Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 50: Art and Fishing Lights

It was almost six o'clock when the live broadcast of Radio 650 ended.

Terms such as "Jiang Qing's dimensionality reduction attack" and "Team building for half of the Internet" have swept the Weibo hot search list like a magma eruption.

The atmosphere in the comment section at this moment is completely different from the previous discussions of entertainment gossip, it is warm and harmonious.

"I want to use the picture of Jiang Shen with the sunset clouds as my wallpaper!"

"Ahhh! Dr. Jiang, I really can do it! The best choice for sapiosexuals! The perfect partner template!"

"What I'm saying is, even though I don't fully understand what Jiang Shen said, I still feel a sense of awe."

"I just want to know who will end up with a man like Dr. Jiang! The male protagonists in idol dramas are weak compared to him!"

"The key is, look at Dr. Jiang. Although his company's scale is still far behind that of CEO Lei and other bigwigs, he is treated on an equal footing. This shows that these bigwigs are very optimistic about his future!"

"Can't you see it? The bosses have money, Jiang Shen is capable, and the company has unlimited potential. According to the current development trend, artificial intelligence will definitely be a blue ocean in the future."

"What's the current focus of Jiang Shen's Wuwen Technology? Judging from their announcement, it seems to be a large-scale AI model? Aren't Europe and the United States far ahead of us in this area? It seems difficult to surpass!"

"Why do I care so much? I just want to know when Jiang Shen can come down to earth to star in some TV dramas. I can't even imagine how involved he would be!"

"The upstairs guy is possessed! Isn't this just a waste of time?"

"I seem to have seen news that Jiang Shen is now semi-retired, so he has time to participate in the recording of Taohuawu."

"Ah? You're already half retired at such a young age?"

"I don't want to think too much anymore. I'm looking forward to the next episode of Taohuawu! It looks like there will be some sweets!"

"Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi's behavior today is clearly not right!"

"That's right, Zhou Ye is still a little cautious, and Meng Ziyi's eyes are so piercing, it's impossible to hide it at all!"

……

While the comment section was hotly discussed, two CP super topics, "Yi Jian Qing Xin" and "Jiang Zhou Yu Huo", were quietly established and quickly attracted a large number of CP fans to join.

With just one live broadcast, through the subtle facial reactions of Meng Ziyi and Zhou Ye, Jiang Qing had two CP combinations in the blink of an eye.

At the content security center of ByteDance’s Beijing headquarters, twelve curved screens are tracking this data tsunami in real time.

"Over a thousand new comments are added every second across the entire network, and sentiment analysis shows that 87% of the comments are worshipful."

The staff stared at the data screen, water droplets forming on the iced American coffee in their hands, and their eyes were filled with shock.

"Mr. Zhang, the public opinion monitoring system is overloaded."

Zhang Yiming's reflection swayed slightly on the screen, and his fingertips brushed across a 9-second video clip of Jiang Qing answering the question "Can AI replace humans?"

"Open all the backup servers."

He suddenly smiled, and there was a glint of wisdom in his eyes behind his glasses.

"Let the algorithm prioritize topics related to 'Team Building for Half of the Internet', especially the part where Mr. Jiang mentioned bringing his own chef."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

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Room 8, Taohuawu.

Meng Ziyi was signing in to the "Art Sees Love" super topic with three small accounts, and liked every comment that praised her and Jiang Qing's collaboration.

She kept refreshing the super topic, with a smile on her lips and the joy in her eyes almost overflowing.

Suddenly, her eyes paused.

Her fingertips hovered over the nine-grid screenshot of Jiang Qing wiping the cream. In the reflection of the watch in the third photo, she could see her reflection covering her mouth.

"You look so silly~"

Meng Ziyi covered her burning cheeks and murmured softly.

At this moment, there was a noise in the bathroom, and she quickly turned off the screen.

The white mist leaking out from the crack of the bathroom door was wrapped in the fragrance of shampoo. When Zhou Ye came out in wet slippers, the water droplets falling from the ends of his hair shattered into stars in the light.

She saw Meng Ziyi sunk into the mattress, and her eyes moved slightly.

"Sister Meng, are you watching the live broadcast replay?"

Zhou Ye seemed to be wiping his hair unintentionally, his eyes sweeping over the other person's phone which had suddenly locked its screen.

After the live broadcast ended, she had seen many screenshots of the live broadcast online, as well as the CP super topic between the two of them and Jiang Qing.

