I'm really married, don't lie to you

The scene fell into a bewildered silence.

The barrage area was full of question marks. Ever since watching their live broadcast room, what they used most was question marks.

Lin Yan refused expressionlessly: "I don't want to wear it."

Lu Jin: "Give me a reason."

Does this need a reason?

Who would weave red rope like this?

Lin Yan was almost unable to stabilize his mind: "Didn't I say I want to be ordinary..."

Lu Jin showed him every detail: "Is this not ordinary? The style is the most ordinary."

This ability to understand...

Lin Yan bowed down.

Lu Jin said again: "I originally wanted to make up a hundred birds facing the phoenix."

Lin Yan: "Do you know how? You just make up a hundred birds and a phoenix, why don't you make up a pair of dragons and pearls?"

Lu Jin: "Bainiaochaofeng is more lively, we can open a chess and card room, and Shuanglong Xizhu can't make up a table of mahjong."

Lin Yan: "..."

Lin Yan: "I don't..."

Lu Jin coughed and interrupted him: "Think about what the old lady said."

Granny's words?

What did the old lady say?

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what the old lady told her, don't argue.

"Uh..." Damn it.

Sister Juan laughed for a long time, and said something for Lu Jin: "Xiao Lu took a lot of threads for health and safety."

Lin Yan pursed his lips, and his firm refusal heart was slightly shaken.

He complained in a low voice: "I thought nothing would happen if you stare."

Sister Juan smiled and said, "Oh, I want to see you wear it too."

Lin Yan: "..."

There is no time to return the product now, Lin Yan can't really return it.

Seeing him take the red rope plus with a stiff face, Lu Jin said leisurely, "Isn't it great? My blessing is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea."

Lin Yan didn't want to talk to him, and quickly stuffed the red rope he made himself into Lu Jin's hands.

Sister Juan: "Put it on, take a picture, and it will be a perfect end."

What is worse than accepting such an ugly red string is wearing it and leaving a bottom.

Lin Yan didn't want to waste everyone's time, so he put it on with a cold face.

All eyes were on Lin Yan's wrist.

Lin Yan's wrists are slender, and the "wristguards" make them look even more slender, as if they could be broken if they were folded.

Although it's not ugly, compared with the thin red rope in Lu Jin's hand, the plus version looks extra funny.

"puff."

Someone couldn't help laughing.

The veins on Lin Yan's forehead twitched, looking for his reputation, he saw Lu Jin covering his mouth.

He couldn't believe it: "Are you still laughing?"

It's fine if Lin Yan doesn't speak, but Lu Jin's shoulders start to shake when he speaks.

Lin Yan: "..."

He turned cold, "I'll give you three seconds, or you'll return the red rope to me."

Lu Jin: "Hee hee."

Lin Yan rolled up his sleeves slowly.

Lu Jin stopped laughing immediately, and stepped back while saying, "You can hit me if you want, but let's talk about it first, three seconds haven't arrived yet."

Lin Yan: "Now it's here."

In front of the camera, it is unlikely to fight.

He just walked a few steps towards Lu Jin and then stopped, Lu Jin hooked his neck, "Okay, don't be angry, sister Juan, take a picture for us."

His wrist was dragged up by Lu Jin, and the two wrists were pressed together so that the red rope could be clearly photographed.

Lu Jin's body was warm, with a sweet fragrance.

He also smelled this smell when he drank the "Joint Cup Wine" last time.

Lin Yan was distracted for a moment, this person actually likes this kind of sweet perfume.

"Lin Yan, smile." Sister Juan called him.

Lin Yan came back to his senses, and barely lifted the corner of his lower lip.

"Crack."

The screen freezes.

Lu Jin took back the phone from Sister Juan, "Let's see, it's pretty good, Sister Juan is very good at taking pictures."

Sister Juan smiled and said, "You guys are more photogenic, so you don't need to practice."

Lu Jin stuffed the phone in front of Lin Yan, "Look at it."

Lin Yan glanced.

His own expression was very cold, but the person beside him smiled flirtatiously.

