The Whole World Thinks He’s Secretly In Love With Me

◎Choose the river to converge the boat◎

[…Did I not open the barrage? Or my home network is not good, why is the live broadcast room suddenly empty? 】

[I'm here to prove that you did open the barrage, but... I was so shocked that I couldn't speak orz]

[I listened to the first text message: Why did you study Jingda? Wow, awesome. Listen to the second text message: Ask Kong Ming Deng's wish? My God, who is so brave! Listen to the third text message: Ask if you have a crush on someone, I: ... 】

[I don't know what to say anymore, I just want to say, "You at the Same Table" is awesome, all the guests are awesome. 】

[…Suddenly woke up, Brother Zhou, you won’t be able to afford it, will you? 15 points directly? 】

【No ah ah ah! Jiang Lianzhou answers my questions! Not a single one is allowed! Aren't you the most victorious? 】

…

The reception room was also silent.

Yin Shuangqiao raised her eyes, looked at Zong Yan sitting beside her, and gave him a wink.

As expected of an old classmate before, plus this time we recorded the show together, and cultivated a bit of tacit understanding. Zong Yan really understood Yin Shuang's eyes.

Who is so daring and what questions are they asking!

Zong Yan shook his head silently, indicating that he did not know.

Yin Shuang covered his heart.

Wasn't it okay when the first two shows were recorded? Why did it happen this time, as soon as it came up...

What about swordsmanship?

She is just a little internet celebrity who wants to show her face on the show, and she also wants to go home safe and sound to see her parents.

In the current recording session, apart from the person who sent the text message, neither the person who received the text message nor the audience from God's perspective did not know who sent a certain text message.

Therefore, in the live broadcast room, the maddened viewers have begun to analyze the micro-expressions of the guests.

【Qing Fu is so calm, she seems to know all this well, I guess one of them is from Qing Fu! 】

[I don't think it's Xue Qingfu, but there must be some text messages sent by Ajiu? I don't know which one Ajiu posted? 】

[I feel that apart from the third question, whether or not he has confessed to the person he has a crush on, Ajiu may ask... Is it possible that Ajiu posted two? 】

[However, I am also very curious about these three questions. If nothing else, why did jlz go to Jingda University? He was so good in the college entrance examination at that time, and he was among the top few in the province's science subjects. It is reported that the Qingbei Admissions Office called him every day, but he ended up going to Jingda University. Jingda is also very good, the first few 985, but still can not compare with Qingbei? 】

…

The people in the live broadcast room were talking a lot, and the platform was almost crowded.

The programmers of the platform looked at the precarious capacity, and hurriedly began to expand and upgrade, for fear that there would be a bug in the platform accidentally. At such a critical moment, they would really be scolded by the audience to death, right?

Jiang Lianzhou looked at his mobile phone screen and was silent for a while.

Sheng Yi glanced at it and saw the fingers of his hand, bent again and tapped on the side of the sofa.

He was thinking again.

...don't know what question he was thinking about.

It even made him feel a little hesitant.

Sheng Yi couldn't explain his current mood, it seemed...

Some inexplicably complicated.

She couldn't help but glanced at him again.

Jiang Lianzhou seemed to feel something, looked away from the text message and looked at her.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Jiang Lianzhou's eyes have always been deep, the pitch black that accommodates all things.

Different from others who always have light-colored eyes, his eyes are very dark, and his pair of peach blossom eyes are always seductive. The color and outline of the eyes are both contrasting and more profound.

In the past, there were countless people who boasted that Jiang Lianzhou had good-looking eyes.

Sheng Yi was a little lost for a moment.

Jiang Lianzhou slightly hooked his eyes, stopped the tapping of his other hand, and gave her a three-pointed smile.

Sheng Yi regained his senses and closed his eyes.

Jiang Lianzhou looked lazy, and did not start typing to reply to the question, but said slowly: "There is a question, I think it violates too much privacy, and I apply for arbitration by the program team."

There was an uproar.

This is the first time that a guest has applied for arbitration today.

But the rules have already been stated. Director Yang waved his hand, and the broadcast sounded again: "Which question do you think needs arbitration?"

