After detonating the hot search

In the full screen of "I can't understand, but I was greatly shocked", Fu Lin stood silently.

The sound of the rain was too loud, and in a trance, he remembered all the situations before he came.

Yesterday, the day before yesterday, and even a week ago, he himself couldn't remember exactly how many times he emphasized to the two of them to keep a distance, and how many times he emphasized to stay away, and he even said that if something went wrong, he would hang himself in Floraison III on the spot. The [-]th anniversary scene, what's the result?

Turns out it was his fucking fault.

Tong Cong'an's voice drifted into Fu Lin's ears as if some buffering procedure had been carried out.

——Brother Lin, didn’t you say that it’s not easy for you to pick up Niannian, so let me go?

Fu Lin had never had such a headache in his life.

Good or bad, he is already standing here.

Fortunately, there was still some distance from Wen Nian's car, and no one else could hear what they said.

The most urgent thing is to pick people up, so what's the matter with stopping on the steps?

Fu Lin was anxious, but on the surface he was still Shen Huaijing's manager, and Wen Nian had to ask Tong Cong'an to pick him up. As for the others... we can only talk about it later.

Years of professionalism allowed Big Manager Fu to maintain a stable appearance: "Come as originally planned, you go..."

Turning his head, Tong Cong'an, who didn't get an answer and saw Mr. Shen waiting for an umbrella, had already walked there.

Fu Lin: "..."

anyone there? ? ? ?

Just give him a hemp rope? ? ?

So, everyone in the live broadcast room saw the boy behind Manager Fu walking towards Shen Huaijing, and it was rumored that the guy who was Shen Huaijing's manager picked up Wen Nian from the car while holding an umbrella .

The barrage flew through countless "???".

[When I type "???", it doesn't mean I have a problem, but I think you have a problem! ! ! 】

[I'm young, don't lie to me, is this really Teacher Shen's manager?Did you really only bring Teacher Shen? ? ? 】

[After chasing stars for so many years, I haven't seen any scene, cross it out, I really haven't seen this scene]

[Suffocation, direct suffocation, did you only notice Brother Lin?Did no one tell you that the boy wearing a mask behind Brother Lin also belongs to Mr. Shen's team? ? ? 】

[So you mean that the people who come to pick up Niannian are all from Mr. Shen's side? ? ? 】

【So what is it called?People around you protect your sweetheart first? ? ? 】

【People around you protect your sweetheart first? aaaaaawsl!Is this what I deserve? ! 】

[After so many years of smoking, I thought I was safe from all kinds of sugar, but now you give me a "people around me first protect my sweetheart"? 】

[Ah Wei flew out of the mourning hall one by one! ! ! ! 】

[I died, I stopped breathing on the spot and went to Naihe Bridge and drank twenty bowls of Mengpo soup. When I was about to drink No.20, Mengpo couldn't help but stop me and said, "Enough, this is twenty bowls. Is there anything you can’t forget?” I said, “Those around you should protect your sweetheart first.”]

[Ah, ah, ah, ah, this suit, this red carpet, isn't this a wedding scene? howpay!They howpay!Howpay for these two men! ! ! 】

[I'm so stupid, really, I only know that there must be sweets to eat in the same frame with a good year. I don't know if there is no same frame. It is my mistake to dare to come in without wearing an oxygen cylinder]

[A good year, listen to me thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm]

【Report!report!report!Frontliners are here! !Sisters, I want you immediately!immediately!Right now!Go surfing on the "One Year Scene" square!I just came back from rushing, and I can't do it anymore! 】

[I directly made a big move to attach a link: ****]

As the number of likes on the last bullet screen soared, a group of melon eaters flocked from the live broadcast room to the Weibo Square.

The square has been flooded with photos at this time.

In all the photos, there is no picture of Shen Huaijing and Wen Nian in the same frame, but Shen Huaijing exists in every photo about Wen Nian.

In the Reuters picture of the recording studio of Paradise, Teacher Shen's assistant has a down jacket in his hand. The next day, the same down jacket appeared on Wen Nian.

When Erxia was recording the fourth episode, the nanny car that came to pick up Wen Nian was the nanny car of Shen Huaijing's studio.

In the last episode of the second summer, fans outside the TV station gathered, and there seemed to be members of Shen Huaijing's team in the security team who sent Wen Nian out of the TV station.

……

Everyone entered Weibo from the live broadcast room with their eyes wide open, and returned to the live broadcast room from Weibo with their eyes wide open. There was only one thought in their minds: Who dares to say that "a good year" is not true? !Even if they are fake, "a good year" will not be fake!

The live broadcast room shouted numb.

Even worse was the group of people in front of the hotel.

