Cannon fodder is always forced to become a group favorite

The knees of the two touched lightly, Yunyou pinched Ling Xiaoxing's face with one hand, and lipstick with the other, with a serious expression like a primary school student who is drawing with a crayon for the first time, thinking about what to paint on the wall .

Looking at his posture, Ling Xiaoxing's charming emotions disappeared immediately, he couldn't help swallowing, his Adam's apple slipped up and down.

[Hahahahahaha 00 counseled for me]

[Facing such an ambiguous scene, I don’t want to, just want to hahaha]

[This live broadcast room is really the source of my happiness tonight]

Fortunately, although Yunyou's posture is quite intimidating, but his hands are still reliable, he slowly applied a thin layer on his lower lip, and said professionally: "You purse your lips, yes, sip a few more times, or Can't get it out."

[I found out that Yunyou is a very studious baby, and he can always apply what he has learned very quickly]

【I remembered his terrible navel orange and mutual attack...】

[Grass, I also recalled the fear of being dominated by that Weibo, son, why don’t you be so eager to learn! 】

"Well, it's fine." Seeing Ling Xiaoxing pursing his lips obediently a few times, Yunyou nodded in satisfaction, and was handed the lipstick back to the host.

Fortunately, the car did not overturn, the host breathed a sigh of relief, and went to the next session: "Next we will start a few rounds of small questions and answers. These are the questions we collected in advance in Yunbao and Lingling's fans. You can choose to answer Or don't answer."

Yunyou blinked: "Can you not answer?"

"Of course, but if you don't answer, you have to pay a price." The host waved his hand, and the staff next to him brought all the good lemons, "If you don't answer or you can't answer, you have to eat a slice of lemon!"

Yunyou's face immediately wrinkled: "I hate eating lemons the most."

The host suddenly laughed badly: "Then you have to answer the question properly."

"Wait," Ling Xiaoxing flipped through the script book that was in the dark, "Why didn't I see this link?"

"In order to present the original flavor to fans and friends, this is a hidden link," the host said, waving the card in his hand, "I also just received the question."

Ling Xiaoxing and Yunyou looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time.

There is a sense of foreboding.

[Here comes the part I'm most looking forward to! ! ! 】

[I was sweating when I saw the questions contributed by Jimei in Chaohua, it was too tricky...]

【Excited to rub hands.jpg】

"Starting with Rainbow Dash, take turns answering the questions, the first question." The host cleared his throat, "Excuse me, in the Weibo that you reposted the Weibo that you clicked on Jiang Lip for a few weeks and then quickly deleted, Mentioned..." His eyebrows suddenly raised into a ball, as if he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't say it, "Uh... what do those two words mean?"

【Navel orange, late but arrived】

[Mutual attack, although late but arrived]

【Dear friends, let's set sail for navel oranges and start an evenly matched mutual attack! [dog head]]

Yunyou recalled for a while before he remembered what he was referring to, and said "ah".

Ling Xiaoxing on the side narrowed his eyes.

The staff next to him pushed the plate of lemons towards Yunyou winkingly, as if he was sure that he would not dare to answer.

"Actually, it was a misunderstanding," Yunyou said sincerely, "I was playing with my assistant on the phone at the time, and when I saw these fan circle words and didn't understand what they meant, I asked him."

"Then how did your assistant explain it?"

"He said navel orange, which is a homonym for 'starting' in sailing, and mutual attack means that two people are evenly matched to attack each other." Yun You spread his hands, "I immediately applied what I learned, and I didn't expect such a big joke. .”

【Hahahahahahahahaha Rainbow Dash is so studious and cute】

[I laughed so hard and set off to attack each other, what the hell! ! ! 】

[Think about it carefully, is it really plausible? ? ? 】

[Suddenly I felt that our cp girl was upright! What's going on! 】

The host also didn't expect the truth to be like this, and asked: "Then what happened afterwards?"

"What's more, the manager deprived me of the right to post on Weibo later." Yun You shrugged.

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha It’s miserable but I just want to hahahahaha】

[I report with my real name that Shenyue Media has deprived artists of their legitimate rights, dog head]

The host was also happy to slap his thigh, and after a while, he said, "Next question, Ling Ling is ready."

Ling Xiaoxing leaned against the sofa, with one hand resting on the armrest, his posture was very relaxed, and he said "um".

"Your fans asked, why is your Weibo always inactive, and you can't even remember the name of your fans?"

"These are two issues." Ling Xiaoxing reminded.

The host didn't expect Ling Xiaoxing to be so fussy, so he glanced at the cards in his hand again, "Then answer the first one first."

"Lazy." Ling Xiaoxing said.

The host looked at Ling Xiaoxing.

Ling Xiaoxing looked back at the host.

After two seconds of silence, the host's eyes widened, "It's gone?"

Ling Xiaoxing said calmly, "Yes."

host:"……"

[Hahahahahahaha I'm really too lazy to answer in one word]

【I believe you are really lazy】

[Even the host is too lazy to answer, no wonder he is even more lazy to go to Weibo to perfunctory us, crying]

The host laughed awkwardly, and threw the question back to Yunyou: "Yun Bao, the next question is, what kind of girl do you like?"

Yun You: "Is my ideal type?"

"Yes."

[Do you still need to ask? Of course you like me like this]

[The one in front speak up, otherwise Yunyou will kneel on the washboard when he comes back to my house. 】

【Stop talking, Yunyou is mine, and the rest are my aliases】

[00 next to the camera suddenly sat up straight, what happened]

[Sister, are you Leeuwenhoek!This can be seen! 】

After thinking for a while, Yunyou said, "I haven't thought about this question, but the type doesn't matter, as long as you like it."

