Chapter 77

When he saw Shen Ting smiling at the camera with a deep smile on his face, he suddenly got up and cleaned up the house as if he suddenly remembered something.

He packed all the things he put on the bright side of the living room into an unused room, then took his coat and walked out.

Just in time to chat with Song Yuzhe for a while.

Shen Tingshen led the recording team into Liangjiang's room, and after a casual glance, he knew that this person was not at home.

He made a note for Lu Wanwan in his heart, and then simply greeted the host: "Come on, I didn't clean up properly when I went out."

The host smiled: "Isn't this very clean, let me start to collect fans' questions."

Shen Ting nodded deeply, took out his mobile phone and sent Lu Wanwan a WeChat message asking where he was going.

When I put away my phone again, the host gave me an ambiguous smile: "They want to visit your bedroom."

Shen Ting looked at the camera helplessly: "I just took off my clothes for you to see."

Before the host could speak, he heard a person next to him laughing and joking: "Brother Shen, don't say that, our live broadcast platform will let your fans collapse in a while."

Shen Ting complained deeply, fans are also used to the way of getting along with their idols, he generously brought the camera into his bedroom.

Shen Tingshen's bedroom is large and clean, one can tell that this person has extraordinary taste.

The camera circled around the room, and the fans wanted to visit the living room and the kitchen respectively.

Finally, someone offered to visit the place where he usually makes music.

Shen Ting put his hands on the bar counter and distributed the biscuits on the plate to the people in the room: "The place where music is created is the study room, on the second floor."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again: "Can you go to the next floor, so the cameraman will be very tired."

The study door was pushed open by Shen Tingshen, and the host said "Hey?" softly.

Shen Ting gave him a suspicious look: "What's wrong?"

The host glanced at Shen Ting and asked slowly, "Do you usually sleep in the study?"

Shen Ting asked deeply, "Isn't it normal?"

The host looked at the study which was not much smaller than the bedroom and asked again: "It's not abnormal, it's just that very few people would put a bed in the study."

Shen Ting suddenly let out a low laugh.

The host looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Ting cleared his throat deeply: "It didn't exist in the first place."

He glanced at the bed beside him and continued to explain: "But you have to know that sometimes men are forced to live in the study room for a moment of silence.

Even the host, who had been digging deep holes for Shen Ting, winked at Shen Ting from places where the camera could not record.

You can't talk nonsense about this.

It's still playing.

Can such thought-provoking words be said so nakedly? !
Shen Ting spread his hands innocently: "He's not at home today, otherwise I'll introduce him to everyone."

The host blinked silently, looked at the mobile phone in his hand for a moment of silence, and then shook the screen towards Shen Tingshen at him. "Mr. Lin, the website is down."

Shen Ting shrugged innocently: "I'm sorry, it's too hot and I can't help it."

The program team didn't dare to stay here with Shen Tingshen any longer. Seeing the trending searches one after another rush to the top positions, they were afraid that the website would continue to collapse after it recovered.

When Lu Wanwan received the call from Shen Tingshen, he was still chatting with Song Yuzhe. He was wondering why this person called him if he was not recording a program.

Shen Tingshen didn't say much, but just asked for the address and said that he was going to pick him up.

Song Yuzhe heard some of the conversation, got up happily and planned to run first.

Lu Wanwan looked at Song Yuzhe helplessly: "You haven't made it clear to me yet, what is going on between you and Fu Jingxi?"

Song Yuzhe's buttocks looked like weeds: "Oh, my ancestors can't say clearly for a while, can I find you when I have time?"

He held Lu Wanwan down and tried to persuade him for another [-] days, before slipping out of the quiet cafe.

Before Lu Wanwan could call him to stop, she was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Seeing that it was Li Xiaoxiao on the phone, he answered the phone without thinking: "Why..."

"Brother An, what kind of monster is your family? Look at Weibo, my mother, the fans are all picked up by you!"

Lu Wanwan said badly, and hung up the phone in response, and opened Weibo.

Hot: Shen Tingshen's live broadcast website crashes Hot: Shen Tingshen's girlfriend explodes: Lu Wanwan's Weibo photos are suspected to be similar to Shen Tingshen's family.

Lu Wanwan felt as if his heart was jumping out of his throat. He took a sip of coffee to suppress his flustered heart, and clicked on the hot search entry.

[Guiding Lu Wanwan's sixth Weibo post! !Look at that little biscuit and the biscuit Shen Tingshen gave the camera brother today! 】

[I found it, I found it!And if you look carefully at the screen recording, the table in Shen Tingshen's living room is the same as the table in Lu Wanwan's little angel's photo!Even the water glasses in the corners are the same! 】

[I have screen recording!The screen recording is pinned to the top of my Weibo! 】

[Oh my god, I won't knock the truth, will I? 】

[Unofficial no appointment, right? I can't help it! 】

[If Lu Wanwan's baby wins Brother Ye... I am willing! 】

[Don't tell me I cried a lot, even a fan of mine thinks it's true! 】"Baby, why are you looking so serious?"

A familiar voice suddenly rang out from beside her ears, and Lu Wanwan was so frightened that the phone flew out of her hand.

Shen Ting raised his hand to catch Lu Wanwan's cell phone, and glanced down at Lu Wanwan.

He didn't panic at all, and there were still some smiles in his eyes: "You look at your hot searches so seriously?"

Lu Wanwan's eyes widened suddenly: "Brother Shen, what should I do?"

Shen Ting raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you think should be done?"

Lu Wanwan looked anxiously at Shen Ting's indifferent expression, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly remembered something and looked at him.

"Brother, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

Shen Ting couldn't help but hug Lu Wanwan's shoulders and walked out: "It wasn't intentional, it just came out naturally when it stopped here Lu Wanwan: "..."

Is this any different from deliberate?

Lu Wanwan knew the pros and cons of it. He knew that if this matter was really made public, no matter for himself or Shen Tingshen, the harm would definitely outweigh the benefits.

Leaving aside what happened to him, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Lu Wanwan was able to have today because of Shen Tingshen.

He loved Shen Tingshen wholeheartedly, so he couldn't bear to look at Shen Tingshen because he was affected in the slightest.

After Lu Wanwan put on his seat belt, he hesitated to speak. He kept refreshing the Weibo interface. Shen Ting looked at his movements from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help asking: "Are you nervous?"

Lu Wanwan shook her head: "I didn't..."

"Then what are you doing?"

Lu Wanwan locked the screen of her phone and explained, "Brother, why hasn't sister Xu notified you yet? Is it not public relations?"

Shen Ting stared at the front with deep eyes: "What about public relations? How should this be publicized? Don't you admit it?"

Lu Wanwan's hand buckled the seat belt unconsciously, and he explained with an inaudible sigh: "Just explain our relationship, otherwise..."

"Didn't you say that you don't mind others knowing about our relationship?

Of course I don't mind.

Lu Wanwan defended herself in her heart, but she still didn't speak out.

He snapped his fingers and continued softly: "Brother, listen to me, the trending search has been slow to go down, and the fans must be waiting for a response from us."

(End of this chapter)

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