"Second question." Jiang Lianzhou said leisurely, "I wrote as many as twelve wishes for Kong Mingdeng at the time. Just asking, do I have to tell me all the twelve wishes?"

He leaned back on the sofa, "How about twelve, how can I remember?"

【? ? ? 】

[jlz, your wish is too dishonest! Why can't I remember it so soon! Let's just say that you should write under the camera at that time, and there are so many of us to help you remember, hum! 】

[But it does make some sense, this question seems to be a bit too much. 】

The program team probably also felt that Jiang Lianzhou was right, so after the discussion, he quickly passed his proposal: "Please put on blindfolds for all guests. After the countdown, the guest who sent the text message removes the blindfolds and sends the text again. Please try to be as clear as possible and narrow the scope of the question. To maintain anonymity, there will be no more audio prompts when this text message is successfully sent.”

The staff quickly put on blindfolds, and several guests put them on according to their words.

Broadcast: "Three, two, one! Please take off the blindfold of the guest who sent this text message and do not make any noise."

The reception room was silent, and even the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help holding their breaths.

No one moved.

A question mark in the live room.

Until someone slowly raised his hand, picked up the phone very lightly and slowly, and edited the text message again.

The text message was sent quietly and successfully.

She put on the blindfold again.

It is Sheng Yi.

[Holy shit, my goosebumps are getting up, it turns out that Kong Ming Deng's wish question was asked by Ajiu! 】

[My mother, I was screaming and screaming at home. Fortunately, no one at home is whining now, otherwise my mother must think that my brain is sick. 】

[I didn’t expect that an application for arbitration by jlz would allow us to know in advance who sent one of the text messages. jlz, stand up and apply for arbitration for the other two? 】

All the guests took off their blindfolds and broadcasted: "Now please Jiang Lianzhou to express the short faith that he received again."

Out of the corner of Jiang Lianzhou's eyes, he glanced at Sheng Yi who was silent, picked up the phone, and opened the text message: "What is the last wish you made on the Kongming Lantern?"

The program team is also satisfied.

Sheng Yi is really reliable. They suggested that the scope of the problem should be narrowed down. Sheng Yi directly changed from 12 wishes to the last wish, which is too reasonable.

Jiang Lianzhou lowered his eyes and nodded lightly to indicate that he understood.

Although he knew that Jiang Lianzhou couldn't say anything good, Sheng Yi couldn't hold back and asked him, "What do you understand?"

"I understand who probably sent me the text message." Jiang Lianzhou smiled lazily, lifting his eyelids to look at Sheng Yi.

Sheng Yi heard the words, and his heart was stunned, but the surface was calm.

"Who?"

Jiang Lianzhou made a "uh" sound, and his tone was not serious: "Aladdin's magic lamp, or Doraemon? Ask me every day for my wish, are you planning to help me realize it?"

Sheng Yi: "…"

Sheng Yi smiled coldly, "Maybe?"

Jiang Lianzhou hooked a pair of peach blossom eyes, his eyes turned around Sheng Yi, and thoughtfully replied: "Yes, maybe."

[Ah, ah, don't push and pull to the limit here! 】

[Now this question, only let Brother Zhou answer a wish, it should be a good answer, right? At least I can know one, so happy [circle] [circle]]

[Sisters in front, don't be too happy too soon. Don't forget, today you can only see Ajiu's answer, everyone else's will have to wait until the show goes live in a week. 】

[… After saying this, I suddenly started to break down again woo woo, you are so cruel to the show crew! 】

After going around for a while, I finally arrived at Shengyi.

Compared with other guests, Sheng Yi not only needs to announce the question messages she received, but also needs to be watched by the audience in the live broadcast room to answer.

...it's just stressful.

The program team loves to make things happen: "Now, please read out the text messages you have received."

Sheng Yi: "…"

She knew it would be so!

Sheng Yi unlocks the phone and clicks on the unread message.

She received a total of four, and she hadn't read it yet, so she was a little nervous.

Sheng Yi opened the first item: "Why didn't you continue to learn painting during college?"

She was silent for two seconds, then clicked on the second one, "Do you like someone?"

Sheng Yi, "...The third rule, why don't you use your right hand to draw now?"

