Stop fishing, can't stand it

Yan Qi: My Lord is willing!

It was already two o'clock in the morning when we returned to the hotel after the play.

Song Xueyan changed her clothes and lay on the sofa to rest.

After a while, the phone vibrated, and when I opened it, it was the crew's official Weibo that had posted three Weibo a few hours ago, which were two photos of the main characters in makeup and a still photo of the couple.Fu Yanle just forwarded the photo of the couple and @ him.

Song Xueyan skipped over herself, and clicked on Yan Qi's photo.

In the photo, Yan Qi is wearing a blue butterfly-colored robe, with the inner collar extending upwards to cover half of the neck, arm guards binding the cuffs, and a belt binding the waist, revealing an extremely overhanging figure.Her long hair stood on end and was held up by a dark hair crown and long hairpins. She was dressed in a crisp and neat attire, very sassy.He was looking at the camera, his pupils were dark, and his smile was slightly sinister.

Song Xueyan stared at it for a while, saved the original picture, and slid into the comment area.

[I rely on it!So fucking handsome!The mask powder is officially unveiled today and becomes a face powder! 】

【Yaoguang, you are my god!Kneel to thank Yaoguang, kneel to thank father Yu, kneel to thank Xiaofu! 】

[This year's general offensive temperament is coming, Sihashiha, sisters, I am happy, hahaha! 】

[Can the handsome guy start a Weibo?Otherwise, my love cannot be told!I want to bombard you with sweetness and tell you - you are so handsome, I love you so much! 】

[Nuwa has to work overtime for days and nights to make such a handsome guy?How sharp must Yaoguang be to find a handsome guy in the vast world, and draw out the steel wire red line with the snow-eave beauty? 】

……

The comment section was completely lost, Song Xueyan bit her lower lip with her teeth, and then let go, still not suppressing that laugh.He turned over, changed from lying down to lying down, and clicked on the Weibo of the still photo of the couple behind.

Yan Qi sits on the back of a tall horse, holds a whip in his right hand, and holds a dark gold-plated copper birdcage with a long pole in his left hand. His sword eyebrows are sharp, and he is condescending.And he was standing not far in front of the horse's head, holding a light-colored paper umbrella with a string of southern red agate straddling the palm of his hand, the umbrella cover was lightly lifted, and he looked at Yan Qi.

Well, good match.

Song Xueyan reposted this Weibo in a happy mood, and then clicked on Fu Yanle's previous repost.

Beautiful and invincible Fu Yanle: "The young man quickly got off his horse and made way. Today is also the day he was killed by his wife @宋雪燕."

Song Xueyan clicked a like and replied: [Playing with mobile phones in the middle of the night, come @宗臣集团]

[The only warrior who dares to publicly sculpt Ah Song in clay is worthy of being you, my Fu, what is this? 】

[Eaves music is so affectionate, lightly cue Mr. Yu @宗臣集团]

[The only one who can make our Ah Song reply is Xiao Fu, Yan Le will always be in love! (Mr. Yu, don't report me)]

[Ah Song's new look kills me, it's so luxurious and ruthless, who doesn't love the ambitious beauty His Royal Highness?When Xiao Fu saw Ah Song, he remembered to call me wife. 】

……

"I'll go, what the hell is this?"

Yan Qi stared at the comment section, Fu Yanle didn't sleep most of the night, who is he calling his wife here?The key is that Song Xueyan didn't mind at all, and even responded.This pink speech full of the screen, with a proper status in the palace, Fu Yanle is the hero of this show, right?

No, Yan Qi paused, who did Song Xueyan interact with, and what did it matter to him?

After standing still and thinking for half a minute, Yan Qi didn't think of a reason, but felt depressed instead.Turning my head and thinking about it, I felt that I was very inexplicable. After coming and going, depression turned into irritability, and irritability was about to be irritable.

"Shit!" Yan Qi threw himself onto the sofa, leaned sideways on the inside of the sofa, and raised his legs to catch the back of the sofa.Swipe down to another Weibo, click on Song Xueyan's fixed makeup photo.

This makeup photo was not deliberately posed, but a scene of Song Xueyan and Jiang Xian's scene in the morning.

