It took a long time to react, and the bullet chatting was so fast that Wen Li was almost blinded.
"Swipe slowly, I can't see what you are talking about."
Before the fans could explain clearly to her, her phone vibrated and it was a call from her manager. She answered, "Sister Dan?"
Lu Dan's tone was very complicated: "I said, can you tell us in advance if you and Mr. Song are going to have a live broadcast effect?"
Wen Li didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
"Are you still pretending to be stupid with me? Why didn't you tell me the script that the program group arranged for Mr. Song to come back today?"
"ha?"
Holding the phone, Wen Li looked around in a daze: "Song Yan is back?"
Lu Dan sighed heavily: "Yes, I watched you dance for two minutes at the bathroom door."
Wen Li's face turned bright red in an instant, her pupils dilated, and she suddenly called tremblingly to the phone: "Song Yanzhen is back?"
"Silly baby, I really don't know"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I believe the live broadcast is true and there is no script"
"I'm back, I'm back"
"Not only did you come back, but seeing you dancing so hard, you even closed the door for you."
Wen Li just stood there in a daze for at least half a minute, her heart sinking, and the hand hanging by her side was so ashamed and angry that she couldn't even clenched her fist.
Lu Dan, who was watching the live broadcast, also realized that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "You didn't know he was back?"
Wen Li shook her head blankly: "I really don't know."
His tone was already trembling to the point where he couldn't speak clearly.
"Three Forces: The Weak, Helpless and Poor"
"It's so pitiful hahahahahahahaha but I really want to laugh"
"Live on another planet"
"Good lychees raised money to buy rocket immigrants for you, don't cry, don't cry"
"...It's okay, it's not black material anyway, the information on the Internet is updated very quickly, and everyone will forget it after a while."
The always serious manager finally broke his guard and comforted her with a suppressed smile.
Wen Li doesn't believe it at all. The covers she photographed for romance magazines when she was a teenager are still taken out by the marketing account and whipped repeatedly. If her uncle hadn't found someone to help her hide her personal information before her debut, I'm afraid there are more than that now The black history was dug out.
It's a rare time to let yourself go and get caught.
Wen Li looked at the phone aggrieved and reproached: "Why didn't you tell me!"
The barrage exploded, and the fans were even more wronged than her.
"I yelled at the phone for a few minutes and my voice became hoarse, you know!"
"We said it!!!"
"Develop the barrage voice function for me @橙汁TV"
"Sanli's social death, your platform has to bear a lot of responsibility @橙汁TV"
"..."
Wen Li glanced at the closed bathroom door, and even thought about not going out for the rest of her life, and just nestling in this bathroom for the rest of her life.
She scratched her hair in embarrassment, no matter what, she downloaded the live broadcast first.
"I'll start the live broadcast first."
"do not"
"We want to see the same frame"
"Same!!! Frame!!!"
"Sanli, don't be afraid if he dares to laugh at you, we will help you!"
"Come back tired! Come back tired!"
No matter how much the fans cried, Wen Li firmly turned off the live broadcast, and took a look at Weibo by the way.
#文莉直播转车#[Explosion]
#宋颜力报回家#[Explosion]
#世界有你#[Hot]
#Please Live Platform Develop Barrage Voice Function#[Hot]
#文莉版今日夫人不在家#[Hot]
#On how crazy can a female star be when she is alone at home#[Hot]
She clicked on the top search, and the top one was the screen recording of her live broadcast just now.
The top bone spirit in the world: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha Wen Li's live broadcast today is really too funny. The effect of this live broadcast is so full that it's pathetic and funny. Song Yan, what do you owe Wen Li with?!!! [Video link]」
At one point in the video, there is a deafening DJ song, and Wen Li, who is wearing a cotton pad, is swaying to the rhythm of the music.
Then a tall figure suddenly appeared from the open bathroom door.
The man's face was slightly tired, he was still dragging the suitcase in his right hand, and he was wearing a windproof jacket in his left hand, and he was directly at the door of the bathroom, with three points of shock, three points of confusion, and four points of "did I go to the wrong door?" in his eyes.
After watching for tens of seconds, the tiredness on his face was gone, his deep eyebrows were full of smiles, and his obviously raised eyelids were bent into thin lines by laughter. He didn't call out Wen Li, leisurely I just stood at the door and enjoyed the whole "concert" quietly.
Then when the performance was over, he closed the door for his wife intimately.
"I didn't expect it to be so funny before I clicked in"
"Hahahahaha she's so cute"
"It turns out that sexy and cute are worthless in front of sand sculptures"
"Why are you all laughing and I see this paragraph is full of sugar? Is this the super power of CP fans?"
