Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Song Yan turned his gaze back to the phone screen, swallowing silently with guilt.

He had already foreseen that this person would definitely make trouble.

Pei Jiashu in the live broadcast room saw that the person who said he was thirsty for water didn't move or leave the camera, "Why, your water is automatic? It's directly fed into your mouth?"

"It's not..." Lin Litian dragged his voice and turned eight hundred notes in a sentence, and he didn't know who he was implying.

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, Song Yan couldn't sit still, stood up and walked away from the camera with a whoosh, and left the sentence "I have something to do, I'll be right back", and then fled with a water glass and a kettle.

The person who teased him happily spit out the remaining half of the sentence, "Semi-automatically, just kick and move."

Xiao Tian, ​​who was in charge of the field, looked at the upper left corner that was left empty with only a sofa as the background, and quickly rescued the field, "Brother Yan may be in a hurry, let's wait for him while chatting."

She was right.

It is indeed a matter of utmost urgency.

To give water to some wicked top guy.

After waiting for too long, Lin Litian waited for the "little thief" who tiptoed around for fear that his footsteps would be heard in the live broadcast room.

Song Yan pushed the full water glass in front of him, thinking that his hand could not be seen in the mirror, so he withdrew his hand halfway through the push.

Lin Litian raised his eyebrows.

Laughed.

Really kick and move.

Song Yan looked at him begging for mercy.

Lin Litian was propped on the table with one hand, looking at him with his chin up, obviously not wanting to let him go.

He stretched as if nothing had happened, and knocked the mobile phone in front of him down on the table with his raised hand, making a bang.

His area in the live broadcast room was plunged into darkness.

Fans are puzzled.

[What's going on, how did Xiao Lin get hacked? ]

[disconnected? ]

[Looks like the phone fell down. ]

Feeling that he couldn't control this scene, Oda twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely.

Without the camera, Lin Litian has no scruples, he stretches out his hand to pull people in front of him

Song Yan originally wanted to be tough and accuse him, but after holding back for a long time, he only mouthed a sentence, "Enough is enough."

Lin Litian shrugged, pulled his neckline to force him to bend down, and straightened his shoulders to lean on him.

Song Yan thought he was going to kiss her, so she subconsciously closed her eyes.

But no.

Lin Litian bit his chin, and rubbed his sharp canine teeth together, leaving bright red marks.

Still not giving up after biting, sticking it to his ear, smug, "I, no."

After saying that, he loosened his collar.

He didn't bite the skin, just left a mark, but it was very obvious on Song Yan's fair skin, even dazzling.

His heart moved, and he felt that he could just bite and bite less.

Song Yan immediately stepped back cautiously.

He raised his hand and stroked his chin.

I want to cry without tears.

If it gnaws on the neck, Song Yan can put on clothes to cover it up, and when he returns to the live broadcast room later, he can find an excuse to say that it is cold to add clothes, and if he gnaws on the mouth, he can also find an excuse to say that he bit it himself.

However, Lin Litian bit his chin.

The world is down!

A bright world!

Seeing his shame and indignation, Lin Litian mercifully let him go.

After Song Yan returned to the living room, it took another 2 minutes before he put the phone back on, "Sorry, I accidentally dropped the line just now."

Oda: "..."

Are we fools?

Sure enough, the fans noticed the extra glass of water on the table with sharp eyes.

[who!Who sent the water!Woohoo, am I about to lose my love...]

[Don’t guess, maybe it’s in the dormitory, it’s given by someone from AW...]

[It can't be given by the captain, otherwise it would definitely contain goji berries, Lu Zhixing is an old man~]

[Speaking silently, Du Xiao's previous vlog took pictures of the study room in their dormitory, it doesn't look like this...]

[Yan Yan leaves the camera and Kobayashi disconnects... It's really not on my CP mind, but it's really hard not to think too much! ! !Somebody wake me up! ]

[Why is Yan Yan's chin red? ? ? ]

[Really, this arrangement is a bite mark, right? ! ]

[Help... Although I know it's impossible, I dream of living together. ]

[The sugar in this live broadcast room, CP Chaohua can be used for a lifetime, it is worth it! ! ]

Fans are amazing creatures, they can justify the fake and the real in their mouths.

