The boyfriend who fell in love and killed each other suddenly said that he wanted to show his affect

Live broadcasting on mobile phones is still somewhat different from the previous live broadcasting on computers.

Lin Mingfei took a while to figure out the background operation of the live broadcast room.

In this short period of time, the number of viewers has risen to an astonishing number.

Lin Mingfei looked at the screen and found that the live broadcast room of this meeting had been flooded with various gifts and barrage.

——Mingfei's first live broadcast!Gift brush up!

——This costume, are you filming a costume drama?My next movie is an ancient setting?

——Seeing that Mingfei is fine and still able to broadcast live, I feel relieved. The news last night really scared me to death QAQ

——The face of the male god is still so handsome, Ma Ma asked me why I kept licking the screen!

He squinted his eyes, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find how to block it, so he had to give up.

Yang Xi watched the live broadcast on his mobile phone and reminded: "Don't just be in a daze, say a few words."

"The main purpose of the live broadcast today is to tell everyone that I'm fine." Lin Mingfei greeted the screen full of white bullet screens, and said, "The coercive accident is true, but I didn't suffer any injuries. I'm sorry for worrying you."

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The bullet screen was too fast, and it turned into an afterimage and flew past without finishing a sentence. Lin Mingfei could only find a few replies based on his impressions: "This is a costume, but it's not a new movie. It's in the recording of "" Who is the actor" program."

"The specific content of the program will be kept secret for the time being. Everyone will know it when it is broadcast. I hope there will be more support."

——Ming Fei is still on the set after dinner, have you eaten yet?

Lin Mingfei was silent for a while, pointed the camera at the food next to him, and coughed lightly: "I am about to eat. Before the broadcast, the manager told me that the live broadcast should not be less than half an hour, so today I will live broadcast the meal."

The barrage was blank for a rare moment, and then it was swiped by a series of "hhhhhhhhhhh live eating".

——What kind of show operation is eating live?

——I’ve seen celebrities cook live, but this is the first time I’ve seen them eat live, and what’s even scarier is eating boxed meals live.

——Is the box lunch provided by the program group?When the camera swept over it just now, I looked at it, and it was actually quite rich.

Mentioning this, Lin Mingfei finally felt that he had something to say: "No, I asked my assistant to buy this for me, the box lunch provided by the program team..."

He paused, with a horrible expression on his face: "...It's hard to say."

——hhhhhhhh what's with this disgusted expression!

——Mingfei, you are too cute.

——Suddenly curious about the box lunch provided by the program group.

——Lin Mingfei, has your high-cold personality design collapsed?

Someone also asked Lin Mingfei where the live broadcast was, and why there were always people walking around behind the scenes.

——It looks like they are outside. Are those people in the distance the staff of the program group?

——The little sister who walked over in the red dress just now is actually quite beautiful.

Lin Mingfei simply pushed the camera back to get a clearer picture of the staff behind him: "Well, it's the staff of the program group, packing up the props in the afternoon. There will be a night scene in the evening, and they will arrange it later scene, there may be no time to eat."

"Some people always say that actors work hard all night while filming. In fact, I have been filming for more than ten years, and I still feel that the staff behind the scenes are a little bit harder." Lin Mingfei was a little tired holding his mobile phone, and put it on a chair to find an angle. "While we were resting and eating, they were still busy making preparations."

"And they don't receive flowers and applause, and the audience may not realize their efforts at all—" Lin Mingfei paused here, as if he was missing something, "No one can be perfect. When I was filming, I often It’s normal for the staff to make omissions in the midst of their busy schedule.”

The scrolling speed of the barrage suddenly slowed down.

Lin Mingfei continued: "The coercive accident is something that no one wants, but I still hope you don't criticize the staff too much. Maybe they are not careful enough, but... After all, I am still here."

"No one can insist on never making mistakes." Lin Mingfei cast his eyes on the staff in the distance, "Since there are no serious consequences, I hope everyone can be more tolerant."

——Is Ming Fei speaking for the staff?

——This passage is too warm.

