Song Yun smiled back.
The orange in his arms wanted to stretch out its paw to grab the photo. He held its paw and lowered his head to ask:
“Are the kittens in here cute?”
Orange meowed.
Below the green frame is an orange frame with fluffy petals, and inside is a single cat photo of Orange.
The little sunflower kitten hugged its big tail and licked it with squinting eyes.
Song Yun looked back at the photo, then looked at it again, and then rubbed the kitten's head vigorously, "My dear, how can you be so cute!"
The kitten seemed to know that it was cute and meowed twice.
The smile in his light-colored pupils deepened a little, and Song Yun hugged the cat and the two photo frames and went upstairs.
Today's work is almost done, except for the finishing touches.
With a restless kitten in his arms, Song Yun continued typing on the keyboard at the same speed.
The other party always sends WeChat messages whether he has something to do or not, but this is the first time I’ve made a direct WeChat call.
More and more people are paying attention to this matter. When more people pay attention to something, more details cannot be hidden.
Black five-pointed star, same shoes.
The subject easily changed direction.
Song Yun opened the game and put on the headset. He looked back at the computer screen and took a sip of coffee.
"It happened a long time ago. Why would I be here if I had something to do?"
He has been at home today and has not been sick or had any accidents recently, so there is no chance that the news would spread online and be seen by Chen Chen.
No matter how majestic this big-eyed guy looked originally, now he looks so hypocritical and ridiculous.
The only possibility is that the other party dialed the wrong number.
There were surprisingly not many people in the game tonight, as if they were all there to watch something else.
Song Yun replied, "There is actually a video."
"Um."
He asked tentatively: "Did you hit the wrong person?"
Chen Chen was not wrong.
There was a pause as the call was connected. Song Yunhui moved the phone slightly away from his ear and took another look at the other party's profile picture on the phone.
He was a little surprised, but not much, and he had no intention of watching the video.
Finally realizing his situation, Chen Chen briefly recounted what happened in the video.
Glancing at the time on the computer, he asked, "Playing games?"
"Um?"
As soon as the surveillance video was released, people on other video platforms immediately smelled the traffic, and after simple editing and adding text and music, they released it and started to earn traffic without doing anything.
As I typed the last character, the phone beside me rang.
[Someone must be behind this. The traffic of this big-eyed guy can't help him get rich. Apart from getting attention, he doesn't like anything else (if he has an exhibitionist personality, just ignore what I said)]
It was precisely because of this video that his fans skyrocketed. Even though some of them dropped gradually because he never posted any more videos of Big Eyes, the number is still extremely impressive.
Netizens have indeed turned their attention to other things.
It was a WeChat call from Chen Chen.
Song Yun responded, "I'm working today. What's wrong?"
The main subject of the photo is the trouser legs wet by the rain, but a corner of the top is exposed and half of the shoes are also exposed.
[I watched the video over and over again, and finally I had the confidence to speak!
Please watch the video from 0:54 to 1:16. The stagehand holding the ladder lifted the ladder, and the clothes inside the coat were exposed. Although it was a bit blurry, you can see a black five-pointed star on it. This is the first thing. Second, remember his shoes. After remembering, I recommend everyone to go to @剧组小二's homepage to check out the big-eyed boy he posted six months ago and compare it. There are surprises.]
"Huh?"
Thinking that the other party might have something urgent to do, he picked up the call directly.
It is a very ordinary-looking photo, probably just taken after get off work, with the caption [It’s raining like crazy, hope to get rich overnight].
He also spoke righteously, saying that he was just telling the truth and was willing to lose his job for it.
@剧组小等 is the crew member who said that he saw Song Yun push back against someone.
[The real-life version of WOC bites back! Don’t you feel guilty about being alive? ]
The other party paused in excitement for a moment, "You didn't go online today?"
"Fuck, I saw the video online. Are you okay? Are you okay?"
[If Song Yunhui didn't go down to save people, you would be a murderer! How dare you jump up and down here! ? ]
The other party rarely posts big-eyed photos, so netizens can easily find the one from before June by scrolling down along his big-eyed photos.
"Play!"
[? ? ? I hope you die suddenly because of the sudden nm wealth]
Chen Chen asked: "I see you hit your head on a rock, are you okay?"
[I feel someone is instigating me. If there is no benefit, who would dare to do this? If there is a result, please kick me.]
[Just guess a Song Zishu, I love watching bloody plots of wealthy families]
[The latest news is that he resigned from the crew. Did he run away after getting rich? [Smile]]
[This is no longer a failed hype, this is murder and frame-up! ]
[There must be someone behind the scenes manipulating this. I am terrified when I think about it. This person is being used as a wooden warehouse. Why aren't we also considered wooden warehouses? ]
[It’s over, wave after wave, I won’t be able to sleep tonight, please let me die at 8am tomorrow morning]
While many netizens were still jumping up and down in the melon field, Chen Chen and Song Yun were happily duo-queuing.
