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Under Ye Tinghe's gaze, a girl dared to speak: "She is not with us."

He didn't understand: "What do you mean they are not together?"

Several people showed embarrassment and didn't speak.

The girl who called herself "Xiao He Miao" stepped forward, pushed the banner to him, bowed her head and said, "Don't you know? They are sister fans who also like Lin Zhao, and I only like you. We call ourselves Xiao He Miao. "

Ye Tinghe was stunned for a moment, didn't ask any more questions, and wrote the to sign according to her request. After the girl thanked him, she shrugged and said in a low voice, "Don't blame them. After all, I lied first. When I sneaked in, they didn't care." Know I'm not."

But Ye Tinghe didn't let her go away immediately, raised his head and asked, "Is it so difficult to come to see me? You still have to go undercover to lay an ambush."

The girl looked deeply at the young man with black hair and black eyes in front of her. His quiet eyes were staring at her, as clear and flawless as washed.

For a moment, she couldn't bear to tell him the grievances she had suffered, and she just shook her head lightly: "It's okay, you just need to know that everyone loves you, whether it's sister fan or Xiao Hemiao."

After finishing work in the afternoon, the producer yelled, "Don't leave, please have dinner to celebrate Xiaohe's birthday."Before Ye Tinghe could speak, cheers erupted at the scene, and he had no choice but to follow.

In the middle of the meal, I received a call from Minghuan, saying that the video of the birthday support at noon went out, and many fans clamored to see him, and asked if he was free for a half-hour live broadcast tonight.

Ye Tinghe had just had a drink, his face was red, he instinctively didn't want to speak and just nodded, a few seconds later he heard Minghuan's doubtful voice: "Xiaohe?"

Only then did he react, and said softly, "Yes."

The preparations for this live broadcast were rather hasty. After Ye Tinghe returned to the hotel, he took a shower and simply tidied up before starting.

It may have been caused by the first birthday live broadcast. Although Ji Xu was not often by Ye Tinghe's side in the next few years, he would still watch him a little bit during the live broadcast, and it will be the same this year.

Lin Zhao saw Ye Tinghe in the center of his mobile phone screen. The child should have just taken a bath, his hair has not been dried yet, and the black hair is moist with moisture.He obviously showed up without makeup. For some reason, his ears and the end of his eyes were red, and he looked a little aggrieved.

Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing, and said to Ji Xu, "How many jobs have you arranged for him? I'm going to cry from exhaustion."

"Isn't that what a star's birthday is like? You have to repay as much love as fans have prepared for you." Ji Xu was also a little bit emotional. After talking about something, he glared at Lin Zhao, "Do you think everyone is like you?" , disappearing as soon as this day comes?"

Lin Zhao turned a deaf ear, took the water glass and walked away.

Ye Tinghe propped his head on the screen, staring at the screen seriously and chatting with fans.

Ming Huan arranged for him to connect with fans. The first two sessions were quite satisfactory. They wished him a happy birthday and said a lot of things he liked about him.Ye Tinghe had almost no room to intervene, so he could only nod his head slightly and say thank you with a smile.

The third one was a high school student. He watched his live broadcast in the middle of his homework and asked a question boldly.Although Ye Tinghe solved it, he still taught him seriously: "Don't watch the live broadcast when you are doing your homework."

The fourth one was also young, but coincidentally had the same birthday as Ye Tinghe. Hearing this, the screen was wishing the kid a happy birthday.

But she said that she was not happy today, and Ye Tinghe asked her what was wrong, and she said sullenly that she quarreled with her mother because she bought a cake she didn't like.Ye Tinghe didn't follow the wishes of everyone in the live broadcast room to make her understand her mother, but just asked her which flavor she likes, and promised, "Then I'll give you one."

Seeing this, Ji Xu started to have a headache again: Yep, he's about to be ridiculed by Heizi again.

In general, Ye Tinghe is indeed more obedient and sensible than most artists, but there are often small outliers like this.It doesn't look like a big deal, but it feels a little strange to him, like an instinctive sense of loss of control.

This kind of loss of control can be done on Lin Zhao, but not on Ye Tinghe.