Lin Litian watched them guess the answer and then overthrow it himself, and kept rational without any explanation.

Song Yan clutched his chin, his face didn't turn red and his heart skipped a beat, he lied, "The cat fostered by my manager is naughty and was bitten by the cat."

Zhou Zhou, who was far away from his home, sneezed violently.

Wen Zi seemed to see through something, and said with an expression of "Sister Dafeng Dalang, why have you never seen it before?" "It's so easy to use, and can also help pour water? What kind of machine? Let me introduce it, and I'll place an order too."

"Only one, privately owned." The naughty cat in other people's mouth said inscrutably.

After that, the live broadcast went smoothly, and there were no more strange moths.

Thanks to a bad person's stubbornness has been satisfied.

The effect of the live broadcast was good. Except for a few unsightly bullet screens at the beginning, the rest was enjoyable and met the expectations of the program group.

At least the comments below the official blog have changed from the smoky Shura field to asking when the file will be finalized.

A few days after the live broadcast ended, Lin Litian still stayed at Song Yan's apartment until the recording of the second station of "Grand Holidays" started.

The second stop is on the southern island, which is a very suitable place to spend winter as the season enters deep winter.

Before Feiyunhe, the program team did not publicly record the itinerary, so there were no fans at the airport, but this time they couldn't help it. They had just arrived at the airport, and before they had time to enter the VIP lounge, they were blocked by three censors inside and outside. The fans surrounded him and couldn't get away.

Yu Daqin handed over the task of seeing off the plane to Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zhou was a little dumbfounded at first sight of this battle.

Although Song Yan also had many fans, she had never seen this posture before.

The number has at least tripled.

Airport security helped the three of them fight their way to the boarding gate with difficulty.

Fortunately, many fans are still sensible, they didn't rush up desperately, they just stayed at a safe distance and held up their mobile phones to take pictures of them, and some people brought gifts and letters and handed them in their direction.

Zhou Zhou accepted the letters one by one, and declined all the gifts.

Although the fans are self-conscious, it doesn't mean that everyone is rational. The reporters who were mixed in the crowd squeezed to the front and raised the microphone to Song Yan's mouth with all their strength, "Song Yan, I want to ask why Cen Shi quit the show?" Isn't it like what Zou He said, what he did is true? Or is it the result of failing to grab resources with you?"

Song Yan looked down indifferently at the hand-held microphone next to his mouth, did not answer his question, but said, "Why don't you ask him himself?"

Zhou Zhou and Anbao had already come up to stop him. The reporter avoided their contact and asked another question unwillingly, "I have another question. In your past life, did your father have a great influence on you?"

Song Yan paused.

The expression of freedom still hangs on his face, but the muscles on his body slowly tense up.

Like some sort of defense mechanism.

Others can't find it.

But Lin Litian saw it.

He put his hand on Song Yan's other shoulder in a very casual posture, and leaned halfway over, releasing the laziness and cynicism in his bones, "Which media reporter are you?"

Song Yan's shoulder was a little numb.

The reporter shook his hand holding the microphone under his stare.

He felt that if he revealed which media he belonged to today, he might lose his job the next day.

The airport was crowded with people, watching the interaction between the two people, there were bursts of exclamations.

Then followed Lin Litian's words to question.

"That's right, which media will ask questions?"

"What kind of quality, can anyone be a reporter now?"

"Do you have a press card? Take it out and have a look."

A few fans were very brave, they slanted in through the gaps in the crowd, shoved the restless and well-intentioned burly male reporter away with their shoulders, and turned their heads back without fear to stare back fiercely.

The reporter was slowly squeezed out of the crowd, and left in despair amidst a group of people's questioning.

The few fans who rushed up held up the light board, and he squinted his eyes to see that it actually had their CP name written on it.

saline.

It is estimated that only the CP fans of these two people dare to come to the airport with the light board.

Ever since the reporter finished asking the last question, Song Yan was in a trance, thinking about the question and thinking about it.

Lin Litian wanted to help him divert his attention, and said with interest: "Look, our CP fan."

Song Yan scribbled a smile.

The CP fans who were named screamed frantically as if they had received an official seal.

Lin Litian asked again: "Do you want to sign?"