When he plays games alone, he is a high-V noob who is scolded so much that he dares not open the microphone, but when he plays with Song Yunhui, he is a high-V noob who shows off his power.
He was a food lover and liked to run around everywhere, so Song Yunhui followed him around.
Neither of them cared about winning or losing. Chen Chen played and chatted at the same time, just having fun.
Song Yunhui was chatting, but at the same time he was also paying attention to the game screen, reminding Chen Chen to be careful from time to time.
They didn't care about winning or losing, but that didn't mean his teammates didn't care. If they gave away too many points, Chen Chen would probably be scolded so much that he wouldn't dare to speak. They were already talking about what happened after he was hospitalized.
Chen Chen put himself in her shoes for a moment, and then expressed his thoughts: "It must be boring to be in the hospital."
If it were him, he would probably have to crawl out of the hospital to go out and play.
“Somewhat.”
Song Yunhui moved the mouse and tapped the keyboard to knock down the enemy who sneaked to the side and said, "Most of them were sleeping at that time."
After waking up, I often feel dazed. Occasionally, when I see the patients and their families outside the window, I get inspired and write one or two tuneless songs.
All in all, it's a rather dull life without any ups and downs.
Chen Chen sighed: "If only I had known you at that time."
He calculated, "You had nothing to do at that time. If I were closer, I could just move my computer to your place and come play with you after get off work. Wouldn't that be nice?"
His mind wandered, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. "You can't finish all the gifts you received as gifts, so I can just go over and help you with that. It's like killing two birds with one stone."
Song Yunhui did not comment.
He had no more comfort food to eat.
The fact that he was in the hospital was not spread out, and he did not tell anyone, except that he accidentally let it slip when chatting with his tutor.
My tutor lived far away and had other work to do, so he couldn’t come. I just sent flowers and a fruit basket.
"… "
The hands typing on the keyboard paused.
Song Yunhui suddenly remembered that someone had visited him when he was in the hospital.
The things have arrived, but the people have not.
Every now and then, the nurse would bring in a fruit basket and say that someone had brought it to the front desk and asked her to pass it to him.
They were all his favorite fruits, and the portion was just right. As soon as he finished the previous basket, the next one came.
But who sent the fruit is still unknown.
I don’t know his name, appearance or age.
Song Yunhui didn't explore further.
The other party may not tell him these things because he may not want him to know who the other party is.
Then it would be better if he just didn't know.
He didn't have much appetite for eating fruit during that time, but at least he had something to do. When he was bored, he could calculate the time for the next fruit basket to arrive. Thinking about it now, it wasn't so boring.
The two chatted while playing, and unknowingly they made it to the late game. Chen Chen rarely had such a highlight moment of surviving until the late game, so he decided to play with the microphone turned off.
He played very seriously, but died very quickly.
Song Yunhui said "My condolences".
Chen Chen clenched his fists, "It doesn't matter, let's try again next time. I will definitely have the last laugh!"
Because of Chen Chen's determination to have the last laugh, they unexpectedly played for a long time that night.
Song Yunhui has made staying up late a habit, but Chen Chen can't. He is a social animal and has to punch in at work the next morning, so he can only quit in tears.
The room became quiet. Song Yun was sweating a little after playing the game, so he got up and started looking for pajamas in the closet. He took a shower and went straight to bed.
Today is another day of good sleep.
The days that followed seemed to be like that. Whenever he saw an update on Big Eyes, he would go in to take a look, check in six times [haha], and then quit without looking at any other content.
His name has been frequently seen in various push notifications recently, and it seems to be very powerful and aggressive.
If it had happened in the past, it would probably have been considered a grand hype.
He didn't know why these people were rehashing old things, or why anyone would pay attention to things in the past, and he wasn't very interested.
Perhaps there are still countless insults behind every push, or maybe gradually people will speak up for him, and he will get some of the support and likes he has been striving for.
But none of that matters now.
After putting on a thick coat and a hat, Song Yunhui stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. Then he decided to put the coat and hat directly on his head.
With a mask, a hat, and another hat on top of that, he can now barely be seen as a human being.
very good.
Touching the head of the cat at his feet, he said, "Good boy, I'm going to pick up your father."
Qin Shu was supposed to come back the day before yesterday, but after filming he flew to another place and only flew back today.
Orange rubbed against him and then ran off to drink some water.
Putting the key in his pocket, Song Yunhui went straight out the door.
