Who do you hear that I hate you

Before the program started broadcasting, the program team bought hot searches for several days in a row, and Duan Xilin watched his name listed on Weibo hot searches every day.

Not appearing on the screen for more than half a year, this variety show can be described as a long drought for the fans, and they don't need money to help promote the popularity.

Xilin didn't watch the entire segment, and the lack of time was an excuse, mainly because he felt that his performance must be difficult to explain in words, so he simply couldn't see it.

And he had a premonition that after the broadcast, he would definitely attract a lot of black fans, who would blackmail him from 360 degrees without any dead ends.

He swiped Weibo with his mobile phone, clicked on the trending search that showed his name, and saw a Wannianhei marketing account posting on Weibo, insinuating that another group of plastic brotherhood was born, and there were also a group of echoing comments below.

Duan Xilin, who had long been used to it, snorted coldly and planned to skip this Weibo, but with a flick of his right hand, he touched the thumb in the lower right corner.

Seeing that eye-catching orange thumb, Duan Xilin hurriedly canceled it in disgust.

This kind of slippage always occurs when swiping Weibo on mobile phones. Fortunately, I usually like to use small...

Duan Xilin felt the vibrating mobile phone and the news notifications pouring in, and had a bad premonition.

He clicked on his personal information, and Duan Xilin's name appeared brightly in the information column.

so! !Why didn't he use his left hand to play with his phone just now! !

Half an hour later, the phone rang. Duan Xilin knew it was Duan Chengyue without looking at the caller ID, and only Duan Chengyue would send a fatal call after he got into trouble. Take a look, hey, Cheng Dongping?

Once connected, Cheng Dongping's joking voice came over, "Brother Plastic, do you have time tomorrow?"

Duan Xilin fell on the bed and said weakly: "Did you see it?"

"Well, 'Duan Xilin likes plastic brotherhood' is moving towards the top of the trending search at a fast speed. It's hard to know."

"I really didn't do it on purpose!" Duan Xilin held his forehead, "Do you think people will believe me when I say hand skating?"

"I just trust you. Don't worry about such small things. Sing well and film well. If you have a work, nothing is a big deal." Cheng Dongping comforted, "Do you have time tomorrow night? Let's have dinner together?"

Duan Xilin hadn't seen Cheng Dongping since he came back from T City. When he heard the invitation, he agreed without the slightest hesitation, "Okay, it's fine anyway."

"It's just right, we can watch the show together tonight."

Duan Xilin choked, and snorted, "Can I not watch it?" If he had known that he and Cheng Dongping would be able to have what they are today, he would never have acted so badly when they first met.

"Why? I'm looking forward to it." Cheng Dongping touched Dongzao's head and said, "After all, that's where we knew each other."

"Plop...plop..."

It is obviously a very common sentence, but the unexplained meaning in it spreads in the hearts of the two of them, Duan Xilin seems to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Chengyue called him as expected, scolded him and resigned to help him clean up the mess.

Duan Xilin was also very helpless. He hadn't used his trumpet for the past few days because he wanted to promote "Stars Going to the Countryside". Duan Chengyue said that she would never manage again.

Duan Xilin had an appointment with Cheng Dongping the next day, and Duan Xilin was in a good mood all day long.After taking the photo, Duan Xilin was taking off his makeup. When he saw Cheng Dongping's message telling him to go directly to his house, Duan Xilin's heart fluttered, and soon he began to feel uneasy.

This was the first time Duan Xilin met Cheng Dongping since Cheng Dongping visited the class, and it was very likely that the two of them were alone again. Duan Xilin couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to it or nervous, but he was quite restless.

"Ding dong." The text message prompts.

Duan Xilin wiped the water droplets on his face with a towel, raised a finger and turned on the phone.

Cheng Dongping: Where are you and when will you finish your work? I will pick you up.

Duan Xilin's heart tightened, but before he replied, Yu Zhiyuan opened the door, packed his things and said, "Xilin, have you finished taking off your makeup? The car has already arrived."

"Put my stuff here and go first. I'll go out with Cheng Dongping later." Duan Chengyue recently hoped that Duan Xilin and Cheng Dongping would show off their brotherhood, but Cheng Dongping is a low-key person who doesn't like hype. Because Duan Xilin didn't want to act with Cheng Dongping in front of others because of his petty thoughts, there was no extra interaction on Weibo except mutual fans. No wonder Duan Xilin praised the plastic brotherhood, and most netizens believed it.

Duan Xilin sent Cheng Dongping a location, and sat in the rest room to find some gossip to divert his attention.

Entering the forum that I often visit, the biggest gossip is actually my slick like yesterday.

Duan Xilin comforted himself: At least the program is popular.

Cheng Dongping drove over according to the location on Duan Xilin's WeChat, and saw a gray head in the distance. He was stunned for a second before remembering that Duan Xilin took a photo of him two days ago and said that he had changed his hair color.

"Drip."

Duan Xilin raised his head, and Cheng Dongping's car was parked in front of him. He got into the passenger seat directly. He hadn't seen him for two months. Cheng Dongping was still the same, and he greeted him with a smile on his face, "Your hair color is better than the photo. nice."

Duan Xilin tried hard to suppress his complacency, but his complacency was revealed in his words, "It's okay, in fact, any color I dye looks good."

Cheng Dong echoed solemnly: "Well, Yan is so willful."

Duan Xilin coughed lightly, accepting his compliment.

Cheng Dongping watched Duan Xilin fasten his seat belt before starting the car. When he walked to the main road, Duan Xilin was still looking out the window, tapping his thigh with his fingers and pinching the seat belt.

"Listen to the song."

Duan Xilin clicked on the music in the car, and the playlist was full of songs that he couldn't be more familiar with. Duan Xilin was so happy, he glanced at Cheng Dongping and said, "The aesthetics are not bad."

With this tone, it was obvious that he was in a good mood, and Cheng Dongping couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and said, "Close to Zhu Zhe Chi."

Duan Xilin turned his head away, his happy smiling face was reflected in the car window.

When he came to Cheng Dongping's house for the second time, Duan Xilin remembered his classmate Dongzao.He stood one meter away and threw food at Cheng Dongzao. Dongzao wagged his tail and barked from time to time.

Cheng Dongping came over and patted Dongzao on the head and said, "You still have a part in the show tonight."

Duan Xilin recalled last year's experience and squinted his eyes and said: "Last year, the winter jujube was only a small group, and this year it is so big that I dare not touch it at all." Dongzao lay on the ground and moved his ears, wondering if there I understood what Duan Xilin meant.

Cheng Dongping squatted beside Dongzao, held down its body with one hand, and stretched out his other hand in front of Duan Xilin, "Give me your hand."

Duan Xilin's fingers twitched subconsciously, and he slowly put his hand on Cheng Dongping's palm.

The author has something to say: I’m really sleepy, I’m afraid I’m going to fall asleep when I write again, so let’s do this for today, good night~