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Chapter 175
Seeing his game ID at first, Lin Jing was in a daze for a while.

After a while, she realized that there was another word besides this word on the hot search list.

# Grand occasion CP#
There was a stir on the Internet about the grand occasion of forming a CP. .

The reason was that when she was playing games with Sheng Kuan, the couple's logo was intercepted and posted online.

In the e-sports circle, after many professions have a girlfriend, the girlfriend will be picked up by fans for all kinds of black material.

Sometimes the professional status is not good, and if you lose the game, even your girlfriend will be scolded along with you.

At that time, the playoffs were coming soon. In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, before the heat of Ram Bowen had time to ferment, he immediately asked Sheng Kuan and Lin Jing to hide the couple label.

They didn't specifically clarify this matter. During Chen Jing's live broadcast, Lan Bowen arranged for two people to go to Chen Jing's live broadcast room for a wave of ranking. There were many people in the live broadcast room. I thought that the picture on the Internet was PS, and then the matter was left alone.

The playoffs are over, and no one has mentioned this matter again. Lin Jing thought that the dust had settled long ago, but now he suddenly saw his ID, and his whole heart was raised in his throat.

She clutched the mouse and remained silent for two seconds before she bravely clicked on the hot search words.

It was a person named "Xiaojingjingjingjiang" who posted a Weibo. The text of the Weibo was a red heart, and the picture below was a group photo.

A girl and a boy, the girl wears exquisite internet celebrity makeup, and the boy is someone Lin Jing is very familiar with.

The girl was holding a support card with "Miracle" written on it. She was much shorter than the grand occasion, and her tilted head just covered the grand chest.

There is a video made of red rope on the wrist of the grand occasion, and the same one is on the wrist of the girl holding the support card.

Because of this picture, this blogger named "Xiaojingjingjingjiang" became popular, and her previous Weibo content was dug up by everyone.

The name of her game is Xiaojingjingjingchan. In a video she posted, she accidentally clicked on Intimacy. On the page that flashed by, there was a couple named YLS·Miracle.

As for other Weibo posts, most of them are selfies of the blogger.

Either drinking afternoon tea in a restaurant with a good atmosphere, or showing off your figure by the window of a certain hotel, or dressing elegantly at an art exhibition...

In short, this "Xiao Jing Jing Jing Sauce" who came out of nowhere, won the popularity of the GDT competition through YLS, relying on the gimmick of the grand occasion CP, in just a short time, the number of followers on Weibo has broken through One hundred thousand, and the number of replies on her two most popular Weibo posts has already exceeded ten thousand.

[The grand occasion's CP? 】

[Small management of Kuang Zai's live broadcast room? 】

[Why does Kuang Zai like Internet celebrity faces? 】

[It turns out that the manager of the live broadcast room is like this? 】

[It feels a bit deformed, I thought Xiao Jingchan was a cute girl, but I didn't expect...]

Lin Jing scanned the replies on the computer screen, and suddenly felt that the instant noodles in front of him were not delicious at all.

Although she has a very popular classmate Tiantiantiantian, her presence on the Internet is really not very high. Even if she is the manager of the grand occasion live broadcast room, because she seldom gets involved in the grand occasion All kinds of fan groups are only known by some loyal fans of the event, so no one usually pays attention to her every day.

She really didn't expect that one day, she would be replaced by someone.

The ID "Xiaojingjingjingjiang" was thought up by her, but it doesn't mean that others can't figure it out. It doesn't mean that just because she uses it, others can't use it.

After all, there are thousands of people with the same name in this world.

Shengquan tied her CP with her. Although the CP in this account has the same name as Shengguan, it is probably a fake ID typed out of a code.

Even though he knew that all of this was because of the internet celebrity's hype and show, Lin Jing was still very uncomfortable.

It was as if I had designed a piece of clothing myself, and it looked amazing, and when I turned around, someone followed suit and made the same one, and I insisted on standing with her for comparison.

Anyway, it just made her feel uncomfortable being imitated.

There is also a feeling of aggrieved life being forcibly stolen.

Lin Jing pursed his lips and closed the computer.

She took a few mouthfuls of instant noodles sullenly, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she couldn't help but turned on the computer again.

She logged on to the trumpet she usually uses to eat melons, and commented on the Weibo called "Xiaojingjingjingjiang"—【Heh, high imitation】

After the success of the comment, Lin Jing returned to the homepage of the internet celebrity's Weibo, and saw the photo of the top grand occasion with her at a glance.

She suddenly felt more tight in her chest.

She hasn't had a photo with the grand occasion yet.

The only group photo she had was taken secretly when she was staying at Shengzheng's house during the summer vacation.

Lin Jing stared at the screen expressionlessly for a while, then let out a half-smile, closed the computer, threw the fork into the instant noodles, got up, took a change of clothes, and went to take a bath angrily.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lin Jing climbed onto the bed and put on a quilt.

"Xiao Jingjiang, do you still eat the instant noodles?" Lan Tingting was picking up the trash and asked when she saw the leftovers on Lin Jing's table.

Lin Jing didn't speak.

"Stop eating, the noodles are lumpy, I'll throw them away for you, baby."

Lin Jing turned over, turned his back to Lan Tingting, and let out a muffled "hmm".

(End of this chapter)