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

Chapter 78 Chain Reaction, Death Before Success
At 10:18 am, the Weibo server froze three minutes after Jiang Qing clicked send.

When the entry "Jiang Qing's first Weibo update" suddenly became the number one trending search, Weibo programmer Wu Yu was on duty while biting into a steamed bun.

When he saw the pork ribs and corn and the faintly visible corner of a red plaid shirt in the picture, his hands shook so much that he spilled soy milk on the keyboard.

He knew that a big event was coming!
The top UP host in the film and television section of Bilibili, "Ajue the Kedaharian", was broadcasting live and his voice broke when he saw the special attention reminder.

"Look everyone! Is this the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant? The pattern on this stove is exactly the same as the one where Zhou Ye made scallion oil noodles during his livestream!"

The screen was instantly filled with comments like “That’s it!”.

The top three hot topics on Zhihu were quickly occupied by related topics.

The highest praise answer is analyzed from a business perspective:
"Wuwen Technology founder Jiang Qing showcased a daily life scenario for the first time. Does this mean Wuwen Technology will have new moves? Will it involve the entertainment industry, or perhaps the catering industry?"

In the real-time updated comment section, the one with the most likes was: "Thanks for the invitation. I'm on the Li River, just got off the bamboo raft, can you see Zhou Ye's shadow in the reflection of the edge of the casserole!"

Douban Group 8 quickly became the third largest commenter, and one member, "Did Jiang Zhou Yu Huo get his marriage certificate today?", took a screenshot and zoomed in on the edge of the casserole.

"See that blurry reflection? It's definitely Zhou Ye's profile! This angle means the two of them were definitely no more than thirty centimeters apart when the photo was taken!"

The commenter "I've moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau" posted a Reuters photo of the show for comparison.

"The red checkered shirt is Zhou Ye's casual attire today! The style of Jiang Shen's shirt matches the airport photos that were leaked this morning!"

The host of the "Yi Jian Qing Xin" super topic looked at the data of losing 20,000 fans in half an hour, and silently moved the screenshot of Meng Ziyi's Weibo three days ago in which he liked the "Jiang Qing Meng Ziyi CP mashup" and pinned it to the top.

Some CP fans who had quit and turned against the couple were howling in the square: "Have you ever seen the protagonist personally break up the CP? Jiang Shen is like carrying a Luoyang shovel to fill the dirt for Yi Jian Qing Xin!"

When the midday sun was at its hottest, Zhou Ye was blocked by Yao An in front of the bamboo plaque where osmanthus flowers were drying.

She held up the phone and deliberately drew out the sound, with a teasing look on her face.

"Would someone like to explain how a Michelin chef turned corn and rib stew into a charcoal casserole?"

"As long as Jiang Qing says it tastes good!"

Zhou Ye stood on tiptoe to grab the phone, his ears still red from the incident in the kitchen.

The cell phone she hid in her apron pocket kept vibrating, and the notification of the Weibo post she paid special attention to lit up and went out.

Jiang Qing leaned leisurely on the wicker hanging chair outside, looking at the message popping up in the private message.

Wildfire spreads: "Dr. Jiang did this on purpose?"

Shinnosuke: "The clay pot does have the abstract beauty of a Michelin-starred creation. (Smile)"

Tianlei Gungun: "You're done! (Left hum)"

Emperor Yu: "Can I apply for workers' compensation for pork rib soup? (smirk)"

……

"Ah……"

He couldn't help but laugh out loud at the words of this group of silly netizens. It was really funny.

In the Jiangzhou Yuhuo super topic, the microscope girls have discovered that the two people’s Weibo IP addresses both show "Guizhou".

A popular fan named "When will Jiang Zhou Yu Huo give birth?" posted: "When you were studying the reflection, did anyone notice that Editor-in-Chief Jiang wrote the copy three times?"

"From the cooking demonstration to the culinary creation and finally the accident scene, who can understand this kind of tenderness that is only concealed?"

This post instantly received a lot of comments, and the term "The fishing fires in Jiangzhou are real" became a hot search.

-

Shanghai, the set of “Our Best Years”.

"Card!"

"This one is over, take a ten-minute break."

As the director's voice came through the loudspeaker, Chen Duling smiled and expressed her gratitude to the staff around her, then took the water cup handed to her by her assistant and walked towards the lounge.

"Sister, there's something I want to tell you."

The female assistant hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but speak.

"What's wrong? Just tell me what you have to say."

Chen Duling glanced at the assistant beside him and said with a familiar smile.

"Um...Mr. Jiang is on the trending search."

The assistant couldn't help but become nervous when he saw Chen Duling suddenly stop and the smile on her face disappear in an instant.

"With Mr. Zhou Ye, I think we were in a Chinese restaurant."

She thought about it and continued.

Chen Duling's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Oh, I know."

Immediately, she responded softly, a smile appearing on her fair face again, and continued to walk towards the lounge.

The assistant was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he was seeing things, and hurriedly chased after him.

The moment he turned around, the smile on Chen Duling's face quickly disappeared.

She guessed that Jiang Qing would go find Zhou Ye, but she didn't expect him to act so quickly.

So, he is busy explaining the scandal with her?
Jiang Qing, you are indeed very special to her.

Perhaps a childhood sweetheart is not as good as a gift from heaven.

but……

Chen Duling, dressed in a red suit, gently raised the corners of his lips, creating a shallow arc.

I am not a rotten white moonlight.

