Qi Jin decided to meet this bridge noodle for a while.
It is said that they will meet for a while, but in fact, there is no intention to communicate privately. The necessary distance should still be maintained until the intention of the other party is clearly seen.
Since Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles so sincerely invited him to watch, he sold the other party a favor, and by the way, he also tried for Shen Yan how deep the water in this preliminary competition was and how strict the judges were.
Back at the residence, after lunch, Shen Yan took out the shirts they had changed in the morning and prepared to iron them.
Shirts are not rubbed, and usually change into pajamas before going to bed, but last night was an exception. When the two got up from the bed, each other's shirts were already crumpled, and they couldn't go out without ironing. The messy indentations on the shirt reminded Qi Jin of the scenes of body entanglement last night, and she coughed a little embarrassedly.
Shen Yan lowered her head and smiled, without mentioning anything, just spread her clothes on the ironing board. When the white steam came out of the iron, he started from the neckline and slowly ironed the marks.
It's really... Newlyweds.
Qi Jin coughed for the second time, covering up the delusion that flashed in her mind, and exited the room on the pretext of making fun of the return period.
While Shen Yan was ironing, Qi Jin went back to the bedroom and turned on the computer.
The Weibo of Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles was posted last night. When he read it on his mobile phone, he hadn't figured out how to reply, and now he uses a computer to log in to his account again. Good guy, after two or three hours of retweets in the morning, the number of retweets has risen to 1,000.
Strangely, Tongquetai did not forward that Weibo.
Some of the more than 500 retweets in the back were contributed by his fans, and there were three kinds of attitudes: shocked, dazed, and dissatisfied. However, Tongquetai himself did not express his position, and the matter has not yet reached the level of uproar.
In this case, the more concise your answer, the better, so as not to say more and more mistakes.
So Qi Jin sent the invitation to cross the bridge noodle with two words: ok.
In order to deal with it as low-key as possible, he deliberately did not forward it, but just ran to the original Weibo of Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles and replied with a comment. Unexpectedly, after just three minutes, his reply was discovered by fans, who immediately hung up what he said and asked the truth like a paparazzi.
[Reply 1]: Σ(⊙▽⊙Ehhhh? I really agreed regardless of the return date!! Our millet line is really loved by everyone!!
[Reply 2]: ... What kind of rhythm is this... I can't understand more and more. Destiny to appear soon! Although you don't care how many red lanterns are hanging high, you mustn't let the two lanterns in your house make lilies!
[Reply 3]: I smell the smell of JQ, hehehehe. Is this the legendary rival turned lover
[Reply 4]: ╮(╯＿╰)╭ Hype before the game? It's boring, both are boring. Just tell the truth, don't pinch.
[Reply 5]: Hey, some people above don't keep their mouths shut and say it's hype. Silently waiting to listen to the game scene, come on rice noodles, come on, some noble and glamorous princesses are sick and go home to take medicine!
[Reply 6]: Millet line, you... What will you do after you let Tongjaque? ? I like the pairing of the two of you, so tangled┭┮﹏┭┮
[Reply 7]: I would like to ask, have these two met in reality and hooked up
[Reply 8]: o(≧v≦)o Oops, I’ll say it’s definitely an attack regardless of the return date! His temperament is the cutest!
Things are getting more and more bizarre.
Who is the fan of Tongjatai, who is the fan of crossing the bridge rice noodle, who is his own fan, and who is the fans who are watching the lively fans Hei Hei and passersby, all at a glance.
There is one thing Qi Jin has to admire, that is the curiosity of the girls in the online distribution circle. If the entertainment channel is short of reporters, he is very happy to be a Bole, make a good introduction, and discover talents for the domestic gossip journalism.
As a journalist, in fact, Qi Jin himself also has a strong curiosity, especially after others rage on his presence, this terrifying instinct that is enough to kill a cat is even more eager to move.
Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles will be his opponent in the "Fang Yisheng" game in a few days.
Knowing yourself, knowing your enemy, and knowing your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles, right
With this idea in mind, he clicked on the Weibo homepage of Guoqiao Rice Noodles for the first time, and scrolled down all the way to study how this person usually said and did.
Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles has always been called "a boy as clear as water" in the online distribution circle. Some fans often use the soft and cute little white rabbit as a metaphor for him, and often use very girly words such as "so cute" and "so innocent" - Of course, these are all derived from the characteristics of the sound rays.