"Going back." Lin Yan looked at the time and felt that it was almost time.

It's a little far away from the villa, and they still have to hand in the task.

Lu Jin also looked at the time: "OK."

Lin Yan walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, "You go first."

Lu Jin: "?"

Lin Yan didn't explain, turned around and walked towards the wish tree.

He still had a note in his pocket, which he wanted to hang up before he left.

Lin Yan picked a place at random, and reached out to hang up the sticky note.

He caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at a sticky note next to him.

Lu Jin's handwriting is completely different from his elementary school painters, with a sharp and sharp style of writing.

On the sticky note it was written profusely: I hope Lin Yan will be happier, Lu.

This is the note that Lin Yan cannot see.

Lin Yan thought about it according to Lu Jin's brain circuit, and probably felt that it would not work if his wish was seen by others.

Lin Yan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.

The photographer wanted to secretly take a close-up of the sticky note, Lin Yan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and said without looking back, "Don't look."

Photographer: "..."

OK.

[Don't show it? 】

[It's not a confession to each other, is it? 】

[What's wrong with confessing to each other, this is a love story!Be aboveboard, OK?Those who don't know think you diss each other! 】

Soon there was no one under the wishing tree.

The wind gently blew the blue sticky note that had just been hung up, turning it over.

On the paper hanging side by side with Lu Jin, it said: I hope Lu Jin can go in and out safely, don't be sacked, Lin.

……

After Lin Yan returned, he found that Lu Jin hadn't gone far at all.

He was studying the swab there.

There are already two sticks on the table.

Seeing him coming, Lu Jin waved: "Come."

Lin Yan walked over and picked up the two lottery sticks on the table. The words "make a lottery" made his eyelids twitch.

What the hell kind of luck is this?

How could someone draw two sticks in a row and place a lottery?

Lin Yan asked suspiciously, "Did you smoke it?"

Lu Jin: "Of course."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I thought you picked it out of the lottery."

"Uh..." Lu Jin opened his eyes wide, "Am I this kind of person in your eyes?"

Lin Yan said innocently: "You are."

Lu Jin frowned: "How could I do such a thing?"

He said, shaking the lottery container again: "I just draw out all the next lottery first, then the rest must be good lottery."

Lin Yan: "..."

What the fuck is the difference?

"There are two lottery sticks here, and there will be no more." Sister Juan came over from the front hall and reminded them when she saw them fiddling with lottery holders.

She added: "Actually no one has ever drawn a lottery, and you are the only one, haha."

Lu Jin: "..."

Lin Yan: "Pfft."

Lu Jin looked at it very openly: "Then the lottery is gone, and the one that comes out must be a good lottery."

"Clap."

A check fell off the table.

Lu Jin picked it up and saw that it was the winning lottery.

Sister Juan: "..."

She said with pity: "No one has ever been so unlucky."

Lu Jin's mentality collapsed, and he handed the lottery to Lin Yan, "Try it."

Lin Yan put the lower lottery and the winning lottery back into the bucket and shook them.

After a few seconds, the lottery fell out of the bucket.

Lu Jin picked it up first.

Lin Yan and Sister Juan leaned over to have a look.

Sign on.

【Hahaha. 】

[Grass, so their BE flavor comes from Mr. Lu 233333]

……

Lu Jin didn't speak again until they got into the car.

Lin Yan fastened his seat belt, and said leisurely: "I actually never thought that it would be you who was holding back."

Lu Jin: "..."

Lin Yan: "Do you always lose money in stocks?"

Lu Jin: "Cough."

Lin Yan smiled: "Next time you buy that stock, tell me."

Lu Jin said "grass" in a low voice, "Little heartless."

The little heartless turned a deaf ear.

The way back was uneventful. I don't know if these marriage certificates and offerings worked, and I found my way out very smoothly.

It took an hour to drive back to the villa, and when they arrived, the other four hadn't returned.

The director has been waiting for a long time, "Congratulations to both of you for completing all the challenge tasks."

Lu Jin: "Is there a reward?"

Director: "Secret."

