After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No. 16 days when I want to divorce.

Facing the different opinions on the Internet and the suspicion and questioning of Lin Jingxi's fans, An Rao didn't want to hide it anymore.

He posted the first Weibo after wearing the book:

[It is everyone's responsibility to fight against evil forces. 】

Jingxi fans came to ask questions and quickly formed a group in the comment area below:

[Just your fucking mouth, right? You really aren't afraid of death. 】

[Hahaha against the Jingxi family, I respect you for being a warrior. 】

Of course An Rao fans are not convinced:

[It's reasonable for your family to know the law and break the law, right? You don't want to chase stars until you have three views? 】

【Although Lin Jingxi takes revenge, if something really happens to Rao Rao, he will sit in prison with his father. 】

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery 】

To be honest, An Rao is not afraid of retaliation.

To hit a person from the real world, what are these paper people thinking.

It would be great if he could be sent back to the real world because of this.

After closing Weibo, An Rao planned to publish a new Chinese painting course and continue to earn a small amount of money, but the mobile phone rang like a reminder.

He was busy drawing, so he didn't look carefully at the caller ID, so he picked it up casually and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

From the other end of the phone, Zhang Ze'an's voice was as loud as a broken gong: "Can I call you to find your father?!"

An Rao took down the phone and looked at it, before hanging up.

"Look at Weibo! Quick! Mr. A, I love you."

After finishing speaking, it was Zhang Ze'an who hung up the phone first.

Mr. A?I love you?

After soothing the bristling hair on his body, An Rao opened Weibo.

A blue official V from the city's public security boarded the hot search, and wrote:

[With the full assistance of Mr. A, a citizen, we took down Jin Zhehui’s underground casino in one fell swoop. The Jincheng Public Security Bureau solemnly announced that Mr. A was specially awarded the honorary title of "Excellent Citizen" for encouragement, and reminded everyone again that there is no such thing as something for nothing in the world. Good thing, sometimes it may not be pies but silver bracelets that fall from the sky. 】

An Rao also saw that the official WeChat account of Jincheng Public Security sent him a private message:

[Hello, Mr. An, the Public Security Bureau is going to make a promotional leaflet for prohibiting gambling. It needs a Q version of your villain image. I remember that you are very good at drawing. I think it must be very interesting if you draw your own Q version image yourself. significance. 】

An Rao replied, "When will it be?"

Jincheng Public Security: "The sooner the better, please."

The comments, likes, and reposts on this Weibo are all rising at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.

[Mr. A!Awwow Mr. A is the best!Good citizen!I can blow for a year! 】

[2333 You can play for a lifetime!After all, some usury rule of law cafes have no chance of this honorary title in this life. 】

[I want to see Mr. A broadcast live and describe the whole process, law-abiding good citizens have never seen such a big scene (love eyes)]

[Mr. A started the live broadcast!The rocket launcher is set up! 】

But someone still mentioned: "My dad owes debts from gambling, and my son has become an outstanding citizen who prohibits gambling. Emmm, it's very subtle."

[The Public Security Bureau is sick, the son of a gambler is an excellent citizen?What do you think. 】

The Jincheng police couldn't hold back, and slipped a hand: "The rewards and punishments are so clear that they poke your heart?"

[The police uncle came out to slap the face himself, so he asked you if you accept it. 】

Although An Rao is an art student, he is not an illustration student, and he is not very good at drawing Q-version villains. He found a tutorial on the Internet, read it several times, and followed the tutorial step by step. After a while, an ink painting The Q-version villain of the Chinese style is vivid on the paper.

The little man is still holding a book in his hand, on which are written the words "Long time gambling will lose".

Although the Public Security Bureau did not directly announce the name of "Mr. A", combined with clues, netizens agreed that "Mr. A" was An Rao.

The fact that he became an outstanding citizen quickly spread on the Internet, and the number of Weibo fans also soared.

Yin Xueya sent him a message on WX, it was a dynamic expression of a white dumpling bouncing around.

An Rao: "Haha, what's wrong."

Yin Xueya: [Isn't it because you are popular and come here to catch the heat. (Tuanzi yawns)]

An Rao: "We'll see each other soon, how is your rest recently?"

Yin Xueya: [Very good, very good, eating melon seeds while watching a good show, squeak slap (dumplings are comfortable)]

An Rao: "Sister, you are so cute, haha."

Yin Xueya: "Don't flirt!! Call me again, sister."

An Rao: "My sister is peerless and beautiful."

Yin Xueya: "Transfer 88888. Take it and spend it."

Seeing Yin Xueya's sudden huge money transfer, An Rao didn't dare to accept it, and asked why he transferred the money.

Yin Xueya: "I'm afraid you will be retaliated against, Kuaiai will invite a professional boxing champion back."

An Rao: "Sister thinks too much."

Yin Xueya suddenly fell silent. After a long time, she sent a message:

[Be careful, don't make me worry. 】

An Rao returned the transfer:

[I will protect myself, don't worry. 】

After drawing the Q version of the villain, I sent it to the Jincheng Public Security Bureau, and then waited for them to make a promotional picture.

