Paper Lover

More thrilling titles are always easier to attract the crowd.

Many onlookers followed the title and looked in. Oncoming was a man leaning forward in the cafe seat, whispering into the air in front of him, and doing various touching strokes of affection and pity.

Everyone was calmed down.

This video was taken from the back, and all they can see is the majority of the man's back, lower jaw and a little nose bridge.

No one saw the man's full face and expression at the moment.

No need for men's faces and expressions.

Only from the man's physical movements, they can feel the man's long-lasting love!

This video.

At first glance sand sculptures.

Think hard core.

There seemed to be a little terror in the hard core.

These complex emotions are lingering in the viewer's heart, and they are also fully highlighted in the comment area under the video:

"A touched is A Piao?"

"It really moved me."

"Hahahahahahahahaha I don't know why I can't stop at all hahahahahahahaha!"

"The camera is exposed in the upper right corner of the video, and the phone case is exposed in the lower left corner of the video screen. It is speculated that the man is an up master. Although he is acting against the air now, he will still have special effects in the later period."

"I announced that this up exam has no full performance."

"Knock on the blackboard, and invite me to art practitioners to communicate with the body master in a timely manner and incorporate it into my team."

"I have only one focus, he is very handsome."

"Handsome, just one word, no other adjectives are needed."

When there is a burst point, there is heat.

When there is heat, someone pays attention.

Afterwards, it was marked with the TAG of ##, transferred to the game group, and then seen by Suo Ren.

Suddenly seeing it, I was shocked.

Is this...is this?

This... this shouldn't it be?

He feels a bit like the protagonist in the video, quite like a person he knows, but feels that it can't be the other party anyway.

Slightly frightened and half doubtful, he couldn't help zooming in on the video, seeing it from beginning to end, watching it over and over again...

At the same time, the first half of the hot search video in Douyin was completely red.

Various Up masters have followed the men in the video, touching the air in front of them affectionately in various poses.

But after all, not everyone is a master of limbs.

So the video sent afterwards, without affection, without terror, became more sand sculptured.

So # Today# has become ##, which spread more widely among the crowd's crazy laughter.

It also led to the determination to go to any group in the group to open the group, and saw...

Ding Dingruo: "Have you watched the sand sculpture air video?"

Shi Ling Ling: "Did you read it too?"

Wind and rain at your fingertips: "You all watched that video?"

Liuwei little monk is very happy: "Little monk also knows what video this time!"

Sorren said hardly: "You all... what do you think is the truth? Is it... him?"

Everyone was at a loss: "What truth, what is he, what are you talking about?"

Luguo Fangcao passed by here and silently sent a picture for Zuo Ren.

The woman walking on the first line of gossip is always able to know all kinds of information in time and analyze the truth of the matter from it.

But today, she and Zuo Ren reached a tacit agreement.

She didn't know if the man in the video was...

"People searched him for thousands of Baidus, and looked back suddenly, but the man was in the dim light." Si Buqun was late, the poem appeared, and there was a fan. "--Isn't this a father-in-law?"

Hurrying to think about the sentence, the wind and rain between the fingers and the egg Dingruo also spoke separately.

"Yeah, it's the father-in-law."

"Look at that straight back, look at the coquettish gesture, look at the chin that is slightly exposed, this is the father-in-law, hahaha."

Suo Ren silently passed the video directly.

Looking at the video, everyone who laughed a second ago was like a duck with a pinched neck, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

In silence.

Suo Renyou issued a sentence: "Yes, is he?"

It was still again, Suo Ren's words were lonely and stubborn.

Until Shi Lingling's sentence broke the silent ice: "Where did you find this one...I'm looking at a little girl's version."

Eggs are at ease: "I see a strong man version."

Wind and rain between fingers: "I see a woman's version."

Liuwei little monk: "The little monk saw the monk version."

After Lu Guofang Cao still does good things without falling behind: "This version is the source version of today's air video."

It's still again.

Everyone in the group fell into the same panic as Suo Ren.

They made the same action as Soren, and they played the video back and forth.

although……

but……

In short...

Finally, Sorren, who has already experienced a series of emotional fluctuations, took the lead in saying: "Actually, I think that although he looks like it, it is not very similar."

As soon as this sound came out, the group was almost like finding the wind vane, and all of a sudden echoed.

Eggs are at ease: "Yes, yes, my father-in-law's different fireworks, can anyone imitate them completely?"

Wind and rain between fingers: "Not like."

Shi Ling Ling: "I can't see it."

Liuwei little monk: "Uh, in fact, the little monk feels... there are always many similar people in the world."

Sibuqun didn’t sing anymore, he said firmly: "Look at this beautiful body language and this powerful emotional rendering. If you know it, you can’t be a father-in-law! If you have this acting skills, your father-in-law just needs to debut. Every minute Dahong Dazi makes a lot of money, why do you work so hard to write a novel?"

Seeing so many people collectively denying, Suoren suddenly felt relieved.

He nodded and said, "Yes, definitely not."

then……

Someone said another sentence.

It has been walking around the periphery of the discussion, but often can shoot a key shot of deer grass.

