Chapter 18 The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, like a neon dance 1 song
According to his memory, Zhang Lin clicked on the Facebook account newly registered today.
When working abroad, you must download the world's largest instant messaging software to easily understand the latest international trends and hot searches.
Ignore the hot search recommendations prompted by the Facebook system.
Zhang Lin clicked on the search bar and searched for Li Weiluo of Hanguo Ewha Womans University.
Soon, a large number of search results appeared.
After making a judgment, Zhang Lin clicked on the account he thought should be the best one.
The page refreshed, and what came into view was a photo of a woman riding a horse.
Just like in the previous life, after Li Weiluo posted this photo, passers-by just thought she was a horse-riding girl with a sweet smile, and they just liked it casually.
However, the whole thing in the previous life started to develop in a completely different direction because of a comment.
[This is a horse that won a prize in a competition, and its pedigree is very good. The price is at least over 10 billion. ]
A stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Everyone is full of curiosity about such a girl riding a horse:
What is her family background?
Why can I ride a horse worth 10 billion?
Is she the child of a high-ranking official in Han Dynasty?
Or is she the daughter of a Han Guo chaebol?
As a result, netizens left messages on social media, hoping to dig out Li's background.
Seeing such an ordinary photo with so many people talking about it, Li Weiluo was dissatisfied, so she immediately "bombarded" these people.
"You losers, it's just that you don't have good parents."
It can be said that Li's move is a perfect interpretation of how to commit suicide.
As soon as these words came out, most netizens commented below, vowing to find out this woman's background and see what kind of family could raise such an arrogant daughter.
As the situation gradually spiraled out of control, more and more people began to wonder who this girl named Li Weiluo was.
Then, as more people joined in, the death-seeking girl not only succeeded in killing herself, but also her parents and her parents' backstage.
That's a great guy!
With her downfall, success detonated around the world.
'Everything is still in its infancy, this is big news! '
After looking through the comment section where there weren't many comments, Zhang Lin didn't see that comment.
This couldn't help but make him very excited.
Not sure if you want to send it out?
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Lin typed out the Korean text, but didn't publish it.
'I'm not a spy, I just applied for an account, browsed it randomly, and commented on top horse racing. '
'No, I didn't find it randomly, I searched for it directly. '
'I don't know anything about horse racing, so I can't justify it. '
'And if the incident comes to light, the data on my account will definitely be found out. '
After a long fight between heaven and man in his heart, Zhang Lin pressed his finger on the delete button.
At this moment, the system's pleasant prompt sound sounded.
[Practice your original intention and fulfill your mission.
To trigger the task, the host is asked to uphold the heart of a journalist and be deeply involved in this matter.
The task is completed and the host will be rewarded with one direct quota [Host Contest 2016]
With a sigh, Zhang Lin pressed the release button carefully.
The host competition is a stage where gods fight.
Kang Hui, Xi Qing, Sa Baining, Li Sisi, and Li Hong are all outstanding people whom he and his predecessors admired, and they are representatives of the Chinese poetry and calligraphy.
The players on this god-level stage are also super strong, how can I miss it?
After the comment was posted, Zhang Lin could not think about the scene of his glorious return to Beijing. He was immersed in the system and looked at the previous mission.
After looking around, I found that except for the fact that my starlight value had increased by 16 points, the mission still showed [In Progress].
"Are we going to wait for the show to air?"
After whispering, thinking that it should be good, Zhang Lin stopped worrying.
He looked back at the computer and found that his comments were like a mud cow drowning in the sea, without causing any waves.
Everything needs time to brew!
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The next day.
Zhang Lin, who had been in the comment area for half the night, yawned and began to learn from Lao Zeng and Sister Han about their experience as foreign correspondents.
At the same time, in the land of China, thousands of households were watching TV sets.
“Now, more than 20 years have passed, and we see before our eyes that in Hongsibao, high-rise buildings have risen from the sand dunes, and the desert has turned into an oasis.
So far, more than 120 million acres of forest have been planted, more than 70 acres of land have been developed, and the cumulative number of immigrants has reached 23. It is the largest poverty alleviation resettlement area in the country.
In addition, cultivation is also vigorously developed here.
Low water consumption industries such as grapes, wolfberries, daylilies and pasture. "
Stepping on the clean embankment of Yangliu Yiyi, Wang Bingbing had a sweet smile and a sweet voice.
Countless people across the country were also attracted by this cute and beautiful girl and stayed on the news channel.
Subconsciously gesticulating with her hands, Wang Bingbing, who was wearing simple clothes, looked at the camera and said: "It can be said that the people who moved here before were the driest and poorest people in the Xihaigu area.
For them, poverty alleviation is no longer a problem.
How to get rich is the next goal. "
After a pause, Wang Bingbing's voice became emotional.
“As a journalist, I travel to many places.
It is precisely because I have traveled to so many places and witnessed and understood the prosperity and poverty of those places with my own eyes that I cherish the beauty of this era even more. "
Although CCTV is familiar with the relationship.
However, the audience was familiar with it, and it was still a sweet-looking girl, so not many people changed channels.
Especially during lunch time, there are many male students on the canteen TVs of major universities with their heads raised and watching with relish.
On the TV, Wang Bingbing turned a corner and walked onto the bridge.
The river breeze blew and ruffled her hair.
The ancients said: The wind blows the fairy's sleeves fluttering, just like dancing in neon clothes.
At this moment, Wang Bingbing had this meaning inexplicably.
Everything looks so beautiful!
The wind gently blew her long hair, and she couldn't help but use her hands to gently penetrate it. Her softness and freshness completely made countless teenagers unable to extricate themselves.
"Ahhh, so beautiful!"
In a living room in Hefei City, a junior high school son’s exclamation earned him a slap in the face from his mother.
"Fuck, I'm so excited!"
In a billiards hall in the capital, a street kid covered his heart.
At this moment, countless people across the country have been hit by Wang Bingbing’s sweet crit.
A storm called "National Wife" is brewing.
In the news channel footage, Wang Bingbing kept talking in a soft tone.
“I would say that this country is probably far from a place where everyone is satisfied.
But in those remote areas that we have never thought of and seen, areas that a civilized society that puts interests first should have abandoned them.
This country is working silently to ensure that everyone has the dignity to live.
This is what I saw - China. "