protect my love

[Who do you listen to? ? ?God what did I hear? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! 】

【First】

[There are so many people, it feels like it's going to explode, I finally caught a live broadcast]

【Ah ah ah ah ah】

"Good evening." Zi Mingjun raised the phone a little, and found an angle that could capture the whole face, "Good evening, good evening."

[There are other people in the room!I just heard]

【yooooooooo】

【Yes, yes, it's me [doge]】

Zi Mingjun pretended not to be online and watched the barrage for 2 minutes without saying a word.

I was a little flustered.

He himself knew that sentence was obviously meant for others, and what would happen if he said it after pressing the live button.It's that kind of strange psychology, a child who can't hide sugar.

"In my room? Of course it's the dearest and most handsome—you know."

The barrage filled another screen with exclamation marks and question marks.

"Where is my old fan!" Zi Mingjun said with a smile, "Write down his name quickly!"

【Ah, Uncle Zhan! 】

[Uncle Zhan, Uncle Zhan!The man who broke his heart for my big baby]

Zhan Yijiang is 23 and [-] years old. According to statistics, the average age of Zi Mingjun's fans is [-] years old.It's old to be called Uncle, but Zhan Yijiang likes this pet name very much, so there's nothing wrong with both sides enjoying it.

"En." Zi Mingjun responded in a low voice, which was regarded as acquiescence, and refused to explain further.

He watched Bai Lianxi sitting there watching TV, seemingly devoted, but his straight back betrayed him.

How can people who concentrate on watching their own TV series be in such a restless state.

He felt a little sorry for Bai Lianxi, but he boldly imagined that if possible, it would be best to live broadcast with him, without showing his face, as long as his voice was fine.

How to end this kind of boundless fantasy?

"Hurry up and eat, I'll order for you." Zi Mingjun said.

What a fitting piece of furniture this dining table is.

Bai Lianxi looked at Zi Mingjun, shook his head, and mouthed that I was not hungry.

Viewers watching the live broadcast saw that the screen suddenly turned white, not because there was a problem with the live broadcast, because the white was milky white with light and shadow.

【what is this? ? 】

[Just came in, what's the matter? 】

[Ceiling, this is it. 】

【What about people】

From time to time, strange sounds came into the earpiece, and some cooking enthusiasts recognized that it was the sound of tearing kitchen tin foil.

For the next minute, the front-facing camera was still facing the ceiling, and the receiver recorded Mingjun's voice verbatim: "Appetizer, soup, main course and dessert, one steak and one foie gras, this is you... ...Their hotel sells well? You eat, except for the appetizers, they are all different, so you can eat differently."

Hearing the gentleness of the idol with my own ears, as a fan, I can't even see the picture, so sour.

【Envy Uncle Zhan...】

[I didn't say that, is the person opposite really Uncle Zhan? ?Two grown men talking like that? 】

[I'm hungry, the takeaway software has been opened, and the blood book asks for reimbursement]

【Blood Book+1】

【+2】

"Try not to eat takeaway at night, go to bed early." Here, Zi Mingjun picked up the phone again, with the same handsome face, and after caring about the fans thoughtfully, he closed the barrage.

He wants a quick fight.

"It's like this. When I was on the show, I said that I would vote for you today and pick the one with the highest number of likes. I took a look and found that No.1 is tens of thousands higher than No.2. There should be no chance of a comeback As for the first one, I really hope someone can explain the reason to me, just @我. Of course I like it very much, and the most important thing is that you like it." Zi Mingjun's speaking rhythm is mastered Very good, the expression is also in place, and the other hand outside the camera also inserted a sliced ​​steak into the opponent's plate.

【In front of you, no one is a fool! ! 】

[I deeply understand the saying that the king will not go to court early]

[I recorded some clips of the first episode, and I have watched it more than a dozen times]

【I!Dozens of times! 】

Zi Ming did not see this, although he still paused for a while, and said: "Thank you very much for your support, the new image in the first episode of "One Finger River" is also a huge breakthrough for me, I hope you can Stay tuned for my new drama and myself."

Everything that should be said has been said, and some clues have emerged about what should not be said.

Ziming is quite satisfied with this.

"Come here first today, it's already late, go to bed early."

Every word is clear and gentle, with a little bit of reluctance.

"Good night."

The live broadcast was over, Zi Mingjun put down his phone.

Bai Lianxi didn't touch the steak he cut for him, with a complicated expression on his face.

This is normal, and Zi Mingjun also knows that he has crossed the line.He was so nervous that in retrospect there really wasn't a single action that was normal.What I originally wanted to cover up with the live broadcast was completely exposed in the air.

The two sat and looked at each other, but no one spoke for a long time.

The phone that Zi Mingjun had just put down rang again, as expected, even a little late.

"I'm going to be scolded." A declarative sentence, I don't know if it's talking to myself.

Bai Lianxi didn't respond.

"Brother Zhan?" Zi Mingjun answered the phone.

