Chapter 85: These are Road's exclusive runes.
When he woke up the next day, Jian Rong was instantly greeted with a flood of WeChat group messages on his phone.
[Ding-ge: When you guys are up, post a movie impression on your Weibos, give it some publicity.]
[Pine: It's about to stop showing in theaters, what's the point of giving it publicity? When it just started airing, didn't we already forward their Weibo posts?]
Jian Rong rubbed his eyes.
[R-ong: I didn't forward anything.]
[Ding-ge: I logged into your account and forwarded it for you. I've told you this before, can't you pay more attention to the messages I send in the group chat?!]
[Ding-ge: It's not showing in theaters anymore, that's true, but isn't it about to go online as a pay-to-watch movie? So they still need a lot of publicity. But this time, the box office has already exploded anyway, so we're just gilding the lily.]
[P-Baby's Little Support: Then why didn't you just help write the movie impression for us while you were at it.]
[Ding-ge: Why don't I just go on stage and help compete for you all?]
[P-Baby's Little Support: ...]
[R: What to write]
[Ding-ge: Hype it up a bit, or if you have any opinions, feel free to voice them—remember at all costs, only praise, no negativity!!!]
[Ding-ge: Why did you change your profile picture too.]
[P-Baby's Little Support: Ge, you got a cat?]
[R: No]
[P-Baby's Little Support: Then who's the cat in your profile picture?]
[R: My daughter-in-law]
Originally, Jian Rong intended to laze in bed for a little longer.
But when he saw that message, he got out of bed and pumped his fist in the air before he expressionlessly whistled and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
The group chat was still asking Lu Boyuan where his daughter-in-law came from, and who the son was.
As Jian Rong was brushing his teeth, he couldn't resist inserting a few emoticons to make his presence known.
[Yuan Qian: What breed is this cat, a ragdoll?]
[R-ong: [nodding dumbly.jpg]]
[P-Baby's Little Support: So cute!]
[P-Baby's Little Support: It's even cuter if you compare it to that cat in Jian Rong's profile pic.]
[R-ong: ?]
[R-ong: What's wrong with my profile pic?]
[P-Baby's Little Support: Ugly]
Jian Rong wanted to speak up on behalf of the little orange cat, but he gave up on that idea after he cast a look at his profile picture.
Let them say whatever they want.
In any case, no matter how ugly Little Orange was, he was still the father of the babies in the little ragdoll's stomach.
[Ding-ge: You're back from your check-up?]
Jian Rong paused in the middle of his teeth-brushing. Before he could ask anything, Ding-ge withdrew the message at the speed of light.
