Help, I hugged the actor

As the news gradually fermented, the identity of the person behind it seemed to become more and more obvious.

But just after six o'clock in the evening, someone suddenly posted a new melon, which was Jiang Luo's comment on other fanfiction, and even a short joke written by him!

In addition to stars, the protagonists of these fanfictions also have virtual characters from animation movies, and even Pepsi and delicious fans. As for sexuality, it is even more complicated, bl, gl, bg, gb... everything.

And the Weibo that posted this melon was a small account that had been registered for less than a month and seemed to have not been used much.

Not long after this melon was posted, an entertainment big V reposted it jokingly, and commented: This... Actually, I think it’s amazing to learn so many fan works. Big stars probably don’t have so much free time.

Netizens said that they should wait and see, this situation is really confusing.

And some cheating girls said confusedly: [This state is too familiar, are you sure you stole someone else's account? @喵喵喵 No. 303 original owner can’t come out and explain? 】

[Don't look for the landlord, this must be a conspiracy. 】

[Is it just me who thinks this setting is cute?He is gentle and gentle in front of others, but secretly likes to read all kinds of fanfiction. 】

[Sister, you are not alone! 】

[It's better not to talk about it, it's not sure if it's Chuchu? 】

【Hey, what's so cute about this kind of thing?Are you drilling into my head and spying on my thoughts? 】

[My 40-meter broadsword was almost confiscated, and my friendly army was buried generously. 】

The wind direction on the Internet changed temporarily, but soon, it was obvious that the black fans of the navy began to jump up and down again, and there was a commotion in the comments.

#江初对同人文应多爱# Once again on the hot search.

And all of this, Jiang Luo didn't know, he was talking about literary works with Lin Puqing.

Lin Puqing prefers to read the classics of the war series, especially those that tell the history of World War II.

However, the books Jiang Luo had read were quite messy. Personally, he still liked the novels of some famous modern writers, and he was also particularly obsessed with prose, especially San Ji of Xing Xing.

He is fascinated by the expression that combines reality and ideal.

Maybe it's because Jiang Luo didn't have a good discussion with others in this time when he was very expressive, which made Jiang Luo very eager to express his views, but when he grew up, his life became busier, and almost no one wanted to talk to him about these things. .

Every precious communication time makes him very excited.

Lin Puqing was talking to Jiang Luo, but he was thinking about other things.

The way Jiang Luo danced and danced was so cute, I wanted to rub him into my arms, and even if I went back, I had to catch him and never let him run away.

If they go back, that guy Jiang Chu will definitely stop them, just like what he did back then.But it's okay, first lure this little cutie into your mouth and eat it in one bite.

Lin Puqing was thinking about it, and his eyes gradually became abnormal, but Jiang Luo didn't notice it, and continued to make cute movements.

"Lin Puqing, in fact, you don't really want to go back to the original world, do you?"

"Huh? How do you say it?" Lin Puqing was interrupted, a little confused.

Jiang Luo looked a little disappointed, and said, "It feels like you are always cooperating with me, and you are not in a hurry."

"Why do you think like this?" Lin Puqing said: "It is true that I am cooperating with you, but I just didn't understand the rules at the beginning. Didn't I take the initiative later?"

"Yes." Jiang Luo scratched his ears, "Then what..."

Looking at Jiang Luo's embarrassed expression, Lin Puqing couldn't help laughing, and wanted to touch Jiang Luo's head, but his arm suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he accidentally bumped into the knife thrown on the table.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Luo saw the knife, stood up, and asked nervously, "Did it get cut? Where did the knife come from?"

"It should be the knife I just brought to cut the paper. It's okay, the wound is not big." Lin Puqing raised his arm and looked at the wound on the outside of his arm in a very awkward posture. Blood slowly seeped out from the gap.

Jiang Luo hurriedly went to the drawer to find a Band-Aid.

"It's okay, it won't flow for a while." Lin Puqing didn't care too much, anyway, the wound was very shallow, and it would solidify within a few minutes.

Jiang Luo had already taken out the Band-Aid and said, "Don't move, I'll put a Band-Aid on you."

"No need..." Seeing Jiang Luo's expression, Lin Puqing had no choice but to raise her arms obediently, and was captured directly. It was so cute.

After wiping off the blood with a wet cotton swab, the wound no longer oozes blood. Jiang Luo then said: "It's better to treat the wound in time. If there is a scar, you have to work hard on the retoucher."

"I thought it was me that you felt sorry for." Lin Puqing said sadly.

"Distressed, distressed, anyway, you remember."

"I don't want to remember," Lin Puqing said very capriciously, "You help me remember."

"Can I still help you remember for a lifetime?" Jiang Luo complained.

After putting on the Band-Aid, Jiang Luo still didn't hear Lin Puqing's answer. When he looked up, he saw him looking at him with a strange look.

"What... what's wrong?"

Lin Pu looked at Jiang Luo quietly, and suddenly said, "Isn't it possible?"

"What can I do?" Jiang Luo realized, his face was burning hot, and he stood up abruptly to throw out the trash.

"Stay with me forever." Lin Puqing shouted from behind.

"What?" Jiang Luo turned his head abruptly, his eyes widening.

"I like you and want to be with you forever, how about it? Are you willing?" Lin Puqing thought that he was really crazy.

