The moment Cheng Zhi saw Song Baiyi’s new Weibo post, he felt his eyelids twitch twice.
Cheng Zhi knew that Song Baiyi was very active, but this time his efficiency was a little too high...
He didn't even have time to finish reading netizens' reactions to the sudden reversal of events, and then Song Baiyi finished discussing with the program crew and immediately issued a notice of Fang Qiao's withdrawal?
He wondered if Song Baiyi had prepared this Weibo post long ago, just waiting for the question he just asked.
But it would be better to let everything settle down as soon as possible, Cheng Zhi thought.
Anyway, he didn't want to be bothered by Fang Qiao's affairs anymore.
Thinking like this, Cheng Zhi clicked on Song Baiyi's comment section, and the first comment that caught his eye was the one Song Baiyi had just posted.
"Don't doubt it, this Weibo post was sent by me. Also, please ask the production team to repost it. @夏日神奇官方"
Um?
It seems that something even more worrying to Cheng Zhi is about to happen.
Because the person who posted the post was Song Baiyi, everyone's focus gradually changed from "Fang Qiao's withdrawal is so satisfying!" to "Why was this withdrawal notice sent by Song Baiyi?"
The comments under this Weibo post are more interesting than each other.
“I just wanted to ask Mr. Song if he had cut the wrong number, but he was afraid that we would misunderstand, so he made a comment to emphasize that he had posted it himself???”
"Teacher Song posts two Weibo posts a day, and the time between the two posts is less than an hour. I'm done with my youth 155551."
"Song Baiyi, please let the production team handle this matter. Don't let the name of a rubbish person like Fang Qiao appear on your Weibo, ok?"
"I can already sense through the screen that Mr. Song really doesn't like Fang Qiao, otherwise why would he specially use his own account to post..."
"Back to the previous point, didn't you realize that it was Fang Qiao who framed Cheng Zhi first? Cheng Yuan and Lu Xingxing had little contact with Teacher Song. So I think he was just trying to save his beloved this time, hahahaha. I bet 50 cents that there must be something fishy going on between him and Cheng Zhi..."
"There is something fishy going on +1. Song Baiyi's posting behavior this time is quite abnormal. I have been a fan of him for so many years, and this is the first time I feel that his Weibo posts have some kind of ulterior motive..."
"Hehehe, if you want to bring some private goods, add more. I love to see it!"
"Oh my god, no way? According to Song Baiyi's posting frequency, he will not announce his relationship with Cheng Zhi in the next post, right?!/猫猫震惊.jpg."
"Can CP fans reply to your super topic to discuss? I think it's quite normal for Song Baiyi to post this as a mentor... I really don't know what you guys are imagining all day long, and you even announced your relationship... You're overthinking it."
"+1, shouldn't everyone pay more attention to Fang Qiao's withdrawal from the competition?"
The comments under Song Baiyi's Weibo were full of heated arguments, and he himself was not calm either.
After reading Song Baiyi's wonderful performance on Weibo, Tang Rong sat on the sofa with a heartbroken expression.
He took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and then lectured Song Baiyi.
"Regarding Fang Qiao, you only sent one message. Now you sent me two messages in a row. What does that mean?"
"You were afraid that others wouldn't know it was you who posted it, so you went to the comment section to emphasize that it was you? Do you have a lot of free time? Why didn't you discuss it with me?"
"You feel that using the official account won't have enough influence, so you use your own account to post? Then should I buy you some firecrackers and customize a banner that says 'Congratulations to Fang Qiao for withdrawing from the competition', then run around the training camp with drums and gongs and announce it to the world?"
Song Boyi didn't hear a word of what Tang Rong said before, but he listened to the last sentence, which was that Tang Rong wanted to beat drums and gongs to celebrate Fang Qiao's withdrawal from the competition.
Song Baiyi put down his phone, and then said to Tang Rong calmly: "We have sufficient funds now. If you want, you can also hire a lion dance team. It might be more lively."
“…”
You're starting to get ahead of yourself, aren't you?
Tang Rong looked at the hopeless Song Baiyi in front of him and sighed softly, "I really am getting more and more confused now, what on earth is going on in your mind."
Then the next second, he looked at Cheng Zhi who was concentrating on looking at his phone.
After making sure Cheng Zhi couldn't hear their discussion, he approached Song Baiyi and asked quietly,
"So those two Weibo posts you just posted were for him?"
As he spoke, Tang Rong glanced at Cheng Zhi.
After noticing Tang Rong's hint, Song Baiyi chuckled softly, neither admitting nor denying it.
But after seeing the subtle changes in Song Baiyi's expression, Tang Rong gradually understood everything.
Tsk, those fans were right.
She is really so angry for her boyfriend that she tries her best to put her own personal opinions on her Weibo.
After figuring everything out, Tang Rong looked at Cheng Zhi, who was sitting aside looking at his phone, unaware that he was her boyfriend.
Then he looked at Song Baiyi, who was trying hard to hint at Lan Yan but to no avail, and sighed silently in his heart.
Now that things have come to this, he will help Song Baiyi again.
Take this opportunity to explain to Cheng Zhi the importance of maintaining high popularity. If he and Song Baiyi can create a CP and attract more fans, then Cheng Zhi will surely debut as the center, right?
It would be a wonderful thing if Cheng Zhi and Song Baiyi could have a successful love and career.
Thinking of this, Tang Rong cleared his throat twice, then spoke slowly.
"Cheng Zhi, you should have read all of Song Baiyi's Weibo posts, right?"
