Tear mole anchor

Zong Jin's ability to draw moles of tears on his face was actually just an accident at first, not because he intentionally used it to deceive fans' attention.

It has always been a major feature of the hosts of station C to give benefits when the live broadcast room has paid tens of thousands of followers. The anchors who have never shown their faces will choose to show their faces during the live broadcast. If you have already had it, just simply and rudely draw a lottery to give gifts.

It's just a method of attracting fans and solidifying fans that doesn't look very clever but is very useful.

Zong Jin never showed his face during the live broadcast, but when he saw that he couldn't hide it when he had millions of followers, he decided to post a selfie on Weibo as the next best thing.

But the photos to be posted can’t be too everyday or too casual. You still have to pay attention to your image, otherwise it’s not easy to lose fans. It happened that he stayed up late for a few days and his skin was extremely poor, so he specially invited a cousin who has a lot of experience in skin care. Help, the tear mole was put on by my cousin when he was not paying attention.

When he looked in the mirror, he looked left and right and thought it looked good, so he didn't wipe it off, and then posted it on Weibo after he took the picture.

I didn't know that this mole of tears would suddenly catch fire!

I don’t know how to poke everyone’s strange cuteness, and more than half of the comments are clamoring to give birth to this mole.

As soon as he saw that the effect of the propaganda was not bad, he thought he would just make a mistake without explaining it.

Gradually, everyone seems to have accepted this setting, and missed the best time to explain it. If he wants to clarify it, he will also consider what kind of unexpected consequences it may bring if he suddenly tells fans that the tear mole is fake.

For example, will fans choose to forgive him, or take off fans, or give him a hat of cheating fans?

Zong Jin didn't want to take such a risk casually.

I thought that since so many people like it, it is easy to draw a tear mole, and I don’t need to post selfies every day, so let’s keep it as a white lie and talk about it when I don’t live broadcast in the future.

Who knows that people are not as good as heaven, and when I meet Qiao Yin, a fan who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Looking at the handsome young man who was half a head shorter than him, full of anger and anger, his big eyes were black and white, but stubborn, he fully believed that if he couldn't give the other party a satisfactory explanation, he probably wouldn't wait for his answer. By the time he got home, news about him would be flying all over the Internet.

He was thinking quickly about what to do next, and decided to use a tactic of delaying the attack, first to set the opponent's tone before responding, so he tried his best to pretend that he didn't care, and asked in his usual frivolous and smiling tone: "I think you are here?" For dinner? How about we go inside and talk?"

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, indicating the door of the restaurant.

Qiao Yin's heart was hit hard by the wrong payment, and the good mood when he went out had long since disappeared. He felt aggrieved and flustered, but he also wanted to hear his reason, so he nodded in agreement lazily.

Zong Jin walked over in two or three steps and opened the door, waiting for him to advance.

The moment the two of them crossed their bodies, Zong Jin heard a small but sincere "thank you", and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Reasonable people are easy to discuss everything, but they are afraid of encountering unqualified people.

The air-conditioning in the restaurant was quite different from the temperature outside. Qiao Yin was in a better mood, so he found a corner where he could talk and sat down. He told the waiter who came with him the names of the dishes, and then raised his eyes to ask more questions. Sentence: "Is there anything else you want?"

Zong Jin just went out after eating, and said to the waiter, "Just give me a cup of green tea."

Then he said to Qiao Yin: "I've eaten. If you had come half an hour earlier, we might have met here."

Of course, it's more likely that they won't meet, Qiao Yin thought.

And he just self-defeating, exposing his tear mole is fake, I'm afraid that if the other party has regret medicine, he won't want to meet him again, maybe why he regrets coming here for dinner today.

Secretly looking at the familiar face opposite, the little tear mole that fascinated him was gone, and the sense of loss just now came to his heart again.

Finally, he tapped the corner of his right eye resolutely, and asked again for confirmation, "Is your tear mole really a painting?"

"What do you think?" Zong Jin asked without answering, the ordinary raised eyebrows made him look very coquettish, "How about I click it now and show you?"

He wanted to play tricks on purpose, the corners of his eyes and brows were teasing, but Qiao Yin nodded and said, "Okay."

Zong Jin choked, and all the words he wanted to say later were blocked in his throat. Facing Qiao Yin's earnest attention, he reluctantly took the backpack beside him and found the mirror and eyeliner that he always had.

