Society for a long time. Although he didn't have any particularly good works in the past few years, because of his old qualifications and seniority, he was still considered a master in the circle.

This time, it was he and a few other rappers who caused the drunken cursing.

Tianrui Culture approached him recently, wanting him not to continue scolding on the Internet, and offered "sincerity" in exchange, but he felt that this incident was a good opportunity to make himself more famous, so I didn't accept it all the time, and danced very happily.

Gou Wangjun snorted coldly and continued: "You say, what is the song "Wu Lianai" written about? If you write songs well, it's fine, but you also included rap in it. It's rubbish. I don’t know what the guy who wrote the song was thinking.”

Someone said: "The person who wrote the song seems to be called Xiaoming, and he is a very popular songwriter recently."

"fire?"

Dog Wangjun gave the man a disdainful look, and said: "I said that what he wrote is rubbish, and he made it up to rhyme. Even if it becomes popular, I think it's just hype. What's the big deal!"

Another person persuaded Gou Wangjun: "Brother Gou, don't say that, that Xiao Ming is just a songwriter, if your words are spread, you will only make enemies for yourself."

Dog Wangjun didn't accept the kindness at all, and said carelessly: "What's wrong with scolding him, after writing such a song, can't you scold him anymore? Uh... I'm not only scolding here, but also on the Internet."

After speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone, edited a Weibo, and sent it out.

In this world, some people do things so unreasonably.

……

Qiu Ming was busy with his own affairs during the day, but at night, he suddenly received a message, which was a news forwarded by Xu Jingrong.

Qiu Ming opened it and looked, a little speechless.

It turned out that the news was about Dog Wangjun, and this guy posted another cursing Weibo, the Weibo was as follows: Don't fall in love, rubbish!Ming, trash!

It was the first time for Qiu Ming to be scolded by someone by name and name on the Internet. Although it felt that there were several layers of separation and the damage was not much, it was still a very strange experience for him.

I @#￥%&...

actually scolded me...

And call it rubbish...

Isn't this quality too low?

Before Qiu Ming could get angry, he received another message from Xu Jingrong: "Do you want to scold me back?"

Scold back?
Qiu Ming was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Why do you scold me back?"

Xu Jingrong: "Just write a rap song, post it on the Internet and scold it back."

This is Xu Jingrong's brain circuit...

Qiu Ming thought about what Xu Jingrong had done before, and felt that it was normal for a young queen to think so.

People said that she didn't know how to play the guitar. Although she was not qualified, she immediately bought a piano, found a teacher, and practiced hard by herself.

People said that she didn't understand originality, and even though her creative ability was not good, she still wrote a song immediately and wanted to post it on the Internet.

Head-on confrontation has always been her way.

But Qiu Ming thought about it, this is across a network, he is not a famous person, even if he posts on Weibo, he can't scold anyone at all.

Xu Jingrong seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and said: "After you post it on the Internet, I will forward it for you. It must be no problem."

Uh……

Qiu Ming still hesitated: "I only change songs, not write them."

Xu Jingrong was silent for a while, and then said: "I wrote, anyway, I also want to curse... Well, after I wrote it, you can correct it."

what?
Qiu Ming blinked, feeling that Xu Jingrong was too enthusiastic.

It made him think that it was Xu Jingrong who wanted to scold him back, so she ran around him.

Before Qiu Ming could speak, Xu Jingrong asked again: "Where are you, I'm here to find you."

Find me?

Qiu Ming asked: "Didn't you say that you were going to catch an announcement in the afternoon? Are you back to Sijiu City now?"

"Well, I'm in Forty-Nine City."

Xu Jingrong replied and explained: "The announcement in the afternoon... Well, I went, but I felt a little uncomfortable temporarily, so I came back."

"Uncomfortable? Sister Jingrong, are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't ask, just tell me where you are, I'll come to you."

"I'm at Sister Shu's house."

"Okay then, I'll pick you up and find a place, we'll finish the song and record a video."

"okay."

……

after an hour.

Qiu Ming and Xu Jingrong came to another villa not far from Qin Shu's home.

"This is my family's property. No one lives there, but someone has been cleaning it up. It's very clean."

After entering the door, Xu Jingrong introduced to Qiu Ming, and then turned to Wang Yuan and said, "Xiaoyuan, go upstairs and find a room to sleep in, you don't need to guard here."

"Ok?"

Wang Yuan didn't expect that she would be dismissed by her master as soon as she arrived, and she felt a little under house arrest.

She looked at her master, then at Qiu Ming, a little at a loss.

In the entrance hall, there was a solitary ceramic dog. Wang Yuan stood beside the dog, looking like a perfect contrast.

Qiu Ming also turned to look at Wang Yuan, Xu Jingrong noticed his gaze, and casually said without changing her expression: "I need to be quiet when I write songs, Xiaoyuan is tired from busy work today, let her rest rest."

When Wang Yuan heard this, she really wanted to say that I wasn't tired at all, but she was caught by her master's cold gaze, and she nodded immediately: "Yes, I'm a little tired, then I'll go to my room to sleep first, and call me if you have something to do. "

"Ah."