——Thinking about it, this is indeed the case. No matter how good the show was in the past, no one praised the staff behind the scenes. When an accident happened, they were immediately sprayed with blood.

——I scolded the staff all night yesterday, and now I suddenly feel a little ashamed, just like what Mingfei said, no one wants such an accident to happen, since Mingfei is fine, let's be more tolerant.

The serious Lin Mingfei will never be overwhelmed, and he has set himself up as a warm man with a few words.

The bullet screen was silent for a moment, and the painting style suddenly became heavy.

Yang Xi reminded him in a low voice that the atmosphere of the live broadcast was too dignified, so let him liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Mingfei was thinking about what to change the topic when the originally slow barrage suddenly swiped across the screen.

Squinting his eyes, the entire phone screen was filled with the word "Chu Lin".

Chu Lin walked behind him at some point, holding a box of lunch in his hand, and asked softly, "Mingfei, can I come to your place for a meal?"

The timing was a coincidence, so Lin Mingfei didn't need to think about how to change the subject.

It's just that the screen exploded for a moment, except for "Chu Lin", I couldn't see other content at all.

Lin Mingfei didn't move the phone fixed on the chair, turned to look at Chu Lin: "Why are you here?"

"Let's have a meal." Chu Lin showed Lin Mingfei the boxed lunch in his hand, "The assistant went to help me get the wound medicine, and it was too late to buy a meal. The boxed lunch provided by the program team was really... hard to swallow."

After comparing Lin Mingfei's sumptuous dinner before, the boxed lunch that Chu Lin was holding in his hand really made people feel that he couldn't look directly at it—it was too bland, and he couldn't even see a piece of meat.

It’s not that the show crew treated the guests harshly. It is said that the box lunches are provided to the staff, guests and judges uniformly, but these days, there are at least three or four dietitians and dietitians behind the diet of the stars, and few of them will actually go. When receiving a lunch box, you bring your own or ask your assistant to buy one.

The only ones who really eat this box lunch are the staff.

This time, Chu Lin brought a boxed lunch from somewhere, probably the worst one, and came running to him like a showman, and sold it badly during the live broadcast. Lin Mingfei thought for a moment, but didn't refuse: "Come on. It's just that the assistant bought it There are many."

Hearing this, Chu Lin sat down directly next to Lin Mingfei. He pretended to find the mobile phone on the chair at this moment, squinted his eyes, and a look of surprise flashed across his face: "Are you live broadcasting?"

With the effort of the conversation between the two, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has doubled several times.

The speed of action of Chu Lin's fans has always left the fan circle dumbfounded. He squatted along Lin Mingfei's live broadcast room to his idol, and soon danced ecstatically on the barrage.

Lin Mingfei's fans were not to be outdone. The two families had been fighting for several years, but now they were squeezed together, and the bullet screen in the live broadcast room quickly became their battlefield.

"En." Lin Mingfei responded, not caring about the bloody bombardment on the barrage.

When talking about eating live, it’s really just eating. Since Chu Lin entered the live broadcast room, Lin Mingfei couldn’t see clearly or understand the words on the barrage, and he didn’t chat with fans at all. He listened carefully to Chu Lin's words.

"Where did you buy this rice? It's actually better than the ones I bought before."

"You have to ask my assistant, he ran to buy it." The appearance of the two sitting together eating was surprisingly warm on the live broadcast, "I am still familiar with this film and television city, and there are only a few restaurants around. I'll tell you the address later."

Chu Lin smiled: "I can't eat you for free, I will treat you to dinner after the program is finished."

Lin Mingfei put the finished lunch box on the chair and looked up at him: "Okay. I won't be able to get rid of me with just a box lunch."

"Guaranteed to satisfy you."

With the continuous interaction, the barrage in the live broadcast room is also much more harmonious. After all, my male gods seem to get along well and are very familiar with each other. Except for a few extreme ones who are still spraying each other, other fans are not good at fighting in front of their idols. .

The barrage immediately went through the process from "Looking at how delicious they are eating, I'm actually hungry, even though I just had dinner" to "Ahhhhhhhhh Chu Lin, are you talking about Teacher Lin?"