Because of this, when Qi Jin found that the content of his Weibo was completely inconsistent with the word "cute", he raised his eyebrows in surprise and gave a soft "Oh".
First of all, there are no more than ten Weibo posts with more than 20 characters of cross-bridge rice noodles. The invitation he gave himself was an honor to be one of them.
Secondly, Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles is a lover of criminal investigation film and television works, especially American dramas about criminal psychology analysis.
Finally, Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles reposted some hot topics from time to time, and every Weibo that he said was "nonsense" was later refuted without exception, which was amazing.
From the last point alone, they still have something in common.
The difference is that Qi Jin generally doesn't scold or complain. He directly clicks the "Report" button under Weibo to complain that this is false news.
"Interesting." After turning over two or three pages and summarizing the above three rules, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Maybe they can really talk about life.
But before talking about life, Qi Jin still has something to brush up on - Net Distribution Forum.
The forum has a completely different place from Weibo, namely free ID.
On Weibo, if anyone makes any remarks, even if the ID is changed, the homepage address will remain the same if the ID is clicked, not to mention the function of tracing the ID that has been used. Because of this, people have relatively many things to be scruples, and generally don’t make outrageous remarks, unless it’s a trumpet, or they’re really not afraid of counterattacks.
Forums are different.
There is no registration requirement and the ID can be changed at will. In sensitive posts, most people will choose to use the public vest of "= =" to speak. As long as the IP address is not checked in the background, there is no way to distinguish them one by one.
In this kind of place, you can often see what is called "unscrupulous" and what is called "three people become tigers".
Now, a "tiger" appeared in front of him. The tiger's title was "Actually, Tongquetai is just a stepping stone, and what I pursue is cross-bridge rice noodles regardless of the return date."
What a tiger! Three people hung up in one sentence, and it was a prime-time dog-blood production.
If it wasn't her ID that appeared on the title, Qi Jin would probably have gone up and clicked 100 likes silently. With such an eye-catching title, it's a shame that the poster doesn't do news.
While complimenting, he clicked into the post to read.
No matter who the poster is, if you don't want to be exhausted by news, then writing TV drama scripts will definitely have a bright future. Because the main building is writing such a story that is even more scripted than the script.
The story is as follows:
Tongquetai and Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles were originally a pair of immortals. And he, regardless of the date of return, has always had a crush on the millet line.
So in the process of slowly climbing up the online distribution circle, he deliberately seized an opportunity to cooperate with the great god, which is the current "Trap" drama, secretly hooking up with the great god behind the back of the crew, sowing discord, and creating misunderstandings to destroy them. Feelings... On the one hand, he tempted the great god to take action against him, on the other hand, he pretended to be a best friend to comfort the injured Xiaomi Xian.
Day after day, Xiaomi Xian's heart finally turned his back, so he had the last confession "I like you more than him".
"Hahahaha..." Qi Jin couldn't help laughing loudly. He let go of the mouse and beat the table desperately.
God's screenwriter praise.
God expands praise.
"What's wrong?" It was probably because the movement was so loud that Shen Yan outside heard it. Qi Jin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, temporarily left the computer and walked out, smilingly coming to Shen Yan's side.
Shen Yan's shirt was only half ironed, when he gently touched him from behind, with one hand buckled from his waist and hugged firmly.
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, put down the iron, and held his hand on her belly: "What makes you so happy?"
Qi Jin buried himself on his broad back and smiled lazily, "I'm either happy or amused."
No matter how rich and wonderful the imagination of the second dimension is, it is not as wonderful as the ordinary hug of the third dimension. They just don't understand.
Even if he doesn't post on Weibo, doesn't post, doesn't go to YY's explanatory conference, Shen Yan is all here.
This is his real boyfriend, he can touch and hold—
"I suddenly wanted to post a post with the title "Stories that Yan Beixiang and I had to tell" or something." Qi Jin laughed enough, leaning on Shen Yan's back and muttering to himself.
Hearing this, Shen Yan seemed to guess what he had just seen, and asked in a low voice, "The rumor about you and the rice noodle crossing the bridge has spread?"
Qi Jin neither admitted nor denied: "What happened out of nothing, they made a fuss and then passed. My junior sister... is the Xiao Xiao you met last time. She told me that the cross-bridge rice noodle man is in Beijing, and it's far away. Those who really know the inside story will know that it is a rumor at first sight, so I don't need to worry about it."