Deer passed the grass quietly said: "In case..."

silence.

Silence again.

The group today is really a silent paradise.

Finally, the monk came up and asked carefully: "Well, the donors, shall we withdraw the above speech?"

Eggs are at ease: "After more than two minutes, they can't be withdrawn."

Wind and rain between fingers: "Swipe the screen and brush it up."

Shi Ling Ling: "[Special Brush Screen for Various Footballs]"

Suo Ren: "[Special Screens for Various Games]"

Thinking of the group: "[Chang Henge.jpg][Pipa Line.jpg][Lisao.jpg][Peacock Southeast Flying.jpg]"

The chat in the group broke up, but everyone did not.

With complex feelings in their minds, they went to Li Lixing to chat privately, leaving messages one after another:

"Brother, the text is to be written slowly. People need to spend a long time. Don't force yourself too much. When do you want to travel to relax, squeak, and even accompany you!"

"Father, I recently ate a delicious walnut and bought a box for you. Remember to knock a small plate when you write."

"Nishiki, this is my usual secret for maintenance. I don't tell casually to ordinary people. You can watch it, but don't tell anyone."

...

Two hours later, at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Shao finally wrote the six thousand words today. As soon as Xingfu landed on QQ, the software was stalled for a moment by various news.

He opened one by one and harvested:

2 cans of fish oil.

A box of walnuts.

1 invitation to travel.

1 maintenance recipe.

Qualified for one half-month training with the domestic football team.

One of the prestigious meeting and chatting privileges of the well-known domestic internet red temple

Li said: "???

Li said Star was at a loss.

He couldn't help being warmed by others.

It's so sweaty.

***

At the same time, in the game.

Since Nishigi left, Su Mingqian followed the usual habit of tidying up the house before sitting down to read a book.

It usually takes between one and two hours, and he can always read something.

But today is a little different.

Su Mingqian felt that there was a hook around him and he was always hooking his attention.

Not very crude.

It's tickling, gently, is it the kind that licks you.

It is this seemingly nonsensical feeling that makes people unable to resist...

Holding the periodical, he couldn't resist the temptation of the hook before looking at the two lines, and glanced at the doll sitting next to him.

No, I'm still reading. I have to finish reading before reading the doll.

Su Mingqian quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the journal.

But there are no two lines.

The hook caught him again, his eyes shifted again...

After three or five rounds of sawing like this, Su Mingqian gave up the tangle, he admitted that he had failed, silently put down the book, and came to the Westwood doll.He watched the doll seriously for a moment, and after finding many similar features in the doll, he suddenly raised his hand and poked the doll.

"Westwood..."

The doll did not speak.

Su Mingqian poked again.

"Westwood Westwood Westwood."

The doll still didn't speak.

But its body fell back slightly, as if Westwood was stabbed by himself.

Su Mingqian's mouth showed a smile.

He took this doll, walked around the room, and entered the workshop.

The door of the workshop was closed, and some noise came from inside.

An hour later, Su Mingqian came out again, and the villain had brand new clothes.

Su Mingqian placed Xiaoximu on the table.

He sat on a chair, admiring Xiaoximu, touching each other's small hands, touching each other's feet, and then touching each other's small faces.

Touching and touching, Su Mingqian suddenly wanted to get more small clothes for Xiao Ximu.

The small clothes making workshop can be done, but I don’t know what kind of clothes look good...

He was secretly sad, and whispered:

"It would be nice if there were the latest issues of fashion magazines."

Suddenly, "ding--"

A mechanical tone sounds in the lounge.

"Journal has been refreshed."

Su Mingqian froze for a moment, and got up to the self-service magazine rack in the lounge. At first glance, she saw four books refreshed on the screen of the magazine rack.

He bought it.

but.

Su Mingqian said to herself: "Dolls have clothes, should they have some exclusive furniture? If there is a magazine that introduces home furnishing, it would be better..."

After the words fell, the self-service magazine rack was refreshed again, and another home magazine was published.

Su Mingqian stared at the shelf for a long time.

Suddenly pulled off the corner of his mouth, it seemed to be a smile.

Then, he bought a home magazine again, and then took two magazines and returned to Ximu doll.

Look at the magazine while watching the doll.

although……

I feel a little embarrassed to Westwood.

But thinking about Ximu often treats himself like this, it feels nothing.

It's just courtesy.

and……

It's really fun.

***

The next morning, Li said that the star was on the game.

As soon as he went online, he saw the system store flashing.

What's wrong, did you refresh something new?

Li said that Xing Xing looked around in wonder and saw that the store suddenly had a new list. The name of the new list was Su Mingqian's Wish List.He selected the list and looked inside.

Small clothes, small pants, small coats and small shoes, small tables, small chairs, small beds and small wardrobes-

Various small and exquisite things for dolls.

Li said that the star froze.

I just went offline for a long time, right?

Why did such a strange project suddenly appear...

He wondered where to open the system narration and what happened to Lu Xun yesterday.

I saw it at first glance.

[Su Mingqian untied the clothes and pants of the Westwood Doll and glanced inwards.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Li said subconsciously, he glanced at himself.