Top stream always rubs against my traffic

After flying for two hours, the sky was already dark. A small light was turned on in the car, and the light outside the window shone indistinctly. It was unspeakably quiet.

He Yi didn't realize it, what five years is all about him.

After a pause, he asked, "What's that word?"

When someone asked, Ruan Yansong blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and showed He Yi the picture in his hand.

He Yi took a look, he had seen that picture before.

It's a picture of him on the stage, with a black main theme, blurred background, and red words—it will be meaningless if he can't sleep in this life.

He Yi's heart skipped a beat, and his tense nerves relaxed.

He once saw this avatar under his comments on a large scale: "I thought why, there are too many fans shouting that I want to sleep."

"But how many fans do you have who have only followed you for more than five years, and all the relevant updates are all from you?" Ruan Yansong's voice was a little wrong.

"Then what do you want to express?" He Yi leaned against the back of the chair, he lowered his eyes and couldn't see clearly, but his voice was a little cold. "I don't know either." Ruan Yansong had never encountered such a thing before, so he glanced at him, "Li Yixiao doesn't like you, does he?"

"If you think too much about you, you're an idol." He Yi vetoed without hesitation, straightened his cuffs, "After all, it's normal for an excellent person like me to have a fan of me alone, isn't it?"

Ruan Yansong: "...That's right, if you really wanted to sleep with you, you wouldn't come to complain to me about your grievances."

"...You are the only way a villain can succeed." He Yi sneered, paused and asked again, "How can you be sure it's Li Yixiao's trumpet?"

"The name of Weibo is Li Yixiao." Ruan Yansong said.

He Yi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed, it was something Li Yixiao would do.

Today there was a wave of ups and downs. I don't know if it was an illusion. I was a little dizzy and now it hurts.

He Yi moved his legs, "What's the program group's plan? Is the official account denied or is Li Yixiao himself in the trumpet?"

Ruan Yansong coughed but did not speak.

He Yi understood in an instant, and he laughed, "The program team thinks the popularity is good?"

"I do have this idea, of course it depends on your attitude. The main reason is that the online reading volume about the two of you has soared, and the search volume of the show has also increased," Ruan Yansong said bluntly, "I want to give you two CPs."

Seeing He Yi's delicate eyes, Ruan Yan let out a sigh of relief, "Idols and fans, mentors and contestants, the ones with positive energy, just take advantage of the enthusiasm just now."

Replacing the enthusiasm for nurturing is to use the mentor's care. Now that Li Yixiao is a fan, the look in his eyes can also explain it.

"What do you think?" Ruan Yansong asked.

"It's not that good." He Yi curled his lips, the best relationship between them is that they have nothing to do.

"Think about it again," Ruan Yansong said, "Li Yixiao chose Ke Fan, you know what that means, right? I'm going to be scolded anyway, so it's better to be locked up with you."

He Yi hadn't let go of this string, and upon hearing this, his expression became a little loose.

"Which of these scripts do you think is the best?" Ruan Yansong, who was tasked with his wife, took advantage of the victory and sent a document to He Yi, "They have already written how to accidentally discover that he is your fan, and what a heart-wrenching story lies behind it."

He Yi: "..."

He squinted his eyes to examine people, "Choosing Ke Fan and picking up the trumpet, wouldn't it be the marketing strategy of the program group?"

"How could that be?" Ruan Yansong vetoed, "It's an accident, the show team took the initiative to suppress the heat because of you." I was really scared, and I didn't dare to use the heat that was sent up.

"No hurry, I'll talk to him first." He Yi withdrew his gaze, there was something he wanted to clarify.

"Li Yixiao chose Ke Fan, and Ke Fan didn't refuse?"

Personal solo is a mutual choice, even if Li Yixiao chooses, Ke Fan's behavior is quite surprising, it doesn't make sense to accept the challenge of someone who is on the edge of the elimination line.

"No way," Ruan Yansong didn't ask carefully, "Both of them are opponents, so it should be that he didn't refuse." He couldn't help but sigh, "These two people have become opponents."

Li Yixiao has a cold and quiet temper, but his voice tends to be gentle, while Ke Fan is just the opposite. He has a handsome appearance, but his singing is very explosive.

Thinking about it this way, apart from the huge disparity in popularity, the two are actually quite interesting.

"It might be a private agreement." He Yi pondered for two seconds, "There should be some kind of bet."

"What?" He Yi's voice was so low that Ruan Yansong couldn't hear it clearly.

He Yi changed the subject and didn't say anything more about it.

After all, this is just his feeling, of course, there may be reasons why Zheng Zhi talked about it a few times, Ke Fan and Li Yixiao seem to be really at odds.Including that Yu Mu, who hates and fears Li Yixiao's appearance.

Besides, he really couldn't think of any other reason for such a very reasonable thing, except that it could be done in a bet.

It was past nine o'clock when we arrived, and the players were still practicing at this time.

When the assistant lady called Li Yixiao over, He Yi was reading Li Yixiao's Weibo. In the past six years, there were actually not many, 157.

Seeing this number, He Yi was a little surprised. He thought there must be at least thousands or even tens of thousands of content, but the result was extremely thin.

Li Yixiao's account is very clean. He Yi is the only one who follows him. He has more than 3000 fans. He Yi took a quick look and found that almost all of them rose today.

