After the fast wearing, I rely on my wife's soft rice to survive

Qi Yao finally endured the anger of being chased by a group of fans on Weibo and called "Miss" and went to the program group.

Anyway, even if you kill him, you can't admit that the trumpet is his!

It just so happened that this day was also the last day of the first issue, and the other guests were still waiting. The manager told me not to be late, and after Lin He issued a clarification, the online situation had already begun to change, so it would not be affected.

He continued to record the show.

This program is a live broadcast, but it only needs to be broadcast live for three days from Monday to Wednesday in a week. Then start the second live broadcast.

The time in between is also to give the guests a vacation and deal with some other announcements.

But no matter what interesting tasks the program team arranges for this day, no matter how aloof Qi Yao deliberately behaves... the barrage is still——

"Miss Vase",

"I don't care I am 1",

"If you have the ability to argue about dozens of floors (dog head)"

Wait for the screen to refresh.

This time, not only fans swiped, but passers-by also swiped along with them. The whole bullet screen was not those who deliberately teased Qi Yao with what Qi Yao said when he was arguing with them dozens of floors, or "hahahahaha" ...

The guests went out to buy, just because Qi Yao couldn't help wrinkling the tip of his nose when he saw the eggplant in the vegetable market,

The barrage immediately turned into a joke: [Understood, the petite little vase doesn't like eggplants! ps: His expression really looks like a cat! 】

By the way, I went to a flower shop to buy flowers to decorate the living room. The store manager gave me a very delicate glass vase.

Barrage: [Look!A big vase holding a small vase (doge)]

Later, Qi Yao accidentally saw the screen recording clip: "..."

Even though Gu Wanqiu asked for leave that day and didn't come, the number of people in the live broadcast room broke through a new high, but there were not many people on the barrage to discuss the tasks arranged by the program group...

Even Qi Yao's manager didn't expect him to be so popular, and he mechanically responded to the flattery of other managers in the company.

The day's work is finally done, and after returning home at night,

Lie on the bed, Qi Yao casually opened Weibo, but found that many people were using his trumpet account, and asked him to check several bloggers' Weibo, the top one was a Weibo of a fan named "yao" Bo.

what?

Qi Yao couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he clicked in and took a look. It was a short article about him and his wife. According to what the fans said, it should be called Tongrenwen.

He clicked directly from the fan's Aite, so he didn't pay attention to where this article was posted.

When Qi Yao saw Yishui in the comment section, they were either praising his wife for his excellent writing, or it was Aite's.

So the simple Qi Yao clicked in, there was nothing wrong with it at first, he was just describing the daily life of him and his wife.

"Hmm... the writing is good! The description of my wife's psychological activities is very delicate!" Qi Yao was fascinated, thinking while watching.

The more he went to the back, the more something was wrong, and he didn't realize something was wrong until he saw the words "I can't help myself".

Co-authored This is colored? !

Although there is no restricted level written in the back, it is just vaguely mentioned, but everyone knows what it means!

Qi Yao's face turned red, and he immediately backed out, only to realize that this Weibo was posted on He Yaochao's chat... There is a new comment at the bottom: Sihasha... Mrs. Immortal!The writing is pure and lustful!Heyao is amazing with you!

Qi Yao: "..." angry.jpg

Don't let him know who wrote it!

Just as Qi Yao was about to quit, he went to drink some water to cool off his anger, when he saw another fan comment: "True Mrs. Immortal!"Not only is the painting good, but the writing is also excellent! ! !

Painting... what painting?

Qi Yao clicked on the homepage of the fan named "yao", and he only posted two Weibo posts, one was the short article just now, and the other was a picture.

The number of comments under the first Weibo is almost three times that of the second one. It seems that other fans know this blogger because of this painting.

Qi Yao fell into deep thought when he saw the picture.

antiquity……

Qi Yao, who is flirtatious in red, and his wife, who is cold in white... Even their costumes are very similar to those in the previous world.

The Weibo copywriting is accompanied by a sentence: Inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, as shown in the picture.

