Shanghai, Pudong International Airport, Departure Hall.
After getting the boarding pass and checking in their luggage, Lin Feng and Mo Sheng, who were carrying a small bag each, should finally change back to their light-packed state. After passing the security check, they checked the time, and it was only early 12:30 noon.
There is still a lot of free time, Lin Feng suggested to have lunch first, and Mo Sheng, who had also been busy all morning and did not take care of filling his stomach, naturally agreed with both hands without any objection.
They randomly found a Chinese noodle restaurant in the airport. The two of them each ordered a braised beef noodle. They found a table and sat down to eat with relish. During the period, other customers in the store noticed that they recognized it. Mo Sheng, excitedly came up and asked to take a group photo again.
Wave after wave.
It is a whole three rounds of League of Legends players fans.
Lin Feng himself ate comfortably and with peace of mind, but after he finished enjoying the bowl of braised beef noodles in front of him, Mo Sheng, who was sitting across from him and finally fulfilled several batches of fans' requests, barely bothered to move his chopsticks. .
"Well-known commentators also have their troubles with well-known commentators—"
Someone commented like this.
Mo Sheng, who was finally able to pick up his chopsticks and start enjoying the braised beef noodles, raised his head and gave Lin Feng an angry look:
"Don't talk sarcastically, you and your sister Xue often broadcast live together, and there are probably a lot of fans, right?"
Lin Feng shrugged, and was about to say something when he heard a very surprised voice behind him:
"Fengfeng!?"
"Do I rely on Fengfeng? Am I not mistaken?"
Both Lin Feng and Mo Sheng were stunned and turned their heads to look at the sound, only to see a young man in his twenties or five years old who should have just graduated from college, staring at this side with wide eyes and surprise. When someone turned around, he jumped up with excitement:
"Hey! Really!"
In three or two, he rushed directly from the outside of the store to the store and came to Lin Feng. The young man was so excited that his eyes sparkled:
"I'm a fan of Xue Xue's live broadcast room!"
"Old water friend! My funny fish ID is 'treasure box', treasure box! Feng Feng, do you remember?"
Lin Feng was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to react slowly: "Treasure chest... Oh, oh, remember, it was there when I was in Huya, right? Three groups of fans?"
He didn't forget to turn his head to explain to Mo Sheng, "Sister Xue built a lot of fan groups when she was doing the live broadcast, which is more convenient to manage."
Mo Sheng's expression "I understand": "I understand, you continue, continue."
As he said that, he put down his chopsticks, and with a smile on his face, he watched with interest the appearance of the first fan of someone, who was rarely seen, chatting with the former enthusiastically.
Seeing that the ID name he reported was remembered, the young man named "Treasure Box" was even more excited:
"That's right! The three groups! The old group!"
"Hey, our first one, two or three groups were seniors, and the other groups behind were all newcomers, and they couldn't compare to ours. Back then, Xue Xue and Feng Feng, the two of you, Huya, jumped to Douyu. When we were there, it was the old brothers from the three groups in front of us who did their best to help make the scene of the show!"
As soon as I said it, it was a bit eloquent. It took a long time for the treasure chest to be satisfied, and then I suddenly remembered something and slapped my forehead:
"Oh yes, look at my brain!"
"Hey Fengfeng, let's take a photo together? I'll go back to the group to take pictures and show off with other guys. It's not very lucky to meet you even at the airport, hahahaha-"
It was rare to meet a "fan" of his own. Of course, Lin Feng did not back down from the request for the treasure chest. He quickly agreed to take a group photo of the two of them. It was only when the treasure chest recognized Mo Sheng that there was another surprise, and by the way, he also earned an extra group photo for nothing.
During the chat, Lin Feng learned that the treasure chest was also a student studying abroad in Europe, and he had already graduated from undergraduate and started graduate school.
"It's a pity I'm in Germany."
Speaking of this treasure box, he was full of regrets: "It just happened that there were a lot of things in school recently, and I have to be busy with a lot of homework when I return to school... The first round of the finals on Manchester City's side will not be able to go to the group stage."
Mo Sheng next to him laughed and said, "It's okay, the quarter-finals are also in Europe, I remember it was in Germany."
This remark refreshed the treasure chest:
"right!"
"In the quarterfinals, I must go to the scene to help cheer!"
After chatting and chatting for a while, the treasure box suddenly looked at Lin Feng cautiously:
"Hey Fengfeng, can I ask you something?"
Lin Feng was slightly surprised, and then nodded:
"Oh you asked."
"That's it... cough..." As if he was considering the words, he coughed twice, and then the treasure box said in a low voice with an embarrassed expression: "Just that... There are several factions among our old fans and friends, Snow Candy. Bao three camps, Feng Feng, do you know?"
Lin Feng was stunned, and then nodded slowly subconsciously:
"Oh... remember."
Snow candy packs.
It's a word that appeared a long time ago.
At the beginning, including Su Xue, who was the "authentic" anchor, and Tangtang and Baozi, because they often appeared in the live broadcast room, each had a large number of fans in the live broadcast room, and what were they doing? The messy banners like "Tangtang Guards" and "Bao Jiajun" are lively and lively in the live broadcast room every day.
Speaking of which, Tangtang and Baozi had quite a large number of fans at the beginning, but a certain "authentic" anchor himself became the one with the fewest supporters, and he was so depressed and angry...
"I used to be from the Bao Family Army!"
The treasure chest slammed his chest hard: "There was a fan group dedicated to Bao Jiajun!"
And as he spoke, his voice dropped again:
"But after that, Baozi never showed up in the live broadcast room, and Tangtang sisters came less often, but they still gave people a thought. Baozi really didn't have any news at all. We were old in the group before. When my brother asked Xuexue in the live broadcast room, she didn't say anything—"
Then he looked at Lin Feng with hopeful eyes:
"Fengfeng, where did the buns go?"
"Will we still see her in the future?"
Looking at the hopeful expression on the treasure chest in front of him, Lin Feng was silent for a while.
half an hour.
He shook his head: "I don't know either."
And then, without waiting for a disappointed and frustrated look on the treasure chest's face, someone has continued to say: "However, this time I went to England to find her."
The treasure chest was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Going to find Baozi? Is Baozi in the UK! Then what is she doing there now, reading? Oh, even if she is studying, she should always have time to spare, Fengfeng, can you meet Baozi after meeting with you? She said that everyone in our live studio misses her very much—"
Lin Feng nodded:
"Oh, don't worry, I'll bring the conversation with you when we meet."
After speaking, he paused and took a deep breath:
"Myself… "
"There's also a lot to say to her."
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