"The last one, if you choose one of the four male guests to fall in love, who would you choose?"

Sheng Yi: "…"

She looked at the last text message and fell completely silent.

The reception room was quiet again, quieter than every time before…

They all seemed a little more deadly.

The guests present probably did not expect that it was just the first part of a hot field, and they asked each other so many unkind questions.

...Or, this can no longer be limited to being too polite. This is simply the rhythm that is directly sent to the top search on the show!

Zong Yan raised his eyes quietly and winked at Yin Shuang next to him.

Just like Zong Yan understood Yin Shuang's meaning in seconds, Yin Shuang quickly got what Zong Yan wanted to say this time.

Who is so bold, and what questions are they asking!

Yin Shuang covered his not so good heart again and shook his head silently.

[…Today is probably a day that can be recorded in the annals of "You at the Same Table". Distinguished guests, I really respect you as heroes, thank you, the people will remember you. 】

【Why are you all paying attention to Ajiu's painting? It's strange, are these two painting questions asked by the same person? 】

[It doesn’t always feel like it, but I guess two of the questions were asked by Brother Zhou. If I guessed correctly, the question of why I didn’t learn painting in college is from Brother Zhou, and the other one is unknown. 】

[The question asked why he didn't use his right hand to draw anymore, which means that Ajiu used to use his right hand? 】

[I just want to say, the person who asked the last question is too big... He even asked who among the four guests to choose, my God, if Ajiu didn't choose Brother Zhou, would Brother Zhou go on a killing spree? 】

[Why am I so nervous all of a sudden, everyone, you guys are too daring to play, I can't keep up with your rhythm. 】

The broadcast does not care how much impact these problems have brought, and goes down the cue process on its own.

"Okay, we have finished displaying the question messages received by each guest, and the next time is the answering time. Each guest needs to answer within five minutes. If the answer is not completed within five minutes, it will be regarded as giving up the unanswered question Problems, points are still deducted. Now, the timer starts!"

The digital clock on the coffee table started a five-minute countdown.

The camera in the live broadcast room was still facing the screen of Sheng Yi's mobile phone.

Sheng Yi: "…"

She was silent for two seconds and began to think about answering the question.

The two questions about painting are somewhat similar, and Sheng Yi answered them first.

Fingers danced across the on-screen keyboard, typing fast.

【Why didn't you continue to learn painting during college? 】

[Hand is slightly injured. 】

She also sent this answer to the person who asked the right hand.

The barrage in the live broadcast room instantly filled the screen with question marks.

[What injury did my wife's right hand suffer? I didn't even see it! I feel sorry for my wife...]

[My God, why did Ajiu start painting again? Can you draw with your left hand? 】

[I really want to know what happened to Ajiu and how did he get injured? It doesn't always feel like such an understatement. 】

Sheng Yi had no idea what the barrage said.

She looked at the other two questions that were more difficult to answer than the other.

Sheng Yi thought for a while and answered the second question first.

【Have you ever liked someone? 】

She is very sincere: [I don't know, maybe there is. 】

And then the last one.

[If you choose one of the four male guests present to fall in love, who would you choose? 】

She just opened the interface of the last text message, and the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

[What does "may be" in front of it mean? Are you not sure? 】

[Wuwuwu is saying that Brother Zhou is right or not. If others say that, I will only feel that they are fooling, but when Ajiu said this, I know she must think so. 】

[Ah, ah, the last question, I'm so nervous! Will Aku answer? Will it? Ask Ajiu to answer it! 】

Sheng Yi lowered his head and scanned the words word by word again.

She starts typing.

Her fingers covered the keyboard, and no one could see what she was typing.

It wasn't until Sheng Yi raised his head and moved his fingers from the keyboard on the screen that the message was sent successfully.

The content of the text messages sent can be seen in an instant.

Everyone in the live broadcast room clearly saw the text messages she sent.

Without any superfluous nonsense, Jane wrote succinctly

[Jiang Lianzhou. 】

Sheng Yi sat up straight, put the phone back, and glanced at Jiang Lianzhou, who had also finished sending.

The two of them who received the most text messages with questions were also the first to put down their phones.

