The actor always wants to form a CP with me

Seventeen

"You add me, I will chat with you privately later."

Liao Shulan was taken aback, she had already given her QQ to ghost, what would she give him at this time?

Cherry had already posted the group number in the barrage, and Liao Shulan frowned here, turned on the phone and was about to ask Qin Yao for his QQ, but after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong.

Here, Shen Ran has already started the lottery draw. Shen Ran took a sip of milk, and quietly watched the new member applications of the QQ group with his mobile phone. By the way, he registered the addresses of the small fans in the group. After doing it for about ten minutes, a person named lan1550 number to apply for group membership.

Shen Ran clicked on the other party's information, the default avatar of QQ, the information is all empty, it shows that it is a trumpet registered recently, the administrator has agreed to the other party's application, and asked in the group: "Is it lan? "

Lan: "Yes"

Shen Ran sent a friend request, and wrote in the notes: "Yo~ Please send me your address, and I will send you candies!"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the other party sent the address, Shen Ran glanced at it in surprise and said: "It turned out to be from the same city, so it will take about half a day to arrive."

Shen Ran talked in the live broadcast room while sucking milk: "I'm going to log in to eat chicken, see if Mr. Bao is there, and send him a copy."

Since his right hand was temporarily retired due to plaster, Shen Ran became a one-finger Zen, holding the mouse with difficulty in his left hand to open the game, and by the way, put a picture in the live broadcast room to block the account password.

After finally logging into the game, Shen Ran glanced at the friend column, and the panther column was unexpectedly black.

"Mr. Leopard is not here, hey, it's hard."

The second after he finished speaking, Panther's avatar lit up, Shen Ran's eyes lit up, and then he opened the chat box with Panther, pressing one key at a time.

At this moment, Mr. Leopard seemed to have a tacit understanding with himself, and before Shen Ran could finish typing a sentence, he had already sent a message.

【coming?I haven't seen you for many days]

【dei】”

“[Do you want a double row?]

Seeing the other party asking such a question, Shen Ran sighed and deleted the line that he had finally finished typing, and replied not to play.

[Oh, what's the matter? 】

Shen Ran clicked his tongue in the live broadcast room, and looked helplessly at the half-sentence he had typed: "Can you let me type properly?"

As he spoke, he deleted half a line of words, and quickly typed a few words with his fingers【Don't move! 】

The opposite party was stunned for a long time, and sent a sentence [? ? ? 】

Shen Ran let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally I can type quietly."

[Address, send candy for you to eat. 】

Shen Ran tried his best to type out a sentence as concisely and quickly as possible. The other party probably couldn't understand the sentence suddenly, and it took a long time to reply.

【...You mean you want to send me candy, so you want my address. 】

【dui】

【why? 】

Shen Ran clicked his tongue again: "It's like sending it to you, why are there so many? One Finger Zen is so tired that I don't want to type!"

【Do not ask. 】

【……Fine.I remember Valentine's Day is next week. 】

【no. 】

[...I'll find the address later. 】

Shen Ran quietly waited for no more messages, all the addresses of fans had been registered, and the barrage was happily discussing what kind of candy ghost can make as a nerd.While talking, things changed, and they began to discuss Shen Ran's appearance.

Shen Ran has finished drinking a bottle of milk, and the chat box with Mr. Leopard is still unresponsive.

【wei】

[Here we come, No. 789, Donglin Street, City B. 】

"Another address in Linshi." Shen Ran carefully sent the address and phone number given by the other party.

At this time, the barrage chat was in full swing, and everyone was screaming and begging for Shen Ran's first anniversary benefits.

"Don't ask, if you ask, there are only candies." Shen Ran spread his hands.

【Explosive photos! Explosive photos!We want to see pictures! 】

"I don't like taking pictures."

[Turn on the camera! 】

"I...the computer doesn't have a camera."

【You seem to be lying to a ghost. . . 】

[Explosive photo or mobile phone camera, ghost girl, you can't escape today. [funny]】

Someone brought up this idea, and the bullet screen crazily brushed up to see the real person Shen Ran, Shen Ran smacked his lips: "Go and watch "Flying in the White Night" and you will know what I look like."

[Ha ha ha ha ghost, do you want to say that you look like Liao Shulan? 】

[Sound milk appearance attack?I don't believe that ghosts are cute in contrast!There are pictures and truth! 】

The barrage was too noisy, and the group began to be curious about Shen Ran's real person, even Cherry and the others said: "We want to know what the devil looks like? [Funny]"

Shen Ran couldn't bear the wave after wave of calls, and finally sighed: "Just one, I'll look for it, and it will be sent on time at nine o'clock."

The barrage was much quieter in an instant, quietly and obediently waiting for Shen Ran's photos, and by the way, someone said that they were ready to take screenshots at any time.

In the high-end apartment on the other side of the city, Liao Shulan was leaning on the sofa, staring at the live broadcast room with a smile on her lips, and the iPad and mobile phone screens beside her were showing the chat records just now.

With a few seconds before nine o'clock, Liao Shulan took a deep breath and prepared herself. She had fantasized about the other party's appearance a thousand times in her mind. Even though she knew that the other party might not be as perfect as she imagined, once she saw the ghosts Words, coupled with getting along with each other for such a long time, I still unconsciously want to know more about each other.

It was nine o'clock, and the background music in the live broadcast room had been turned off. Liao Shulan held her breath, feeling a little nervous.

A photo flashed across the screen, so fast that only a figure could be seen on it.

……

[What is this?Guigui are you a devil? 】

[? ? ?I just blinked my eyes, what happened? 】

[God tm releases photos!Guigui, you are a big bastard! 】

The ghost on the other side pretended to say: "Didn't you see clearly? Oops, I have bad eyesight. I'll post it again later."

Liao Shulan crossed her fingers and propped her chin, squinting her eyes and staring at the screen. A minute later, another photo appeared on the screen.

In a farm full of life, an uncle farmer is holding a newborn piglet and smiling brightly at the camera.

……

[I tm, all right, all right, which one do you say is you? 】

【...All right, I know you're a pig now. 】

[Oh, man! 】

Liao Shulan took a deep breath, staring at the screen became dangerous, and the live broadcast room was still scolding the shameless behavior of the live broadcast.

With a "snap", Liao Shulan closed the laptop, walked into the study and opened the drawer, inside was the folder that Shen Ran saw that day.

It contains information about ghosts that Liao Shulan entrusted someone to find, but so far, Liao Shulan has not read a single word of the contents.

For this person, Liao Shulan always wanted to rely on herself to understand and discover bit by bit.

Half an hour ago, Liao Shulan was still struggling to apply for a new QQ account, and got the addresses and phone numbers of his two assistants from Qin Yao.

But now, Liao Shulan felt that she had been deceived.

If it was just a little bit like this, Liao Shulan estimated that even in ten years, it would be impossible to have any substantial interaction with the other party, so now, Liao Shulan decided to cheat.

Carefully opening the folder, the first page is the identity information left by ghost on Star Wolf TV, with his photo and real name on it.

Light brown eyes swept across the paper, and the handsome eyes slowly tightened.

It's him? !