One of the petite fans shook his head and uttered wild words, "I want to take a couple photo for you, is that okay?"

what.

He likes the request.

Lin Litian nodded, "Yes."

CP fans were so happy that they almost fainted.

He lowered his voice, nice and magnetic, "Brother Yan, smile."

Song Yan knew that he was coaxing himself, and there was a soreness in the depths of his body, first he unconsciously raised a very shallow smile, and then faced the camera and smiled brightly.

The sound of shutters was drowned out in the noise.

The little fan looked at the photo on the phone as a treasure, and asked cautiously: "Can I post this photo online?"

Song Yan said gently: "Of course, your freedom."

The little fan was too excited to speak.

Zhou Zhou reminded the two of them that they were about to board the plane, and then turned up the volume to let everyone make way so as not to affect the boarding.

The fans obediently parted ways.

The show cannot bring managers, so Zhou Zhou can only park outside the boarding gate as usual, waving vigorously to watch the two leave.

During the climb, the plane passed through the cloud layer and passed through the disturbed airflow area, and experienced several moderate turbulences one after another.

Altitude climb brings tinnitus

He seemed to feel something, and turned his head quickly.

Song Yan had already fallen asleep with his head tilted, his forehead resting on the side of the seat,

"Song Yan." With a relaxed tone, he stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's chin and shook it. Song Yan's head swayed with his movements, and there was no tendency to wake up. "See you later."

Vertigo comes on suddenly.

No notice.

Lin Litian's consciousness was pulled away to God's perspective, and then everything around him faded and darkened, returning to darkness.

Just like last time, a frameless screen was suspended in the completely pitch-black space, playing the last scene when he left in the last world.

In the picture, the plane has entered the stratosphere and is flying smoothly. The bodies of the original body and Song Yan are leaning against each other, sleeping unconsciously.

He just watched.

The world on the screen is the world in which he existed briefly.

This feeling was very strange, even if it was the second time, he still couldn't adapt easily.

[Congratulations to the host for ending the second world. ] The system cheers, not forgetting the low-quality canned laughter.

The endless blackness of the transfer station seems to swallow the sound, making these sounds a little distorted and blurred.

Lin Litian suddenly remembered, "Is Song Yan also in the same transfer station at this time?"

【Yes. 】

He chuckled, but the smile only lasted half a second.

Not having Song Yan by his side caused him anxiety that could not be ignored, and he remembered the image of the scene of the car accident in reality.

In every world, he was looking for the puzzle of reality in getting along with Song Yan, and pieced together the facts that he didn't care about and didn't know before.

He can almost conclude that Song Yan must know him, and they have also met before.

He forgot.

The familiar feeling of taking a group photo at the school gate at the end of the first world, Song Yan’s resistance when mentioning his father, the news that I saw by accident in the supermarket...

"You told me last time that crossing planes is a chance for Song Yan to renew his life." He asked, "Why?"

[Song Yan's real situation seems to have lost the desire to survive. 】The system is a little hesitant, not sure if it can be expressed clearly with this language,【And stimulating the desire to survive is the most important thing for a dying person. 】

Not only did he find the puzzle, but the system also received more and more information from the main system.

Lin Litian murmured: "Desire to survive... Will he die?"

People need to rely on something to survive, but Song Yan's will to survive is very weak, or... no.

[Maybe he can wake up after wearing these small worlds, or maybe he won't wake up for the rest of his life. 】

Lin Litian's heart trembled slightly, "How can I stimulate his desire to survive?"

Everyone's desire is different, what is the desire that can guide Song Yan to survive?

The system can't answer this question, [I don't know. 】

Without more meaningful answers, Lin Litian didn't plan to stay in the transfer station any longer. He needed to go to the next world to find Song Yan, "Can I go to the next world now?"

[Of course, the passage to the next plane has been opened...]

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The author has something to say:

Another world is over, the next world is writing about e-sports, tomorrow is a bit busy, please take a day off, by the way, outline the outline, and post a leave note tomorrow.

很感谢看到现在的宝贝们，我会继续加油的！下个世界见~感谢在2022-05-1123:56:51~2022-05-1223:48:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of lattice; bia chirp, 2 bottles are gone;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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