When Chu Guannan came back, An Rao happened to be addicted. After busying in the kitchen, he made a "delicious" meal.

An Rao felt that Chu Guannan's trip must be because he saw Lin Jingxi's pear blossom with rain and was distressed and angry, and all he should be thinking about is how to divorce himself, a vulgar person, as soon as possible.

As long as you work harder, you can travel around the world just around the corner.

He doesn't care what Chu Guannan thinks of him now, as soon as he sees someone coming back, he immediately runs over and presses his shoulder and pushes him towards the restaurant:

"Hurry up, my husband, see what I have prepared for you."

On the long table covered with a white tablecloth, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the dark steak on the plate, and a delicate red rose stood quietly in the goblet, creating an indescribably ambiguous atmosphere.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chu Guannan was obviously taken aback.

An Rao sat down opposite him, pulled down his collar on purpose, exposing half of his fragrant shoulders, groped restlessly under the table with his thin white feet, touched the back of Chu Guannan's ankle, and caught it with his toes. His trousers were pulled up slightly.

"Husband - I have won the honorary title of outstanding citizen, please praise me."

When it comes to outstanding citizens, Chu Guannan will definitely think of the poor Lin Jingxi.

An Rao thought secretly.

Chu Guannan didn't speak, picked up a knife and fork and cut a piece of black steak with a smell of burnt. The steak was as hard as a steel plate, and he cut it several times.

Put it in front of your eyes for a closer look, and finally put it in your mouth.

An Rao looked at him in disbelief, did he actually eat it?

"Thank you." Chu Guannan suddenly said without beginning or end.

An Rao thought he was thanking her for preparing dinner for him, and just about to say "If my husband likes it, I will make it for you every day"——

"You still remember my birthday."

An Rao:?

Today is Chu Guannan's birthday?

If it was his birthday, how could there be no movement on Weibo.

An Rao tentatively asked, "Then... why didn't the fans celebrate your birthday for you?"

Chu Guannan managed to swallow the steel plate steak, and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth:

"The registration date of the ID card is the Gregorian calendar, and fans have always counted my birthday according to the Gregorian calendar."

An Rao was dumbfounded, so he was self-defeating?

"Ha, of course, I'm your dearest wife, how could I forget your birthday." An Rao laughed dryly, and his voice became softer as he spoke.

Chu Guannan suddenly stood up and turned off the light.

In an instant, the room was plunged into darkness, only the red candle on the table was shaking, casting two dark shadows on the wall.

An Rao panicked for a while, what did Chu Guannan turn off the lights for, should he...

Thinking of this possibility, he immediately covered his chest with both hands, and hid back without a trace.

Chu Guannan went to the living room and turned on the stereo. Amidst the rustling sound of the prelude, he walked slowly to An Rao's side, leaning down with his hands on the table.

An Rao looked at his approaching face, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously recognized him too much.

"Will you dance with me?" Chu Guannan asked softly.

An Rao was taken aback, and slowly raised his head.

The candlelight engulfed Lang Xingdaiyue's face, his eyes were full of autumn water, and he was quiet and deep.

An Rao was dazed for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand——

The chorus of the music sounded, it was Lan Jiao's "The Moonlight Is Strong".

The gentle and melodious tone is mixed with a touch of sadness, and you can see the woman sitting on the top floor in a trance, looking at the white and elegant moonlight above her head, with a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Chu Guannan pulled him up from the chair, put his arms around his waist, and moved slowly with the rhythm of the music.

He smelled the fragrance of laundry detergent on An Rao's body, and couldn't help lowering his face slightly, with the tip of his nose between his hair.

Thin and soft.

"Holding the moonlight for a moment, your face looms in my world;"

"Tenderness is you, weaving the distance into poetry."

Lan Jiao's voice was slightly hoarse, filled with a little melancholy, indulging in the gentle Fantasy Township.

An Rao raised his eyes, and happened to meet Chu Guannan's gaze. He was also looking at him, although he still couldn't understand his emotions, he just stared at him quietly.

Warm fingers fell on the waist through the thin shirt, soft and itchy.

"You like Lan Jiao too." An Rao looked away, deliberately changing the topic to cover up the awkward atmosphere.

I thought that a big ice cube like Chu Guannan would say "order whatever you want."

But he was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "The first episode, tell me, you like it."

An Rao froze for a moment, the water in his eyes quivered.

After a long time, he leaned forward slightly, pressed his face against Chu Guannan's chest, and said almost inaudibly:

"Husband, happy birthday."

Chu Guannan's fingers trembled slightly, and his arms around An Rao's waist gradually tightened.

The sea of ​​stars hangs down, hidden by the gorgeous neon lights of the bustling city, dim candlelight is cast on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the two figures gently touch each other, moving slowly with the music.

An Rao sat up suddenly from the bed, and quickly looked at Chu Guannan who was lying on the side and still sleeping soundly.