Hearing Tang Rong's question, Cheng Zhi put down his phone and looked up and replied: "Well, I've finished reading it. Is there anything wrong?"
In fact, Cheng Zhi also felt a little strange that Song Baiyi used his own Weibo account to post Fang Qiao's withdrawal notice.
So he just took advantage of the free time to go through all of Song Baiyi's Weibo posts from the past three months.
Then, apart from a few endorsement posters of Song Baiyi and certain brand products that he had never seen before, and a few photos of Song Baiyi and his teammates, he got nothing.
The rest is just business, sharing and promoting work-related matters.
To be honest, Cheng Zhi felt that the content of Song Baiyi's Weibo was like a stagnant pool of water and quite boring.
Therefore, Cheng Zhi could infer from the Weibo posts of the past three months that Song Baiyi was probably a person who did not like to share his life in public.
Just by reading Weibo, one can get a strong sense of alienation and distance.
If that’s the case, why did Song Baiyi post Fang Qiao’s withdrawal notice on his Weibo?
What’s the difference between this and throwing a bomb on your own Weibo?
Although this notice is related to Song Baiyi's work, it should be issued by the official program after all. It is more reasonable for Song Baiyi to forward it.
So when Tang Rong mentioned Song Baiyi's Weibo to him, Cheng Zhi's first reaction was: Is it because it is not appropriate for Song Baiyi to post these two Weibo posts now, so we should ask Song Baiyi to delete them and let the program team post them?
Tang Rong, on the other hand, assumed that Cheng Zhi was just reading the comments under Song Baiyi's latest Weibo post, and had already seen the group of girls frantically picking out sweets in the comment section.
But the reality was that after seeing Song Baiyi's comments, Cheng Zhi went back to read his previous Weibo posts.
So of course Tang Rong couldn't imagine that what Cheng Zhi was thinking in his mind was completely different from what he expected.
Tang Rong smiled knowingly, "It's good that you've finished reading it. After all, this is a special period. You and Song Baiyi are both at the center of the storm. I think there are some things that you should understand without me saying anything..."
Cheng Zhi frowned, not quite understanding what Tang Rong said.
What special period? What should he understand?
Could it be that Tang Rong meant that because of his own reasons, Song Baiyi's peaceful life, which was originally like his own Weibo, was affected?
Is he saying that I should stay away from Song Baiyi in the future and stop influencing him?
After figuring it out, Cheng Zhi was stunned for a while and didn't say anything.
Cheng Zhi knew that an agent's job was definitely to serve the future development of the artist. If Tang Rong asked him to keep a distance from Song Boyi in the future, he could understand it very well.
After all, there is a gap between his current status and Song Baiyi's. Song Baiyi's willingness to help him so hard should only be a kind act out of his status as a mentor.
Tang Rong had been kind enough to help him before, probably because of Song Baiyi. Now that the matter was resolved, there was no need for Tang Rong to help him.
Cheng Zhi would feel very guilty if his messy behavior affected Song Baiyi.
Then Tang Rong should also feel that her existence will cause trouble to him.
After all, no agent would want their artists to be disturbed every day by some unknown trainees.
After figuring it out, Cheng Zhi rubbed his ears, his expression a little unnatural.
"Well, I think I understand what you mean."
Tang Rong was quite surprised to see that Cheng Zhi understood his words quickly.
He nodded with satisfaction, and then began to praise Cheng Zhidao.
"I didn't expect you to have such a strong understanding ability. You should understand the specific steps without me telling you, right? We can start now."
Then when these words fell into Cheng Zhi's ears, they became: "You understand without me saying anything. You should know that you should stay away from Song Baiyi in the future, right?"
Cheng Zhi suppressed his current emotions and then nodded.
He silently put away his phone, stood up and walked in front of Song Baiyi.
"Teacher Song, thank you very much for helping me with Cheng Li's threat to me."
He paused, then continued, "If Fang Qiao withdraws, our team will be missing a member, and the choreography for the show will need to be rearranged. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the practice room to continue training."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi bowed slightly to Song Baiyi, then turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Tang Rong standing aside: Σxuez⊙chuan! ?
He hadn't even finished his words yet, why did Cheng Zhi leave?!
At this time, Song Baiyi was sitting on the sofa, a little confused by Cheng Zhi's sudden farewell.
Why does the tone sound like a farewell forever?
Song Baiyi was just busy discussing with the director the follow-up measures after Fang Qiao withdrew from the competition.
So he knew that Tang Rong and Cheng Zhi were chatting, but he didn't know what they were talking about.
However, Song Bai had a vague feeling that Cheng Zhi's sudden departure was related to the content of Tang Rong's conversation just now.
The next second, Song Baiyi stood up, crossed his arms and looked at Tang Rong.
"What did you just say? How come you scared him away with just a few words?"
Tang Rong rubbed his nose, and then recounted to Song Baiyi the entire conversation he had just had with Cheng Zhi, as well as his plan to continue hyping up the couple, word for word.
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became solemn, as if it had fallen into a deathly silence.
After a while, Song Baiyi turned around and took the dumplings and soy milk that Tang Rong had just placed on the table.
Then he stuffed it back into his hand expressionlessly and told him to leave quickly.
At the same time, Song Baiyi turned around and walked out to chase Cheng Zhi back.
Before leaving, he passed by Tang Rong, who looked confused, and left two words lightly.
"Tang Rong."
"You don't have to speak if you can't."
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