Ling Xiaoxing's crossed hands loosened imperceptibly, and his back gradually relaxed.

"What if I have to ask you to add a condition?" The host asked, "For example, appearance? Personality?"

"If I have to add one..." Yunyou looked up diagonally, thinking seriously, "It should be gentle, I like gentle people and things."

[Hello everyone, from now on I will change my name to Wenrou, thank you]

【shock!How does Yunyou know that my name is Wenrou! ! 】

[The things that gentle people like are indeed gentle]

"Then Lingling, you... Lingling?" The host turned the question to Ling Xiaoxing, but seeing that Ling Xiaoxing looked pensive, he didn't answer for a while, so the host had to call again.

"Huh?" Ling Xiaoxing regained his senses and raised his eyes.

"What type of girl do you like?" the host asked.

Yun You also turned his head to look at Ling Xiaoxing with great interest.

"I like……"

Ling Xiaoxing was suddenly a little speechless when he was going to prevaricate the host.

Beautiful, tall, cute, gentle, these ambiguous adjectives are just right.

But it was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it out.

He stared at Yunyou, his thin lips moved slightly.

The movements were too small, the voice was too soft, Yunyou blinked and asked curiously, "What do you like?"

I like you.

He wanted to say that, in front of people all over the world.

But he can't say.

Ling Xiaoxing suddenly lowered his head and pinched the center of his brows, then went to get the lemon on the table.

Everyone was startled by his action, and the barrage floated past rows of [? ? ? 】The host said in surprise: "Are you refusing to answer?"

"En." Ling Xiaoxing picked up a slice of lemon and ate it without hesitation.

The moment the juice of the lemon collided with the tip of his tongue, the corners of Ling Xiaoxing's eyes twitched uncontrollably, but his basic expression didn't collapse, and he ate it slowly and gracefully.

Yun You was just curious at first, but when he saw such a big reaction, the fire of gossip suddenly ignited, and he asked, "Are you so mysterious? Didn't you tell me your name, and you refused to even say your type?"

After the soreness subsided, Ling Xiaoxing forced a smile, squeezed his shoulder, but said to the host: "Go on."

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes." The host responded, and turned to the next question.

Yunyou moved his eyes and smelled an unusual smell.

Could it be that Ling Xiaoxing is so abnormal because he has someone he likes?

It has been half an hour since the Q&A was over, and the collected questions were answered in a mixed manner. The host saw that the time was almost up, and said, "Okay, then we will start the first round of lucky draw now! We will give out the prizes of Shuang Yehong and Zhu Yankai." Two lipsticks of different shades, and postcards autographed by Lingling and Yunbao! ...Have you finished signing?"

[Ah ah ah ah choose me choose me choose me! ! ! 】

【look at me look at me】

[Wannian African Emirates also wants to win the lottery, 15551]

[Same as the African Emirates, here to lower the winning rate orzzz]

After Ling Xiaoxing and Yunyou finished signing at the desk, they got up almost at the same time and said, "It's done."

"Okay... Everyone has seen it too. This is a hot postcard signed by the two of you. It is the postcard set in ancient costume that was sold out as soon as it was put on the shelves," the host took it and showed it to the camera. Then, he turned to look at the two of them, "Let's think of a password, fans and friends, type this sentence in the barrage, we count down three seconds to take a screenshot, and the first one will be our lucky viewer!"

Yun You glanced at the script, and said, "Then send 'the red lips are so pretty'."

"Okay, our password is 'Crimson lips are so beautiful', six words, please don't remember it wrong! Hand the phone to Yunbao and Lingling, and take a screenshot of the last three words!"

Yunyou took the phone and turned the screen towards the camera, while Ling Xiaoxing pressed the screenshot button.

In the barrage, the "spotted lips are so beautiful" rolled over Qi Shushua like a waterfall.

"Three, two, one... that's it."

With a "click", the screenshot was completed, and Yunyou returned the phone to the host.

The host took a look and said, "Okay, our first lucky viewer is a viewer named... Xiaoyaoyou Diouai Shilu bot, this viewer, don't forget to private message the customer service address!"

The host next to him was talking passionately, but Yunyou asked Ling Xiaoxing curiously: "What is Diou?"

Ling Xiaoxing shook his head: "I don't know."

"Is it English? Doi...doi?" Yunyou asked in a low voice, "Is there such a word? What does it read?"

After thinking for a while, Ling Xiaoxing's expression suddenly became brighter, and he said in an indescribable way: "...you keep your voice down, and you still have a microphone."

Yun You glanced at the wheat tucked around his neckline, held it firmly, and said puzzled, "I just asked a question, what's the matter?"

The two of them were whispering here, but the radio equipment on the other side was fully received, and the 4G network quickly broadcast the scene to thousands of viewers in real time.

[Hahahahahahaha is here again and again, the baby is here again]

[Death question: what does doi mean]

[Bao, ask questions, don’t post on Weibo to apply what you have learned, it’s a ball]

[I was so embarrassed that I scratched the ground with my toes and picked out three rooms and two halls. After Yunyou knew the true meaning of these words, wouldn't it really be social death at the beginning! ! ! 】

The host didn't pay attention to their side. After drawing the prizes, he turned his head with a smile and reminded: "What are you two whispering? We should proceed to the next session."

The host just asked casually, and Yunyou answered casually: "It's nothing, I'm asking do..."

Before the word "i" popped out, Ling Xiaoxing stretched out his arms and grabbed his shoulders. At the same time, he quickly covered Yunyou's mouth with his hands, strangling the letter "i" in the cradle.

The host smiled confusedly: "?"