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This time, the fire of gossip in people's hearts ignited even more vigorously, and more people joined the discussion that still had no results.

Just when people started from the title of the painting and guessed that lynn. c might not be the French people they thought, someone turned their attention to the woman in the painting.

Some netizens commented that this is Billy from England, and the author seems to be a fan of hers, so he must also be British.

Some netizens disagreed, saying that Billy never had such a hairstyle at all, so it couldn't be her.Judging from the hairstyle, this is clearly Jessica, so the author is American.

Another netizen retorted that according to the proportions presented in the picture, Jessica is taller than the person in the painting. The artist may deliberately exaggerate the height of the person in the painting for artistic reasons, but I have never heard of people Drawn in the short.

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The disputes between the parties are at a stalemate, but no matter who is talking, there is always someone who can find out the inconsistency in the details.

Just as the discussion was heating up, a Chinese student studying in France said, "Isn't this the raining in our country? I went to her concert last summer. That's the scene."

When the international student left a comment, he also attached a picture he took at the scene. Although the distance is relatively far, he can vaguely see Lin Wen on the stage.

Because Lin Wen debuted not long ago, although she can be regarded as a first-line star in China, but after all, her time is still short, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a newcomer, and her international reputation is far from enough, so few foreigners will Think of her.

Afterwards, someone dug up the high-definition picture of that concert.It has to be said that the scenes in the pictures are very similar to the paintings.

The opinions of all parties began to gather.

This discussion, which originated in Paris, spread to China because of a message from a Chinese netizen, and the situation was out of control.

The author has something to say:

Has no one left a message to discuss the plot? [Bitter Melon Face]

Chapter 18 Live Streaming

Lin Wen stared at the fuse ~ Suo that sparked heated discussions on the screen, and didn't bother to read the subsequent messages carefully, she was already immersed in deep memories.

She remembered the moment she was on stage.

After singing for more than three hours, her body felt exhausted. The last note in the earphones finally fell, and the noisy music on the scene stopped.She straightened her already stiff body and called the curtain call.

The light above her head made her eyes hurt, and the huge stadium was filled with cheers, and she closed her eyes slightly amid the indistinguishable shouts around her.

She loves the feeling of being on the stage. Everything on the stage can make her temporarily forget all her troubles and Zou Yu who has been thinking about her in her heart. The song she sang on the stage is something that she can't say in her heart. mood.

She didn't know who to tell, and she couldn't tell who to tell those surging emotions, all of which she kept in her heart.

Only at this time can I find a little outlet for the longing accumulated over three months.The moment she was finally released, Lin Wen felt as if her entire body had been emptied.

The blower at her feet was turned on, Lin Wen felt her hair was blown up by the wind.No, if you keep blowing like this, your hairstyle will definitely be messed up.

So after a short pause, she bent down and bowed to the audience, with the perfect smile on her face that she had rehearsed many times in front of the mirror as always.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." She smiled as happily as the people in the audience.

The cheers resounded again after a moment's pause.

There will be a short break followed by two encore songs.

Lin Wen's throat was already a little dry, she urgently needed to go backstage to take a sip of water, and the mineral water bottle on the stage was already empty.

The moment she turned around, the penetrating high-pitched voice of a female fan in the front row clearly reached Lin Wen's ears.

raining...encore...raining...encore...

raining...

Yu, where are you?

Amidst waves of voices, Lin Wen bowed her head and walked behind the scenes. The cheers around her could no longer conceal the sadness in her heart.

"Xiao Wen, are you still listening?" Huihui's voice came from the speaker, and the phantom in front of her eyes receded like a tide. Lin Wen blinked her wet eyes, and gently closed the computer.

"Sister Huihui," her soft voice sounded a little confused at the moment, "what do you think, the person in the painting is me?"

It was clear already, but she still wanted to hear confirmation from Yu Huihui, so that she could believe that all this was not a dream.

"Hey, I can't say clearly, I can't see the facial features, but you know, there is a word called divine resemblance, which probably means this. Anyway, no matter how I look at it, I think it's you."

Lin Wen grinned slightly.

light rain...

It turned out that she was really there that day.

But why didn't she come, why didn't she come...

"Xiao Wen? Are you okay? Why can't I hear your voice?"

Lin Wen raised her head, holding back the tears that had begun to gather in her eyes, "Sister Huihui, I found her, I finally found her."

"I found her." She repeated dreamily.

"Who?" Huihui didn't recover for a while.

"That lynn is Xiao Yu." She said.

"Huh? Are you sure?" Liu Jiahui didn't quite understand why these two people were suddenly connected.

"It's her, it's her, I should have known..." Lin Wen's voice was excited, but she couldn't help sobbing afterwards, "Xiao Yu also came to the concert that day! But why didn't she want to see me? Why didn't she Don't come to see me, sister Huihui..."

Liu Jiahui listened to the gradually uncontrollable vibrato in the phone, as if Lin Wen would cry out loudly in the next moment, and said anxiously, "Don't get excited, you just stay at home and don't go anywhere, I'll be right over !"

"Don't go anywhere!" She reminded again, as if not at ease.

When the doorbell rang, Lin Wen was still sitting on the bed in a daze.

Liu Jiahui walked in anxiously, looking at the empty eyes in Lin Min's flushed eyes, she was a little anxious, "I knew you would be like this! Hurry up, I don't have time to think about anything else now, hurry up and give me your emotions." Pack it up."

Seeing that Lin Wen didn't pay attention to her at all, Huihui was really anxious, "Hey, did you hear that? Let me tell you something serious!"

"There will be an interview tomorrow afternoon. Now, these are the questions that the host will probably ask, you should prepare right now." She gave Lin Wen a look, "I remind you, it's a live broadcast! You can pay attention to me Be careful, don't make any mistakes!"

"Live broadcast?" Lin Wen raised her head now, she frowned and looked at Liu Jiahui, with some dissatisfaction in her words, "Why did you say it now?"

"It happened so suddenly, the company took over temporarily."

"Can't you ask my opinion in advance before accepting the job?!"

"You insist on competing with me at this time, don't you? If I could push it, I would have pushed it for you. Isn't this the way to go?"

Lin Wen glanced at Huihui, knowing that she was telling the truth, so she sighed.

She quickly flipped through the little book that Liu Jiahui handed over. Apart from a few questions related to her own career, most of the rest were aimed at Lynn and the painting "Milli". What would she say then?

Huihui saw her embarrassment, and comforted her softly, "It's not that my sister won't help you. Even if you don't want to answer this kind of thing, you have to answer it. The hidden media will only chase you even tighter."

"Besides, you will release an album in a while, and there will be such a trouble, it's too late to be happy on others. Think about it, you don't like to stir up a scandal or something, so this time it's free publicity. Don't worry too much."