The director added: "I have something to ask the two teachers to post on Weibo at night, and I need to post photos of the challenge location. This is the publicity we agreed to give."

Lu Jin said "OK".

Lin Yan said yes lightly.

Since the others didn't come back, they went upstairs to pack their belongings first.

Still living in the same room as last time, Lin Yan stuffed everything in the closet and plugged in his cell phone.

Then Lin Yan covered the camera and changed his clothes.

The clothes he bought were all of the same style, but he still changed into sportswear.

[A blood letter begging Yan Yan to wear more white shirts, it's really super pretty. 】

[Don't think about it, he hasn't worn clothes other than sportswear in these years except for important occasions. 】

【Lend him two of Mr. Lu's shirts. 】

There was no knock on the door from the next door, and no footsteps coming down the stairs.

Lin Yan simply sat down on the bed, turned on the phone to see if there was any new news.

Yang Shu sent a lot.

He didn't ask Lin Yan to reply either, it was more like an announcement of good news.

Because he and Lu Jin were in various situations along the way, they attracted many people who came to watch the live broadcast.

Among them, there are many people who are not interested in romance, but are attracted by sand sculptures.

When they were in the haunted house, their popularity skyrocketed.

[Yang Shu: Did you know that Mrs. Yiyi is editing a new video now, so I'm looking forward to it. 】

【Lin Yan: Don't be so disgusting when you speak. 】

[Yang Shu: There are a lot of fans in Chaohua, are you really not interested in watching it? 】

Lin Yan replied indifferently, "No".

Then he opened Weibo and skillfully cut the trumpet.

Number of followers: 1.

Lin Yan: "?"

When he saw it, he was indeed a heart thief.

The Heart Thief went online during this period and found out that Lin Yan had removed him from fans.

[What a heart thief: Don't be so indifferent, let's make friends. 】

[Don’t read if you don’t have a name: don’t post, don’t relate to each other, don’t like it. 】

【What a heart thief:...】

[What a heart thief: Are you sure? 】

[Don't read if you don't have a name: sure. 】

[What a heart thief: stick to yourself, I appreciate you very much. 】

[Don't read it without a name: You are annoying. 】

[What a heart thief: Why don't you block me if you bother me? 】

Yes.

Why not block him?

Lin Yan thought about it and planned to block him.

[What a heart thief: You are the first person to watch my video. 】

Lin Yan paused and let out a "tsk".

[Don’t read if you don’t have a name: You didn’t harass other people? 】

[What a stealer: Oh, they didn't finish watching, but after reading the beginning, they thought I was a black fan and blocked me. 】

[Don't read if you don't have a name: ...]

To be honest, that kind of video is really like the handwriting of black fans.

Lin Yan wanted to block him, but he couldn't bear it.

He imagined a handicapped fan who cut videos professionally because he loved them. He was not accepted and understood by other fans, and he was at a loss and wanted to make friends everywhere.

Ok……

It seems a bit miserable.

Lin Yan did not remove him again.

He's not someone who can't tolerate a single fan either.

But he doesn't intend to get close to the world of fans, without a bit of attention.

[What a heart thief: try it. 】

[What a heart thief: Hey, you are not blocked, you are such a good person. 】

[What a heart thief: Well, I will send you some signed photos of Lu Jin, they are all real, how many do you want? 】

[What a heart thief: Do you still like Lin Yan?It doesn't matter, I also have his autographed photo, you can have as many as you want. 】

Lin Yan doesn't remember that he has signed many autographed photos, and only occasionally used them as lucky draw benefits.

Eighty percent of them are counterfeit products that cost [-] yuan a piece on Taobao.

He frowned, and was about to reply when there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Lu Jin poked his head in, "Are you free?"

Lin Yan: "?"

Lu Jin: "Mr. Lin, can you sign some autographed photos? I have a friend who likes you very much."

Lin Yan got up and walked over, "Okay, bring it here."

Lu Jin took out a stack.

Lin Yan looked at him silently, then slammed the door expressionlessly.

This fucking is as thick as a pack of toast.

How many do you call this?

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!