After detonating the hot search

The [-]th Anniversary Entertainment Celebration is very popular. During the week-long event week, all kinds of announcements were launched online, almost dominating the hot searches on the screen.

On Thursday, after Wen Nian finished the group meeting, the computer was still closed, and the tutor who never paid attention to entertainment information put away his glasses and said, "Is this weekend very busy?"

Putting the glasses on the table, he turned to look at Wen Nian: "I read the news that there seems to be some [-]th anniversary celebration?"

"Floraison, it's a top fashion brand," there happened to be another group in the office, upon hearing this, he immediately joked, "Teacher, brother is our signature, it's not easy to let him go straight to the red carpet after leaving school, In the past two days, you should work hard, release him early, and let the senior brother prepare."

Wen Nian didn't even have time to say anything. Amidst everyone's words, he was given an early vacation by his tutor.

Shen Huaijing took him back to Jiangbei, looked at his red eyes, and frowned: "Did you sleep well?"

Wen Nian closed the computer: "I've been a little busy these two days."

After taking a shower, I changed into my pajamas, scented the room a bit, and my spirit suddenly relaxed. Wen Nian didn't dare to go to bed, fearing that he would fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, so he sat on the chair by the window sill with his mobile phone.

Shen Huaijing opened the door and walked over, Wen Nian turned his head: "Brother Lin sent me the plan for the dinner at Floraison the day after tomorrow, you have to take a look..."

Before Wen Nian could finish his sentence, Shen Huaijing picked him up and put him on the bed.

Close the curtains, turn off the lights, cover the quilt, and put away the mobile phone, all in one go.

I only read half of the process, and didn't have time to read the news that brother Lin sent later, so Wen Nian could only open his eyes and say nonsense: "I'm not sleepy yet."

"I'm sleepy."

"Then you sleep, I won't disturb you." As he said that, he was about to walk to the chair by the window sill, but was hugged back by Shen Huaijing.

"Aren't you tired?"

Wen Nian wanted to finish the process, so he said, "Not too sleepy."

"If you're not sleepy, you can do something else." Shen Huaijing's voice was slow and quiet.

Wen Nian was silent for a moment: "...Go to sleep."

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly and hugged him into his arms.

Wen Nian stayed up twice a few nights a few days ago, and Wen Nian slept for a long time. When he got up, Fu Lin, who came to tell them about the dinner party, fed all the fish downstairs.

The dinner was set on the eve of the red carpet. In order to fit the theme of the first issue of "Facing the Sea", floraison deliberately set the location by the sea.

In fact, there were not many things to pay attention to. Fu Lin made a special trip mainly to prevent the "planned" incident from happening again, and only left with confidence after getting teacher Shen's assurance.

Fast forward to Saturday.

The live coverage of the [-]th anniversary celebration was extremely wide, and Jiangcheng was given the exclusive right to live broadcast on the TV station, but the online live broadcast channel covered almost all video platforms.

The dinner is divided into the main and the second. The main venue is at the seaside in Jiangcheng, and the second venue is used for some indoor interviews and autographs. Therefore, the live broadcast room adopts a dual-view mode, and the hotel and the dinner scene can be switched freely.

Since the morning, the news about the floraison dinner has not come down from the trending searches. As soon as I opened the square, there were all vlogs and modeling Reuters taken by various artists.

The venue, guests, artists, all aspects follow the established procedures until the dinner is approaching.

The organizers didn't expect it to rain at this time, let alone heavy rain all at once.

Considering the unpredictable weather in Jiangcheng, they made a backup plan. When setting the beach, they used waterproof and dustproof fabrics.

But all preparatory plans have a basic positioning line: rain.

In all the plans, there is no option of "downpour". Jiangcheng has been raining frequently recently, but it has not seen heavy rain for a long time.

All of a sudden, the sound of walkie-talkies and phone calls can be heard everywhere.

"It's too dangerous, withdraw from the beach first."

"Those who haven't set off stay in the hotel first, and those who have already set off turn back first."

"Forget about the scenery, safety is the most important thing. If the rain doesn't stop, the dinner will be held at the hotel."

"Notify the artist teams as soon as possible, immediately!"

The camera of the live broadcast room of the seaside banquet was cut off urgently. Before everyone in the live broadcast room knew what happened, the camera had automatically switched to the red carpet at the entrance of the hotel.

The red carpet, which was full of colorful flowers half an hour ago, was washed bleakly by the rain.

Everyone: "..."

[Fuck, is there a typhoon in Jiangcheng today? 】

[Did the organizer of floraison violate some rule of heaven and treat him like this? ? ? 】

[This is pouring... ladle... pouring... pouring... damn it!heavy rain】

【Is it raining or hail? 】

[Did floraison randomly choose a day without looking at the weather forecast? 】

[It's not like I didn't read the weather forecast, but I didn't read the almanac, right? ? ? 】

There was a mess at the entrance of the hotel. After receiving the news that the artist had returned, the managers and assistants all came down from upstairs. Then they saw Fu Lin at the elevator entrance. They were stunned for a while, nodded at him, and shouted "Lin elder brother".

Fu Lin was holding an umbrella in his hand, and a coat was hanging between his arms, followed by Tong Cong'an, who was also holding an umbrella and a down jacket.

The people in the live broadcast room didn't know what happened, they only saw that there were more people at the entrance of the hotel.

Fans quickly recognized it on the barrage, saying that a certain person in a certain direction was an artist's assistant.

