Rubbish

Lin Anchu is no stranger to the matter of CP speculation—to be precise, he should be proficient in business and comprehend by analogy.

Four years ago, he hadn't even cleared up his feelings for Lu Qingzhi. By chance, he saw a CP fan under his Weibo hot comment. After clicking on the homepage, he opened a new world of CP——

The CP fan is he and whose CP Lin Anchu doesn't remember clearly anymore, I only remember that the other party and him have been in the same frame once or twice in some public places.

In the Weibo of that CP fan, they collided with the color of the mask to show their affection, and the color of their T-shirts to show their affection. If they collided with the same style, it must be a piece of clothing worn by two people in turn.

For this inexplicable and illogical thing, there are dozens of hundreds of people screaming down there, "It's too sweet!" "Today, I was stuffed with dog food too!!"

Lin Anchu was amazed when he saw it at the beginning——then he started a Weibo trumpet by himself after mixing with multiple CP Chaohua, humbly learning and quickly mastering the regular CP terminology and common points of fandom.

And just as Lin Anchu rolled up his sleeves and was about to let the fans of the pattern have a long experience to see what real candy is, he suddenly realized that although he had evidence that N Duo and Lu Qingzhi were really wearing the same clothes, and N Duo Lin Lu isreal However, Lu Qingzhi, as a family member outside the circle, no fans knew of his existence.

Fine:)

Young master Lin has lived for 17 years, and he has had to get wind and rain all the way. He has never encountered such a situation where he wanted to make sugar by himself to improve the quality of life of poor CP fans, but was trapped by objective conditions.

He was in distress for a few hours, and then returned to the textbook again - going deep into CP Chaohua, further digging into the raw materials for sugar production, and carefully analyzing the key points of sugar production.

In the end, the young master patted the line on the table, and called Jiang Shi: "Is there a variety show? I want to be on a variety show, and I need a variety show that calls people outside the venue."

When Lin Anchu was 16 years old, he was already a top underage star in China, and that variety show was his first variety show since his debut.

For the sake of popularity, the fans began to spread the word on the Internet when they learned that he was going to record a variety show. When the show officially aired, they all hugged the TV and waited for their son to appear on the stage half an hour earlier.I can't wait to hold up a magnifying glass and appreciate every frame with a son at a speed of 0.1 times.

It was under the expectation of tens of millions of eyes that Lu Qingzhi walked into the eyes of the fans.

At that time, the script of the variety show required the guests to call the person who had the last call on the mobile phone, and guide the other party to say the prescribed words without telling the other party that the program was being recorded.

The camera footage with the group is very clear, and Lin Anchu's phone call records are also very clear.

Except for the [L(6)] at the top, the other call records are all 11 trombone numbers without notes. Of course, in order to protect privacy, the 11 trombone numbers have been mosaiced—just in this way, the calls were made in a short period of time. The [L] with 6 phone numbers is even more presentable.

In the footage of the show, Lin Anchu looked at the [L] on the call interface with a smile. After entering adolescence, Lin Anchu, who already had some "A" faintly, had a gentle brow and eyes at that moment, which reminds people of the "L" he played when he first debuted. The role of an angelic young master from a rich family.

Fans swiped the screen violently on the barrage.

[My cub is back! ! ! 】

【Lin Anchu forced me to jump repeatedly between mother fans and girlfriend fans, woo woo woo woo tonight I am a mother fan again, sister loves you]

After the call was connected, Lu Qingzhi's subwoofer voice came out: "Anmao, is the show finished?"

That phone call put three topics [Lin Anchu L], [Anmao], and [Who is Lin Anchu L] on the hot searches all night.

...

The Lin family has developed in N City for many years. It is intricately rooted and has a good status in the political and business circles. The old man Lin's 90th birthday, the juniors are vying to celebrate him.

The old man was in good spirits, stomping on his crutches, and said in a low-pitched voice, "It's almost done, don't bother me about the birthday banquet. Where's Lin Anchu, the brat? Are you still planning to get out?"

Being called by the old man's name in front of everyone made some people itch with jealousy, but the person concerned himself was heartbroken.