-

Wang Qianran knelt by the bay window of the apartment, and his new manicure left tiny scratches on the edge of the tablet.

On the screen, Taohuawu was broadcasting the part where Jiang Qing was smiling and telling Zhou Ye that he was a science and engineering man who didn't understand art. The barrage of comments was filled with words like "so good" and "wife-protecting maniac".

And she has watched this episode at least twenty times.

"Ding--"

Paying special attention to the hot search terms that popped up in the push notifications, Wang Qianran quickly clicked on Jiang Qing's first Weibo post, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

The moment she zoomed in on the reflection of the casserole in the picture, she felt a rusty taste in her throat.

The dresser drawer was yanked open, and the film from the Taohuawu co-branded Polaroid camera scattered all over the floor. Trembling, she dug out the discarded prop from the production crew she'd paid a high price for last week: a disposable paper cup Jiang Qing had used, a faint lipstick mark still on the rim.

The screenshot of the program showed that this was the glass of lemonade handed to him by Zhou Ye, and the barrage of comments at the time were all about the two of them "indirectly kissing."

"Sister, it's time to put on a face mask."

At this time, the assistant carefully reminded outside the door.

Wang Ran suddenly grabbed the eyebrow trimmer and scraped the blade repeatedly on the edge of the cup.

Not until the pale pink marks completely disappeared did she whisper softly to the distorted smile in the mirror.

"The dirt has been wiped off."

-

Hengdian, the set of "Agarwood Like Crumbs".

"Sister Meng, sister Meng, my heart is in danger when I see you!"

Yang Zifeng rushed into the lounge, spotted Meng Ziyi and walked straight towards her. He thrust his phone screen in front of her while she was still confused.

"Look, Jiang Shen and your good sister are trending again. I bought your shares, so you can't slack off!"

Yang Zi looked extremely worried as if something terrible had happened.

Of course, if you ignore the gossip in her eyes.

"Let me see."

Meng Ziyi frowned and snatched her phone. She poked the screen with her finger that had just finished getting an acrylic manicure. The nails inlaid with diamonds magnified the pork rib soup in the picture on Jiang Qing's Weibo tenfold.

The word "explosive" following the hot search term "Jiang Qing's first Weibo post" made her eyes sore. When the push notification popped up, she slammed the powder puff in her hand on the mirror.

"Zhou Xiaoye, you're done!"

She grinned at the photo of pork ribs and corn soup on her phone.

"We agreed that whoever gets out of being single first is a dog!"

"Why are you so quick? Are you so eager to declare yourself the winner?!"

"Sister Meng, you almost broke your phone."

"Just a reminder, this is my phone."

Yang Zi held back her laughter and poked her puffy cheeks.

"Who said last week that sisters are like siblings and men are like clothes?"

"That depends on what kind of clothes they are!"

"Jiang Qing's is top-notch haute couture!"

After he finished speaking, Meng Ziyi's expression suddenly changed.

"No, even top-tier couture can't compare!"

She added seriously.

Yang Zi raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.

Although I always knew that Meng Ziyi liked Jiang Qing, I didn't expect that she would value Jiang Qing so much.

In her opinion, Meng Ziyi's love was at most unrequited.

Perhaps it was because of Jiang Qing's identity that she was attracted by his many halos.

But now it seems that these sisters are serious about it.

Tsk...sisters.

I’m afraid this road is not easy to walk on!

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A high-end apartment in Beijing.

During the break, Zhang Ruonan did yoga in the living room at home, and watched some TV series and variety shows.

At this moment, her spine extended into a crescent arc in the sun salutation, and the back muscles under the silk yoga clothes undulated and flowed like the Dunhuang flying silk ribbons.

When she turned into the side twist, sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows, cutting out the golden section of light and dark at the 62cm waist.

The mermaid line, invisible to outsiders, sinks into the shadow of the high-waisted yoga pants with breathing, like the natural texture of the sand dunes etched by the wind.

At the moment when beads of sweat rolled down her neck into the clavicle, she was completing her third set of the magic chair pose.

At this moment, the TV in front of her was playing the second episode of Taohuawu.

When she saw Jiang Qing say that "the so-called difficulties are nothing but a projection of cognition", she couldn't help but shudder, feeling a sense of awe.

It also made her feel particularly unfamiliar.

When Jiang Qing answered that the primary criterion for choosing a partner was appearance, she suddenly smiled.

The image of Jiang Qing in the picture instantly coincided with the image of the young man in her memory who always talked about repairing tractors.

After parting with Jiang Qing that day, she took the time to look up some information about him. Apart from the information that was circulating online, she even searched through the forums of USTC.

But according to the information she knew, Jiang Qing seemed to have some...

Not close to women?

Probably so.

But now he has been involved in scandals with so many female stars, including himself. Is this all a coincidence?
She could confirm that it was definitely true. After all, they didn't even have any contact information now. It was purely a chance encounter. But with Zhou Ye, Meng Ziyi, and Chen Duling, it didn't seem fake, right?

"Ding dong..."

At this moment, a special attention reminder came from the mobile phone placed aside.

The moment Zhang Ruonan picked up her phone and saw the hot search content, her eyes paused slightly.

From this perspective, Zhou Ye has already occupied the high ground?

Please, I finally became interested in a boy, it won’t end before it even begins, right?

Zhang Ruonan's face turned bitter and she pouted in sorrow.

Does this count as dying before achieving success?

(End of this chapter)