Entertainment: The Most Powerful God

Lü Zhe only had about 90 followers on Weibo, less than 100.

Most of them were lurkers who rarely used Weibo.

After this Weibo post was published, it only had a few dozen views. Such data was somewhat fake.

Lü Zhe could only shake his head helplessly and close his Weibo account.........

Zhou Erke, on the other side, was live streaming when she suddenly heard a notification sound from her phone.

This is a notification that only people who are specially followed on Weibo will receive when they post on Weibo.

Zhou Erke was startled. The only person she specially followed on Weibo was Lu Zhe. Her purpose was to see what Lu Zhe usually posted on Weibo. He did n’t seem to post status updates in the circle of friends. I have added his Feiyu account for so long, but I have never seen him post any status updates.

What a weirdo!

Zhou Erke had no choice but to wait.

I didn’t expect that Lu Zhe would actually post on Weibo for the first time.

"I want to see what you will post, is it a selfie?"Zhou Erke smiled mischievously, but she was looking forward to it.

When Lu Zhe said he was a handsome guy, Zhou Erke didn't believe it at all.

But subconsciously, she still wanted Lu Zhe to be a super handsome guy, otherwise if he was a middle-aged uncle, she would probably lack interest.

But when she opened it, she was a little disappointed.

There was no picture, just a line of words

"It should be something like mood. Zhou Erke looked over, but suddenly her eyes widened. It was not.

This looked.......It actually looks like a poem!

"He can also write poetry?"Zhou Erke was surprised and looked over.

The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death.

It is that I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you............

Just a few opening sentences made Zhou Erke's heart tremble.

These simple words, without fancy words, were more like returning to the basics, hitting the deepest part of one's soul.

A faint sadness filled her heart!

"The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death........What a profound understanding this is."Zhou Erke murmured to herself:"Only those who have experienced the most heart-wrenching love and have become indifferent to the feelings of life can write such a poem? But why can Lu Zhe, at this age, also write it? Has he ever experienced something?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Erke couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken, a feeling of being unable to breathe.

Thinking of how Lu Zhe was usually very indifferent, and occasionally humorous, it was completely invisible, but poetry would not lie.

She could clearly feel the heart-wrenching sadness from it.

"The furthest distance in the world, I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you." Zhou Erke chewed on this sentence carefully, but it was as if something extremely important to her was taken away.

Could this be what Lu Zhe said to a girl he liked?

Zhou Erke was a little flustered!

She didn't know why she had such emotions. She didn't understand at all.

"Am I in love with him?" Zhou Erke shook her head:"No way, no way, we haven't even met, how could I possibly like him?"

But she felt more and more uncomfortable, and the live broadcast stopped. In the entire live broadcast room, millions of people just stared at Zhou Erke in a daze.

Tick-tock!

Zhou Erke held her phone, and tears just kept falling.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

"Why did the anchor suddenly start crying?"

"Erke, say something. You were so happy before, but why did you start crying after looking at your phone?"

"Could it be that he has been heartbroken?"

"How is that possible? Zhou Erke has always been single, so where did her boyfriend come from?"

"............."

The whole live broadcast room was filled with comments.

But Zhou Erke ignored them and just stared at the poem of several hundred words. The more she read, the more uncomfortable she felt.

After a long time, Zhou Erke finally let out a sigh of relief and looked at the live broadcast room that had gone a little crazy. Comments about her broken heart were floating up.

She couldn't help but feel a little shy, but the feeling just now seemed..........It was very painful, not much different from a broken heart. Although she had never had a boyfriend and could not understand, she could tell that the feeling just now was extremely uncomfortable.

"No, I must go find him and ask him clearly. Zhou Erke seemed to have made up her mind:"Go now!" She did n't even want to care about her favorite live broadcast. She just wanted to ask what the poem written by Lu Zhe meant. If she didn't figure it out, she would probably be in a bad state.

"Dear audience, I am really sorry. Due to some things, today's live broadcast will end here. See you tomorrow!" Zhou Erke wanted to smile, but when she thought of the poem just now, she couldn't laugh. She smiled reluctantly and waved to everyone.

"The anchor is indeed heartbroken!"

"If this wasn't a broken heart, I would fuck myself into a meat grinder live!"

"I'm cement sealed!"

"It hurts so much that my goddess was abandoned. Who did it? Tell me, I really want to beat him up!"

".........."

Zhou Erke saw these comments, and although she still felt a little sad, she still tried to hold back her sadness and said,"Don't talk nonsense, it's not because I'm heartbroken. It's because I'm.......Forget it, I'll leave you a suspense. Go to my Weibo and you'll find out."

""Okay, I'm going to end the live broadcast now. Goodbye everyone." After saying that, Zhou Erke turned off the live broadcast without paying attention to the viewers who tried to persuade her to stay.

She took out her phone, thought about it, and forwarded Lu Zhe's Weibo first, and then opened Feiyu with some trepidation.