"I got it, I got it, I got it, I declare that I got it"
"..."
She was so ashamed that she was thrown at grandpa's house, can she still knock
There are also many emoticons that have been made. The most original pictures of Louzhonglouqiu are the "you when the head teacher is not in the classroom" and "the eyes of the head teacher" emoticons set by her and Song Yan.
It was already half an hour before Wen Li finished her mental preparation and walked out of the bathroom.
Song Yan is not in the living room.
Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered that the camera in the living room should still be on, so he quickly touched the living room and turned off the two cameras.
Then he collapsed on the sofa, planning to spend the night in the living room like this.
The house is located in the Xicheng District of Yancheng, full of commercialization, bustling and bustling, traffic flow at night like a dragon, everywhere is decorated with neon lights, because this is a high-end mansion, many celebrities and celebrities have real estate here, and there are paparazzi everywhere outside Well, if she leaves and hides outside at this time, it will be a delicious meal delivered to her door.
The phone was still vibrating, and messages from the manager to the director team, from family members to friends flooded the interface.
Including the cold-blooded uncle who opposed her so much that he never asked her about her work.
Uncle: "[Weibo text]"
Uncle: "Look at what you look like"
Veteran cadres who don't even have a Weibo account know about it, and Wen Li knows that this live broadcast is really out of the circle.
Artists have no privacy, and she also knows that, when she was in the second and third tiers a few years ago, she didn't play tricks in front of the camera, just like Sister Dan said, today's matter is not black material for her, on the contrary It can also suck powder for her.
After passing the critical point of embarrassment, she figured it out, maybe tomorrow she will post a Weibo to play tricks with netizens and fans.
Wen Li stared in the direction of the master bedroom, her gaze seemed to pierce through the door.
So why can't she just open the door of the master bedroom openly and tell the person inside that today is the result of the live broadcast, and she herself is very normal both mentally and mentally.
He is also an entertainer, and he will definitely understand.
What are you afraid of
Unable to explain, Wen Li grabbed the sofa pillow and hugged her in her arms. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, as if she couldn't figure it out.
It wasn't until Song Yan called her that she opened her eyes in a daze, only to realize that she had fallen asleep lying on the sofa.
"Go back to bed." He said.
Wen Li pursed her lips, turned over, faced the back of the sofa, left the back of her head to him, and said sullenly, "I'll sleep here tonight."
There is no bed in the second bedroom, and the mattress is hard. It is not as comfortable as sleeping on the sofa.
Song Yan didn't speak for a long time, Wen Li felt that he was squatting behind her, breathing deeply and shallowly.
Then he spoke, with a smile in his voice: "Tired from dancing just now?"
boom-
Wen Li heard the sound of his sanity exploding, and Song Yan precisely stepped on the minefield.
"You!" She sat up, looking as if she was going to have a big fight.
"What about me?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows and argued with her slowly, "I have a concert when I'm not at home, and I keep a straight face when I get home. Why do you still call me to come back?"
The most taboo of arguing with others is that the other party's reaction is flat, as if hitting cotton with a fist, very aggrieved.
He even took a bite back!
Wen Li was out of breath: "Is it because you came back with a straight face? It's because you didn't tell me in advance when you came back, you hurt me, hurt me—"
She was so angry that it was difficult to breathe, and her chest was panting, and there were soft hills and hills rising and falling clearly through the fabric, which intertwined with her breathing and disturbed people's thoughts.
Song Yan withdrew his gaze, tilted his head and asked, "What harmed you?"
"You made me so..." Wen Li gave him a hard look, and said the most aggrieved words in the most vicious tone, "You made me so ashamed!"
Song Yan suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Do you know how many people are watching your live broadcast tonight?"
"What?" Wen Li was taken aback.
Song Yan said in a low voice: "You don't worry about losing face in front of tens of millions of viewers, why do you change your standards for me?"
If this is true, ask Wen Li.
That's right, if she really felt ashamed, why would she broadcast it live? She deliberately created laughs to interact with fans.
She has double standards for Song Yan.
You can play dumb in front of fans, show cuteness and make fun of it, but always hold it in front of Song Yan, you can't afford to lose face at all.
Wen Li was speechless.
"Then, is that my double standard?" She frowned uncertainly.
Song Yan nodded, as if to reassure her that it was all right: "Yeah."
Wen Li coughed, patted her clothes and stood up, and said to him in an understatement tone: "Okay, then this matter will be over, and it will not be mentioned in the future."
