The picture on the phone was clear, showing the crime clearly.
On it is Qin Shu’s portrait, Qin Shu’s name… and his own six.
[Qin Shu V: Hahahahahahaha]
Song Yun replied: "..."
No matter how you look at it, it seems out of place.
He can see it, and his fans can see it even more.
[??? There is no need to ask whether the account has been hacked.]
[woc this account must have been hacked, @customer service, please get the account back quickly]
[Although, is there a possibility that someone else is logging into his account?]
[So weird and cute! Who understands!!]
[Hahahaha srds, it’s completely clear that Mr. Dan is a die-hard fan of the comics. He reads them even when he borrows his account.]
It’s not like he has never had an account where the news went crazy as soon as he posted an update. Now, Mr. Dan, who is well-adapted and always surfing the Internet, is online again.
It sounds good too.
Mr. Dan decided to keep a low profile and wait for Mr. Qin's opinion on everything.
[When I think about it this way, it seems to make sense]
Mr. Dan: “…”
[Wow, it turns out that Mr. Dan and Mr. Qin have a good enough relationship that they can use their cell phones directly]
[By the way, this little comic is pretty good]
Song Yunhui did as he was told, and floated away like a wandering soul to wash his face, then floated to the bed and lay down peacefully.
He saw Song Yun’s previous reply.
This room has good lighting. The screen windows soften the light, and when you open your eyes, you will see the room full of sunshine.
[This familiar little cartoon, this familiar hahaha, is it you, Mr. Dan? ]
Although I have slept for a whole morning and an afternoon, I took some medicine after dinner tonight. Now the effect of the medicine is gradually taking effect, and I, who was originally full of energy, have started to blink dazedly again.
Song Yunhui woke up the next day, full of energy.
Qin Shu closed the door for him and did not let in Orange, who was eager to make a move outside. Then he went back to the living room and picked up his phone.
[The phone has not changed. I would venture to guess that Mr. Dan is using Mr. Qin’s phone.]
When Qin Shu came back after changing the water for Orange, he saw that the person on the sofa had collapsed completely, with only a tuft of hair sticking out a little bit from the sofa, standing there firmly, indicating that there was still someone there.
[Qin Shu V: It’s me. I forgot to bring my phone when I went out so QAQ]
He then turned around and found a new toothbrush and towel in the cabinet, then let Song Yunhui wake up a little so that he could brush his teeth and wash his face.
[Woohoo, even if my account was hacked, at least I still have one update]
Unlike some other people, his account belongs only to himself, not to the company or studio. As long as it does not touch on issues of principle, he can use it however he wants.
He knew that Song Yunhui had a habit of chatting with people in the comment section every day.
[I can already imagine Mr. Dan’s current state. People can’t do that, at least not at all.]
Song Yunhui knew that he always told the truth and meant what he said. He immediately touched the orange in his arms and let out a breath.
Qin Shu wanted to laugh, but he didn't really laugh. He said, "It's okay, just reply."
When he laughed, there was a slight vibration in his chest, which was transmitted through the places where the bodies touched, and its presence was very strong.
"… "
Opening the door and walking out of the room, Song Yunhui went downstairs while stroking his messy fur.
Looking at the QAQ with the ID [Qin Shu], Song Yunhui fell silent again.
#QinShu##Hahahahahaha#
#It is recommended to download the national anti-fraud app#
#Qin Shu said Qin Shu is very handsome#
After a while, a low laugh came from the empty living room.
Finally, a chuckle came from above my head.
Although Qin Shu had said that they could chat freely, Song Yunhui didn't chat for long and put down his phone.
I saw it through trending searches.
[Although, the emoticon package gets [Qin Shu finds it funny.jpg]]
Qin Shu said: "This is my own account. It's okay for you to continue chatting with them. I'll go add some water to Orange."
[No, hahahahahaha, it's so weird to see Mr. Dan speaking using Mr. Qin's name. I'm rolling around on the bed laughing so hard.]
[Hahahahahaha it’s Mr. Dan! I knew it! ]
In order to protect Qin Shu's reputation, Song Yunhui quickly explained and replied to the comment asking him if it was from Mr. Dan.
I always feel that the more I describe it, the worse it gets.
[Oh, this is really funny!!! Who understands! ]
There is already a fragrance downstairs, sweet, not strong, but very present.
Qin Shu was wearing a light grey wool sweater today, which looked very homely and slightly diluted the cold feeling.
The two had breakfast together, and then Qin Shu found a locksmith and finally opened the door next door.
Song Yunhui was finally able to go home.
Qin Shu followed him into the house.
The room is neither messy nor tidy. The most common thing is A4 paper, which is almost everywhere. It seems that you can just pick it up when you want to use it and put it down when you want.
Seeing Qin Shu's eyes sweeping across the sofa and the A4 paper on the table, Song Yunhui slowly clenched his fist and pounded his palm, then remembered something and asked, "Did I never take you to my recording studio?"
Qin Shu said, "Hmm," "I haven't been there."
Song Yunhui opened the refrigerator, took out the strawberry milk and stuffed it into Qin Shu's hand. He waved at him and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see it."
The door of the recording studio was always closed. Song Yunhui opened it, then his expression froze and he slowly closed the door.