"Lin Puqing..." Jiang Luo was dumbfounded.

Lin Puqing sighed, and sure enough, he still had to give him time, so he said, "How is it? How about this kind of confession?"

Jiang Luo's face turned red instantly, just now he thought Lin Puqing was confessing his love.

Jiang Luo was a little annoyed, "Are you taking revenge for what I said yesterday that you wouldn't confess?"

Lin Puqing had a bad expression, and said, "Maybe? How about you talk about this kind of confession first."

"It's pretty good." Jiang Luo hesitated, anyway, his heart was moved... Heartbeat, heartbeat!Jiang Luo slammed the Band-Aid box.

Fortunately, Lin Puqing asked, "How did you feel when you heard the confession from the male god?"

"I don't feel it!" Jiang Luo didn't want to admit it, "Best actor Lin, you call yourself a male god, you are too narcissistic."

"I'm not a male god?" Lin Puqing seemed to have heard some joke, and lifted the hem of his clothes, "With my perfect muscles and handsome face..."

Jiang Luo made a conscious effort to recognize it too far, and then he reacted and turned his head again, "Can you pay attention to the impact?"

He rubbed his shoes on the floor unconsciously, staring straight into Lin Puqing's eyes.

Lin Puqing understood instantly, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So you like this hanging?"

Jiang Luo looked away as if he was so hot, Lin Puqing's eyes were more alluring than his abs.

Jiang Luo muttered: "Don't show your flesh when you disagree with me, I reasonably suspect that your fans are all for your muscles."

Lin Puqing was happy, and said: "The joke is not for my muscles, but can it be for my acting skills?"

Jiang Luo looked disgusted, turned and left.

"Where are you going?"

"bathroom."

Lin Puqing looked at Jiang Luo's back, and murmured, "It looks like it's going to be fucked."

Jiang Luo's mobile phone on the table blinked, Zhang Ke called.

"Hello," Lin Puqing said, "Jiang...he is not here at the beginning."

"Who are you?" Zhang Ke glanced at the screen of the phone inexplicably, and it was Jiang Chu's that was fine.

"I'm Lin Puqing." Lin Puqing smiled.

"Why are you at your place? Forget it. Help Jiang Chu and tell Jiang Chu that the person who spread the rumors was found this afternoon. It turned out to be Xiao Wang. It's a good thing we treated him so well."

"The assistant next to Jiang Chu before?"

"Yes, you just need to tell him, and we will deal with this matter."

"Wait, I can't tell him." Lin Puqing knew that Xiao Wang had appeared many times before, and it seemed that Jiang Luo trusted him very much and treated him like an older brother. If he knew about this, he might be very sad Sample.

"why?"

Lin Puqing did not answer, but said: "Xiao Wang, I guess he was not the only one who did this. We must find the mastermind behind it. I will ask someone for help, please keep it secret first."

"Oh, good." Zhang Ke hung up the phone with an inexplicable expression. After a while, he suddenly remembered, isn't this his job? !

In the bathroom, Jiang Luo splashed water on his face and squinted at himself in the mirror.

"Ahhhhhh!" Jiang Luo helplessly covered his face, just now, his heartbeat was so fast that his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Jiang Luo raised his head, his face in the mirror was already flushed, and Lin Pu was so honest, he was provocative at every turn.

In other words, if this continues, I will almost forget what my face looks like...

"You forgot your own face?" Lin Puqing was overjoyed after listening to Jiang Luo's complaints, laughing until tears came out.

Jiang Luo looked at Lin Puqing helplessly.

"Come on, come on, give me a pen, and I'll help you recall." Lin Puqing sat up straight and waved to Jiang Luo.

"You want to draw?" Jiang Luo half-believingly gave Lin Puqing a double-ended oil-based marker, and took out a notebook from the stack of books.

"Wow, just let me take this painting?" Lin Puqing looked at the marker pen dumbfounded.

"The pen is out of ink, and the gel pen is broken, or should I ask He Li to buy some?" Jiang Luo sat next to Lin Puqing.

"No, this will do." Lin Puqing picked up the pen and tentatively drew a stroke on the paper, before continuing to draw the lines just now.

Jiang Luo watched quietly from the side. Seeing that the paper gradually took shape, he suddenly thought of a question, "How do you know what I look like?"

Lin Puqing was stunned for a moment, and said, "Guess."

"???"

"Okay, now you sit across from me, compare your brother's face, and I'll draw again."

"My brother and I look different." Although Jiang Luo said so, he still listened to Lin Puqing and sat across from him.

Lin Puqing's subordinates did not move quickly, and looked up at Jiang Luo from time to time.

Ten minutes passed, and Jiang Luo opened the book boredly, continuing to read from where he read it last time.

"Okay." Lin Puqing finally put down his pen.

"Let me see." Jiang Luo suddenly raised his head and took the notebook.

Jiang Luo was really shocked when he saw the painting on it, it's so ugly!

"Cough," Lin Puqing tore off the painting embarrassingly, "Actually, I'm not very good at drawing."

"Then you still..." Jiang Luo snatched the piece of paper from Lin Puqing's hand, and looked at it carefully. In fact, he still felt that way. He folded it and put it in the book, and said, "It's okay. , It’s good, it feels a lot like me.”