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When Zhao Weiwei heard Chen Ran talk about the internet celebrity aunt's chat, she smiled so hard that she tilted her back.

"Hahaha, I know that person. I've been quite popular in the Jinling anchor circle recently. I seem to be called Xiao Gongju."

Chen Ran said hilariously: "It sounded pretty good at first. I turned around and looked at my face. It was just a scene of the overturning."

Wang Xinghui took a sip of water and recalled: "It's okay, at most, the powder is thicker."

Zhao Weiwei didn't expect that he was so naive, so she clicked on the fighting voice and found the homepage of the internet celebrity aunt.

"Don't believe it. Look here, they have verified it by their real name. This little master is from 1986."

"1986?" Wang Xinghui took a deep breath. He didn't feel like he was. He felt that he was about the same age as Han Jiaojiao.

Chen Ran turned his head and looked at Zhao Weiwei's mobile phone screen, and couldn't help but sigh: "I thought it was in 2006 when I heard the sound."

Zhao Weiwei clicked on a video casually, looked at the beautiful and beautiful little boy under the filter on the screen and said with some envy: "Her voice is really attractive. In the per capita filter, she has nearly one million fans in less than half a year."

Chen Ran nodded slightly.

There are many internet celebrities who have become popular in the fighting sound. Some people have gained tens of millions of fans overnight, while others have gained hundreds of thousands of fans with just one news. Some time ago, there was a Miss Zheng who gained 300,000 fans overnight with just one [Ms Zheng said everything right].

However, what many people don’t know is that under such a glamorous Internet celebrity economic chain, the real situation is that small anchors are struggling to survive in the food and clothing line, begging fans for three consecutive times every day, and dreaming of becoming popular overnight.

Part-time anchors like Zhao Weiwei who have been working in Douyin for two years now only have more than 100,000 fans.

No wonder she looked at the little boy's video and her little face seemed to have lemonade sprayed on her face.

"Wow, cousin, you were photographed as material by her."

At this time, Zhao Weiwei suddenly exclaimed and said to Wang Xinghui behind her: "Look, she said you are the only Corvette owner in Jinling, the mysterious and low-key rich second generation, and the prince charming in her dream."

"Vomit..." Wang Xinghui squirted out a sip of water.

Chen Ran frowned slightly, took the phone and looked at it for a while, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't take a picture of his license plate or himself, but a back appeared vaguely.

"Sister, go find a class... Hahaha, cousin, I didn't expect you to be quite humorous. Many fans of the young master gave you a thumbs up. Look, some people say you have a good figure and ask if you are a fitness coach. You also want to add you on WeChat."

Wang Xinghui also came over to look at the barrage. After seeing himself on the screen, he said in amazement: "Am I so handsome?"

Chen Ran looked at Wang Xinghui, who was fair-looking and strong-wed under the camera, looked up at the realistic version of Wang Xinghui, frowned, and then thought jumped out.

Zhao Weiwei also said, "Hey, you won't be sarcastic. My cousin added a filter to beautify her. She really feels like a stylist. She looks a bit like that Rundong. However, your figure is stronger than him and you should be about the same size. How tall is my cousin?"

When Wang Xinghui saw the beauty praise him for being handsome, he couldn't help but lift his chest: "Haha, Vivi is joking, I'm just taller, 186.5."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's even more like it. No wonder so many people are crazy about flowers."

"Who is Rundong? Are you handsome? Let's take a look." Wang Xinghui asked with a chuckling.

Zhao Weiwei took a photo on Baidu, and Chen Ran also came over to take a look. I have to say that it really looks a bit ugly, handsome.

Single eyelids and a big nose bridge. However, Wang Xinghui has a labor reform hairstyle, and the hairstyles of big stars are professionally created. You should know that a man's hairstyle can even be used to change the world.

After thinking thoughtfully for a while, Chen Ran said to Zhao Weiwei: "Viwei, turn on the Douyin and help my brother adjust a filter to try to see how the camera feels. I have an idea."

Zhao Weiwei was very smart and had guessed Chen Ran’s intention. After nodding, she observed Wang Xinghui.

Finally, he said in a surprising way: "Cousin, take off your shirt, it's best to change your pants to a tighter pair of jeans."

"Uh, what are you doing? There is no need, I like to wear sportswear."

Chen Ran said aside that Wang Xinghui had to change it even if he didn't change it. As for jeans, Chen Ran had them at home. If his pants were worn by Wang Xinghui, they would be tighter because Wang Xinghui's legs were very thick.

While Wang Xinghui went to change his clothes, Chen Ran asked about the situation of the Wrangler.

Zhao Weiwei secretly kissed him, hugged his neck and said, "Sister Sheng liked that car very much. The price of 340,000 yuan was just within the acceptable range of her. She should send you the deposit later."

Chen Ran nodded, saying that everything was left to her to handle, so he was relieved and became a hand-off manager.

Zhao Weiwei pinched his waist with a bad temper and then talked about the Porsche 911 Turbo S delivered.

"Oh, that car was lent to a friend as a wedding car."

Chen Ran replied casually, and couldn't help but think of Su Xiao in his mind. He had not been in contact for several days and missed her inexplicably.

Will men really become scumbag after they have money?

Just as Chen Ran was thinking about it, a sound of footsteps came from behind him.

The two of them turned around and looked, their eyes lit up.

Wang Xinghui took off his top, and his muscles were all covered with clear edges and black jeans on his lower body, and casually wore a pair of Converse canvas shoes under his feet.

It seemed that he knew that his hairstyle was not good-looking, so he took a baseball cap by Chen Ran and directly covered most of his face.

Don’t underestimate this little detail, just because of this hat, Wang Xinghui, who was originally locally rustic, instantly turned into a handsome man.

"What a great figure, cousin, if you shoot a video and upload it, you will have tens of thousands of fans in minutes."

Zhao Weiwei was very proud of her praise and immediately took out her phone and adjusted the filter parameters. Because there was no fill light, the picture was a bit darker, but because of this, it added a hint of mystery to Wang Xinghui's lens.

Wang Xinghui said embarrassedly: "Brother, you won't really want me to be an internet celebrity, right?"

Chen Ran signaled him not to speak. As soon as he spoke, his duckling voice immediately broke the overall atmosphere.

Zhao Weiwei couldn't help but mutter, "Cousin, don't speak for now. I'll record a video to see the effect. However, you should practice your voice. Such a good figure, your voice is not worthy of you."

Wang Xinghui looked incredible: "Can you practice your voice?"

Seeing that he spoke again, Zhao Weiwei said angrily: "Nonsense, of course I can practice it. Oh, don't talk for now, stand up and put on a poss, I'm going to start recording."

After more than ten minutes.

With a song "Attention" as a BGM, and Zhao Weiwei's skillful camera switching, each camera highlight moment is on the drum beat of "Attention".

"Such handsome!"

Wang Xinghui couldn't help but boast about it after seeing it himself.

Chen Ran was also quite surprised. This video was not only popular when it came to the fighting sound, but there was definitely no problem in harvesting a wave of young ladies who were crazy about flowers.
Chapter completed!