They just watched Fu Lin hold an umbrella and take Wen Nian out of the car, watched Fu Lin put his clothes on Wen Nian, and watched Fu Lin take out the hand warmer from his pocket and hand it to him.

He even watched Shen Huaijing and Wen Nian walking slowly on the stairs from the left and right, slowly approaching under the rain curtain, and finally stood on the rain-soaked non-slip cushion at the hotel entrance.

The scene was rare and quiet, no one spoke, only a few young people called out "Teacher Shen" softly, then stopped when they realized the atmosphere of the scene, and continued to look at the few people in front of them.

Fu Lin put away the umbrella, put the umbrella in the umbrella bucket prepared by the hotel, and spoke to Shen Huaijing very naturally: "If the rain doesn't stop, the banquet should be held in the hotel instead."

Shen Huaijing nodded lightly and responded.

There was no emotion on his face, and the people around him were even calmer. He closed his umbrella, had a conversation, and entered the door. Everything was as natural as if nothing had happened just now.

He didn't speak to Wen Nian, nor did his eyes rest on him.

Just when everyone at the scene thought they were thinking too much, the moment he turned around and entered the revolving door, the left shoulder of Wen Nian's coat slipped down.

The few people who noticed didn't have time to speak, and they hadn't paid much attention since they got up the steps. Teacher Shen, who was still talking to Brother Lin, had already stretched out his hand to hug him.

Everyone: "...???"

Entering the elevator, Fu Lin pressed the "12" floor, the elevator door closed slowly, and arrived with a "ding" sound tens of seconds later.

Talking and laughing with Tong Cong'an, they walked through the corridor of the hotel. When they met a certain agent, they stopped to exchange pleasantries, then walked slowly to "1208", swiped their cards, entered the room, closed the door, and locked the door.

Everything is orderly and calm.

Then, the moment the anti-lock button slammed into the button, Fu Lin rushed towards the bay window.

"Brother Lin!!!!" Tong Cong'an yelled heart-piercingly, and hugged Fu Lin's waist tightly with a horse step.

"You fucking stop me? Why stop me?!"

"Okay, let's stop it, you won't have one more, we are together!"

Tong Cong'an was quiet for a moment, and the next second.

"Brother Lin!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Wen Nian was blocked by Shen Huaijing, and when he heard Tong Cong'an's mournful cry, he wanted to turn his head to look at it, but Shen Huaijing brought his gaze back: "Hands are so cold, where's the handbag?"

"Dayikou...you go and see Brother Lin first."

Tong Cong'an screamed even more horribly.

After putting the down jacket on Wen Nian, Shen Huaijing had to turn his head to look at the two of them.

"Okay," Shen Huaijing laughed, "If you want to dance by yourself, what's the matter with the little boy?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Fu Lin finally let go, turned his head to look at Shen Huaijing, and shouted: "Who am I to blame for this?"

Shen Huaijing: "Tell me about it."

Fu Lin was silent for a moment, then ran away on the spot.

"Who else can blame me?! Ah?! Tell me who else can blame me?!"

Tong Cong'an was confused, who exactly is Brother Lin scolding?

Fu Lin ran around twice, and didn't sit down by the bay window until he had nowhere to go.

He didn't want to smoke at first, and it's not a problem to smoke in the house, but he couldn't help it, so he opened the window and smoked one.

After smoking half of the cigarette, he said, "What's the trending search?"

Tong Cong'an immediately took a look at the tablet, but didn't dare to say anything.

Fu Lin: "Say."

Brother Lin was too close to the bay window, so Tong Cong'an decided to put it mildly: "Just... the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the waving of red flags, and the sea of ​​people."

Fu Lin: "..."

Fu Lin supported the back of his head in the cold wind on the 12th floor: "...Just tell me the number."

Tong Cong'an knew what the "number" in Fu Lin's mouth was.

the amount of money.

The amount of money that has been withdrawn from hot searches.

He browsed the trending searches again, and cautiously said, "Brother, how many tens of thousands is one item?"

“The price should be different depending on the location.”

"...For the top three, isn't the withdrawal price a bit more expensive?"

Fu Lin hadn't heard the "number" yet, and was already suffocating.

How long has it been since you got off the bus?This has rushed to the top three?Is there any reason?Is there anyone else?

Fu Lin took a puff of cigarette: "You count as 20."

Tong Cong'an didn't answer for a long time.

Fu Lin was extremely irritable: "Why isn't it counted?"

"I'm counting, I'm counting, there are too many bros, I'm afraid I'll miss the count." Tong Cong'an said.

Fu Lin: "..."

"The combination of entertainment and the homepage is about... this number." Tong Cong'an stretched out three fingers and gestured "OK".

Fu Lin sneered, finished his cigarette in two or three puffs, and wringed it out fiercely in the ashtray beside the bed.

next second.