In the photo, Song Xueyan is sitting on the couch with a slanted body, twisting beads with her left hand and holding chess with her right hand, hesitantly pausing in front of her chin.This sitting posture is very casual, but the shoulders and neck are naturally stretched, and the posture is outstanding.

So instead of looking lazy, it naturally and silently reveals the noble elegance engraved in the bones of Tianhuang nobles.

Yan Qi kept this photo, the night was silent, the large floor-to-ceiling windows blocked the summer wind, only the chandelier above his head knew what happened to him.

After a while, another wave of people forwarded this photo of the couple.

Yan Qi flipped through one by one, and only recognized two of the accounts were Tang Wanbai and An Shigou, he didn't know the rest.

But looking at the various cute and cute emoji packs when reposting, it should be Song Xueyan's fanboy, so he didn't run away.

Yan Qi guessed that what this group of fanboys really wanted to repost was Song Xueyan's solo makeup photo, but in order to avoid trouble and be caught by the marketing account, he politely reposted the photo of the couple.

Going around in the comment area, it's amazing, all kinds of CP fans are blooming.Although there were no serious on-screen CPs before Dare to Love Song Xueyan, wild CPs were everywhere.

Yan Qi wiped her hair and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Song Xueyan did not reply to these people's reposts, Yan Qi's heart suddenly became calmer.

What's the use of forwarding, Song Xueyan didn't care at all, if it was in life, this group of fanboys would be unrequited love.And he is the real boyfriend who holds a certificate to work. Not only is it a match made in heaven, but he is also the order of his parents and the words of the matchmaker. Who can shake his status?

Yan Qi rolled over and lay flat, "La la la—"

After humming the little song for a few seconds, he paused his gaze, and accurately grabbed a sentence from the words on the screen:

[Tonight, all the cps are getting points, but there is no place for Yanqi, the real first love... This is like a wedding day, when all the rivals come to snatch the marriage, and the groom can only watch on the stage, how can there be such a painful word? ah! 】

"Uh..." Yan Xi's heart trembled, "loyal words are really harsh, and the truth is hard to hear."

Song Xueyan came out of the bathroom, picked up the remote control at the head of the bed, closed the curtains tightly, and got on the bed sideways.

There is a light mint smell in the bed, which is the smell of his usual shower gel. He brought a bottle with him when he came to the hotel before, and it has been used up just now.Song Xueyan is not a particular person, and she doesn't have the habit of specializing in a certain kind of daily necessities.

But the shower gel prepared by the hotel was too strong, he didn't like it, he put it aside early in the morning, and didn't want to pick it up and use it tomorrow.

The working schedule is tight these days, Song Xueyan didn't want to waste time going back to the apartment to get it, so she took out her mobile phone and left a WeChat message for Han Dongling, asking him to be a shower gel transporter.

The messages of various apps are hanging on the top. Song Xueyan swipe down after setting the mute, just about to clear it with one click, and saw a Weibo message in the middle:

【Yan Qi reposted your Weibo. 】

"Huh?" Song Xueyan's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly opened the message, only to find that a user named "Yanqi" had reposted his comment ten minutes ago.

The other party's profile picture is the same as Yan Qi's WeChat profile picture, with 18 followers, and only one Weibo on the home page.

Song Xueyan licked her lower lip, bit it again, her fingers hesitated for a few seconds on the "Follow" box, and finally did not click on it.

Ever since the crew released the opening photo, Yan Qi has harvested a large wave of fans of masks, body, and outfits... Now, Yan Qi is gaining fans at an alarming rate, but these are all fans who don't know Yan Qi well. Not true love.What's more, Yan Qi is a newcomer, and he hasn't gained a firm foothold in the first place.

The marketing account and people from all walks of life have long been eyeing this new hot spot, and any disturbance can cause a wave of scolding.

Song Xueyan suffered a large-scale Internet violence when he debuted. After the explosion, more people spoke for him, and more people watched and scolded him.He is a person who makes "closeness" very clear, and doesn't care what strangers think.

What's more, sometimes when he is bored and looks at the posts scolding himself, he will also have the question "this is talking about me".

