The whole world loves Mr. Lin

The planning of the M'artisan cocktail party once again proved his marketing talent. When the whole network was screened by Michelin Interactive, the host turned on the big screen on the stage. On the screen was a super chat interface that had just been opened.

"One more surprise for everyone, the last question, we will give the right to make the question to all the fans who follow this reception, what little secrets do you want to know about Michelin? Now enter Weibo, hurry up and have a reception with M'artisan Let’s interact with Chaohua! We will choose the question with the most likes, and two guests will answer it.”

After the host finished talking about the rules, he pursed his lips and smiled. He seemed to understand everyone's mentality, and added a special sentence:

"Tell me in advance, everyone, don't bring up the question of color! Everyone is responsible for keeping the Internet clean!"

As the host's voice fell, countless fans poured into the super chat channel in an instant, and the big screen began to live broadcast the fans' questions on the super talk interface in real time, and even the audience at the scene took out their mobile phones to participate.

The microblog of the question is constantly refreshed, and the ones with the highest number of likes are pushed up and displayed on the big screen:

Rio Morning: If you use an animal as a metaphor, what do you think the other party is?

Xiaomi bursting with cuteness: I'm coming!Want to know the sexiest expression in your eyes! (This is not a color, is it?)

If you see me, please let me endorse: Can you make a combination question?I want to bring up one hundred questions about the relationship between husband and wife!

Canned Orange Cat: Am I the only one who wants to know Mr. Lin's full name?If you have the same question as me, please push me up!

Hugs on Saturday: I want to distinguish between offense and suffering, although this is already obvious [covering face]

Xiaomi meows like a cat: Not being allowed to do H makes me very sad, so can I ask you the inner color that the other party often wears?

Strawberry-flavored millet porridge: You are too weak, let me take it. When will you two get your marriage certificate?

Cosmic sweetheart girl: Ask that sister in Nene if you still don't!enough!Inside!Han!Let me tell you, is there any special decoration in the other party's bedroom?The scope is limited to the bed!

French fries and milk tea: I want to fight for connotation. I’ll come too. What’s the shape of the other party’s belly button?

Hana sauce: [Excited] Is the opponent's toes longer than the middle finger or the index finger?

Everyone in the world accepts that I am fat alone: ​​how can I lose in the competition!May I ask the other party's usual diet, is it three meals a day or two meals a day?

.........

The initial question was obviously quite normal. I don't know which fan took the lead, but the whole style of painting has reversed, and more and more connotation problems have been pushed up.

Mi Li watched the building on the big screen almost crooked into the Leaning Tower of Pisa, her cheeks were flushed pink, she frowned shyly, and looked at Mr. Lin for help.

What's up with these fans?Can YY create a big dyeing workshop between virtual idols and real people?This is simply impossible, okay!

Mr. Lin also looked at the big screen with doubts on his face, as if he didn't quite understand some of the problems, so he blinked at Mi Li innocently and puzzled, and asked for help with his lips:

"Why can't I understand?"

"What is sexy?"

"What is the offense?"

"What's the matter with H?"

Seeing Mr. Lin's puzzled expression, Mi Li slapped his forehead heavily: Damn, I almost forgot that Mr. Lin and Lin Zaizai have a symbiotic relationship.

Stop!You are poisoning my cubs!

With the end of the interaction time limit, a Weibo was ranked at the top with 300 million likes.

The host looked at the screen, smiled awkwardly, and read out the Weibo post helplessly: "May I ask the two guests, what special decorations are there in the other party's bedroom? The scope is limited to the bed."

Mi Li just wanted to speak out to veto this kind of probing question, but Mr. Lin beside him had his eyes shining, and he had already started writing on the question board, and there was no time to stop it.

The man's eyes seemed to be excitedly announcing to everyone: I know this!

Mi Lisheng unrestrainedly picked up his question board, and slandered while writing: It's over, it's all over.

The two question boards were opened at the same time, and Mi Li's answer read: doll, white fur.

Mr. Lin's question board reads: plush, teddy bear.

Although the answers are different, the meaning of the words is completely unified.

Mi Li looked at Mr. Lin's eyes asking him for credit, and completely gave up struggling.For the two of them, this question is obviously very pure and pure, but now with the addition of a connotation filter, I don't know what it will be made up by fans.

Seeing that the two had the same answer, the audience was really excited, and the reception and Chaohua lost control again.

[This question is really amazing. As we all know, what does it mean to have been to the bedroom?Rounding off is rolling over the sheets! 】

【Within ten seconds, I have made up two different scenes in my brain. The fur play [cover nosebleed] is really wonderful! 】

[Fur play, don't run away!Is there any Mrs. Dashen here? I have a 24k gold diamond-encrusted gold leaf fountain pen. Please write it for me! 】

【Am I the only one who noticed Mr. Lin's cuteness?Fluffy is a cute description, ah, I am dead, is this still the Mr. Lin I know? 】

.........

Watching the real-time super chat scrolling on the big screen, Mi Li was so anxious on stage that she wanted to stomp her feet.The creators of Michelin are Radish and Mi Li himself. At first, he thought that he would not be yelled at for CP speculation with a virtual idol. Now this kind of crazy scene is something that Mi Li never imagined.

CP fans all have a Bugatti Veyron in their hearts. If they are given a destination, they can fly [-] yards in an instant, and the steering wheel is welded to death.

Fortunately, this guest interview is finally coming to an end. The host finished his concluding remarks and announced the successful conclusion of the reception.The biggest winners of this reception, in addition to the Michelin CP fans who were about to pass out from eating sugar, the brand side also gained an unexpected huge traffic.