The kid was coaxed by him, and asked excitedly: "Brother, did you quarrel with your family because of such things before?" Ye Tinghe didn't answer immediately.

She thought about it, and soon realized that this question is not suitable for the live broadcast at the moment, so she took the initiative to change the subject, "Did brother chat with mother today? Did she tell you to wish you a happy birthday?"

Under the bright lights in the room, Ye Tinghe smiled and lied as usual: "Yes, she misses me very much, and I miss her very much."

At eleven o'clock in the night, Ye Tinghe finally lay on the bed. He picked up his mobile phone and opened Weibo. He logged in to the same account as last night.

"Miao Miao's 24 Hours" actually gained thousands of followers in this day, Ye Tinghe scrolled down and saw 23 new Weibo posts so far, each of which was posted by a card.

24 Hours of @苗苗的[-] Hours:

second hour

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This painting is the first issue of "Looking for the Leftovers", Ye Tinghe who just came out of the water and was covered with a towel and was wet all over.Sitting next to him is Ren Ju, a well-known friend in Lin Zhao's circle, but still with a blurred face.

The evening wind stirred the young man's hair, he raised his head, and his bright eyes reflected the complicated quarrels in the world.

24 Hours of @苗苗的[-] Hours:

third hour

[picture]

This one depicts Dongting Lake in the setting sun, with fishermen singing late, Ye Tinghe turns around in the gold-like afterglow, and holds the fat hand of a child behind him.

24 hours of @秋苗的[-] hours

fourth hour

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This one is his first birthday live broadcast. He was a little bit overwhelmed by the influx of countless virtual people, but he still laughed at the fun of his sisters.

The fifth, sixth, seventh... are the roles and clips in the TV series and movies he has starred in in the past three years.

Ye Tinghe no longer has the extra energy to think about whether to be ashamed or not. He counted the duration of these works one by one in his heart, thinking almost helplessly: He actually went to see it, this person is really leisurely and leisurely. ah.

He clicked on the comment section under each Weibo, and saw his fans lively discussing and praising Mrs. Immortal in it.

Lin Zhao just posted on Weibo, but didn't reply to any of them, and the number of followers is still clean 1.

He must be such a person, because he got a lot, so he doesn't care about a lot.

Also because... this is a birthday present only for Ye Tinghe.

Thinking of this, Ye Tinghe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated like a drum beating, and every time, it seemed to shake the eardrum.He put down his phone, couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his hot face, stared at the meaningless decoration on the hotel ceiling to stop his thoughts from flying around, and waited until the last hour.

24 hours of @秋苗的[-] hours

Twenty-fourth hour

[Miao Miao happy song]

This is a 3-minute video, Ye Tinghe clicked on it holding his breath.

The picture is not turned on, it is dark, only the sound of tinkling piano flows out from the dark place, the notes pop out one after another like a child, stepping on the grid in the light and shadow of the alley to play the game, it sounds quite cheerful , making people smile unconsciously.

It was hard for Ye Tinghe to imagine what kind of mood Lin Zhao had in order to present such an overly lively song to himself.

In his heart, what kind of image is Ye Tinghe, a three-year-old kid?

Ye Tinghe stared at this account in a daze for a few seconds, and finally followed it.Thinking of at least saying thank you to Lin Zhao, he opened WeChat, and suddenly a lot of new messages popped up.

It was all a few hours ago, depending on the time, it was piled up during the crew's dinner at night. He replied to his friends' birthday wishes one by one, and then turned to the king.

It's... Lin Zhao.

During the mic time before the end of the live broadcast, he sent himself a picture, in which was a villain drawn with a few strokes.Somewhat scribbled, but very vivid, the villain is opening his arms towards him off-screen.

Ye Tinghe didn't know why, so he looked down and saw Lin Zhao posted a sentence under this picture——

afreehug

An unspeakable emotion welled up in his heart, he turned off the screen and threw the phone away, rarely replying in time.

The moonlight couldn't penetrate the curtains, so he had to look at the moonlight through his fingers in a dark room.

No wonder everyone loves Lin Zhao.

Thinking of that person's name, he couldn't help laughing, his lips moved slightly, and he said to himself an expired sentence:

Ye Tinghe, happy birthday.