The producer jumped out and replied instantly, "The leading actors deserve a lot of credit!"

Producer, “RMB 100 million on the first day is not too much, right?"

Director Wang, “The flag is here. The box office exceeded 100 million on the first day. Let's have a meal! Take your pick!"

Jiang Mian, “Then we have to wait for the Song Dynasty Movie Emperor to come together~"

Director Wang, “Xingjia, he has been very busy recently. But there is no rush, we must not miss anyone."

Jiang Mian opened Weibo and refreshed every review in real time. I will also give likes to film reviews that are more pertinent.

So much so that I fall asleep with my phone in my arms at night.

The next morning I was woken up by Sister Ning's phone call. Sister Ning cried with joy, "Baby, don't sleep! The box office on the first day exceeded 200 million! 200 million! The single-day box office runner-up! It's just worse than the one next door!" "

God knows how nervous she was last night. She stayed up all night watching the data. She hasn't been so nervous in years!

I couldn't help but tell Jiang Mian the good news at dawn!

Jiang Mian was still in a daze, "Huh? Two hundred million is just two hundred million..."

After realizing what Sister Ning said, she suddenly sat up straight, her eyes bright astonishingly, "Twenty million??"

She covered her mouth, fearing that she would scream uncontrollably. His eyebrows were smiling, and his face was full of surprise.

Although she had known for a long time that the results would not be too bad based on the film's production team, she did not expect that the results would be so good.

Sister Ning felt refreshed after not sleeping all night, and felt that all the waiting was worth it. She took a sip of tea to calm down her shock, "If you don't sing, you will be a blockbuster. Mianmian, you are awesome!"

The first thought that came to Jiang Mian's mind was that she wanted to share this good news with Ji Zhixiu!

She dropped her cell phone, didn't even put on her slippers, and ran downstairs with her white feet thumping on the carpet, "Axiu!"

Eyes searching everywhere.

Until the moment she saw the man in the living room, she suddenly felt that everything was quiet.

Some golden light slanted through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, refracted in the water glass on the coffee table, and also hit the man's three-dimensional and thin face. Adds a layer of brilliance.

The man's long legs were casually bent in front of the sofa, his shirt buttons were open on his chest, and he was holding an English translation in his hand with a lazy posture. Hearing her voice, he turned his head slightly and moved his focused gaze from the book to her face.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on her feet, frowned slightly, and then responded to her with a voice as beautiful as a violin, “I'm here, what's wrong?"

Jiang Mian watched Ji Zhixiu stand up, then turn his back to the light, and walk towards her step by step, his heart beating more happily.

Until the man was close to him, Jiang Mian suddenly became breathless.

She suddenly understood that this man was her exclusive heart.

This is a thrill that you would never get if you acted with any male actor.

Just because it's him, it can only be him.

A big smile appeared on Jiang Mian's lips, then she jumped up and hugged him, "Ahhhhhh! I'm going to be red!!!"

Ji Zhixiu raised his hand and hugged her tightly, feeling her joy, a look of endearment flashed in his eyes, "Is this the reason why you don't wear shoes?"

Jiang Mian's hands were firmly around his neck, and her legs were crossed on his body. There was unconcealable joy in her voice, "Have you seen the hot search!"

Ji Zhixiu couldn't do anything to her, so he held her in his arms and said, "Look," after a pause, he added, "It's great."

Jiang Mian wished she could roll over and was about to take out her cell phone and look at it again. Then I remembered I threw it upstairs.

She spread her palms and raised her chin, looking arrogant and proud, "Husband, I can lend you your cell phone."

Ji Zhixiu paused and said, "Wait."

Ji Zhixiu opened the lock without changing his expression, then switched to a Weibo account quickly, and finally handed it to Jiang Mian.

When Jiang Mian received the phone, she immediately checked the hot searches on Weibo. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Now everyone knows that our official blog produced a poster to celebrate the 200 million box office overnight."

Ji Zhixiu smiled and said, "Keep this momentum going and it will be even better in the future."

The discussion of this topic, the attendance rate, and the film scheduling rate made Jiang Mian very satisfied.

She struck while the iron was hot and posted a Weibo message, then exited Weibo after posting.

"So happy, so happy!"

Little did I know what kind of uproar would be caused on Weibo afterwards.

Ji Zhixiu: [Thank you everyone for supporting "High School Class Three", [Happy] [Happy] Remember to give more Amway to other friends! 】

Qingcun never closes: [? Has your account been hacked? 】

The peach blossoms remain the same: [I still remember that I caught a glimpse of Mr. Ji’s beauty in his prime on the financial news, and immediately searched for it on Weibo and followed it. It has been two years now, and this Weibo has grown weedy, and the big v has been deleted. Why did you suddenly post this Weibo today? ? 】

Xi Mo: [If I remember correctly, Ji’s family didn’t invest in this movie either? Propaganda for love? 】

Qing Huandu: [It is known that Mr. Ji has never participated in the production of High School Class 3, and he even posted a blog specifically to make calls. Does this mean there are acquaintances there? 】

Healthy use of mobile phones: [Following the popularity? 】

Anonymous friend: [Fart upstairs, we, Mr. Ji, have money and good looks, but we still need to ride on the popularity of a movie? 】

When Ji Zhixiu received the call, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "On New Year's Day, you'd better be busy."

