Chapter 1,184 Why Am I Wronged?

"I have passed the preliminaries of the Asian Chopin International Piano Competition China. Tomorrow at 1:30 pm, there will be a semi-final open competition in the Concert Hall of Pengcheng Art Institute. Are there any students from the Art Institute here to watch? Well, please give me a boost. "

Qin Yang opened Weibo, entered a paragraph, and then posted several photos, including the cover of the trial promotional materials, photos of the competition venue, and the test results of the qualifying rounds. Of course, the one with Qin Yang ranked second, and finally Posted a personal photo of Qin Yang in front of the game.

After checking that there were no omissions, Qin Yang clicked publish, threw his phone on the bed, and began to take off his clothes.

Soon, Qin Yang, wrapped in a bath towel, quietly slipped to the bathroom door, stretched out his hand and pulled it gently, and the door was indeed open.

Qin Yang opened the door, walked into the bathroom with a smirk, turned the corner, and saw Han Qingqing soaking in the bathtub, her face was red, biting her lips, looking at him in shame.

Since he came in, he naturally had to be cheeky at this time. Qin Yang took off his bathrobe with a smile and walked towards the bathtub.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to rub your back, so I'll rub it for you..."

Han Qingqing blushed and glared at Qin Yang: "Just rubbing your back?"

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "Well, it's just a back rub."

Han Qingqing rolled her eyes at Qin Yang: "At this time, can you believe what you men say?"

Qin Yang looked slightly embarrassed, okay, this routine has been posted all over the Internet, and everyone is familiar with it.

I will just lie down next to you and do nothing... I will just give you a hug and do nothing else... I will just rub against you and not go in...

Qin Yang saw that although Han Qingqing's face was full of love, she did not yell at him to go out. Perhaps she had not closed the door after entering, so she was mentally prepared for this.

Qin Yang walked over with a smile, picked up the shower gel, and rubbed the back of Han Qingqing, who was sitting in the bathtub holding her breasts. Then very naturally, he rubbed his hands and rubbed them to other places, and then rubbed them again. After rubbing together, both of them went into the bathtub.

Finally, the water rippled and covered the ground.

…

On the spacious and soft bed, Han Qingqing hugged Qin Yang like a lazy kitten, her whole body was fragrant and soft.

On the contrary, Qin Yang was full of energy, leaning on the pillow beside the bed and scrolling through Weibo.

He just threw his phone away after posting on Weibo and ran away. I don’t know how the fans who paid attention would react.

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment when he clicked on Weibo.

I've only been posting for a little over an hour, but it has been forwarded more than 7,000 times and received more than 5,000 comments!

I am such a lazy person, but so many people are paying attention to me?

Qin Yang clicked on the comment and pulled it down. There were so many messages. When he took a closer look, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Actually second! Only a little bit behind Daiyun! Well, I admit, you are a pianist who was delayed by a successful entrepreneur!"

"Awesome, my brother! You are really awesome at what you do. This is your first time participating in a piano competition, and you ranked second, and you almost killed the new generation star Dai Yun! "

"Haha, Pengcheng Art Academy! My school! Come and watch on time tomorrow, asking for photos and autographs!"

"You are making good money, and suddenly you start pursuing art. Do you want to be so erratic? What was it last time, filming? This time is it playing the piano? What are you going to do next time?"

"I'm asking, if you play the piano this time, will you play football next time to save Chinese football?"

"The suggestion of playing football is very constructive. According to Qin Yang's demeanor, maybe he can save someone?"

"If he really goes to play football, I will put it up as proof and he will never miss a game!"

…

Qin Yang was speechless. Where did this building tilt?

We were obviously talking about playing the piano, so why did we get involved in playing football?

Also save Chinese football?

Let alone a practitioner, even if I am a superman, I can’t save even one person, right?

Qin Yang was reading Weibo, and Han Qingqing was also looking with her big beautiful eyes. After a quick glance, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Why do you feel that all the fans who follow you are so crooked?"

Qin Yang looked helpless: "What can I do? I'm also desperate."

Han Qingqing smiled softly and said: "But it can be seen that everyone likes you very much. You don't usually post on Weibo. Suddenly you posted one, and everyone seemed to be alive all of a sudden. Look, you just looked at it now After a while, there were about a thousand more reposts. Fans like you are very active."

Qin Yang smiled and said proudly: "Look, many people said they would come to watch tomorrow and cheer me on. Haha, I am somewhat popular at least, so I won't make people think that I am just a noob who just bullies me."

Han Qingqing joked: "You are asking fans to make things difficult for you."

Qin Yang casually began to reply to some of the most liked replies below. After all, Weibo still requires interaction. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a policy announcement that only publishes without caring about it?

Weibo is all about interaction.

Qin Yang replied to the above Weibo post, then opened the private message and replied to a few messages. Later, he found that there were too many private messages and simply gave up.

No wonder those celebrities' Weibo posts have dedicated personnel to manage and reply to them. There are not many people who grow up like me.

Han Qingqing looked at Qin Yang's helpless shaking of his head and couldn't help but smile: "Your Weibo is so active, you can find someone to help you take care of it..."

Qin Yang curled his lips and said, "I won't post a single Weibo post for a month, so there's no need. How about you help me?"

Han Qingqing's eyes showed a bit of excitement, but she hesitated and shook her head: "Forget it, you're fine just like this."

Qin Yang looked at Han Qingqing strangely: "Didn't you just tell me to find someone to manage it?"

Han Qingqing stretched out her white arms from under the quilt and lightly tapped Qin Yang's reply on the screen: "Your Weibo has its own style, even your reply is the same. If it were me, Helping you manage and reply may be very official and formal, which will create a sense of distance and unfamiliarity, which is not conducive to the relationship between you and your fans. "

"Although you post less and reply less, it is because of this that these replies with your style are more interesting. People will be more enthusiastic about it and hope to get the opportunity to interact with you. If I reply to every post or What, it has lost its meaning.”

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Anyway, I don't point fingers at them. They just treat them as a group of friends. It's fine to brag and talk nonsense. If they really make one Weibo a day, I guess everyone will not. What’s the interest?”

Han Qingqing pursed her lips and said with a smile: "That's the truth. I see that many people have replied that they will come to see you tomorrow. It seems that I have to stay away tomorrow to avoid being trampled by the crowd."

Qin Yang naturally knew what Han Qingqing meant by staying away. It was to hide aside so that no one would discover their relationship.

Qin Yang reached out and kissed her forehead: "Well, I've wronged you."

Han Qingqing shook her head and smiled: "Such an outstanding man is now my boyfriend. Why should I feel wronged?"