Before boarding the plane, Lin Anchu had been suffering from nightmares and insomnia for half a month for the upcoming battle at the Shura Field. During the ten or so hours on the plane, he was so anxious that his temples ached.

In order to warm up the "big CP speculation", he had already signaled Jiang Shi to disclose his itinerary for returning to China this time.

Lin Anchu, who has not returned to China for three years because of his studies, returned to China for the first time. The fans who had been in the cold kiln for three years received the airport with great momentum. The entire airport reception hall was surrounded by tearful fans holding signs for support.

The huge banner was lifted up by several girls, and the words on the banner read "Lin Anchu, welcome home".

Lin Anchu was still wearing a very "Lin Anchu" outfit, with a trendy loose black hooded sweater on his upper body, a pair of black leggings on his lower body, and a pair of black canvas shoes on his feet.

In the past three years, he has grown some more. Although he may have posted less than five selfies on social platforms in the past three years, fans with a magnifying glass per capita in the fan circle have already analyzed where Lin Anchu has grown.

——But what you see in the photos is different from what you saw with your own eyes.

The moment Lin Anchu appeared, hundreds of fans cried in unison: "Welcome Lin Anchu home! Welcome Lin Anchu home!"

Lin Anchu saw three or four familiar Zhan sisters at the exit crying and unable to hold the camera in her hand. The light blue mask on her face was wet with tears and turned into two dark water stains.

He softened in an instant.

These little girls came here from all over the country to pick up the plane. Everyone put on delicate makeup before they came, but now they are all crying, and their makeup has been wiped out with real emotion.

I haven't returned to China for three years, and I'm coming back for the first time. I shouldn't take advantage of this enthusiasm, and I must not ignore their mood and stab them by surprise at such a moment.

That's so heartless.

...

At this moment, the fans were about ten steps away from the exit. Lin Anchu slowed down, and quickly sent a voice to his assistant Dong Wei in a low voice: "You send Tang Yin back first, and I will arrange it myself, so that no one can take pictures of her." In your car."

Then he immediately sent another voice message to Tang Yin: "I regret it, you go back first, this time I owe you, and I will pay you back later."

After sending the message, he put away his phone, collected his emotions and walked out quickly.

After Lin Anchu walked to the exit, he smiled helplessly and dotingly: "Why are you crying? Do you feel so hopeless when you think of 'the idol who caused trouble is back, and he will fight with black fans day and night again'?" cried?"

Lin Anchu originally wanted to ease the heavy atmosphere, but after he finished speaking, the fans cried and said no, it sounded like they were crying even harder.

"..."

"Hey, brothers, let's be reasonable."

"Do you think I haven't caused any trouble in the past three years? I won't worry you when I come back this time. You don't need to help me fight or criticize me. Don't worry."

Lin Anchu had a severe headache, but he still smiled at the fans and comforted him patiently: "Okay, don't cry—the makeup is all over... Did you see the attention gifts from passers-by and friends? They can think that We are the Crying Cult. Well, stop crying and let's go."

He walked forward under the escort of two security guards at the airport.

The fans were emotional but still choked and maintained a good order. They spontaneously stood in two rows with a distance of about one meter in between.

Lin Anchu walked very slowly so that it was convenient for fans to take pictures.

He sent a message to his father, asking Mr. Lin to send a car to rescue him.Who would have thought that the car didn't arrive, so I waited for a call first.

When Lin Anchu saw the caller [XX], he was so frightened that he almost threw the phone away.

My head hurts enough, but the moment I saw this phone call, not only did I have a headache, but my heart also accelerated wildly, and I couldn't even hold the phone steady.

His phone was covered with an anti-spy screen film, and fans couldn't actually take pictures of the phone's screen, but Lin Anchu felt guilty, so he quickly pressed the right lock screen button twice and hung up the unexpected call.

However, tens of seconds later, his phone vibrated twice and received two WeChat messages.

[So-and-so: Haven't finished the airport yet? 】

[So-and-so: My car is parked in area C of the parking lot, come out and give me a call back, and I will take you home. 】