Fan Cheng, “There is something I don't know whether to say or not..."

"Then don't say it."

Fan Cheng, “President, have you read Weibo? You are on the hot search!"

Fan Cheng was in a complicated mood. With the low profile of their CEO, he was not even willing to record an interview. He never expected that his breakout would be due to a Weibo post.

This generation of netizens is really outstanding, and because of this Weibo post, the tag of Class 3 in High School has gained a lot of exposure.

It quickly became a hot search topic, and many people were asking, who is Ji Zhixiu? Does it have anything to do with this movie?

Then someone answered.

Love Samba: [Ji Zhixiu, a well-established and powerful person in the Beijing circle. He is young and has more resumes than I have written in my thesis. He is low-key and rarely shows up. The largest central shopping mall in Kyoto in the country is owned by him [Eat melon]】

Alphabet Xuan Xigua: [Am I the only one who went to Baidu and knelt down immediately when I came back? This man is not only rich, but also handsome as hell! ! Attached is a photo of him in the financial news in the early days! forgive me! I can only find this one! 】

You hide it from me: [I call you husband! 】

When Fan Cheng saw the hot search, Ji Zhixiu had gained two million followers in one day.

The speed is staggering and terrifying.

He felt it was necessary to speak to the president, so he made this call.

"Am I on the hot search?" Ji Zhixiu asked.

Fan Cheng, “President, why don't you check Weibo? Also, do you want to find a way to remove the hot search?"

Ji Zhixiu opened Weibo and glanced at it until he saw the latest Weibo. A smile couldn't help but appear on her lips. Is this because she sent it without cutting the number this morning?

Then I opened the comment area and was silent.

What's this? Why are so many people calling him husband? ?

Ji Zhixiu pinched his eyebrows hard to keep calm, "There is no need to remove the hot search, if there are photos leaked, just delete them."

Whether it’s on trending searches now, it’s all about bringing popularity to the little girl.

Ji Zhixiu wanted to laugh when he thought that the little girl must not have noticed that she posted the wrong Weibo post.

Jiang Mian only realized at night that he had posted the wrong Weibo message. He was so comfortable using Ji Zhixiu's phone that he thought it was his own.

She threw Ji Zhixiu down, pinned him down, straddled his legs, and shouted, "Hurry up! Give me your phone! I want to delete it!"

Ji Zhixiu's eyes were getting darker and darker, and he looked at the little girl on his body with a calm expression on his face, “Don't you think that deleting it now is also trying to cover up the truth? You have seen everything that should be seen."

Jiang Mian was confused, "What if someone discovers our relationship?"

"No," Ji Zhixiu said quietly, and then joked, "Do you like this posture?"

By the time Jiang Mian realized how dangerous this position was, it was already too late, and he was easily pinned down by the man.

She let out a small exclamation, letting the shoulder sling slip off, and then the man left exclusive marks one after another.

Jiang Mian put a pair of soft skin on his shoulders and responded in kind.

The beautiful back arched slowly, causing the man to move even more frantically.

…

Shen family.

Shen Tingyu stared at the computer screen.

"Dong dong", Shen Muyuan knocked on the door and interrupted Shen Tingyu with a glass of milk in his hand.

Shen Tingyu quickly turned around, "Brother!"

"It's so late and you're still not sleeping? Mom asked me to bring you a glass of milk." Shen Muyuan smiled softly, walked forward in two steps, and handed it to her.

Shen Tingyu quickly took the cup and blocked the computer money without leaving a trace. He replied, “Thank you, brother, I will go to sleep right away."

Shen Muyuan touched her head and said gently, "Tingyu, I can feel that you have something on your mind when I come back this time. Can you tell me?"

Shen Tingyu met his caring eyes and said coquettishly, "Brother, even if I tell you, you don't understand what's going on with our daughter's family."

"I just think you're unhappy."

Shen Tingyu drank the milk in one breath and handed the cup to him. He was stunned when he heard this, "How could that be? Brother, I'm very happy."

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Shen Muyuan sighed inwardly and didn't ask any more questions.

He understands this sister, and as long as she doesn't want to talk, it's useless for others to ask.

"No matter what happens, you have to remember that I am still here. I will always be your brother and your strongest support. Don't think too much, just listen to the rain and rest early."

For a moment, Shen Tingyu almost blurted out.

She wanted to say that brother, it’s so tiring to like someone alone.

But if she was asked to give up, she simply couldn't do it!

She smiled bitterly in her heart and said with a sweet face, “I know, brother, good night."

"good evening."

The door was closed again.

Shen Tingyu was stunned for a moment before sitting down again.

Why did she return to China? Wasn't it Tu Jizhixiu?

Now that this man has long since lost sight of her, how can this make her happy?

She turned her gaze back to the computer, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart felt like it was being eaten by thousands of ants, and the fire of jealousy was raging.

Jiang Mian, I will let you know that if you steal someone from me, there will be no good end!