As more and more people were recognized, the live broadcast room learned about the situation.

Due to the sudden heavy rain, the seaside banquet had to be temporarily suspended, but each live broadcast room had signed a cooperation contract and could not be interrupted hastily, so the camera automatically switched to the hotel where the red carpet scene was originally shot, and these people waiting at the door It's the various artist teams.

In other words, they squatted alone? ? ?

The live broadcast room fell into a brief silence, and after a while, a barrage suddenly appeared.

[y1s1, I have seen eight hundred artists on the red carpet, but this is the first time I have seen so many artist teams, and I still think it is very, very interesting? ? ? 】

【You are not alone】

【+1】

[I can't do it, I laughed out loud, is Brother Nan's car just arrived?Is it his assistant who held the umbrella for Brother Nan?I could tell that Brother Nan wanted to get out of the car, but he was pulled down by the assistant hahahaha]

[There is also Liang Le's assistant, I don't know if he saw a car behind him or because he thought Liang Le was a jerk, he just carried him out of the car and put him on the stairs. I heard from fans that the assistant seemed to be his own brother hahaha]

【This is no better than the red carpet hahahahahaha】

The organizer was so busy that they were dizzy, and finally set aside some time to interrupt the live broadcast first, but received feedback from the film crew.

Looking at the soaring number of viewers in the live broadcast room, the organizer: "???"

While the studio was still claiming various assistants, a person in a suit suddenly appeared in the upper left corner of the camera.

The man was on the phone, holding an umbrella in the other hand, and a coat hanging on his hand. A suit stood out among a group of assistants wrapped in down robes and wearing masks.

[Is this the leader of the organizer coming out?Why do so many people greet him? 】

【This one seems familiar...】

[Holy shit, isn't this Mr. Shen's manager? 】

[Mr. Shen's old fan is here!It's Teacher Shen's manager!Brother Lin! !my God! 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I feel that brother Lin has not been seen in 500 years, I thought he had completely retreated behind the scenes, I never expected to see him here, Ye Qinghui! 】

[Why do so many agents greet him?Has this person brought many artists? 】

[Except for the veteran gods, it seems that only Shen Huaijing is brought along? 】

[Be more confident, I only brought Shen Huaijing with me, this one is enough for a fairy]

[I don’t know much, but Mr. Shen, the manager, is he a little too arrogant hahahaha, those who don’t know about this suit think he’s going to a dinner too]

【...The one who is too arrogant, I suggest you go to Baidu and look for "Fu Lin". 】

[I dare not tell others, but this one may really be going to the dinner party]

After Fu Lin answered the organizer's call, he put it down and turned to look at Tong Cong'an: "Where is the car?"

Tong Cong'an: "Say it will be soon."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky had leaked. The noise of people outside the hotel was already overwhelmed by the sound of rain.

Hearing An Guang's voice, Tong Cong felt chills and shivered, and said, "Brother Lin, do you want to buy some cold medicine and prepare it first? It hasn't been long since Niannian's cold has recovered, so don't catch another cold. "

Fu Lin looked at the rain and frowned.

The suit prepared for the dinner was already a little thin, and the cold has not completely healed. Don't toss about the fever in this damn weather.

Just as Fu Lin was thinking about the possibility of letting Wen Nian wear a down jacket directly to the dinner party, a beam of light suddenly shone through the rain curtain.

Tong Cong'an's voice sounded at the same time: "Brother Lin, the car is here."

Two cars approached one after the other.

The moment Fu Lin opened the black umbrella in his hand and took a step towards the steps, the scene was silent for a moment, and everyone followed to look at the rain screen.

The live broadcast room was completely awakened by this signal.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh】

[Shen Huaijing YYDS! ! ! ! 】

[High-energy warning ahead!High energy warning ahead!High energy warning ahead! 】

[Why am I so excited?Why am I so excited when I came to pick someone up and didn't even leave the red carpet? ? ? ! 】

The moment the black car approached the hotel, it slowed down slowly, the wheels ran over the red carpet, splashed a few laps of water, and finally stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

There were two cars in front and one behind, and the doors opened at the same time.

The people who shouted "Shen Huaijing" in the live broadcast room stopped suddenly.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

[Fuck, shit, shit!I was just wondering which artist was so unlucky to run into Shen Huaijing, and it turned out to be Wen Nian? ? ? ! 】

The rain was pouring, and the heater stored in the car was smashed by the cold wind the moment the door was opened.

The cold wind wrapped the rain and tilted into the car.

Fu Lin heard Wen Nian choke, out of habit, subconsciously walked down the steps with an umbrella.

[Brother Lin is so busy, he didn’t forget to bring a jacket for Mr. Shen, there seems to be a hand warmer in the pocket of the jacket, my God, the gold medal team is right]

[Look, this is the adaptability and speed of the gold medal team, look... Huh? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[Brother Lin, you took the wrong car with your artist on the right! ! 】

All agents and assistants on the scene: "???"

Tong Cong'an who followed Fu Lin: "???"

"Brother Lin, didn't you say that it's not easy for you to pick up Niannian, so let me go?" Tong Cong'an asked in a panic.

The sound of rain was as heavy as a drumbeat, and Fu Lin didn't realize that this was the Floraison scene until he habitually walked a few steps in front of Wen Nian's car.

Not a villa, not a school.

The person he should pick up is Shen Huaijing, not Wen Nian.

Fu Lin: "........."

The live broadcast completely exploded.

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Lin Ge: hanged himself on the spot