"I have passed the qualifiers for the Asian Chopin International Piano Competition. Tomorrow at 1:30 p.m., at the Pengcheng Academy of Arts Concert Hall Rematch Open, will there be classmates from the Academy of Arts come to watch? Well, everyone, please add some fuel to me."

Qin Yang opened Weibo, entered a paragraph, and then posted a few photos, including the cover of the promotional materials for the selection competition, the photos of the arena, and the qualifiers test transcript. Of course, there was Qin Yang's second place, and finally posted a personal photo of Qin Yang in front of the field.

After checking it, there were no omissions, Qin Yang clicked on Post, then threw his phone into the bed and started taking off his clothes.

Soon, Qin Yang, wrapped in a bath towel, quietly slipped to the bathroom door, reached out and pulled it gently, and the door was indeed not closed.

Qin Yang opened the door and walked into the bathroom with a wicked smile. Turning around, he saw Han Qingqing soaking in the bathtub, his face red, biting his lips, and looking at him in shame.

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

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

Han Qingqing blushed and glared at Qin Yang with a fierce look, "Just rubbing his back?"

Qin Yang laughed and said, "Yeah, just rub your back."

Han Qingqing gave Qin Yang a blank look, "At this time, can you believe your men's words?"

Qin Yang's expression was slightly awkward, OK, this trick is so bad on the Internet, everyone is very familiar with it.

I just lie beside you and do nothing... I just hug you and don't do anything else... I just rub you, don't go in...

Qin Yang saw that although Han Qingqing had a look of peach blossoms, he did not scold him for going out. Perhaps she had not closed the door after coming in, so she had already made this mental preparation.

Qin Yang rubbed over with a smile, picked up the shower gel, rubbed Han Qingqing's back in the bathtub with her breasts in her arms, and then he rubbed his hands to other places. As he rubbed them, both of them rubbed them into the bathtub.

Finally, the water rippled and spread all over the ground.

...

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

Qin Yang was in high spirits instead, leaning against the pillow at the head of the bed, looking at Weibo.

He just posted on Weibo and threw away his phone and ran away. I wonder what the fans who followed him reacted.

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

I have only posted it for more than an hour, but I have been forwarded more than 7,000 times and more than 5,000 comments!

As a lazy person, there are so many people who are following him?

Qin Yang clicked on the comments, pulled down, and left messages in a dense manner. After a closer look, he was immediately amazed and crying.

"It's second! It's only a little bit worse than Dai Yun! Well, I admit that you are a pianist who has been delayed by successful entrepreneurs!"

"Awesome, my brother! How good are you doing? How good are you? This is the first time you participated in a piano competition. You can rank second, and you almost killed the new generation of new star Daiyun!"

"Haha, Pengcheng Art Academy! My school! Watch on time tomorrow, ask for a photo, and ask for autographs!"

"You made a good money and suddenly went to art. Do you want to be so erratic? What was last time? Filming? This time you were playing the piano? What are you going to do next time?"

"I asked together, will I play football next time and save Chinese football?"

"The suggestion of playing football is very constructive. According to Qin Yang's style of popularity, maybe it can save you?"

"If he really goes to play football, I will post it as a certificate and will definitely not miss a single game!"

...

Qin Yang was speechless. How was this building crooked?

It’s obvious that you are talking about playing the piano, why did you play football?

Save Chinese football?

I shouldn’t be a practitioner, even if I am a superman, I can’t save anyone, right?

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

"Why do you feel that both of the fans who are following you are so inappropriate?"

Qin Yang had a helpless expression, "What can I do? I am also very desperate."

Han Qingqing chuckled softly and said, "But you can see that everyone likes you very much. You don't usually post on Weibo. Suddenly post one, and everyone seems to have suddenly become alive. Look, after you have read the post for a while, there are more than a thousand more reposts. You are all very active."

Qin Yang smiled and said proudly, "Look, many people said they would come to watch the scene tomorrow to cheer me on. Haha, at least they are a bit popular, so they won't make people think they are completely Xiaobai Ding and bullying them at will."

Han Qingqing joked, "You are asking fans to make a fuss for you."

Qin Yang started to reply to some of the highest replies below. After all, on Weibo, it still requires interaction. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a policy that only publishes without any scruples?

Weibo, it’s just an interaction.

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

No wonder those celebrities have dedicated people to manage and reply to Weibo, and not many people like themselves have grown wildly.

Han Qingqing looked at Qin Yang's helpless look and couldn't help laughing, "Your Weibo is so active, you can find someone to help you..."

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

Han Qingqing showed two points of excitement in her eyes, but after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head and said, "Forget it, it's good for you to do this."

Qin Yang looked at Han Qingqing strangely, "Didn't you just say that I asked someone to manage it?"

Han Qingqing stretched out her white arm from the quilt and gently tapped Qin Yang's reply on the screen with her fingers, "Your Weibo has its own style, even if it is your reply, it will be the same. If I help you manage it, reply, or something, it may be very official and formal, which will create a sense of distance and unfamiliarity, which is not conducive to your relationship with your fans."

"Although you send less and reply less, it is precisely because of this that these replies with your style appear more interesting. Everyone will be more eager to get the opportunity to interact with you. If I reply to each of them or something, I will lose this meaning."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Okay, what you said makes sense. I don't point to them anyway. I just treat it as a group of friends and brag about it at all. If I really make Weibo every day, I guess everyone will not be interested."

Han Qingqing smiled with a smile, "That's the reason. I think many people will reply that you are going to see you tomorrow. It seems that I will stay away tomorrow so as not to be trampled by the crowd."

Qin Yang naturally knew what Han Qingqing meant to hide away, and that was to hide aside so that they would not be discovered about their lover's relationship.

Qin Yang leaned his head and kissed her forehead, "Well, I feel wronged."
Chapter completed!