Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

too close.

A reasonable social distance can bring people a sense of security, not like now, as long as anyone raises their hands, there will be an ambiguous hug between them.

Even if there is a possibility of forming a CP in the future, and there is no audience here, who will see the business...

Song Yan raised his foot and wanted to take a step back, but just as he made a move, the person in front of him immediately clicked his tongue.

He licked the molars twice with the tip of his tongue, and after some mental struggle, he retracted his feet.

What a bad temper.

If Zhou Zhou was there, he would definitely have to curse this person again for disrespecting seniors.

Song Yan's smile was gentle and harmless, "They all belong to the same company. Even if there is no cooperation, we have met in the building. Does this count as acquaintance?"

Lin Litian's eyes are drooping, and his dark and slightly curled eyelashes cast shadows in his eyes. His height of nearly 1.9 meters has a suppressive blessing on his aura.

He looked at Song Yan without blinking, feeling amused in his heart.

Sure enough, each world has its own character. In the last world, he was a well-behaved and obedient little bamboo horse in front of him. In this world, he won't even bat an eye when playing Tai Chi.

Just when Song Yan felt that he didn't intend to speak and he had to follow the topic, the other party condescendingly agreed with him.

"Forget it." Lin Litian lowered his voice, he didn't find out anything, and he wasn't angry, he turned and walked towards the door, "Let's go, senior."

Calling seniors in his mouth, he didn't give seniors a chance to refuse in action.

Senior Quail could only follow behind and go out together.

The two of them took the elevator down to the parking lot. Only then did Song Yan realize that they were talking about carpooling, but they didn't expect that it was Lin Litian's own car.

Lin Litian went around to the co-pilot's side and opened the door, raised his chin inward, and signaled Song Yan to sit on it.

"Didn't the company provide you with a driver?" Song Yan, who had fastened his seat belt, turned his head out of the window, and asked the person who was starting the car unintentionally.

Originally a car addict, in order to be able to legally drag racing, he also took a racing license test. While enjoying the fun of driving, he was also obsessed with the sense of loss of control caused by the soaring hormones during racing. He never needed a driver when he went out alone.

Thinking of this, Lin Litian shook his head in a personable way, "I like to drive by myself."

The low-key luxury car drove onto the road and blended into the endless traffic. Since the conversation just ended, the interior of the car has returned to silence, and the atmosphere can be described as embarrassing to the point of numbness.

Song Yan remembered that when he was in school, he was equally cramped when he was called to the podium to read aloud by the teacher. He felt a little restless and hoped that Lin Litian would say something, just say anything.

I don't want Lin Litian to see through his thoughts and really ask to save him from the fire, "Do you have any research on cars, senior?"

It's just that the problem is a bit off.

"I rarely drive." Song Yan felt that this atmosphere was not suitable for swiping his phone to escape reality, so he just sat and looked straight ahead, "There is no research."

"Does senior know what car I like?" Lin Litian asked again.

Song Yan glanced at the Bentley logo on the car, and replied casually, "Is this the one now?"

Lin Litian shook his head, "I like to drive cars in other people's garages."

For example - the Cayenne in the garage of the little bamboo horse in the last world.

"Ah, the car in someone else's garage..." Song Yan had a lump in his throat, swallowed what he wanted to say, and then came up again, and finally said dryly, "Stealing a car... seems like a bad behavior..."

Lin Litian was stunned for a moment, taking advantage of the gap between the traffic lights, he looked sideways to the right.

The lake blue sweater is very eye-catching, and the design is very simple. There is only a simple smiley face printed on the sleeve, which makes Song Yan have a lively youthful look. His expression is a little sad, and his chin is wrinkled. It seems that he is really worried about his little habit that can't be treated by outsiders.

Puchi-

Lin Litian laughed out of joy, his chest vibrated violently,

[He did it on purpose? 】After listening to the whole process of the system, the jaw dropped in shock, 【Song Yan in this world is completely white and black...】

"Don't you think it's very interesting?" Lin Litian asked in his mind while laughing.

[Do you wholesale filters? 】The system can't take it anymore, 【The filter in the last world can be said to be affected by the memory and feelings of the original body. The original body in this world doesn't have a filter BUFF for Song Yan, why?Didn't you return the filter from the last world? 】

Song Yan looked at him and smiled, Lin Litian's eyes were sharp in shape, with smooth angles and contours. When he looked straight at people, he always looked fierce and aggressive. Only when he laughed, the two lying silkworms were piled up and eased. Sharp lines, hearty and warm, full of high spirits in line with this age.

Instead of staring, he turned his head back toward the window.

From an angle that no one could see, the corners of its mouth were quietly grinning, and it was like a successful stealing cat.

After the laughter finally stopped, the ringtone of the incoming call was transmitted to every corner of the car through the car's Bluetooth, breaking the newly restored silence, Lin Litian, who hadn't stopped smiling, glanced at the screen of the center console.

It was Yu Daqin again.

Really enjoyed finding him while he was driving.

"Where are you?" Yu Daqin asked bluntly on the other side of the phone, "There is a platform party tonight, have you not forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten." How can Lin Litian forget that he has stayed up for a few nights these days just for this stage, for fear of messing up the performance, and the original body will lose his job when he comes back, "Send Song Yan home, go back immediately .”

"You drove me away just to send Song Yan home?" Yu Daqin was annoyed by this bad thing, "Your car can't fit a third person, right?"

The carriage was not big, and Yu Daqin's voice was so loud that the passenger sitting in the co-pilot couldn't pretend he couldn't hear him. Song Yan felt a little embarrassed, so he could only play with his wrist wrapped around the seat belt to relieve the stuffy atmosphere.