Wen Li thought that she was making trouble for no reason, so she quickly exposed the matter.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Wen Li finished washing first, and lay on the soft and comfortable big bed in the master bedroom, leaving half of the bed for Song Yan.
When Song Yan also washed up and lay down on the bed, Wen Li was still playing with his mobile phone. Without saying anything, he turned off the camera and headlights, and left a small bedside lamp for her to illuminate.
In the past two years, she has often been out to make announcements, and Song Yan agrees, but because of the variety show, the program crew said that their regular house was the main shooting location, and the utilization rate of this room has really increased.
Only when someone slept next to her did she feel like she was married.
In the past few months of program recording, they will often meet and even cooperate in acting in front of the camera.
She turned her back to Song Yan, and suddenly said: "Teacher Song."
Song Yan responded with sleepiness: "Huh?"
She pondered for a long time before asking: "Didn't you say that there was a temporary notice and you couldn't come back? Why did you come back again?"
"I originally planned to come back to live broadcast with you today."
Wen Li was a little disdainful: "Actually, I can handle it by myself if you don't come back."
"I can see it." His voice was deep, and the sound of sleepy breathing even overshadowed the low and tired voice, "With his own efforts, he has accounted for five trending searches, and Mr. Wen is amazing."
Being complimented, Wen Li clicked her tongue, with a little complacency in her tone: "You know it all, so why are you coming back?"
Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his voice faded from sleepiness, and he asked softly, "You don't want me to come back?"
"No." She said firmly.
The man tensed his chin calmly, and the dim light by the bedside illuminated his lake-like eyes.
But then she spoke again.
In a very low voice, there was blame, arrogance, and thoughtfulness that she wanted to hide but couldn't hide.
"If you can't push the job, don't push it next time. I can handle it alone. I can still complete the KPI without you."
Wen Li felt that her attitude was very arrogant, and Song Yan could never tell that she cared about him with her humanitarian spirit.
Then she heard the man behind her sigh.
After not hearing an answer for a long time, Wen Li turned to look at him: "Are you already asleep?"
As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Song Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Wen Li panicked, and quickly moved her eyes away: "Why don't you make a sound when you're not asleep?"
"Thinking about something."
"What's the matter?"
"Do you know why dogs are closer to people than cats, but many people still like cats?"
A cat is a creature that is withdrawn and arrogant, and every time it gets close, it seems to be giving alms to others. God seems to know that this kind of creature is not attractive, so he gave it an appearance that conforms to human aesthetics, a beautiful face, and clear pupils. The fluffy and soft body, and the meowing sound of milk.
But every time this kind of creature is willing to condescend a little bit, snuggle up to the human being, meow, and rub it gently with its soft body, then the human being will lose all defenses.
I just want to tie this tsundere little thing in my arms and rub it until it gets irritable and pushes away people and runs away.
Wen Li snorted: "Do you want to raise a cat? Don't do it, cat fur will fly all over the sky."
Song Yan smiled casually, stretched out her fingertips and twirled a strand of her long hair that was scattered beside the pillow.
"I'm ashamed to say that I lost so much hair in the bathroom."
Wen Li turned her head again, eyes full of humiliation, and asked him sharply, "Are you mocking me for being bald?"
"..."
Seeing that the man was speechless by her words, Wen Li cut off and ignored him.
—
Halfway through the recording of the first episode, the post-production editing has been working overtime recently. Since Wen Li's live broadcast went out, the number of fans on the official Weibo account has soared by a third in an instant. Every comment on the trailer is urging the feature film to come out soon.
Wen Li originally thought that the content of the first issue would stop at Song Yan's return to Yancheng, but the director team gave her another problem temporarily.
It is said that it was used as a small easter egg at the end of the first issue, and the scripts of each female guest are the same.
"behave in a spoiled manner"
"Isn't the first script a 'surprise'? Why did you change to acting like a baby again?"
The editor and director explained with a smile: "Isn't this too general? So let's refine it."
Surprise to act like a baby, isn't that still the same word, isn't it still very general? Is there a difference
Wen Li thought to herself that this is not as good as the scripted variety show she recorded before. At least they have clearly arranged the controversial points, so that the guests don't need to think about it.
"The other female guests have already started recording, please understand, Mr. Wen, our editing brother hasn't slept for two days."
Wen Li asked sideways, "Including which pair?"
"Which is right?" The editor and director didn't understand at first, but his mind turned quickly, "Oh, that's right, I recorded it, the performance is very good, and I am very loving."
"..."
Good guy, if you don't fight for steamed buns, she will not lose.
The author has something to say:
Sanli: The hunk acts like a baby and is afraid! No! Afraid!
Teacher Song: Lie down