No, no, it must be that the atmosphere last night was too good, and my emotions fell into a strange state.

He lifted the quilt and looked.

The clothes are OK; the body is OK, fortunately, it is still there.

He touched his phone and looked at it. The "My CP" program team had sent a message telling him to gather quickly and not be late.

An Rao didn't care to wake up Chu Guannan, got out of bed, washed and dressed in one go, and left the house as if fleeing.

He couldn't figure out how Chu Guannan would divorce him. Looking at it now, Chu Guannan didn't mean that. It seemed that he had made plans to spend the rest of his life with him.

melancholy.

When we arrived at the gathering place, several people had already been waiting here.

Seeing An Rao, Su Xiangming went up and gave him a big hug, and then bumped his fists with him: "Hi, buddy, are you here?"

An Rao looked around and saw that Lin Jingxi and Shen Yi had also arrived at the scene.

Lin Jingxi didn't seem to be in a very good condition, he had lost a lot of weight, and there were two red eye circles on his pale face, and he was softly nestling in Shen Yi's arms, in that way, Daiyu looked like a future soldier standing with him.

"Why don't I quit, I don't want to affect the ratings of the show because of my participation..." Lin Jingxi looked at Shen Yi aggrievedly.

Shen Yi felt that Lin Jingxi was too righteous, sacrificing himself to help others, how could there be such a selfless and wonderful person in the world.

He touched Lin Jingxi's red eyes with distress, and his voice was so gentle that water dripped out:

"As I said, everything is unknown until the results come out. You can also use this variety show to express yourself well and change the audience's stereotypes."

Lin Jingxi sniffed, looked up at Shen Yi, and asked hesitantly, "I... can I really?"

Shen Yi nodded firmly: "Our Xiaoxi is the best, there is nothing you can't do in this world."

After listening, Lin Jingxi smiled sweetly.

Yin Xueya saw this scene as soon as she got out of the car. She took off her baseball cap and straightened her hair. Looking at the two of them, she asked to forgive them:

"What are they doing there?"

Su Xiangming: "It's not a sad beauty, you and I are like that."

Xu Renyu was the last one who came late. Although he had almost recovered from his leg injury, he still couldn't walk fast. When he saw An Rao, he immediately started the race walking mode.

"Mr. A, good morning."

Conscience of heaven and earth, An Rao has never seen such a bright smile on Xu Renyu.

Seeing that all the guests had arrived, the staff greeted them to get into the car, and said by the way: "Teacher Chu follows the director's car, let's go first."

Everyone: Double standards, definitely double standards.

Originally, it would take about ten hours for the car to go to the deep mountains hundreds of kilometers away, but after only four or ten minutes, the car stopped in front of a magnificent and magnificent building.

A few people saw that it was the airport.

A group of people got out of the car in doubt, and as soon as they got to that stop, they heard a piercing scream from behind.

"Ahh! Brother! Brother Jingxi! Look at me, look at me!"

"Ah, little dog Shen came out with his wife! Little dog Shen is so handsome!"

"Xuebao, look here, look here! Xuebao!"

Thousands of fans got the news a long time ago, and at [-] o'clock in the morning, they stood outside the airport with support signs. When they saw their idol, they jumped up and down and shouted crazily.

A girl holding a support sign with the word "South" looked around, but she didn't see Chu Guannan, she was a little disappointed, but when she saw An Rao getting out of the car, she instantly regained her spirits, raised her arms and shook it vigorously brand:

"Forgive me! Where's your husband! Look here and here!"

Dozens of bodyguards rushed out of the airport and surrounded a group of guests with open arms.

Although there were crowds of fans at the scene, there were not many light signs belonging to An Rao, and there were only a few dots, which seemed pitiful among the huge "Nan, Xi, Yi".

"Lin Jingxi, Lin Jingxi, I love you!!" Suddenly a scream pierced the crowd.

A girl held a light sign with the word "Xi" on it and climbed onto the security fence outside the airport, screaming wantonly, bouncing on it, her voice piercing her eardrums.

The only girl next to her who was holding a light sign with the word "Rao" was suddenly kicked by her. She looked up and reminded: "Come down, step on the safety fence, don't do such unqualified things."

The girl wore a mask, only showing a pair of eyes.

Lin Jingxi's fans on the opposite side thought she looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

Forget it, whoever she is.

"It's none of your business!" Lin Jingxi's fans retaliated, "I'm so lonely when I don't care about my idol, isn't it, what kind of presence is there to look for?"

Some other fans holding the "Xi" sign also surrounded from all directions, and started to fire wildly at the lone "Rao" fan.

The little fans were outnumbered, and they backed away after being sprayed.

Seeing his fans angry at An Rao's fans in front of so many people, the corners of Lin Jingxi's mouth rose slightly.

It's better to make the noise more fierce, and post a hot search headline, so that netizens can take a good look at this disparity in strength.

The author says:

An Rao: Every time I go out, there are three layers of fans around me. Even if those people want to take revenge, they may not be able to pull out their knives. Don't worry.