Good Luck in the Year of the Pig

    On Christmas Day, Lu Ying continued to be busy in the store. The number of girls around him in the mall has doubled, and some people seem to have come to see him on purpose? Lu Ying, who was so busy flying, was a little confused. Feeling a lot of blatant stares makes him fidgety.

    Until the colleague told him with envy: "Brother Lu, did you know that you were on the hot search yesterday?"

    "What's trending?" Lu Ying looked confused.

    "It was just yesterday that someone secretly photographed your photos and videos and posted them on the Internet, and then you became popular because of your beauty. Now many people know you, and most of these girls are coming for you , It’s really profitable to look good.”

    "Which network, show me." Lu Ying asked hurriedly.

    My colleague dug out his mobile phone and quickly looked for it, and then helplessly spread his hand: "Actually, it's strange, your news was suddenly deleted late last night, and today I can't even find the scum."

    "No more?"

    "Yeah, that's a pity, otherwise you'd definitely be on fire."

    Lu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and was busy with her work: "It's good if it's gone, I don't understand those things, and I don't want to attract unnecessary attention." Marriage, whether the son is biological or not, what kind of ghost, it is scary and irritating. He used to be fearless, but now he just wants to live peacefully with his son.

    The colleague immediately hated that iron is not steel, knowing that Lu Ying was not lying, but that Lu Ying was really resisting, no matter how evil he looked, it would not change his ordinary core, this is the A sincere man who is dedicated to being a good dad, but he doesn't know how to grasp it! God knows that when they first met Lu Ying, they were shocked when they first met Lu Ying, and then one by one, they helped out with their ideas. They all eagerly suggested Lu Ying to try it out. With his beauty, he would definitely be popular, even if he was lucky. No matter how bad it is, it is definitely better than doing errands in the supermarket. It is necessary to know how many parallel import broadcasters make money on a daily basis.

    In the end, it's useless to let everyone talk, Lu Ying is not moved at all. It's a waste to blind a handsome face. No matter how bad it is, you, a poor single father, can take advantage of his face and find a rich and rich woman to take care of him.

    After knowing that there was a reason for the incident, Lu Ying still sticks to her job and continues to endure the naked eyes of strangers, like a light on her back.

    Some people still publish beautiful photos and live videos about 'Christmas brother' from time to time on the Internet. It is a pity that the 'Christmas little brother' did not make waves all day. Many people found themselves posting Pictures and videos on the Internet, if they are hung up, they will become 'Sorry, the pictures/videos you posted have been deleted'.

     "What's the matter, the food for the little brother Christmas has been deleted?"

    "Hey, the video I just posted was complained! Everyone who wants to watch can secretly join the group."

    "By the way, the speed of the cleanup is too fast, I feel like being watched."

     "Didn't you say that little brother Christmas is an ordinary dad who works in the supermarket and delivers food part-time? Is there someone behind him?"

    "Nonsense, he wants someone behind him to sell it in the supermarket?"

    "Hype! Absolutely hype!"

    "New tricks to hype? I bet that little brother will make his debut in a month, and lose the keyboard!"

    "I looked at the little brother (#^.^#) openly at the scene. The real person looks better than the photo, and he is so tall! I just saw that the little brother is too hot and rolled up his sleeves , I'm going to blow my little brother's hands and arms! The fingers are really beautiful, white and glowing, and the muscles of the arms are very strong."

    "Don't be a nympho, you're not a celebrity or an internet celebrity, so don't harass people if you go to the scene on purpose!"

     "I despise the shameless person who exposes the information of the little brother!"

    "Hohohoho! I just bought chocolate, and the little brother talked to me! wdm, the little brother's voice is so good, low and soft, **** and cute, I asked him about the chocolate Sweet? He said um! 'Mmmmmmm...' Oh my God, my phantom limb is going to be Y!"

    "The upstairs is poisonous, is your surname dirty? ennnn..."

    Pop.

    The mobile phone was pressed heavily on the table, and the owner of the mobile phone pursed his lips tightly, but did not express his anger. The secretary and the others next to him were startled, and they didn't dare to come out and stomped on the ground. Qin Zhuopu realized that something was wrong, took a breath, and waved calmly: "You guys continue."