After reacting, Qi Yao gritted his teeth,

He may know who the person who wrote this article is...

My wife may have misunderstood something!

He needs to prove it...

night.

Lin He sneezed fiercely and closed the folder.

Since he posted that clarification Weibo today, cp fans have been extremely active.

Lin He always thinks about what happens when he does things. In the morning, he suddenly became interested and flipped through the super chat between him and Qi Yao.

Did not expect to open the door to a new world.

Seeing that other fans in Chaohua were posting their own fan pictures, Lin He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have drawn a lot before.

He often dreamed for a while, and the dreams were full of antique scenes. Two figures flashed in his mind from time to time. He knew that the one in white was himself, but he just couldn't remember who the one in red was.

Lin He now understood why he had that strange feeling when he first saw Qi Yao, and his intuition told him that the man in red that appeared in his dream should be the flirtatious face of the little star...it was suitable.

He dug out the pictures he had drawn before from the computer, and after outlining the blurry face of the man in red, he sighed that it was perfect.

Then he created a small Weibo account, and excitedly posted it in Chaohua, which he had just browsed.

Sure enough, after a while, a group of fans commented.

He doesn't care whether he is praised for his good painting, he knows his own level, he only cares about those comments about him and the little star cp!

Seeing so many people saying that they are a good match, Lin He couldn't be happier. Even Wen Ziang called him to ask him to do something, and he happily agreed.

It was so easy for him to agree, but it made Wen Ziang not calm, thinking that he had done something to anger Lin He again, and that Uncle Lin was playing tricks on him on purpose.

Lin He, who is often called a workaholic, gave up his job for the first time and spent a whole morning surfing the Internet. When he saw those cryptic short articles in Chaohua, he was inexplicably itchy, and suddenly thought of writing one himself.

Think of it as a declaration of sovereignty!

When the interest came, I couldn't stop it, Lin · Action Pie · Crane said to do it.

What he wrote was cryptic, and fans could only make up part of it, but Lin He's face was flushed from his own brain.

After posting, I immediately turned off my phone and went to work. I didn't dare to open Weibo all afternoon.

Now that he finished work and remembered what he had written, Lin He suddenly felt ashamed. If the professor knew that the essay he had personally praised was used in this aspect, he wondered if he would pass out again after many years... And no one Write your own short essay...

He blushed more and more,

All, all have been sent out all afternoon, and the sovereignty that I want to secretly proclaim should be considered as achieved...

Even Lin Yingdi, who has perfect acting skills, can't hold on now.

Finally decided to delete it immediately!

As a result, Lin He opened his Weibo, and saw that the comment formation was extremely neat, and all of them were in Aite alone.

Who?

After seeing that the person in the comments called that person "Miss"——

Lin He: "..."

It can't really be the little star's trumpet...

If he really saw this, he would be ashamed!

After 2 minutes of blank expression, Lin He's heart was still pounding, and he reacted and immediately deleted the Weibo.

The little star is working, it should end very late,

He...shouldn't have seen it, right?

Uncle Lin, who is not afraid of anything, is trying his best to find excuses to comfort himself for the sake of face. Just when he was anxious that the excuses he thought of were too far-fetched, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

its not right!

Lin He fully reacted,

The little star didn't know it was him!

He is a newly created trumpet, and he will not be recognized by fans, after all, he is a person who has several vests - he is familiar with the way of covering vests!

Alas, Mr. Lin sighed, almost didn't expect this.

Wen Ziang always said that he would lose his intelligence intermittently whenever he encountered Qi Yao, and now he also began to doubt his own IQ.

Huh... I don't know if it's him...

Just as Lin He breathed a sigh of relief, the phone ding-dong.

When Lin He saw the news that it was a little star, Lin He was pleasantly surprised and almost fell off the computer chair. When he saw the content of the message, he really fell...

[Little Vase: Wife go to bed early, don't surf too late. 】

Lin He got up from the carpet with a dull expression,

The little star is just simply caring about him...

How come there is an ominous premonition...