This M'artisan reception was later named the best marketing case of the year, which made many brands in the same class envious.

Many merchants have also seen the commercial value of Mi Li and Mr. Lin. For a while, the YX company to which Mr. Lin belongs has received thousands of invitations to business activities. Lots of itineraries.

Mi Li still doesn't know about these follow-up butterfly effects. He walked into the curtain behind the stage, wanting to say goodbye to Mr. Lin who met for the first time.

Mr. Lin stood there waiting for him. This was the first opportunity for the two of them to spend time together alone. Mi Li was a little excited but also a little apprehensive.

Mr. Lin in front of him was half a head taller than Mi Li, Mi Li had to raise his head slightly to look into the man's eyes, this close contact made Mi Li discover a little secret——

Mr. Lin is not perfect.

On the man's handsome face, under the corner of the left eye, there was a small mole, so small that it could be easily ignored, but it was clearly seen by Mi Li.

Mi Li observed carefully for a moment, except for this small mole, under the cover of his forehead hair, there was a faint scar, just at the edge of the hairline.This pale but somewhat hideous scar extended into Mr. Lin's thick black hair.

Why are there scars?Mr. Lin...has he been injured?

Mi Li's heart ached. The perfect idol in the eyes of the world was actually not perfect. What kind of past had he experienced to leave such a scar?

Mr. Lin was a little embarrassed by Mi Li's stare, and a mellow voice came from his lips: "Mimi, what's wrong?"

Only then did Mi Li come back to his senses, and he cautiously said to the man in front of him, "Mr. Lin, are you just... the cub?"

Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, smiled and shook his head, with a clear light in his eyes: "It's not accurate to say that, at least so far, I have not been able to become a whole with him, but I can sense his experience and thinking, as if it were my personal experience."

"What about Zai Zai? Can Zai Zai sense you?"

Under Mi Li's expectant eyes, Mr. Lin still shook his head: "Actually, I don't know the whole story and the whole picture. I'm a...a person with no memory. My place...seems to be empty."

Mr. Lin covered his left chest with his hand, and the white rose was stuck to his heart, trembling slightly.

"I only remember intermittently what happened over the past year. As an artist, I went to filming, singing, and participating in activities. Everything was done by instinct... I didn't leave any feelings, and even many things have been remembered. I don't know."

Heart is empty?No emotion?

Mi Li was shocked, and a bold guess was born in her heart—could Lin Zaizai be Mr. Lin's missing heart?

Mi Li involuntarily put her hands on Mr. Lin's. The two hands, one virtual and the other real, overlapped. There was no touch or temperature, but there was a wonderful sense of fusion.

"Then will you remember me?" Mi Li blinked lightly, her eyelashes fluttering.

When Mr. Lin heard this, the confusion between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated a little, and he turned into a gentle gaze: "Of course, the memory related to you is the only emotion I can feel so far. Maybe for me, you are A special being."

Mi Li's heart skipped a beat. To be honest, being looked at by a handsome man like Mr. Lin with gentle eyes and saying such flirtatious words, any homosexual would be tempted, but Mi Li resisted firmly. up.

Because the eyes that Mr. Lin looked at him were as clear and flawless as Lin Zizai, without a trace of adult desire and greed in them, it was as clean as a clear spring.

Millie thought that Mr. Lin was a big forest cub, but the truth seemed to be much more than that. Even Mr. Lin himself didn't know the secret about the flowers in Dr. Q's letter.

Mi Li has a dark premonition, which is a beautiful and sad secret.

"Mimi, can I hug you?"

Before Mi Li had time to react, the projected man had already bent over and hugged him.This close-up seems to be infinitely slowed down, turning into a frame of light and shadow.

Mr. Lin leaned his head on Mi Li's neck and rubbed it lightly. This action is Lin Zaizai's habit.

The distance was too close, obviously it was a hug without touch and warmth, but Mi Li felt the warmth of the man's breath on his neck, and the white rose on Mr. Lin's chest seemed to be emitting fragrance——

It is a clear and pure aroma, but when Mi Li's sense of smell reaches the end, he senses a subtle sweetness, which penetrates into the breath impartially and penetrates into the heart. Is this an illusion?

After a short hug, Mi Li had no choice but to say goodbye to Mr. Lin. After the event, there were reporters waiting for him.

"Mr. Lin...will we meet again?"

The man showed a gentle smile: "Yes."

"What's your full name? Can you tell me?"

"In fact, I do not know."

"Then...then I'm leaving?"

"Go, Mimi, looking forward to seeing you again."

The two reluctantly said a few more words, Mi Li looked back at Mr. Lin a few times, then strode out of the range of the projection, and left the reception venue, he walked out of the hotel gate with a confident and calm smile Under the reporter's flashlight.

"Xiaomi is out!"

"Xiaomi, look this way!"

"Oh, oh, our idols are here!"

Fans and the media rushed to call his name, Mi Li smiled and let them interview and take pictures.

Where Mi Li couldn't see, Mr. Lin still stood quietly behind the stage, his eyes followed the direction Mi Li left, with a silent smile on his lips.

The author has something to say:

Lin Mode's feelings. Da Zai: I am very satisfied with this card, and it will be a full three chapters as soon as it appears.

Mi. Addicted to sucking cubs. Li: Big cubs are easy to suck, but I miss the little cubs at home??? Let me go home and suck the cubs! ! !