After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

You must maintain your grace. Your current behavior not only represents yourself, but also concerns Xia Guo's face.

Yang Yi withdrew her gaze with difficulty, and then realized that the person in front of her was trying to introduce Chris to her.

Is this still a recommendation? I have known him in my heart for four and a half years, more than sixteen hundred days!

No, it may be that the other party investigated her information and found out that she was a fan of Chris before introducing her to her. After all, there were not many people from the entertainment industry at this banquet.

Yang Yi then thought about it, maybe after she became famous for fighting monsters in Haibei City for the first time, all her information has been exposed to the security agencies of various countries, including her family, relatives, friends, classmates, growth trajectory, and even her childhood. The number of times he peed on the bed was clearly traced. Her character, psychological state, and subconscious have been analyzed by relevant experts better than she herself understands. Even her internet browsing history is...

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She didn't even bother to say hello to Chris immediately. Instead, she took out her phone and sent Feng Liancheng a text message: "Have all my online traces been cleared?"

"Don't worry, all the information will be erased on the day you fight the sea monster."

Seeing this reply, Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no social death. If everyone knew that the "superman" standing here with aloofness actually often browsed a website named after flowers on the Internet, She really wanted to fly out of the earth right away and live on another planet.

But thinking about it on the other hand, doesn't she already have no secrets in front of Feng Liancheng? No wonder Feng Liancheng was so familiar with her when they first met, as if he had known her for several years.

If you see a person’s browsing history for many years and know what styles of clothes she usually likes to buy on shopping websites—even her body measurements, what news she cares about, what types of novels she likes to read, and how long she spends on the Internet every day, You will also feel familiar with her through all kinds of weird questions you search, as well as some movies that are not suitable for children that you watch in the middle of the night, and you are well aware of her xp.

Moreover, she suddenly remembered Feng Liancheng's meaningful smile just now, saying that she would not regret coming here. Did she already know that the male star she was obsessed with was also here? !

Thinking of this, Yang Yi felt desperate. He wanted to dig out three rooms and one living room with his toes on the ground, but he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

But her emotions were quickly diverted, because Chris had been introduced by the introducer and walked up to her.

If beauty could kill, then he would definitely be the world's number one murderer. He didn't even need to use his inner strength, such as his temperament, conversation, and other inner things. As long as he stood there, he would be littered with corpses.

Especially since she has accumulated super powerful filters for more than 1,600 days. Even if she were given a microscope, she would not be able to find the slightest imperfection in him.

The moment I saw him, all the embarrassment and anger just now disappeared without a trace. She couldn't think. She didn't hear anything the introducer said. Her ears were almost ringing, her whole body was as stiff as a stone, and her throat seemed to be stuck with glue, so she couldn't say a word.

She didn't know when the introducer left.

'idiot! Wake up! You look like an idiot now more than ever! ' It yelled in its mind, 'It's so disgusting that I actually stay in the same body as a fool like you! '

She even thanked it for its insults and rejoiced in its rants.

"Actually, no introduction is needed, I am your fan." Yang Yi tried his best to smile appropriately, feeling that his face was a little stiff.

She wanted to break the can.

"That's such an honor for me." Chris didn't seem surprised.

The introducer wisely walked away. Translator Zhang Mu hesitated and looked at the atmosphere between the two, and wisely retreated not far away. At this distance, he could come up at any time to continue the translation work without disturbing the two of them.

There was a circle around him, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Although Yang Yi calls herself "atypical social phobia", she is actually not to the point where she cannot interact with others. She is essentially an introvert. It would be nice if she could serve as a backdrop. Like just now, everyone is setting up for her. No matter if it's a ladder, if you let her take the initiative to start any topic, she will feel uncomfortable.

Although Chris is a big star, his personality is obviously not that smooth and easy to mingle with strangers. Yang Yi often saw on the news that he was photographed by the paparazzi while walking his dog alone on the lawn.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Chris suddenly asked: "Does your phone still have that screen saver?"

