Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

If it's really not worth mentioning, how could Lin Jiao be so excited?

The Snowflake Award is well-known at home and abroad, and related entries have been seen in the top ten searches from time to time in the past two months.

But after all, this is a carnival among the niche circles, and it won't be the top trending search early in the morning.

Cheng Zhi unconsciously licked her lower lip, opened her clear eyes and asked, "The identity is very detailed?"

"It's more than detailed..."

In Cheng Zhi's eyes, Lin Jiao's opening and closing of her lips was slowed down several times, and her voice became louder and louder.

"...Education, work, and photos were all dug out one by one."

"Boom" sound.

Something cool exploded in his body.

Cheng Zhi immediately bowed her head and reopened the hot search list.

Pale fingertips fell, and the content of the hot posts appeared in front of his eyes.

Her eyeballs trembled slightly, and she looked down ten lines at a glance.

There are too many past events that can be discovered through academic qualifications, not to mention photos.

What kind of photo is it?

When she was in Hong Kong, she never published her personal photos anywhere.

Fingertips pause.

She saw the information about herself being hung up.

Not as detailed as she imagined.

With a sigh of relief, she finally let out the breath she was holding.

However, her account as an illustrator was "@", and she followed her name to the familiar homepage.

The most recent update time was half a month ago.

At that time, she already knew that she had more than [-]% probability of being shortlisted in the top ten.

In the middle of the night to put the baby to sleep, when there was no one to share the joy in my heart, I posted the manuscript of the entry for the Snow Flower Award.

Just a corner of the manuscript, or the original first draft.

But it became the "real hammer" for the whistleblower to finalize her identity.

"Sister, you are actually 'z'! Do you know that Miaomiaoju likes you? She has been chasing you for several years, and she is going crazy right now!"

Lin Jiao dug out the chat records and confronted Cheng Zhi.

Miaomiao was in a frenzy, and every few seconds, she would send a sentence, "Please sign for me or I will kill you!".

Cheng Zhi's emotions fluctuated, and at this moment all the joints in his body were loose.

She relaxed her elbows and forced a smile, "Thank you for liking me..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Jiao turned the phone over again, leaned forward, determined to gossip all the way.

——The senior next to her turned out to be a low-key master, and she even wanted to ask for leave, so she could just go out and chat for a whole day.

"Sister, you were so pure two years ago. If you don't mention it, I would think you are younger than me."

Cheng Zhi stared at the photo on the screen and was stunned.

Of course it was her in the photo, wearing a tulle dress, standing sideways among the tulips.

The background behind her was a cloudy day, and the gorgeous flowers had a different kind of beauty in the cloudy day. It was because of this that she chose to collect the scenery on that day.

but……

Cheng Zhi's eyebrows twitched, "Who posted the photo?"

She came to Hong Kong in hiding, so it is impossible for her to post photos of herself on the Internet.

"Someone posted it in your comment area more than an hour ago, it should be a fan, it's just for hype."

Lin Jiao didn't understand what she meant, she was still excited.

"Sister, you are quite popular now. You are the only one among the top ten finalists for the Snow Flower Award in China, and you are a moderately popular blogger."

Cheng Zhi was not in the mood to listen to these words, her heart was heavy and full of worries.

Without her knowledge, someone who knew her took a picture of her very early on, but it was not released until now.

How did that person determine that the owner of the social account was her?

Did you take any other photos?

Did you catch Cheng Wang?

A series of questions popped up, Cheng Zhi gradually closed his fingers, and his brows were furrowed.