It's winter now, and some people don't want to bother, so they just put on a coat and stroll in the park in the community in their pajamas. They glanced at Song Yunhui who was wrapped up in a ball passing by, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It's really hard to see a completely exposed face on the road in winter.
It takes some time to get to the airport from home, so Song Yunhui left home early. When he arrived at the airport, he found that he was nearly half an hour early.
The place where Qin Shu exited the station was already full of people and there was no other seat, so he just found a random seat in the hall and sat down, set an alarm, and then opened the Candy Crush Saga.
This game is suitable for playing when your mind is empty, and it is just the right way to kill time.
He played a few rounds, and then someone sat down next to him.
Song Yun glanced back at him.
It’s not because of anything else, but mainly because the other party was only wearing two thin pieces in such a cold day, and he looked very graceful.
It's also very cold.
It shakes like a sieve full of chaff.
The other person was holding a sign in his hand, which was colorful and dazzling, and it shook at the same frequency as he did, swaying again and again, making it look even more dazzling.
Seeing the other person shivering, Song Yunhui felt a little cold even in his warm outfit. He suggested:
"There is air conditioning in the airport, but not here. I suggest going there..."
Before he finished speaking, the other party looked at him as if confirming something.
After the other party read it, he trembled and carefully put the sign in his hand into his hand, then looked around and said:
"Can you please take it for me? This is very important. I wanted Guozi to sign my name on it... My stomach is... a little bit painful. I need to go to the toilet."
Song Yun recalled that his stomachache might be caused by the cold, so it would be better to put on some clothes.
But the other party moved quickly. After saying thank you, he stood up and bent over stiffly, then picked up the bag that he had been holding in his hand and left quickly.
"… "
Song Yun looked back at the sign in his hand and fell into a brief silence.
The sign is colorful and fancy, full of personality and eye-catching, and the two huge "Achievements" on it are even more difficult to look at.
Perhaps because of the uniqueness of the brand, many people around looked over, but the moment he noticed it, they looked away and pretended nothing had happened.
***
On the plane, Qin Shu was holding a pink hand warmer in his hand and looking out the window with a calm expression.
Across the aisle, the agent looked at the hand warmer in his hand and then looked at him, gnashing his teeth secretly, and then asked, "What are your plans after you get off the plane?"
He is obviously not afraid of the cold. He has even survived the cold in the mountains, but now he is pretending to carry a hand warmer on the plane.
Qin Shu turned his gaze towards him and said, "Someone is here to pick me up."
Even though his expression was still the same, his agent just couldn't stand it for some reason.
The assistant in the back row pricked up his ears quietly, but the conversation ended there and there was no further development.
The clouds outside the window slowly moved away.
Before the plane landed, others began to pack up, and Qin Shu lowered his head and sent a message.
The person on the other end must have been busy and was not looking at his phone. He waited quietly for a while, and when he didn't receive any message from the other party, he put away his phone.
The plane finally landed slowly.
Several people got off the plane one after another, and a roaring sound was heard in their ears.
This is a dual-runway airport. Some distance away, another plane was also slowly landing, and the sound came from there.
The agent didn't pay much attention to the plane next door, but was more concerned about the situation inside the station.
Before leaving the station, he looked through the glass window, his expression changed slightly, and he realized something was wrong.
There were too many people in the station, crowded together in front of the exit.
The assistant came over and noticed it, frowning, "The itinerary should not have been leaked."
They have always done a good job of keeping secrets, and there have been very few itinerary leaks during flight changes.
“It may not be that our itinerary was leaked.”
The agent's expression became a little more serious. "Wait a moment. Let me ask if anyone else is coming to the airport today."
***
Song Yunhui was now standing in the crowd. He had only finished half of playing the previous Candy Crush game, but now he had to put his phone in his pocket first.
In his hand he was still holding the sign that the man had entrusted to him. The sign was large, rectangular, and had sharp edges. He was afraid of poking others, so he could only hold it a little higher.
The current situation was indeed a bit unexpected. He was carried forward by the crowd and was still out of control.
A few minutes ago, he was sitting in a chair playing Candy Crush. When he looked up, he found that the airport looked a little different.
Specifically, there are more people, especially in the area where I sit.
Others were also holding signs or banners, looking excited and nervous.
Although he has not experienced it himself, he knows that being picked up at the airport by fans is a popular activity among fans.
The banners of other people also had Cheng Guo or the fans' nicknames for Cheng Guo printed on them, so it was obvious who they were picking up.
Song Yunhui felt that perhaps he should not continue to stay in this place.
He stood up and was about to leave when an enthusiastic young man stopped him and said:
"You're going the wrong direction. The fruit comes out here."
