Do you want to touch porcelain? [Entertainment]

"Strange, why doesn't the blogger I followed before update the news?" Zuo Yan was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, turned to the follow list in his small Weibo, swiped down and asked this question.

"Who?" Wei Jingxing was studying his newly bought tea set, when he saw Zuo Yan lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, he reminded him aloud, "Sit up and look at your phone, lying down is not good for your eyes."

Zuo Yan responded, and sat up as he said, hugging his custom-made CP pillow, moved his position and sat next to Wei Jingxing, and showed him the phone screen.

"Look, it's a blogger I mentioned to you before. The news has stopped a long time ago, saying that there is something wrong with the three-dimensional, and it will not be updated again."

Wei Jingxing saw a familiar profile picture on Zuo Yan's mobile phone, and his hands froze in mid-air.

"Hey! Shui Shui Shui!" Zuo Yan shouted repeatedly, and the last sentence brought Wei Jingxing's attention back.

"Huh? Oh, there's too much water, right?" Wei Jingxing tried to stay calm and put down the teapot, and coughed to hide his shock.

"It's not just too much, brother, you're flooding the Jinshan Temple." Zuo Yan took out a few pieces of paper to wipe the overflowing water. Fortunately, there was a tray underneath, otherwise it would be so painful to pour such hot water on his body.

Zuo Yan asked Wei Jingxing: "Is there something wrong? Was it splashed?"

Wei Jingxing shook his head: "It's fine."

"That's good." Zuo Yan rolled up the wet tissue in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him, "Three points!"

Seeing the person move his buttocks to the toffee chair again, muttering "So why isn't it updated?", Wei Jingxing's eyelids twitched.

My intuition told myself that at this moment, I should act as if I didn't know anything and leave as soon as possible.But at the bottom of his heart, he was afraid that Zuo Yan would find out that under the skin of that cp pink and yellow V was himself... Wei Jingxing wanted to touch his forehead in embarrassment when he thought about it.

It's over, why did I open a small Weibo account at that time?

He quickly interrupted Zuo Yan's thoughts: "Why are you so concerned about a blogger?"

"Just curious." Zuo Yan looked at Xinglu Zhiyan's Weibo homepage, "I really want to know how he ended up with the person I love."

After such a long time, Wei Jingxing has somewhat forgotten what he said on Weibo. While he insisted on interrupting the homepage to prevent him from looking at his phone, he took out his phone to look through it in an attempt to retrieve his past memories, and then

——Destroy corpses and wipe out traces! !

"Whether it's successful or not, I won't talk about it again."

"how do you know?"

"Guess." Wei Jingxing raised his eyelids, and managed to make a calm expression on his face even if he was embarrassed and just wanted to hit the wall. Thinking that so many people would watch it, without the platform of Weibo, I would continue my life elsewhere.”

"That's right, I feel a bit lonely and I don't like to share my feelings with the public." Zuo Yan thought for a while and agreed with Wei Jingxing's thoughts.

Wei Jingxing had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zuo Yan say another "but..."

But?But what?

He picked it up again without finishing sending it in one breath, and at the same time, he quickly read all the Weibo posts he had posted.It's okay, okay, there's nothing to reveal that he is Wei Jingxing.

"But I still want to thank her in person. She has done a lot for us, and everyone likes her very much. I saw someone in the circle saying that no matter who comes to her, as long as they can help, they will help. If they can’t help, they will send an apology. So they all said that this blogger made some of their CP fans really feel at home.”

Zuo Yan leaned his head on the sofa, put his hands behind the cushions, looked at the ceiling and said.

Wei Jingxing didn't expect that so many people were still thinking about him because of his little effort.

Zuo Yan suddenly thought of something, looked at Wei Jingxing and said, "Hey, didn't she say that she is an actress? Wouldn't it be much easier to find someone who is in the same circle as us?"

Wei Jing wiped his sweaty hands indiscriminately: "But the other party might not intend to ask you to find her, what if you think you will disturb her life?"

"That's true." Zuo Yan sighed and gave up the idea, "Then I'll send her a private message to thank her. I don't know if she can see it."

Escaped.Wei Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said to Zuo Yan: "I think it can." This smile is more sincere.

Zuo Yan didn't have any hope: "I hope so."

Wei Jingxing had just written to say something else to divert the topic when he heard the doorbell ring.

Zuo Yan: "Have you bought a courier?"

Wei Jingxing: "I'll go and have a look. It should be that the things that Director Sun said to fill in a few days ago have arrived."

Zuo Yan said "hmm": "Go and do your work."

Wei Jingxing answered the doorbell, and the courier was standing downstairs talking.