Yang Yi couldn't help but press her feet to the floor again. She pretended to be calm: "Yes." She also took out her mobile phone and turned on the screen, shaking it in front of his eyes.

On the screen, Chris is wearing a suit, his eyes lowered and his eyelashes lowered, his blue eyes are half exposed, his nose is straight and his lips are red. The photo has a watercolor texture as a whole, and the atmosphere looks mysterious and blurry.

I am so awesome that today I officially call myself a social cow. Yang Yi complained silently in his heart to relieve his inner embarrassment.

Chris smiled shyly: "That seemed to be captured when I was attending a press conference. It seems that the reporter has good photo processing skills."

Yang Yi smiled and took a sip of champagne that had gone through several tests: "That was not taken by a reporter, but by your fans. Only fans with love can make their idols look so charming. In this photo, I am in your Downloaded it from the fan forum.”

Chris was stunned for a moment, licked his lips unconsciously, lowered his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Oh, and he always licks his lips habitually, whether it's during interviews or the occasional appearance on the show. As a loyal fan, Yang Yi has long discovered this charming little trick.

She is as calm as an old dog on the outside, but she is screaming on the inside. She took another sip of champagne to hide her urge to swallow.

Then they opened up the topic.

"Are you afraid of monsters?" he asked.

"Of course I'm scared. But I will hypnotize myself in my mind: There is just a cabbage on the other side. After a while of psychological suggestion, I won't be so scared anymore."

"Haha, cabbage doesn't move."

"If the cabbage moved, I think it might be scarier than the monster."

Yang Yi spoke half-baked Aka, and Chris spoke even half-baked Xia Guohua. The two of them talked and gestured, and their communication was stumbling, but the atmosphere was actually quite pleasant.

"You actually know Xia Guo dialect?" Yang Yi finally asked, pretending to be annoyed: "As a loyal fan of yours, I have never heard of it. I am so derelict in my duty!"

Chris rubbed his nose, lowered his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, and then looked at her intently and seriously with his blue eyes: "When I knew that the person who saved me when the truck exploded was a Xia nationality, I invited a Xia countryman. As a Mandarin teacher, I have been doing temporary work during this period. I want to be able to come to her one day and say to her personally: Thank you."

His tone has the unique unfamiliarity of foreigners speaking Xia Guohua, and every word is not in its original tone, but sincerity can be conveyed through other channels - expressions, demeanor, and words that become more profound because of their seriousness. Eyes.

Handsomeness and charm can be felt directly without any words, and they touch the soul more directly than words.

I must have had too much champagne, I was about to faint. Yang Yi thought.

Chris's eyes were filled with the two smallest oceans in the world. She thought they must smell like orange candy. She wanted to plunge into those two oceans and swim. She also wanted to get closer to the coast and kiss the beach.

She even wanted to hide him in a place known only to herself and imprison him, just like the dragon imprisoning the princess in the fairy tale. If he likes treasures, she doesn't mind putting all the treasures in front of him, just to make him smile, because she just discovered that he shines more brightly than the treasures.

Human nature has a desire to monopolize beautiful things, and this desire for monopoly has never been stronger at this moment.

His "thank you" is completely worth the infatuation accumulated over the past four and a half years, and there is still a surplus.

Thanks to the superpower, two people who live in different parts of the world and have nothing in common are brought together. What a wonderful fate!

"If you are self-aware, you should know how charming you are. If you continue to radiate charm to me like this, I will not be able to help but kidnap you immediately, take you as my own, and stage a thriller movie in which crazy fans kidnap stars. Yang Yi pretended to be serious and said, "You know, I can do it."

Chris was stunned and laughed: "God, you are so cute."

Look, he actually thought I was joking and that I might actually be able to do it.

"I'm honored to be your kidnapping target, Miss Kidnapper." Chris couldn't help laughing, "I will definitely suffer from Stockholm Syndrome."

Kidnapping and Stockholm, these words aroused inappropriate associations in Haitang's old driver, and accidentally touched her XP, which has a wide range of hobbies.