Meng Ziyi stuffed her phone under her pillow as if she had been electrocuted, and the overturned mug left a half circle of water stains on the bedside table.

"Just... just to see the feedback from netizens."

The afterimage of the super topic interface was swaying in the reflection of the water mark, and the word "Qing" was twisted into a heart shape in the ripples.

The air conditioner suddenly increased its air flow, blowing away the steam rising from Zhou Ye's hair.

She stared at the tips of Meng Ziyi's ears, which were slightly red, and thought of the two screenshots that had gone viral in the super chat: the reflection of Meng Ziyi covering her mouth in the light of Jiang Qing's watch, and her own blushing cheeks as she pulled her twin ponytails.

"Sister Meng."

Zhou Ye suddenly knelt on the mattress, her wet hair leaving dark marks on her nightgown.

"Do you think Jiang Qing... looks like the male lead from an idol drama?"

Her damp fingertips unconsciously stroked the bed sheet, leaving winding traces on the light gray fabric.

Meng Ziyi clenched his palms suddenly, and the scene of Jiang Qing wiping the cream off his shirt during the day suddenly flashed back in front of him.

In that slow motion that had been captured a million times, his fingers traced the arc of his lapel, as if plucking her tense nerves.

"Oh my, netizens just love to pair people up!"

She suddenly turned over and pressed down the pillow that contained her cell phone, and her exaggerated laughter startled the birds perched outside the window.

"Look, they also said you had starry eyes for Jiang Qing!"

"No way~"

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhou Ye lowered his head shyly, Meng Ziyi quickly took out his cell phone and tapped it repeatedly.

The moment Zhou Ye looked up, Meng Ziyi handed the phone to her.

On the phone screen that she showed was the post in the #江周钓火# super topic that she had liked five minutes ago.

Zhou Ye's towel suddenly fell, and the water droplets on the ends of his hair hit the lock screen photo.

That was the scene in the trailer released by the program team where Jiang Qing bent down to pick up her fallen hair tie.

In the screenshot, he was extending his arm to hand her the hair tie, while she was looking up at him.

He was laughing, and he was laughing too.

The super topic host’s caption “Private Spring Day” sparkles.

“These netizens are really…”

Zhou Ye covered his hot face with a pillow, and his voice was muffled in the crack of the pillow.

“I can eat anything.”

The fact is, she has set this picture as the cover of her private photo album.

"So, I accidentally stained his clothes during the live broadcast, and I was panicked and embarrassed."

"I didn't expect it to be interpreted like this. I'm really impressed!"

Meng Ziyi pouted with an indignant look on her face, with her hands on her slender waist, looking very angry.

Her chest rose and fell violently, creating a dazzling arc, and she seemed to be in great distress.

Zhou Ye stared at her silently, with no emotion in his eyes.

A few seconds passed, and just when Meng Ziyi was at a loss, Zhou Ye suddenly burst out laughing and put his arm around her.

"Hey, Sister Meng, don't be angry. Netizens are like that. They can make fun of anything. It's not surprising at all."

Her voice was soft and coquettish, which finally put Meng Ziyi's heart at ease.

"I'm not angry. Netizens are just spectators. That's just how it is."

"It's not a big deal to watch the excitement."

Meng Ziyi touched her head and grinned.

"Yeah, Sister Meng, don't think too much."

"I'm going to blow-dry my hair first."

"Okay, go ahead."

After watching Zhou Ye walk into the bathroom, Meng Ziyi lay down on the bed and let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, I got over it.

When Zhou Ye dried his hair and returned to the bed, he found Meng Ziyi curled up like a shrimp and sleeping soundly.

She gently pulled out the pajamas belt that was pressed down, without noticing that Meng Ziyi's eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings at an angle that she couldn't see.

Meng Ziyi's second Weibo account posted the latest update five minutes ago, "I tried hard to keep my secrets hidden today!"

The accompanying picture was the photo of Jiang Qing covering her mouth in the reflection of her watch.

At three in the morning, an anonymous question suddenly popped up on Zhihu's trending list: "What is the No. 27 Yanggongdi that Jiang Qing mentioned?"

The most-praised answer posted a screenshot of Gaode Map. On the plan of the West Lake Scenic Area, the coordinates are exactly on the central axis of Leifeng Pagoda and Three Pools Mirroring the Moon.

That location is not open to the public.

(End of this chapter)