There is no doubt that there must be another CP fan mixed in.

After dinner, Lin Mingfei was about to turn off the live broadcast, when Chu Lin's assistant came over with medicine.

The hand that just touched the phone screen paused, and then took the medicine from the assistant: "Give it to me."

Chu Lin's assistant was a little confused, Lin Mingfei smiled at him: "I'll give him medicine."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Mingfei turned his head and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Yesterday, I also want to thank Chu Lin for catching me down there, otherwise I might be broadcasting live to you in the hospital now."

Chu Lin was a little dissatisfied with his words: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Naturally, it was impossible to change the dressing for the wound on the back, and he was afraid of scaring the fans, so Lin Mingfei just carefully folded up the long sleeves of his costume and asked his assistant to hold it.

Lin Mingfei gave him medicine once yesterday, and he was very skilled.

The wound on his arm healed a lot after one night, but it was still bruised and purple. Lin Mingfei lowered his eyelids, applied ointment on a cotton swab, and gently rubbed it on the wound.

The two inevitably got a little close.

"Does it hurt?" Afraid that he would not be able to control his strength, and Chu Lin's expression changed slightly, Lin Mingfei couldn't help but stop and let the cotton swab slightly wipe the wound.

The skin felt itchy from being rubbed, Chu Lin narrowed his eyes: "It's okay."

"Then I'll be lighter."

No one spoke after that.

In order to see the location of the wound clearly, Lin Mingfei leaned towards Chu Lin unconsciously, his hair almost touching Chu Lin's chin.

Chu Lin slightly turned his head to look at him.

Yang Xi, who was squatting at the live broadcast, couldn't help frowning.

From the perspective of the live broadcast, the faces of the two seemed to be stuck together.

Inexplicably ambiguous.

In fact, ever since Chu Lin appeared in the live broadcast room, Yang Xi felt that there was a strange aura floating between them.

It was obviously an ordinary action, but the two of them did it with the tacit understanding and affection between lovers.

Yang Xi suspected that he was usually psychologically affected by their love and affection.

But looking at the barrage, he was not the only one who had this idea.

——I don’t know why, but I always feel like I’m watching a couple show their affection.

——There is an inexplicable sour feeling of being fed dog food.

——These two seem to be a good match. Is it my illusion? I feel that the relationship between them is extremely ambiguous, and the relationship is a little closer than friends.

Yang Xi began to hesitate whether to let them continue the live broadcast.

There is always an illusion that something is going to happen.

Lin Mingfei threw the used cotton swabs into the trash bag, took out a few more and held them in his hand. With the other hand, he squeezed the uninjured part of Chu Lin's arm: "The injury is much worse than mine."

After a pause, he couldn't help asking again: "You yesterday..."

Chu Lin turned to look at him: "Huh? What happened yesterday?"

It is inevitable to feel pain when applying the medicine, but after being pinched by Lin Mingfei, Chu Lin felt as if his entire arm had been injected with anesthesia injections. All the pain disappeared instantly, and the only sense of touch was left in the palm of Lin Mingfei heat.

For a moment, he didn't notice how hot and affectionate he was looking at Lin Mingfei.

"The incident happened suddenly yesterday, what were you thinking at that time, how dare you rush over to save me just like that?"

As soon as this question came out, Yang Xi suddenly felt something was wrong, and before he could take any action, Chu Lin on the other side answered.

"I didn't think about anything at the time, and people rushed over." He said, "I can't watch you get hurt in front of me."

……

Yang Xi no longer dared to look at what was going on on the barrage.

He stood up abruptly, walked to the two of them, picked up his mobile phone, and said, "This is the end of today's live broadcast."

Then the live broadcast was turned off.

Manager Yang looked at the two close friends with a half-smile: "Do you still remember that you are live broadcasting?"

Lin Mingfei blinked, a little inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Chu Lin also looked puzzled: "What's the problem?"

"..." Yang Xi had nothing to say for a moment.

The frightening thing is not that the artists under them show affection unscrupulously, but the frightening thing is that they haven't realized that they are showing affection by doing so.