First?

He Xiao didn't believe it at first sight. He sat down and stared at his phone carefully.

That line of text is so real!

Although it only has one day, although it only has one time, it is also an honor!

Because He Xiao never spent a penny or made a list once, this hot search was not bought, but rushed up with real data.

At the same time, He Xiao's number of fans is also growing wildly.

At eight o'clock in the morning, many people have already gotten up, and some people missed the wonderful things of last night. After seeing the hot search this morning, they will definitely click in curiously, and then they will either be attracted by fans or start to have an impression of He Xiao in their minds.

"This guy is OK."

“Singing well.”

“Awesome arrangement.”

"I've become a little fan."

“…”

Similar comments appeared on Weibo one after another.

What made He Xiao happy the most was that the number of fans increased by 1.8 million overnight.

After the show was broadcast, Su Minrui did not increase so many fans in one night, only He Xiao’s level was half.

Later, as the reputation of the program fermented, the clicks on the Internet became higher and higher, and he accumulated to the millions little by little.

In fact, it is already awesome to be able to get a million followers without buying fans, which means that this person must have his own uniqueness.

Su Minrui relies on singing skills and good external image, while He Xiao relies on his talent purely on his talent.

He has never been He Xiao's strengths. Among ordinary people, he is a handsome and clean boy. It is not an exaggeration to call him a handsome guy, but if he throws him into the entertainment industry with a lot of handsome men and beautiful women, he will become an ordinary person.

Fortunately, He Xiao has always been on the route of a powerful idol, and he never thought of becoming a traffic star.

After passing the assessment, the big rock fell in my heart.

He almost couldn't sleep that night and couldn't even sleep. He was in great pain. He stayed until dawn before he slept in a daze for a while. He still had a shallow sleep and woke up as soon as the sun shone.

This was something that had never happened before. When he was in his hometown, he was used to being at peace. He was really like a dead pig. He couldn't wake up even if he beat gongs and drums in his ears.

What impressed me most was that one year during the Spring Festival, someone set off firecrackers outside. He slept on the kang in the inner room. He fired a half-hour cannon, and he slept for half an hour, which was so heavy.

"Every day, I've been in a state of mind."

He Xiao said to himself, and came to the bathroom and rubbed his face.

As a poor man with a humble background and about to enter the entertainment industry, any movement is enough to make him nervous and pay attention. Who makes him a complete newcomer?

Wash your face and brush your teeth, put on clean clothes, He Xiao went downstairs to buy breakfast.

Bang bang bang bang!

He Xiao, who had not waited to leave the house, heard the sound of slapping the windows on the balcony, which scared him. This is the eleventh floor, who can come up to take pictures of the windows? It's haunted?

He grabbed the broom and walked over, but he didn't see anyone outside the window, but he saw it on the balcony next to his house.

The two balconies are quite close to each other and they also have transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, so you can see each other in a corner of the living room.

And the next door is naturally the 1111 room where the landlord’s sister lives.

That's right, it was Zhang Xuran who took the window.

She yawned, wearing loose pajamas, barely legs, barefoot on the floor, looking at this side through the window.

"You... go downstairs... bring me one..."

A voice came, but I couldn't hear it clearly. He Xiao looked at his mouth for a long time before he understood what it meant.

I love this guy wants him to help bring breakfast.

He Xiao was also amused and crying, "Hey, I just took pictures of the windows early in the morning for this? You are so annoying!"

"What? You said I'm sour?" Seeing He Xiao open his mouth, Zhang Xuran said with a distorted mouth.

"...Okay, you'd better rest." He Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he replied perfunctorily, took the key, took the elevator and went downstairs.

Zhang Xuran's two houses have a very good location. When you go out, you will find a lot of shops, barber shops, snacks, and supermarkets.

He smiled and found the Lanzhou Hotel, a national chain, and ordered two bowls of beef noodles without beef. He packed them home.

When he passed by the newsstand, he couldn't help but go up and searched, wanting to see if there were any reports about him.

Beijing News? No!

Beijing Morning News? No!

Oriental Morning Post? No!

He Xiao flipped through several times, but couldn't find what he wanted.

"Boss, do you have an entertainment newspaper? You need the latest one." He didn't give up and looked at the newsstand owner who was playing with his mobile phone and asked.

"Yes, these are all new." The boss didn't even raise his head, picked up a stack of newspapers and handed them over.

In the top newspaper called "Taihu Entertainment Morning News", there is a "Voice of Dreams" column logo, and the following are photos of Xiao Wangnian, An Miaoxuan and him.

At the same time, there is a conspicuous title, "The Heavenly King's mentor met a folk master and turned red."

I have to say that this kind of introduction is quite cheap. It is obviously an ordinary consultation, but it is written and indescribable.

"One piece and two, take it away if you want." After the boss handed over the newspaper, he looked up at He Xiao while saying that, but after looking at this, he felt something was wrong.

After comparing the photos in the newspaper with He Xiao, the boss was stunned for two seconds and couldn't believe it, "You... are you He Xiao? I watched the show last night, and the performance was so exciting!"

He Xiao was stunned. This was the first person he had been strolling downstairs this morning and was the first to recognize him.

"It's me, you've supported it."

The boss was immediately excited when he admitted his identity humbly. The newspaper said that he would not charge any money and would give it to He Xiao for nothing.

The enthusiasm came suddenly and could not be stopped. He Xiao had to leave the newsstand with beef noodles and free newspapers.

Hot searches are on, newspapers are published.

It is estimated that the number of clicks on the program will not be bad either.

Because the data in the first two episodes of "The Voice of Dreams" are there, this episode will definitely be only high or low.

So He Xiao really doesn't have to do anything next. He just needs to sit at home and wait for the popularity to continue to ferment, and fame will automatically follow.

The elevator stopped on the 11th floor.

He Xiao passed by Room 1111 like no one, went home and poured out the beef noodles from the plastic bag, and made a bowl of them with a silence.

I wiped my mouth and burped it loudly. As soon as I lowered my head, I saw a bowl of unopened under my feet.

In an instant, the air became quiet.

"I have forgotten her!"

After two seconds of silence, He Xiao slapped his thigh before he remembered Zhang Xuran's affairs.

After touching the beef noodles that were already cold and were still lumped into a ball, He Xiao rushed to Room 1111.

The door was not closed. It was probably Zhang Xuran who left it for him on purpose, so he rushed in directly.

The layout of the room is similar to his home, and they are all decorated by a team. I glanced around and saw that there was no one in the living room and no one in the bedroom, and the quilts were piled up there in a mess.
Chapter completed!