If you don't provoke hatred for yourself for a day, then it's not Jiang Lianzhou.

He straightened his long legs leisurely, and said to Sheng Yi, "Do we two look like the first to hand in the papers after the exam and leave the exam room with ease?"

Other guests: "…"

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Sheng Yi nodded in agreement.

Before Young Master Jiang was satisfied, he heard Sheng Yi add: "But there are usually two kinds of people who submit the papers first, one is a scholar who knows everything, and the other is a scholar who knows nothing. Which is it?"

Jiang Lianzhou: "…"

Sheng looked like he was in control of the overall situation: "Anyway, I must be a scholar."

The other guests complimented Sheng Yi with "well done".

The digital clock on the table kept approaching "0:00", and the broadcast sounded on time: "Time is up! This round of testing is over, and now we will sort the scores of male and female guests according to the answers. "

"First of all, let's announce the results of the first session of the guests." The broadcast continued, "The scores of the eight guests are very different, the highest score is 20 points, and the lowest score is 5 points. Let's look at the male guest group and the female guest group first. The first place in the guest group"

"Congratulations to Sheng Yi with 20 points and Yu Shen with 15 points for winning the first place in this round!"

"The lowest score of 5 points, there is one male and one male guest, namely Duan Mingji and Yin Shuang."

"At the same time, Jiang Lianzhou, Zong Yan, and Wang Tongxin each got 5 points, and Xue Qingfu got 0 points."

Sheng Yi glanced at Jiang Lianzhou in surprise.

"Now, guests can view the questions and answers they have received."

Sheng Yi pursed his lips, as if feeling something.

She opened it slightly.

Sure enough, the question she sent to Jiang Lianzhou about "Kong Ming Deng's wish", Jiang Lianzhou replied:

[Unable to answer. 】

Jiang Lianzhou had 3 questions, and he finally got 5 points, which means he answered 2 questions.

Then, in addition to the questions she asked, Jiang Lianzhou answered them, whether it was why he studied at Jingda or whether he had confessed to someone he had a crush on.

Thoughts raced in Sheng Yi's head.

She was even a bit like the audience in the live broadcast room, and began to complain in her heart that the program team was selling out.

Why can't the answers to these two questions be known now? She won't know the answer until the fifth episode of the show goes live a week later.

Jiang Lianzhou turned his head, looked at Sheng Yi, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to know that much?"

Sheng Yi glanced at him slowly, with a calm tone: "You won't tell me anyway, do I want to know the difference?"

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Lianzhou looked rather proud. "If you're willing to call me 'Brother Zhou' and say a few nice things, maybe I'll be kind and tell you?"

Sheng Yi: "…"

She was silent for two seconds and asked suddenly, "Which is your hotel room?"

Jiang Lianzhou expresses his astonishment rather rudely: "Ask this, does Miss Sheng Yi have any intentions?"

"That's not true," Sheng Yi shook his head, "I just want to remind you that if you don't wake up, you can go back to sleep and don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Lianzhou: "…"

The broadcast sounded again: "The recording of the first session is over, all guests please take a break. In an hour, we will set off for the City C Food Festival to start the second session of the recording."

"Before that, we want to reiterate the theme of this recording, that is, the food fashion show, so the food festival will be directly related to the last part. In the last part, the male guests need to style their old classmates. , the styling theme that needs to be done is hidden in the food festival.”

"At the same time, in order to allow male guests to ask female guests for styling experience, the recording of the second session will also be organized in groups, but"

When it comes to grouping, everyone is focused.

"The grouping in the second session will also be the first time that "You at the Same Table" disrupts the inherent grouping. According to the ranking results of the first session, the male and female guests of the same ranking will form a new partner. Jiang Lianzhou and Zong Yan score The same, but Jiang Lianzhou got more questioning messages, so Jiang Lianzhou was the second and Zong Yan was the third.”

The grouping of the second session was immediately displayed on the large screen in the reception room.

Yu Shen, Sheng Yi;

Jiang Lianzhou, Wang Tongxin;

Zong Yan, Xue Qingfu;

Duan Mingji and Yin Shuang.

