"Huh?" Tang Lin was a little curious as to why Shi Mengying used the word 'slipping out', but he still readily agreed: "Okay, I'll help you keep it a secret." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"And talk to Yuting, "Shi Mengying didn't forget that there was another person who also knew about her here.

"Yes!"

"Then you go back to the live broadcast, I won't bother you!"

"Okay, goodbye, senior sister!"

Villa No. 8 in the Haojue Villa District.

"Fei Fei, do you think this voice is a little familiar?"

Lu Ruirui's ears were almost attached to the tablet, and the sound coming from the tablet was a conversation between Tang Lin and Shi Mengying, but because of the distance, the sound was not very clear.

"Familiar? Tang Lin's voice you were listening to just now, it's normal to be familiar with his voice. ”

"It's not Tang Lin, another female voice, you listen. ”

As she spoke, Lu Ruirui put the tablet to Cen Feixue's ear.

"The Queen's voice?"

"Yes, it's the Queen's voice, isn't it?"

"Indeed," Cen Fei Xue said.

Lu Ruirui looked at Cen Feixue, and after a while, she seemed to think of something, and said dumbfounded: "That means that the queen and Tang Lin live together?"

"Huh?"

Cen Feixue was a little unable to answer Lu Ruirui's brain hole, but if she thought about it seriously, if it was Queen Shi Mengying who spoke, it was not impossible.

Shi Mengying, who came over to tell Tang Lin not to say it, didn't expect that among the crowd watching Tang Lin's live broadcast, there were two die-hard fans who were very familiar with him, coupled with the advanced live broadcast configuration that Huang Liangkai specially equipped Tang Lin, so that the voice outside the door could also vaguely reach the ears of the audience in the live broadcast room.

This is in response to the old saying: good intentions do bad things, stealing chickens does not make rice.

However, these Tang Lin and Shi Mengying still don't know, Lu Ruirui and Cen Feixue are just guessing, whether it is really Shi Mengying, and whether the relationship between the two has really reached the point of cohabitation, it is still unknown.

The live broadcast continued, and Tang Lin, who had returned to his position, interacted with the barrage in the live broadcast room from time to time, occasionally telling a small paragraph with a bit of meat, and under the strong request of the audience, he also sang "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" three times, and others such as "Little Lucky" and "Brothers Are Hard to Be" were also sung again.

With the passage of time, the popularity of Tang Lin's live broadcast room has also become higher and higher, and it has reached 270,000 at the end of the day, which is already a very top anchor on the fast live broadcast platform.

Because of the audience's reluctance, Tang Lin insisted on extending the original plan of live broadcast for 2 hours to more than 3 hours, until more than 11 o'clock in the evening, when the audience was still unsatisfied, Tang Lin ruthlessly closed the live broadcast room.

Tang Lin roughly calculated on the list of gifts received, calculating the 66 major health care gifts given by Huang Liangkai, the value of the large and small gifts received tonight was almost 150,000, and the other free broadcast yuan was even more, almost to 10 million, which made Tang Lin sigh at the power of gathering less into more.

Because it was already past eleven o'clock, Tang Lin was no longer ready to stay here, and he still liked to live in the dormitory with this newly rented room, and there was no clothes for him to change his clothes here.

After hastily turning off the computer, Tang Lin left the room and went to 2108 to mention Shi Mengying's matter to Zhao Yuting.

"Don't worry, my mouth is tight, I know what to say and what not to say," Zhao Yuting replied with a big grin to Tang Lin's relay: "Hey, Tang Lin, how is the "Brightest Star in the Night Sky" you sang on the live broadcast just now different from the version you gave me before?"

"Well, it's different, one is a recorded version, the other is a live version, but the singing is all me, like a fake!"

Zhao Yuting looked at the serious Tang Lin speechlessly, and said, "Forget it, you go back and rest quickly." By the way, when do you plan to start your live broadcast next time, I'll make a publicity plan first. ”

"Next Tuesday," Tang Lin said after thinking for a moment.

After Zhao Yuting heard this time, she asked with some concern: "Is it too late?" You still owe you a song about the pig's head in the live broadcast room. ”

Tang Lin shrugged indifferently: "I'll try, if it doesn't work, I'll talk about it next time it's live." ”

"Come on, you are in charge of your live broadcast, by the way, Mr. Huang asked you to open a Weibo, and if you have nothing to do, you can attract fans on Weibo, and also, you upload the sound source of that song as soon as possible, while the popularity is still relatively strong. ”

"Well, I know, I'll go first, Sister Zhao. ”

"Okay, be careful on the road, 88. ”

“88！”

In the middle of the night, the Shenzhen market is still full of traffic, and the pedestrians on the sidewalks are in a hurry, each walking in a different direction, Tang Lin strolls on the way back to school, enjoying a trace of cool breeze that does not belong to the hot summer after the scorching heat.

Looking at the flashing neon lights around him and listening to the noisy sound of cars, Tang Lin asked himself more than once: Why do you want to sing, why do you want to intern, why do you want to broadcast live?

Because his mother was persuaded with a phone call?

Or is it because of Zhou Ziqun's expectations?

Or is it because of Huang Liangkai's attention?

Tang Lin believes that he has come to this point, these factors have a certain impact on him, but they are not decisive factors, the most important thing is from his own heart, just like when he first appeared on the school celebration stage, his familiarity, desire, and desire for the stage drove him to slowly embark on this starlight road.

Tang Lin didn't believe in fate, but he felt that he was being controlled by an invisible big hand that was manipulating the direction he was heading, just like his inexplicable feelings for Lin Xiaoru, who worked in Dora's Cafe not far away.

Tang Lin felt resistant to this kind of life that seemed to be arranged by the dark from the bottom of his heart.

Passing by Dora's Cafe, the second time he wanted to go into the café and sit quietly for a while was not because of Lin Xiaoru's relationship, but the first time was when he came to the café alone to sit quietly after participating in the school celebration program more than a year ago.

The lights are still dim, the music is melodious, and the Dora Cafe at night has a lot fewer customers than during the day, and there are many fewer pianists sitting in front of the piano to play.

Behind the bar, the waiters Xiao Lei and Xiao Bao sitting on the high chairs were lying on the bar in boredom, playing with the glasses placed on the countertop.

Sister Cai, who is the store manager, enjoys her privilege and sits next to the two of them looking down at her phone.

Several people didn't notice Tang Lin who had already walked in.

In the past year or so, Tang Lin has been here many times, and he basically has a general understanding of the staff here, he didn't intend to attract their attention, and walked straight to the window position where he was used to sitting, but when he walked, he found that the position had been occupied by someone else, to be precise, by a man.

Tang Lin, who was about to turn around and leave to find another position, was suddenly attracted by the tail ring exposed by the man.