"We young people are chatting, you have a generation gap." Lin Litian put his hands on the steering wheel casually and said casually.

Yu Daqin was just about to yell at him, but thinking that there were outsiders around this kid, he could only hold back, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of here after the delivery, if you dare to make us wait, I will let Du Xiao follow you every step of the way." You, I annoy you every day."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to get angry with himself, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

No one picked up the last broken topic, so Lin Litian asked him another question: "Why don't you live in the company dormitory?"

Huansheng is rich and powerful, and has prepared a set of houses and dormitories for all the artists in the company. It is in the same community as AW's combination dormitory. Apart from Huansheng's artists, there are many other stars, almost all of whom are insiders. The community's secrecy measures The level is also very high.

"My father likes to gamble and owes a lot of debts. Sometimes he would come to my house to make trouble with me. The company dormitory is surrounded by colleagues, afraid that it will affect badly." This matter is not a quarrel in his heart, Song Yan said There was no heavy burden on his expression, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

Song Wei is just grabbing his blood-sucking leech, which is sticky, disgusting, and has no lower limit. Once the previous debt is paid off, the next debt will follow. Unless you quit gambling, this bottomless pit will not be filled in this life.

Moreover, he is no different from a mad dog when he is crazy. If there are colleagues living nearby, these things will become the laughing stock of Huan Sheng's gossip.

Although he wasn't ashamed of it, he wasn't big enough to send himself out as a joke for everyone's amusement.

"Here we are." Song Yan looked at the familiar buildings around him, "Just let me go by the side of the road. Brother Yu is still waiting for you."

He didn't ask Lin Litian why he came to take him home in a hurry, but just told him not to be late for the stage.

"He remembers." After Song Yan left, Lin Litian looked up at the apartment building in front of him in the car, "Not only did he remember the memory of the previous world, but he also knew that I was also transmigrated in."

The dense glass reflects the color of the sky, like the dense compound eyes of giant beasts, one of which is the home of Song Yan in this world.

If Song Yan remembered everything, he must also remember the reason why they went through these ridiculous time travels.

The system is puzzled: 【How do you know? 】

"He spoke about Song Wei very frankly." Lin Litian said, "He seems to know that I asked him this question just to ask him about Song Wei."

Moreover, Song Yan was not surprised by all his strange questions before. Two people who have no intersection, Song Yan is still his senior. The boundaries between the former and the younger in the entertainment industry are clearer than other places. What he said can be regarded as disrespectful. Yes, but Song Yan is not annoyed at all.

Even if he really has a good temper, he shouldn't even frown.

Unless he knew, Lin Litian was probing.

【If so, why did he pretend not to remember? 】

"Who knows."

Lin Litian also wanted to ask him why, but he preferred that Song Yan was just not ready to explain the cause and effect of this series of events to him.

There is an unreal sense of mystery about this person, like a mountain covered in thick fog, he is there, but you can't see or touch him, in these seemingly real and fake worlds, blurred by another person's personality own.

"Who knows."

He murmured and repeated the sentence again, not for the system, but for himself.

Before the filming of the show, AW had to finish all the combined stages. The party that day was just a small appetizer. For the next week, the four people of AW flew back and forth between cities every day, eating and sleeping either on the plane or in the hotel.

After finally returning to the dormitory of the group, they had to be busy rehearsing the MV dance for the group's new album.

At this time, Lin Litian was lying on his back in the practice room alone, sweat dripping down his temples, the muscles of his neck and the sunken collarbone glowed with water, and the neckline had been soaked by sweat in a large area, sticking to his neck. on the skin.

After strenuous exercise, his lungs felt a burning pain, and he could only rely on panting to make up for the exhaustion from lack of oxygen.

He suddenly looked forward to the early recording of "The Great Holiday", so as to get rid of the daily life of being confined on the stage and in the practice room.

After resting, he took out his phone and saw the private message Yu Daqin had sent him, telling him in advance that the program team would come to the dormitory to shoot material for the lead film in the next two days.

After replying that he received it, he called up the Weibo page.

The popularity of the topic that had been on the hot search for a day has dropped a lot, and the discussion of the topic is still active, and fans of various companies are actively promoting the topic.

Click on the topic, and on the homepage are blog posts reposted by several artists, including Song Yan's.

Lin Litian moved his fingers to his profile picture and entered his home page.

Song Yan's Weibo only has a few solitary posts, which are all the promotion of movies and TV shows, occasionally mixed with a few daily landscape photos.

The latest one is the official announcement of the "Festival" lineup forwarded that day.

[Song Yan V: Always prepare. //Grand Holiday V: #大大的假日队官通# I didn’t expect that Xiao Sheng’s secret, which was so closely guarded, was discovered!That being the case, are @AW林志天V, @宋碎V, @普时V, @江维娟V, @文子V, @贝嘉约V, are you all ready?Let's go to a #grandholiday# together! ]

The comment area here is much cleaner than the comment area of ​​the official blog, everyone is looking forward to it, and some are even joking with Song Yan.

It seems that Song Yan is doing well with fans online.

[Beep—beep——]

Just when he was about to take a closer look, the system sounded an alarm in his mind, which was so harsh that Lin Litian's head hurt.

His face was as black as coal, "What are you doing?"

[Song Wei went to the apartment to find Song Yan! 】The system's tone didn't sound like worry, but excitement, 【The hero saves the beauty... No, the opportunity for the hero to save the handsome has come! 】

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The author has something to say:

1. Forewarning, the next chapter will start to enter the variety show at the latest.

2. Because of the epidemic, the three-dimensional incident disrupted the plan, so I can’t be sure when it will be updated at night. Babes, don’t watch at night, and you will definitely have it when you wake up~

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