【…Did you play such a big game today! Grouping is messing up my day. 】

[Ah, ah, no, you don't want to tear down my CP woo woo, I'm here to make a boat out of it! 】

[Look at Brother Zhou's face... so ugly orz, director, planner, how are you? I'm on the fence now, for fear that Brother Zhou will hang you up and beat you...]

Rao is Sheng Yi, who has always been very calm, but he is also a little stunned for a while now.

I have to say that there were too many accidents recorded in the first session today. First individual battles, then text messages one after another, and now groupings are disrupted...

But she was only surprised.

After all, there is only the second link, and the final big link is still with her and Jiang Lianzhou. only…

Sheng Yi glanced at Jiang Lianzhou's expression and was silent for a few seconds.

She always felt that Young Master Jiang was very likely to strike now...

Very happy.

The eldest young master is a person with quite a professional ethics, and he has a bad temper, but he will not stop recording because of his popularity.

Of course, the complexion is more or less ugly...

Sheng Yi paused for a while, but still comforted: "It's okay, it won't take long."

In Sheng Yi's eyes, such behaviors are "beautiful people with good hearts"; but in Jiang Lianzhou's eyes...

He leaned on the sofa, glanced at Yu Shen opposite, raised his eyebrows and looked at Sheng Yi: "Miss Sheng only saw the new people laugh, how can you hear the old people cry?"

Sheng Yi: "?"

Jiang Lianzhou shook his head again, "Maybe after the second part of the recording, you don't want to be in the same group with me again?"

Sheng Yi: "…"

She endured, and endured, and finally asked, "Did someone say that you are particularly resentful?"

Jiang Lianzhou: "…"

The Food Festival is a very grand festival in City C, and many local residents and tourists will come to participate.

Several streets are mighty, all of which are all kinds of food stalls, which can be packed and taken away, or can be tasted on the spot.

Four groups of guests were scattered on the four streets that formed the word "mouth".

On the way to the food festival in groups, Wang Tongxin was on pins and needles.

She just felt like she was suffering every minute and every second.

In fact, Wang Tongxin worked with Jiang Lianzhou before, when Jiang Lianzhou was still shooting TV series.

At that time, Jiang Lianzhou's coffee position was not as big as it is now, but his temperament was really special. Wang Tongxin, a well-known little craftsman in this circle, did not dare to act in front of Jiang Lianzhou at all.

...according to Wang Tongxin's meaning.

She doesn't need to talk to Jiang Lianzhou, right? Just take the car there quietly, complete the task quietly, and finally hand Jiang Lianzhou back to Sheng Yi quietly, that's all.

However.

The program crew probably, probably, estimated, also felt that she had lived long enough.

The filming director made a gesture towards Wang Tongxin, motioning her to speak, so as not to be too boring in the live broadcast room.

Wang Tongxin squeezed the palm of her hand, tangled and reconsidered, and finally chose a topic that should last a few minutes longer.

She smirked and said, "...Brother Zhou."

Jiang Lianzhou was playing the Rubik's Cube boredly. Hearing this, he glanced at Wang Tongxin, and lazily muttered "um" from his throat, indicating that he heard it.

Wang Tongxin: "…"

It is difficult for Nima to continue.

But then again.

...This is the normal Jiang Lianzhou, okay? The talkative brother in front of Sheng Yi must have been penetrated by the soul!

Wang Tongxin did some psychological construction for herself again.

"Well, Brother Zhou, aren't you styling Ajiu in the next session? You should also do makeup?"

Sure enough, when Sheng Yi was mentioned, Jiang Lianzhou turned his attention away from the Rubik's Cube and gave Wang Tongxin a look.

Wang Tongxin breathed a sigh of relief and was encouraged to make persistent efforts.

"The show crew gave me some cosmetic bags, what do you want to know? Lipstick number? Cosmetics usage?"

Whoa, she's so humble.

Jiang Lianzhou lowered his eyes again, turned his wrist gently again, and finished the last face of the Rubik's Cube.

He was probably bored, so he didn't fight any more, just held it in his hand and played with it lightly.

"No need." Jiang Lianzhou chuckled lightly, as if he had seen some memory.

"Even her first lipstick was given by me."