"Brother Lin---!!!"

"You fucker still stop me?! Still stop me?! Stop once and think it's not enough, stop a second time?!"

"Okay, stop it, I will take you away today!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Help me!"

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Huaijing came over, took the tablet from Tong Cong'an's hand, glanced at it scribbled, threw it on the bed, and then said to Fu Lin, "Finished?"

"Just one for ass, I fucking want to smoke a pack."

"Just think about it and close the window."

Fu Lin took a look at Wen Nian, who just had a cold, and knew that it was Teacher Shen's limit to let him smoke one, so he closed the window, picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the bathroom and washed it away before coming out.

"What about hot searches?" Fu Lin leaned against the wall and asked.

Shen Huaijing turned on the heater in the house, and said softly, "Let it go."

"in spite of?"

"in spite of."

Fu Lin let out a "tsk", although he had expected it a long time ago, he still asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Shen Huaijing laughed: "What are you afraid of?"

"It's not that you didn't see it just now, some of them are outrageous."

"What are you afraid of if you are fake?"

"..."

Fu Lin pinched himself: "Then most of them are true?"

Shen Huaijing's voice was more casual: "What are you really afraid of?"

Fu Lin: "..."

Wen Nian came out of the bathroom after washing his hands. The atmosphere in the room was already considered harmonious. Brother Lin even made tea.

"Is it over?" Wen Nian looked at Shen Huaijing.

Shen Huaijing didn't answer, and led someone to sit at the end of the bed, leaning over to touch the hem of his suit trousers: "Wet?"

Wen Nian: "A little."

Shen Huaijing's palm was pressed against Wen Nian's ankle, which was icy cold.

It was all soaked, and it was said to be a little bit.

"We'll have to wait a while for the dinner, so we'll change to something else first."

After Fu Lin and Tong Cong'an went out, Wen Nian took off his pants and sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

Shen Huaijing held a hair dryer and sat behind him to dry his wet hair.

Wen Nian had nothing to do, took the tablet, unlocked the screen, and the interface just stayed on the trending search interface.

Almost everyone was talking about the floraison dinner.

However, unlike the hot searches that the organizers were not prepared enough, on the contrary, the current topic is "explosive", and the title of the "explosive" hot search just happens to be: Isn't this more beautiful than the red carpet? ? ?

Wen Nian clicked in and took a look, and there were all screenshots of the moving picture of the hotel entrance.

In the Jiugong grid, the two middle ones are the scenes where Fu Lin came to pick him up with an umbrella and Shen Huaijing helped him gather his clothes in the revolving door.

Wen Nian stared at the two moving pictures for a while before realizing that there was no answer to the question just now.

"Has the hot search issue been resolved?" Wen Nian raised his head and asked him.

The last bit of hair was dried, and the sound of the hair dryer stopped.

"Are you afraid?" Shen Huaijing suddenly asked.

Wen Nian: "What are you afraid of?"

Shen Huaijing put the hair dryer at the end of the bed, hugged him from behind, stretched out his hand, and clicked twice on the hot search interface.

Wen Nian: "Not afraid."

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly, and kissed him on the tip of his lips: "Then it's settled."

The organizers of floraison originally thought that the celebration would be ruined by the rain, but they never thought that the rain would be the biggest wind. It became a hot topic, and the topic was so hot that it didn’t even have the popularity of the day when they walked on the red carpet. Compared with that rain, but with the help of that east wind, the major platforms continued to make efforts and achieved amazing results.

Apart from Floraison, the biggest winner was Jiangcheng TV Station, which made a lot of money again, and the industry even directly changed "this year is the first year of Erxia" to "this year is the first year of Jiangcheng".

With the help of this shareholder spirit, all members of Erxia finally ushered in the last group comprehensive recording.

When the last episode was recorded, the Chinese New Year was approaching, and Wen Nian’s winter vacation had just started, and no one else in Erxia had any other announcements. Director Wu extended the recording time from three days to five days for the first time.

Perhaps it was because of the last issue, under the eager expectation of everyone, Director Wu finally became a person.

After a three-day and two-night cruise, they landed in Cangcheng.

Cangcheng, the Garden of Eden on the Tropic of Cancer, and its most famous slogan is the phrase "There are always four seasons in the world, but Cangcheng is always summer".

Perhaps because of the phrase "Cangcheng is always summer", Wu Guang made his last stop here.

Wu Guang always said that he is a person who doesn't know how to say goodbye, but it seems that no one knows how to say goodbye better than him.

On the day of the docking, the official Weibo, which has always been so skinny, posted a photo of the cruise ship docking, with only two sentences accompanying the picture.

Fortunately, it was a fine day when we docked.

It's a good day to bid farewell to the day.