She licked her dry lips. If there is an expert who is proficient in micro-expressions, he will definitely know what inappropriate scenes are in her mind at this moment.

Fortunately, the following topic did not develop in an ambiguous direction.

"Did you know? The Internet calls you a god on earth."

"I don't like the god-making movement. When people need gods, they put them on the altar. When they don't need them, they can pull them down and crush them at any time."

Chris looked at her with a smile. After hearing these words, his smile slowly faded and he hesitated: "Of course, this title is very stressful..."

Yang Yi didn't want the topic to slip into a serious direction, so she waved her hands quickly, "No, no, no, I don't need comfort... It was just a joke."

Chris opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something comforting, but in the end he could only say: "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say. Your situation may be unique in the world and in the entire history, and there is no precedent on the earth. It can be a guide to your life, and no one can truly feel your situation. It must be lonely to walk such a road alone."

Well, I am completely surrendered to him now. Yang Yi said to himself.

"But think of something nice too—everyone wants to be you. God, you can even fly!"

Chris raised his eyebrows and excitedly described his childhood dream to her: "My biggest dream when I was a child was to grow a pair of wings so that I could soar in the sky. Think about it, people on the ground are like birds. Little ants, the houses are like beehives, and the rivers are like ribbons. When I’m hungry, I just stop at that place, find some food, and then continue to wander in the sky... How free!”

I don't know which word touched Yang Yi's heart, and a desire surged in her chest. She wanted to take him away from this boring party immediately, go to the sky, sit on the soft clouds, and look at the mountains and rivers at her feet. Rivers, until the stars flow at night, and night falls.

She also wanted to take a photo of the scene in front of her as a souvenir: Look, this little boy full of childish fantasies, this young man exuding charming hormones, a mixture of the two, he is simply a seductive male monster.

But she just smiled and looked at the man in front of her.

They talked for a long time, and many people had already looked over.

The pleasant atmosphere between the two surprised everyone. After all, Yang Yi had been facing so many high-ranking officials and celebrities just now, and Yang Yi still had a cold persona.

Even Director Zhou was a little surprised.

Well, I can't go on any longer so everyone at the party knows I'm smitten with him.

When Yang Yi was reluctant to leave, saying sorry to him calmly and preparing to leave, Chris suddenly reached out and took her arm: "Can I take a photo with you, Miss Superman?"

She looked at the suddenly enlarged handsome face in front of her, the two patches of intoxicating blue, her face was not red but her heart was beating a little.

"What an honor."

Chris took out his mobile phone from his pocket, held her shoulder gently with his left hand, and took several group photos with his right hand.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The heat from the palm of his left hand penetrated through the fabric of the dress and reached her skin, as hot as fire. She swore that the fire demon's nearly 10,000-degree high-temperature flames yesterday were not as strong as the impact and heat he brought at this moment.

She smelled a faint scent of men's perfume on him, but she had no research on it and couldn't tell what brand or fragrance it was.

He wasn't orange, and she was a little disappointed - just a little.

But his breath smelled like a misty forest in the morning, and that was just as well.

"Can I post this photo to my personal blog? You are a superstar. Countless people must envy me." Chris looked at her expectantly, like a little boy impatiently waiting to show off. His eyes were Sparkling under the crystal lamp, it is more charming than the most expensive sapphire in the world.

She had to admit that she had completely fallen under his suit pants.

She looked at the photo, and he chose the photo with the best angle. In the photo, she was holding champagne in her right hand, looking at the camera lightly, smiling slightly, looking cold, dignified, and reserved. , and a little distant, not showing that she was already fascinated by the man next to her.

"Very good, just this one."

Then they naturally added each other's phone numbers and personal blog accounts. Of course, she seldom posted anything on her personal blog. She only used it to browse foreign news and watch Chris rape. She had already followed him two years ago.

Before leaving, Yang Yi turned around and said, "I always thought you smelled like orange."

Chris was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I'm sorry it's not this time." He winked mischievously: "But maybe next time we meet..."