Xu Jingrong nodded, sat down on the sofa, and said to Qiu Ming, "Sit down."

Wang Yuan quickly went upstairs and entered the room, and Qiu Ming sat down.

When chatting with Xu Jingrong on WeChat before, he didn't think much, but after chatting on WeChat, he thought a lot and had a lot of questions in his mind. At this time, he couldn't help asking: "Sister Jingrong, what do you mean? After the song is written, a video will be recorded, so who will sing it?"

"Of course it's you!"

Xu Jingrong answered naturally.

"Ah I?"

Qiu Ming shook his head quickly: "I can't sing, I don't even understand."

"It's just rap, you can write it yourself, there's nothing you can't sing."

Xu Jingrong didn't take it seriously: "Besides, it's not that you are asked to go to the studio to record an album, but just record a random video for fun. No one will care too much even if there are any flaws."

Qiu Ming thought for a while, and then said: "But I don't want to be seen... well, I don't want to show my face, I'm a manager, and it's not good to show my face like this."

"This..."

Xu Jingrong glanced at Qiu Ming, and pondered: "It's fine if you don't show your face, let me think about it..."

Qiu Ming said: "Sister Jing Rong, why don't you forget it... Well, how about I write the song and find someone else to sing it?"

"Anyone else..."

Suddenly Xu Jingrong's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of some good idea, she turned and ran towards the other side of the cabinet, rummaged through several cabinets for a while, finally came back with an item, and handed it to Qiu Ming: "Use this."

"mask?"

Qiu Ming looked at the white mask that Xu Jingrong brought back, a little astonished.

The mask is quite strange, half of the face is crying, half of the face is smiling, showing sadness and joy respectively.

Xu Jingrong said: "When recording a video, you just need to wear a mask, so that others cannot see your face."

This seems to work too...

Xu Jingrong took out the pen and paper and began to write.

"I'll write it first, and you can change it after it's finished."

Qiu Ming sat by and watched, watching Xu Jingrong bit the tip of the pen from time to time, and hummed a few words from time to time, and quickly wrote several lines.

Qiu Ming looked at the words on the paper and silently read them twice, feeling that they rhyme quite well.

Although I don't know what the flow designed by Xu Jingrong looks like, it does look like that.

"I didn't expect you, Sister Jingrong, to write rap songs."

Qiu Ming was very curious. Xu Jingrong is usually the image of a cold and cold goddess, and the matter of rapping has nothing to do with her.

Xu Jingrong glanced at him while biting the tip of her pen, with a smug expression on her face: "When I was studying abroad, I had several friends who specialized in rap. Although I am not a professional rap singer, It’s okay to write a few sentences casually.”

"Yeah, yes, sister Jingrong, you are really amazing."

Qiu Ming looked at the expression on Xu Jingrong's face, and didn't know why. Recently, he always had the feeling that when Sister Jingrong was facing him, she showed more and more of this little girl's side. It was cold like before.

Perhaps it was because the two of them got to know each other well that Sister Jing Rong did this. Qiu Ming thought it was the reason at first.

But gradually through his observation, Wang Yuan and Xu Jingrong have been together for so many years, if they are familiar, they are even more familiar, but sister Jingrong is not like that when she is facing Wang Yuan.

Qiu Ming couldn't quite figure it out, it could only be attributed to the fact that he and Wang Yuan were still different.

Wang Yuan is just Sister Jing Rong's assistant, and besides being her manager, he is also the author of Sister Jing Rong's two popular songs.

Perhaps because of this, Sister Jingrong treats him differently.

After a while, Xu Jingrong wrote her song and handed it to Qiu Ming: "Look."

Qiu Ming took the paper and used a "plan revision" without saying a word.

A "plan revision" is worth 80 yuan, and it feels extravagant to spend 80 yuan to scold people.

But Qiu Ming is happy.

Today's unhappiness all day has made the swearing of these rappers come to an end. If you don't let it out for a while, it's really hard to let your heart go smoothly.

Isn't it just a system prop, what's the big deal.

After a while, Qiu Ming started to write.

Xu Jingrong has been sitting by the side watching, in her eyes, Qiu Ming just pondered for a while, and then began to change.

It was the first time for her to watch Qiu Ming's "change" song, and it was still at such a close distance. Her good eyes were focused on Qiu Ming, even the slight movement of Qiu Ming's nose opening and shrinking when he breathed. Don't let go.

She watched Qiu Ming holding the pen, scratching the words and sentences she had written before from time to time, and writing new things. For some reason, she felt as if her heart was touched by the pen, scratching her. Itchy, crispy.

It's a weird feeling...

She felt it carefully, she didn't enter the miraculous state when she was practicing the piano, but she just felt that her heart was bouncing violently, as if there was an impulse repeatedly hitting inside, trying to rush out of her chest.

Then, under her eyes, she saw Qiu Ming add a few strange words in succession at the hook:

Don't worry, you still think you're good-looking

today i want
Take your skin, take your flag

When you think there is a D, you will recognize the shit and recognize the P...

　This is yesterday, today I am writing now, and I will update it in the early morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)