Therefore, the voices from the outside world pass through his ears without leaving any traces, and they even speak falsely to influence him and shake him.

But Yanqi is different.

Although the young master is not a cowardly and sensitive baby, but he was raised by him since he was a child. Seeing vicious words come one after another, insults and verbal abuse are plausible, he may not be sad, but he may be bored and speechless.

Opening a social entertainment account is just opening a hole. Even if you don’t go online often and don’t pay much attention to it, maliciousness will twist into thin threads and penetrate everywhere.

When words are sharp, they are like the edge of a knife, as long as they touch the flesh, there will always be a trace.

In short, at this time, he should settle down first, and then pay attention to Yan Qi after a while, so as not to cause trouble for others.

After thinking about it, Song Xueyan slid down and saw the number one hot comment at a glance: "Handsome guy, you should retweet the official Weibo, why did you retweet Xueyan's wife?"

Song Xueyan: "..." Fortunately, he didn't pay attention.

He sighed, his eyes lingering on Yanqi's Weibo homepage.The bedside lamp was turned on at the lowest setting, and the quilt still blocked a ray of light, so the night lamp didn't see his regret and itching.

Just when Song Xueyan was dawdling about quitting Weibo, an interactive message popped up again, like a fish jumping out of a lake at night.

[Yan Qi liked your Weibo. 】

Ripples suddenly appeared in the heart lake, Song Xueyan held the mobile phone, stayed in bed for a few seconds, suddenly lifted the quilt and got up, quickly walked over to open the door, and shouted towards the bedroom door not far away: "Hey, what's your brain?" Mosquito?"

The surrounding lights responded to the sound and illuminated brightly.

Song Xueyan didn't expect to wait for a response, she stepped back and was about to close the door, but unexpectedly the door opened quickly, revealing a crack.

"If a mosquito dares to appear here, I will make my dad lay off the staff!" Yan Qi hid behind the crack of the door, turning his back on customers, "If you don't sleep at night, why are you yelling, do you have the quality?"

Song Xueyan was not to be outdone, "If you don't do human affairs at night, I'm afraid people won't know that your brain has been gnawed by ghosts?"

"Didn't I give you a thumbs up?"

"You retweeted it first, and only liked it after a few minutes. Do you believe that tomorrow morning, the whole network will be full of marketing accounts, saying that you want wheat bran for the popularity?"

What do you mean?

Yan Qi widened the door, and said in disbelief, "I'm not good enough for you?"

"Your brain, matching pigs, pigs are so wronged that you want to go on the chopping block. You can't wait to get it over with." Song Xueyan stared at him and sighed slightly, "Every move you make will be infinitely magnified by others. On the Internet, there are certain things that you don't have to do. , because if you do, you will get into trouble."

Yan Qi refused to accept it, and felt inexplicably sour in his heart, "Others can repost it, but Fu Yanle's married husband still calls you wife, why should I not?"

"Because people from all walks of life have already speculated about the reason why I took this drama." Song Xueyan paused, "Do you still think that you have not been scolded enough? Or is it fun to be scolded, and you use different tricks to find excitement? The settings, situations, and identities are different, so what others can do, you may not be able to do.”

"Why don't you do it?" Yan Qi slapped the door, "I open Weibo just to interact with you, otherwise why would I open Weibo! Others scold me for nothing, I just want to interact with you."

Song Xueyan was startled severely.

Yan Qi was as arrogant as an octopus, "Anyone who doesn't like it, report it to the customer service, find the black account of the hacker, ask my brother to block me, ask my father to kill me!"

He lay on the side of the door frame, blowing his beard and staring to express his anger, wrinkling his nose and frowning to show his grievance, Song Xueyan's eyes burned when he saw him, he thought he was cute, and his heart beat faster, thinking that he rushed out and beat people off guard.

Song Xueyan picked at the doorknob and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to interact with me?"

The voice is so low, but Yan Qi has a smooth ear.

He heard it, and he will be brave to the end tonight.

"Grandfather is happy!"

The author says:

Yan Qi: I am happy, I am happy, I am happy!

Ladies, tomorrow night's chapter will be delayed. I need to adjust the manuscript box. If you don't stay up late, you can read it the day after tomorrow. Chirp——