It is a pity that there is no report button in the forum. It is also very troublesome to contact the moderator and administrator to delete the post. It is better to treat it as a joke.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the magical skill of crossing the bridge noodle.
If this person can reply "nonsense" in the post at this time, it is estimated that this post will really be blocked.
Unexpectedly, the bridge rice noodle really responded like this.
When a group of people were enthusiastically discussing the direction of this bloody plot, his ID appeared after turning the page, and he simply and clearly dropped the two words - "nonsense".
In an instant, the flames of everyone's YY were severely quenched.
Qi Jin wanted to applaud, but only then did she remember that she couldn't use her left hand, so she only gave a symbolic thumbs up.
"I owe you a favor, Mr. Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles." Watching the game tonight was originally just a strategy.
After that, the "rice noodle effect" came into play. That post didn't last long. Qi Jin was still happily pressing F5, but suddenly it stopped swiping. Looking down, it turned out that the moderator had locked the post after receiving a report. It's a pity, he originally wanted to see more of everyone's gossip.
However, fans of Tongjatai are very relieved, because the official pairing in their minds seems to have been preserved.
Before the post was locked, they did a series of pacification work on the "poor millet line", such as touching the head and smoothing the hair, and reassured that the Great God of Tongquetai would be loyal to him, and he was just a passerby regardless of his return date.
Happy to hear it.
"So are you going to listen to the six o'clock scene tonight?" Shen Yan folded the two's shirts and put them in the closet, came to him, and sat quietly watching him brush for a while.
"If you're worried, let's go public, and I'll sit with you and listen." Qi Jin blinked.
Shen Yan smiled lightly.
"There's nothing to worry about, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to make it in time, so ask in advance when it's better to prepare dinner." His words made Qi Jin realize that he had spent almost three hours on Weibo and forums. Seeing that the twilight is four, it is indeed time to cook.
"Sorry, I forgot the time just looking at it. You are all alone today." He felt a little guilty.
Because the left hand is inconvenient, most of the housework these days is undertaken by Shen Yan. Even if he helps, he can't help much, and most of the time he can only do it.
"It's okay," Shen Yan's next words surprised him, "I have something to do, so I can distract me a little."
"You mean... the competition?" Qi Wei was stunned. The official game is about to start, will he still be nervous
"I mean... about you."
When Shen Yan opened her mouth, she didn't make a sound immediately, she just bluffed and stopped slightly. Seems to be looking for the right tone to appear less cramped. He lowered his head, and finally finished the nine words slowly, but his voice became smaller and smaller as Qi Jin's eyes widened.
"You mean, you still care a little bit, don't you?" Qi Jin unconsciously raised the corners of her lips and deliberately put the emphasis on the word "a little bit".
In fact, according to Shen Yan's personality, it must be more than a little bit to ask him to say this.
But it's okay to tease him—
Shen Yan was stared at by him for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "You must think that I don't believe what I said. I clearly said that everything will be handled by you, but I can't let it go, and I'm thinking wildly."
With a smile in Qi Jin's eyes, she deliberately asked, "Lord Yanbeixiang, come and listen, what are you thinking about?"
Shen Yan stopped talking.
"I thought, what if that person is really interested in you...what to do."
"anything else?"
"I thought, what if he's not in Beijing, but he's here."
"anything else?"
Perhaps hearing that he was deliberately teasing herself, Shen Yan suddenly raised her head and imitated his tone at that time: "I also want to post a post with the title of "The Story I Have to Tell When I Return Home". "
"puff-"
Qi Jin teased him twice, but when he turned around, he was teased and burst into laughter for a while.
I once thought that the puzzle that represented Shen Yan was complete enough, but the pieces were slowly increasing one after another—even, when they were connected with myself, they spread out a beautiful scene that was unimaginable before.
"What if, regardless of the return date, only one person is authorized to Yan Beixiang?"
Shen Yan can learn to speak from him, and he can also learn to sell now, borrow the sentence pattern of the other party, and ask questions with a smile.
There was no sound in Shen Yan's answer, only a warm hug.
Qi Jin felt the strength of his arms around him, the weight was just right, it was a standard posture to accept everything. So the action of hugging back lightly is also in line with the trend.
In fact, Qi Jin can add one more point.
This authorization does not need to be returned.