The latest one was a repost of He Yi's Weibo about wanting to fall in love. After scrolling down, He Yi realized that, excluding the Weibo due to work, this was almost the number of Weibo he had posted in the past few years.

When Li Yixiao retweeted, he would usually add words, as if he was chatting, and every time He Yi shared, he responded seriously and clumsily.

In such a response, He Yi had an illusion that the two knew each other, and it seemed that such a person had really participated in the past few years.

He Yi is not a person who likes to reminisce about the past. When he turned the page and read those words, he realized in a daze that he had forgotten many of the joys and sorrows in those frivolous and willful years of youth...

He Yi, who greeted and talked with his assistant, seemed to have lost his memory. He looked at Li Yixiao standing in front of him. The young man stood up straight, just like the first time he saw him.

They were on the balcony on the second floor, there were no cameras around, and they didn't talk when they saw people. Li Yixiao called out in a low voice, "Brother He."

After these two words fell, the joy in his eyes slowly disappeared. After a pause, he asked, "Is there anything bad that has something to do with me?"

Although it was a question, there was no question on the surface. What would Li Yixiao want He Yi to say about himself?

He Yi looked at Li Yixiao's eyelashes trembling, as if thinking of something.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly remembered the comment he saw on the latest Weibo.

Before I read Weibo, I really thought that my idol had the same idol as me.

Fuck fans, sisters, it's love!

I hope this is not Yi Xiao's Weibo, I feel very distressed.

He Yi is very aware of his own charm, he has a good skin, and when he is in a good mood, he has a lot of tricks. Although he is a bit of a hooligan, he has a charming demeanor when he looks like a gentleman.

People around him always spare no effort to tell him this.

It was the first time chasing someone, and he teased him in every possible way, so Li Yixiao would like him, and He Yi thought it should be.

But that doesn't include that Li Yixiao has liked him for a long time.

This is also when Ruan Yansong asked, he said without hesitation that he was an idol, if he really liked it.

He Yi thought about it, if he really likes it, then his teasing these days is really too much of a jerk.

So he wanted to ask Li Yixiao, do he like him or be an idol?

"It's nothing, I want to ask why you chose Ke Fan?" He Yi put the phone in his pocket, and he was a little scared, no matter what the result was, it would be difficult for him.

Li Yixiao was stunned for a moment, it was not obvious, "There is no particular reason."

He is not very good at lying, and he didn't say anything in this sentence. It was the first time he took the initiative to change the subject, "Why didn't you come in the first week?"

The two stood on the open-air balcony, and the light came from behind. He Yi glanced at the person and smiled, "I was robbed by someone, hey, life is not easy."

It's also fortunate that Ruan Yansong is not here, otherwise he would have to jump, what's not easy for him.

Looking at the people, Li Yixiao felt that the freezing temperature at night seemed to have chilled He Yi's smile, and felt a little distressed.

He Yi was irritated by the look of "pity" in his eyes, he casually said that he took it seriously, but it seems a bit inappropriate to say now that he didn't suffer much in the end.

"What's going on with you and Yu Mu?"

Li Yixiao withdrew his eyes, "It's a little dispute."

He Yi heard the words and didn't ask any more questions. Li Yixiao really looked annoyed, but He Yi knew that people were quite good-natured.

"Thank you Brother He for this ranking," Li Yixiao paused, looking at He Yi with dark eyes, "I will try my best to be worthy."

He Yi tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. He guessed that Li Yixiao would come to ask what was going on with this ranking, and he had already thought about the perfunctory words, but he didn't expect him to have such an attitude.

Like him, Li Yixiao leaned on the railing with both hands, leaned his upper body slightly forward, and looked sideways at He Yi.

His black hair was blown disheveled by the wind at night, the lights were not on, his eyelashes and bridge of nose cast shadows, he was clean and handsome.

He Yi likes Li Yixiao's eyes very much, the slightly thin double eyelids, the curvature of the corners of the eyes, most of the time the eyes are clean and bright.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was mentally retarded to consider forming a CP.

How could he conclude that Li Yixiao challenged Ke Fan to ask for trouble?

Because he likes it, He Yi always wants to protect some people, and unconsciously hurts a little, but forgets Li Yixiao's own pride.

What's more, aside from his liking for Li Yixiao, he appreciates this kind of behavior. He didn't watch the recorded video, but he felt that he must be too handsome at that time.

This in itself is a youthful passion.

"Brother He, do you have something to say?" Li Yixiao's Adam's apple slipped and he asked softly.

"Ah," He Yi responded, with a relaxed tone, "Do you have a trumpet?"

Li Yixiao tensed up instantly, he has a trumpet.

He remembered his avatar, remembered the uncontrollable response, and the hanging heart just now seemed to be caught by someone.

And He Yi's deliberately relaxed tone let him know that this is definitely not a random question, and he must have seen it, so what would he think?

"Well. Because my account is full of star chasing content, Sister Wei said it can't be used."

Li Yixiao spoke a little slower than usual, barely maintaining his composure after finishing a sentence.

"Chasing stars?" He Yi looked at the person and teased without thinking, "Chasing me?"

Li Yixiao didn't speak.

He Yi turned around, leaned his back against the railing, looked at the light through the glass door, and asked again, "So do you really regard me as an idol?"