He said, "Give me half a minute."
After he said this, he opened and closed the door quickly at a speed beyond his cognition level.
Song Yunhui flashed into the room and exhaled. The papers piled up on the floor from the night before were still on the floor, and the half-drunk coffee was still pressed on the papers.
He casually folded it up and put it aside, and placed the coffee on the table in the corner. He took another quick look around, then stood up and opened the door.
When Qin Shu entered the room, he saw a relatively tidy-looking room and a pile of papers in the corner.
There was also a half cup of coffee on the table near the paper, probably left over from staying up late.
Song Yunhui seemed to be hiding something, but it also seemed like he was hiding nothing.
The lights in the room were so bright that the equipment seemed to be glowing.
There are also musical instruments on one side of the room, ranging from guitars to cellos.
Song Yunhui stood aside and said, "The only thing missing is a piano. If we save up a little more, we should be able to buy it."
He bought these musical instruments slowly over the past few years and moved them here when he moved, but the piano was not an option.
His mother left him a piano, which he has been using all these years and has never bought a new one.
It will take some time to save money to buy it now.
Qin Shu lowered his eyes and asked him, "Can you write songs?"
"I know a little bit," Song Yunhui stretched out his hand and made a barely visible crack, "It's just so-so, not bad. I'll write a song for you when I'm free."
Qin Shu looked at the faint smile on Song Yunhui's face and nodded, "Okay."
After seeing Qin Shu off, Song Yunhui, who had been locked out last night and had to postpone a day's live broadcast, felt guilty about what little he had left, so he started the live broadcast early today.
He defined today's live broadcast as a chat.
Unconsciously, the number of viewers has increased a lot compared to before, and the comments are refreshed very quickly, making it difficult to catch them.
"No, no cats today."
"My clothes look nice today?"
Song Yunhui looked down.
Finished, it’s Qin Shu’s clothes, I forgot to take them off.
[It’s the same style as Mr. Qin! (voice of a senior fan)]
Is there a possibility that it is my own clothes
Song Yunhui nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's the same style. I like him very much. He is so handsome."
The topic gradually turned to Qin Shu. As a fake fan, Song Yunhui quickly used the method of avoiding the topic.
Before he started to use his magic, his fans started to turn around.
[woc Bai Linhua released a song!!!]
[Soy milk!!! I want to hear it! ]
[He's really good at releasing songs late at night. Wait for me, soy milk, I'll be back after listening to it]
[It’s called “Homeward Journey”, which already sounds great! ]
[Soy milk! No, that soy milk doesn’t taste good! Another dream collaboration]
"Go and listen."
Song Yunhui took out his phone, unlocked it, turned on the music, and said, "I want to listen to it too."
It’s probably only been a few minutes since the song was released, but “Homeward Journey” has already ranked first on the search list, with a small flame logo behind it.
The prelude of "Homeward Journey" was packed with sponsors, and the lyrics interface slid quickly. From beginning to end, I could only see the original singer and the lyrics, and the rest was just a blank.
Song Yunhui listened to the whole story from beginning to end without any change in expression, except for curling his eyes at the end.
not bad.
His being pretty good is already crazy in the eyes of others.
[The ending theme of "Departure" is called "Returning Home", Mrs. Doujiang is really thoughtful!!! It's so romantic!!]
["Departure" will definitely be a big hit at the box office!!!]
[Dabai's voice really suits this song. It seems to be tailor-made for him. Doujiang really understands Dabai. I will always love the combination of Dabai and Doujiang.]
[Mrs. Soymilk yyds!! The lyrics and music are first-rate!!]
[I unilaterally declare that Dabai and Doujiang are tied together, and no one can separate them! ]
[I'm already getting goosebumps! I get this feeling every time I listen to Dabai's songs, they're really good.]
[Can a human write this melody? ? Mrs. Soy Milk, my God! ]
[Rolling around like crazy on the bed, I really want to watch "Departure" right away. Who knows! ]
The comment section was still refreshing frantically. Song Yunhui only took a look and then exited. Then he received a message from Bai Linhua.
He said he sent a message yesterday and asked if he had seen it.
Song Yun raised his hand to reply, and simply explained that his phone ran out of battery and turned off yesterday.
Having worked together several times before, he understood why Bai Linhua was sending the message now, so he sent a message before the other party said:
[Very nice^_^]
The moment he sent the message, the other party called him.
Song Yunhui answered the call reflexively.
"Dounian, did you listen to the song you sent?"
The voice on the other end was clear, with a little nervousness and more happiness, like a little boy who was about to confess his love.
With a snap, Song Yunhui quickly turned off the microphone in the live broadcast room.
Just a dozen steps away, next door.
The live broadcast interface was still displayed on the computer screen on the desk, but there was no sound.
The other viewers in the live broadcast room were still confused, with rows of question marks floating around. Only Qin Shu lowered his head, picked up his phone and started searching.
Bai Linhua, male, young and capable, single, unmarried and without scandals.
Qin Shu handed the phone screen to Chengzi, who was playing with toys in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Do you like him or me?"
Orange used his paw to slap the phone, his innocent big eyes showing the innocence of a cat.
(End of this chapter)