Then he said humorously: "Please look forward to it, I will perform for you next time, sexy tear mole, the live broadcast is online."

Then I looked in the mirror, pinpointed the position very skillfully, and pressed the eyeliner lightly.

The sexy and charming little tear mole suddenly went online.

Qiao Yin watched helplessly, no matter how crazy he hinted, he couldn't deceive himself anymore. He gave up on himself and let out a wail, and then he lay down on the table like a deflated ball, depressed: "I was so foolishly fooled for so long!"

The slender and fair index finger poked the table to vent his emotions one after another, and the crisp sound was like knocking on Zong Jin's heart.

Listening to his heart trembling slightly, he touched his nose and said, "I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to deceive you."

Qiao Yin looked up at him: "It's not on purpose, or on purpose?"

"It's very boring if you want to pick words." Zong Jin made a spoof of his cousin, and he confessed the cause and effect of his mistakes, "I didn't want to deceive anyone, but I was afraid that I would make you sad."

Qiao Yin was silent for a moment: "I don't care so much, maybe you did not do it unintentionally at first, but you didn't confess in time, but you chose to make mistakes, which is wrong in itself, and my young heart was hurt by being deceived!"

Zong Jin was funny: "Your eyes, like a wolf seeing meat, tell me that your heart is not young."

Qiao Yin didn't answer: "Just tell me how you want to compensate me!"

The nonsense is still pretending to be righteous, which makes people want to catch him and beat him up.

Zong Jin leaned lazily on the sofa, leaned sideways with his right elbow resting on the backrest to prop up his chin, rubbed his index finger back and forth, and the tear mole he had re-applied just now added a bit of color to his posture: "You can mention I'll see if I can fulfill your request."

Qiao Yin's throat suddenly tightened, he took a sip of warm water, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and made a request that he had already thought about: "From now on, you can privately send me a selfie with tear moles every day, this request should not be difficult to fulfill Bar?"

Zong Jin raised his eyebrows in confusion: "You know it's fake, but you still want it?"

"No!" Qiao Yin muttered, "If it wasn't for looking at the tear mole, who would pay attention to you? I am a fan of your tear mole, not you."

"..." He spoke in a low voice, but Zong Jin still understood the meaning. For the first time, he knew that besides game fans, voice control fans, and face fans, he also had a kind of fans called tear mole fans.

Very coquettish, very popular.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I can agree to your request, but there must be a time limit, and you must also promise me that you will never tell anything about today's matter."

"I promise, this matter is only known to you and me, unless you tell it yourself." Qiao Yin should be straightforward, "If it's time, why don't you stop live broadcasting when it's time?"

"Okay." Zong Jin agreed.

After negotiating the request, Qiao Yin asked him with confused and innocent eyes in a blink of an eye: "Did something happen today? Why didn't I know?"

Zong Jin: "The acting is a bit too much."

"That's not the point." Qiao Yin took out his mobile phone to generate a WeChat QR code, "Come on, scan it and add a friend so that I can collect pictures later."

Zong Jin smiled and said, "Why do I feel like I'm on a thief's boat?"

"The contract has been formed, and we will not accept going back on it. Even if it is really a thief ship, you can only accept your fate obediently." Qiao Yin quickly marked him with a note: High-quality beautiful picture resource gentleman.

After passing the addition, he raised his eyes and said magnanimously: "For the sake of the Qixi Festival benefits you have already distributed today, you don't need to post today's selfies. We will officially start tomorrow."

Look at his smug face, if he had a tail, he might be going up to the sky by now, Zong Jin suddenly thought of a word to describe him: a villain with success.

And myself: lose power and humiliate the country.

On the other side, Qiao Yin sighed secretly: "Although his tear mole is fake, it is better than nothing."

Eagerly opened Zong Jin's circle of friends, which only showed three days of dynamic pages and was blank, thinking about how he had worked so hard to collect photos of small tear moles in the past, and now that he added the rightful owner, he couldn't take a shortcut to see the new selfie. Disappointed.

But when he thinks about the next hush money, he is full of anticipation again, hoping that the content will not disappoint him!

The author has something to say:

The author says it won't disappoint!

Qiao Yin: Aww!

Zong Jin: Oh.

Zha Li: ...you believe me!