Seeing that he was about to go out with the key, Zuo Yan asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"The courier said that there was an urgent order that had been urging, and asked me if I could go down and pick up the courier." Wei Jingxing put on his coat, "Don't take the phone for now, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Okay, let's put it here."

The door is closed.

After only staying for a few seconds, Wei Jingxing's cell phone rang.Zuo Yan picked it up for him: "Hi, he's busy now..."

"Hello, this is the xx training class, sir, your child..."

Zuo Yan took the phone away and looked at it: "What's the matter, it turned out to be a harassing call."

He didn't speak any more, just hung up.

After the phone was hung up, the interface just now appeared automatically, and Zuo Yan discovered that it was the interface of the Weibo app.

"Small... Eh? Isn't this the blogger I told him about?" He said he didn't care, but he clicked directly into his homepage, "Tsk, Comrade Axing, it's not good for you to do this. .”

Zuo Yan cut out the page.

He picked up his mobile phone and continued playing.

After waiting for two or three seconds, I realized: Damn, that's wrong!What he cut is his personal homepage!The above name belongs to that blogger! !

What's going on here? !

Zuo Yan quickly threw himself on the phone, but the screen was not black yet.Nervous and excited as if he was about to discover a big secret, he re-entered the Weibo page.

You read it right, it is indeed a personal homepage, and it is indeed the blogger's name - Xinglu Zhiyan.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!"

Zuo Yan was so nervous that he didn't hold the phone properly and almost fell down.He fluttered for a long time before reaching out to catch the phone, saving it the opportunity to have intimate contact with the earth.

"Gah, you scared me to death." He held his chest and let out a long breath.Before he finished breathing, he saw his name on the main page again.

Zuo Yan was so frightened that he quickly covered the position of his heart with his hands: "...it's so exciting!"

Who would have thought that his CP fan turned out to be one of the CPs? !

Who would have thought of this? !

who? !

Anyway, Zuo Yan couldn't think of it, he just felt that his mind was going to be filled with the trampling of the mud horse.

While waiting for Wei Jingxing to come back, he saw Zuo Yan's big eyes open, empty and lifeless, following the voice towards himself, the voice was erratic as if summoning souls: "I'm back..."

David King:?

Convulsion again?

Not wanting to talk to the abnormal Zuo Yan, Wei Jing walked into the bedroom, unexpectedly Zuo Yan followed in.

"What are you doing here?"

"Let's chat." Zuo Yan said to Wei Jingxing in an erratic tone that didn't belong to Yang Jian, "What do you think, how about I give that fan a set of limited edition albums?"

Wei Jingxing froze: "Why mention him again?"

Zuo Yan looked at him: "I think he is really doing his best as a fan, and I like him a lot, and I think he is a very interesting person. And the more I look at him, the more I feel that he is a bit like your temperament, but we The story between the two is pretty good, it’s still a he.”

Wei Jingxing felt a little uncomfortable, he always felt that Zuo Yan paid too much attention to this blogger, and his life was a little abnormal.

"I don't think I'm much like him."

"How similar, why not? I really like his note-taking style, and I hope he can live his life in peace and joy just like us."

"It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it." Wei Jingxing's tone was a bit blunt.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous?" Zuo Yan looked at him in disbelief.

Wei Jingxing pursed his lips: "No."

He just doesn't like others saying who he looks like, especially Zuo Yan who said such words.

But Wei Jingxing soon discovered that the name "Xinglu Zhiyan" would haunt him for nearly two months, and Zuo Yan would mention such a person from time to time, watching him sulk, and then making a good noise I apologized angrily and said that I would never mention him again, but it will be the same next time.

Zuo Yan said that it turned out to be such an interesting thing to see Wei Jingxing being jealous with himself, and he never got tired of it, spreading his wings back and forth on the edge of Wei Jingxing's bottom line.

Until one day, Wei Jingxing got annoyed by the name "Xinglu Zhiyan", so he boarded his own trumpet in a fit of rage and planned to log out directly, and let Zuo Yan talk about it!

As soon as he boarded, he found that there was a reminder in the news. Wei Jingxing remembered the news that Zuo Yan sent back then, and he was still a little curious about what he sent at that time.

Take a look, take a screenshot and log out after reading it.Wei Jingxing comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, and opened the message box with Zuo Yan.

Wei Jingxing didn't have time to read the basketful of words on it, his eyes were completely glued to the words——

"I know you are Wei Jingxing, so I won't say I know, I'll let you find out for yourself. Hey, it's just for fun~"

"Left Yan!!"

Those who were holding popcorn and watching a movie on the sofa met Wei Jingxing's fire-seeking gaze.

The popcorn was so frightened that it fell, rolled a few times on the ground, and rolled under the sofa.

"Help, I didn't mean to!!"

Zuo Yan's screams resounded throughout the building.