"Who is in your room?" This sentence was questioned from beginning to end, obviously Zhan Yijiang watched the live broadcast.

"friend."

Who else could it be?

"Is that what you want to be popular? Do you know that at this time, half of the employees in the propaganda department have to rush back to the company to work overtime for you?"

"sorry."

What else can be said?

"Who is in your room!" Zhan Yijiang didn't believe it.

"Who else? My father or my mother?"

"Do you have to stir the muddy water at this time to be comfortable?"

This is not right, the muddy water is obviously not his place.

"...What happened?" Zi Mingjun asked uncertainly.

Zhan Yijiang seemed to sneer: "You don't know about the co-author. An hour ago, Huang Sijiao sent a picture. Guess what it is?"

Hearing the tone, the characters were all associated with what happened half a month ago, and he guessed it immediately.

"A CT." Zhan Yijiang said.

"Is there something wrong with her?" Zi Mingjun couldn't help but ask.

"If it wasn't for the messy thing you did during the live broadcast, there's nothing wrong with it." Zhan Yijiang pretended to be understated, "You two are in the same boat now, and I think she wants to kill you more. It has already been dealt with It's pretty clean, I heard that she plans to announce the news of her hidden marriage in a few months. It's good now, and I'm tied to a grasshopper on a rope with your pig teammate again."

It belongs to both pigs and grasshoppers. All in all, the problem is much more serious than Zi Mingjun imagined.

"Then, "One Finger to the River" is probably going to follow suit. It's okay, the words are Mingjun, and I didn't spend a penny to make myself black and red." Zhan Yijiang was probably so angry that he lost his temper, and his tone was calm. Quite a lot.

Zi Mingjun was silent for a moment, and sincerely apologized again.

"I still have 10 minutes to arrive at your hotel. No matter who is in your room, it's best not to let me see it." Zhan Yijiang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"Bai Lianxi."

This was the first time Zi Mingjun called him that, and both of them froze for a moment.

"It's my problem, it's all my problem. I just wanted to have a meal with you, like a friend's appointment." Zi Mingjun's mood was already confused, "Are we friends?"

"Yes." Bai Lianxi's answer was firmer than expected, "It's not your problem."

Perhaps Zhan Yijiang's voice was too loud and penetrating just now, Bai Lianxi should have heard it, at least the main point.

He got up and quickly cleared the table until only one person was left with the untouched foie gras.Incongruous steaks were cleared off the plate and grease marks were wiped off.

"I haven't touched this one." Bai Lianxi grabbed the handle of the cart, "I don't want to disturb you anymore, you should go to bed early."

Zi Mingjun saw that he turned the cart around and walked straight out.

"Friend, can you give me a hug? Life is too hard." This was an unreasonable request that sounded a little weird, and Zi Mingjun changed Bai Lianxi's name again, and it was just certified.

Life is always full of ups and downs, and some people don't like to say it so bluntly, and feel naive.Zi Mingjun felt that this was a fact, direct and accurate.

He didn't get a response for a while, so Zi Mingjun didn't panic.He stood up and walked towards Bai Lianxi step by step.

He did not refuse.

Until Zi Mingjun opened his arms and almost hugged him from behind, Bai Lianxi turned around and hugged him one step faster than him, breathing still steadily.

Ziming folded his arms.

In this eight-second long hug, I don't know if Bai Lianxi felt the gentle kiss on his left shoulder.

During this process, Bai Lianxi almost lost the position of interrupting first. He felt that it was unnecessary, or maybe he didn't know how to let go of his arm again.

"Thank you." Zi Mingjun let go of him, and smiled, "Go to bed early, I have disturbed you for too long tonight."

"Good night, Mr. Zi."

In fact, Bai Lianxi really wanted to say something more, but he didn't.This evening, it was obvious that Zi Mingjun had planned to say something more, but he didn't.

For the next few minutes, Ming Jun's mind went blank, until Zhan Yijiang arrived as scheduled.

He was talking on the phone, and when he entered the room, he handed the computer in the other hand to Zi Mingjun, motioning him to open it.

All the words are followed, and there is a screenshot after opening, which is a real-time hot search.Four out of ten bear his name.

Not all good things.

-

Bai Lianxi was so dazed and stiff that she pushed the cart all the way back to her room.

There was a person squatting at the door.

"Qian Er?"

Ding Qian'er seemed to have been squatting there for a while, and when he got up he was a little unsteady, so Bai Lianxi helped him up.

Hesitating to speak is not the normal state between them, this night was a thrilling one for Bai Lianxi, so she was extra sensitive.

He knew there was a question waiting for him, a question that might not have a definite answer.

"I've been waiting for you here since eight o'clock. Actually, it's nothing. I got stuck in the work area and can't go back to my room."

Ding Qian paused for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "Then wait for you...wait for you...I was bored and played with my phone for a while, just in time to watch the live broadcast of that big star."

Bai Lianxi looked at him quietly, waiting for him to ask questions.

"Where... were you just now?"

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