The enthusiastic young man was surprisingly strong.
The other person was carrying a banner and said to him, "Your sign looks like it was made with great care. If you go to the wrong place and miss it, you will cry."
Song Yunhui explained to him: "This brand is not made by me, but by someone else..."
Before he could finish his words, a burst of screams suddenly broke out in the crowd, completely boiling over and drowning out his voice.
The crowd was surging, and people kept running over from behind. The screams pierced through his eardrums and pierced his brain. He stood in the center of the crowd, and his mind went blank for a moment.
"… "
And then things turned out like this.
Standing in the crowd, even though it was noisy all around him, Song Yunhui could still feel the phone in his pocket vibrating.
The alarm he set went off.
The crowd was still rushing forward, and he could only stand where he was and serve as a human roadblock for others. At this time, he could not retreat at all and could only be carried forward.
He tried to look back to see if Qin Shu had gotten off the plane, but the raised sign blocked his view.
The crowd carried him forward inexplicably.
Amid the cacophony of noise, he heard someone ask:
"Do you need an autograph?"
The voice is unfamiliar.
But it also sounds a little familiar.
The results standing in front of him looked at him, while other fans were still shouting their demands. It seemed that stopping for one more second would be a huge waste.
Everyone else was paying attention, so he had to do something to show his support. His eardrums and brain were aching. Song Yunhui lowered the sign and said, "Please sign it. Thank you."
The person standing in front of him paused imperceptibly while signing, lowered his head to look again, and then signed smoothly.
After signing, the other party continued to move forward, and the crowd followed him in that direction.
Fortunately, he went to the other side this time, and many fans ran there. It was no longer so crowded as before that it was impossible to walk, and they could still move a few steps by slowly moving back.
The coat and hat finally couldn't hold on any longer in the crowd and half of them fell off. Song Yunhui moved back while looking back.
This time there were no other signs blocking his view, and he managed to see the other side of the airport.
Saw people leaving the station.
Saw Qin Shu.
—and made eye contact with the other person.
Song Yunhui wanted to laugh at first, but he looked up at the sign and the signature on it that were still above his head.
"… "
I can't laugh.
My head hurts even more.
***
After confirming that Chengguo would be getting off the plane at this airport today and that the people at the airport were coming for him, the agent breathed a sigh of relief and decided to leave the airport as soon as possible while everyone else's attention was there.
As soon as he reached the hall, Qin Shu stopped.
They thought the other party had seen the person coming to pick him up, so they looked around but didn't see anyone who looked like they were coming to pick him up.
So they followed Qin Shu's gaze and saw the crowd which was still very lively.
The agent said: "Look what you are doing over there..."
He couldn't finish his words, they were all stuck in his throat.
Someone in the crowd turned around.
The other person was wearing off-white clothes and was quite tall, standing out in the crowd.
—It was only slightly less conspicuous than the colorful sign on his shoulder.
But none of that matters.
The important thing is that the other party turned around and his eyes instantly met theirs.
They turned their heads, and they could see that Qin Shu's expression relaxed slightly, even if it was a slight change.
The person opposite finally broke free from the crowd, and his first reaction was to put his coat and hat back on.
The other party trotted over, and Qin Shu took a step forward at the same time.
The others from behind tilted their heads to look, but after looking for a long time they could only see an eye, or half of it, as the upper part was blocked by the hat.
They were supposed to leave and go back to their own homes and mothers, but they ended up being unable to move and were extremely anxious.
Realizing they had to leave, they took two small steps.
It is still two steps in the sense of exact numbers.
They saw the person on the opposite side waving his hand without a sign, and should have shouted something, but the sound was not loud and was drowned out by the screams behind.
But Qin Shu seemed to have heard it clearly, and his pace quickened significantly.
"Qin Xiaoshu."
Seeing Qin Shu getting closer, Song Yun shouted back, but knowing that this was at the airport, his voice was not loud.
The other person was still getting closer, close enough that I could see the tiny lines on his clothes.
A warm and broad hand rested on his shoulder, and he heard the other party ask:
"Did you get squeezed somewhere just now?"
Song Yunhui rubbed his forehead, glad that Qin Shu didn't ask him directly why he had a hobby of chasing stars, and explained the cause and effect clearly in this way and that.
"Then I'll put the sign at the lost and found and tell them about the situation, and then we'll go back together."
The other party hadn't come back for nearly half an hour, and he wasn't sure how long he would have to wait if he continued like this.
Although he said that, Song Yunhui tilted his head slightly and looked at the few people standing not far away who were also tilting their heads and looking over here, and asked,
"Do you need to say hello to them?"
(End of this chapter)