    Secretary Huang had no choice but to find that the always diligent workaholic Mr. Qin did not know what to do in the past two days, and suddenly he couldn't figure it out. A moment of gentleness and a moment of silence, he is like an anxious father waiting for his wife to give birth to a child outside the delivery room.

    So, Mr. Qin is addicted to online cloud sucking 'wife'?

    Secretary Huang's speculation is well-documented, and it is by no means excessive. President Qin ordered people to delete videos and pictures all night long, but those 'Christmas brothers' disappeared on the Internet, but there were a lot of plates in President Qin's mobile phone and computer! He almost thought that President Qin wanted to set up the beautiful photos of people on the desktop. Fortunately, President Qin was still the same President Qin, at least on the surface, he was stable.

    "Mr. Qin, do you need to contact Mr. Lu?"

    Secretary Huang reminded thoughtfully that as long as Mr. Qin is willing, what star and internet celebrity can't be seen?

    Qin Zhuopu shook his head, his voice steady as Taishan: "No need."

    Only Qin Zhuopu was left in the office. The bright sunlight swayed on his back, he bowed his head slightly, and looked directly at the old mobile phone in his hand.

    It is rare that the owner is not angry, but admits it magnanimously. Yes, I am a pig head.

    There is a little inexplicable pride in her small temper. It's heart-wrenching.

    Qin Zhuopu slowly opened the screen, and the most familiar face jumped up, it was himself.

    The person who can be seen in the mirror every day is very unfamiliar on the screen of this mobile phone. He is younger and more immature than today's Qin Zhuopu, and his smile is happier.

    At that time, he asked, why not just set up a photo of the two of us as a desktop?

    While playing with the new phone, the other party said with a smile, I think I am tired of looking at it, but your photos are more eye-catching. I just want to see you, don't you?

    He is very comfortable, what if you get tired of seeing me one day?

    The man hummed softly, if one day, this broken phone should be thrown away! Are you scared?

    I have no choice but to surrender, I am afraid! Afraid to die!

    Lu Yingke was so excited that she rode on his neck and took selfies.

    How many stories are stored in the phone, Qin Zhuopu does not know. When he searched for the location with great difficulty, he saw no one on the phone. It was in an inconspicuous potted plant in the airport, and the mobile phone lay quietly in it, blinking a dying red light.

    All photos, videos, and original items in the phone are cleared.

    The screen desktop is the only thing left... past.

    Oh, there are countless others, and the missed calls he dialed were scarlet.

    The sun sets in the west, and a cold winter wind blows outside the window.

    The pig head phone fell into the darkness in the man's hands, and was thrown into the drawer with a bang.

    Being busy until the evening, Lu Ying and his colleagues who worked overtime were eating in the lounge. At this moment, the colleagues next to him were still eating instant noodles, but Lu Ying used the microwave to heat the dinner that he brought with him. Fried rice with two fried eggs on top.

    Lu Ying swallowed her saliva and enjoyed it with her amazingly large rice bucket. Fried rice with minced meat, green peppers, carrots, chives and pickles smells especially delicious.

    The colleague who was holding the instant noodles could not help but sigh: "Brother Lu really knows how to live, and I will bring meals next time I work overtime."

    Lu Ying nodded silently, not speaking.

    Hehe, even if you say good things, this meal will not be divided for you, give up!

    In fact, none of Xiao Xianghuafan’s colleagues wiped their mouths, took out their mobile phones and brushed them, and after a while, he said: "Brother Lu, I really can't find your news, it was deleted. So clean."

    Lu Ying is completely relieved about this matter.

     "Brother Lu, you shouldn't offend anyone, someone doesn't want you to be popular, right?"

    Lu Ying paused and shook her head solemnly: "No." How could this be offended, but he really wanted to thank him. If it is really popular as my colleagues said, more people will come to watch him in the future, what's the point, he is not a gorilla. Like a star in the entertainment industry, the stars hold the moon, and people on and off the stage are stalking him. Thinking about it makes his back go cold. He is timid and thin-skinned. I don't even want others because he pays attention to the cubs. He likes ease and hates big changes in life.

     Colleagues analyzed: "There are definitely people staring at you, tsk tsk, completely staring at your photos and videos to delete, **** it, more ruthless than the public relations of those big stars."

    Lu Ying paused, biting the spoon and thinking for a second.

    "Maybe to help me."