Fifty-two, the first time I saw in life
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Lin Yue doesn't have to worry about crazy fans and chasing and intercepting him.
At the moment, he just wants to be a quiet person who talks about the game, and he doesn't want to be a star in the limelight.
Although the star is very beautiful, he is actually very tired and tired.
They are not saints, but they must always behave very noblely, and sometimes they cannot say that they are in love, they cannot go to roadside stalls, or even private parties.
They want to live according to the characters set by the company and the fans, and this is not their real self.
Although Lin Yue wants fame and fortune, he wants to be a free winner in life.
Advance and retreat freely, gain and lose freely, and are not bound by others.
This also coincides with Guo Jia's character, when he abandoned Yuan Shao and protected Cao Cao, he was chosen in his heart and was unrestrained.
At the end of the day, the staff packed up all kinds of equipment and went to a bedroom to rest.
The workload of this kind of live broadcast is actually quite heavy, and it often has to go through many debugging in the early stage, and it is necessary to carry out instantaneous micro-control at the live broadcast site to ensure the perfect effect of the live broadcast.
Netizens only saw the style of the live commentary, but ignored such a group of persistent media workers behind the screen.
They use their professional skills and literacy to make beautiful images, sounds, and even data present a diverse world.
Zhang Jie lay relaxed on the sofa, holding a can of iced Coke in his hand, savoring the cool breath of summer.
He has also been in high spirits recently, Lin Yue has become a celebrity in one fell swoop, and he has also been stained with a lot of light.
Although the identity of his assistant is rarely disclosed to the public, the company has also given him great authority.
This made him finally have the capital to raise his eyebrows after many years of drifting north.
As soon as he got the new contract, he reported the good news to his parents, who were looking forward to it in his hometown.
Although the parents didn't know what this assistant was doing, they knew that their son was promising, and they burst into tears of excitement.
He also bought a 35-inch LCD color TV for his family, and replaced the black and white TV that was about the same size as him, which made his family really happy.
Lin Yue couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, he was treated more generously, and the company directly gave him a bonus of 20,000 yuan.
He called Wang Zhichao and asked him to replace his home with a set of solid wood living room furniture.
This Wang Zhichao has a wide range of contacts, and because he is adjacent to the capital of the furniture industry, he is most familiar with this matter.
"Hehe, it's my honor to be able to do things for you Lin Jiaotou! Now everyone in the circle knows that I am your iron buddy, and I have face, don't worry, this matter is on me. Wang Zhichao smiled happily.
"Don't be public, low-key and low-key, I don't want to make any big noise, it's just my intention to honor my parents." Lin Yue asked.
"Obey, when will you come back, tell me, the brothers are waiting to catch you." He extended a heartfelt invitation.
"Well, but, just a few of us, I don't want to meet irrelevant strangers, just forget about your business partners." Lin Yue said solemnly.
"Okay, it's all up to you." Wang Zhichao responded with interest.
Originally, he really wanted to introduce two friends to Lin Yue, but since Lin Yue was silent, it was not good for him to talk about it anymore.
At this time, Lin Yue stood on the balcony on the top floor, overlooking the entire community.
The warm sunlight pours down from the sky, caressing every corner lightly, leaving endless tenderness.
All things are born because they are long, and they change because they change.
She is the mother of all things, dividing billions of doppelgangers, nourishing heaven and earth, and eternal and immortal.
The trees on the roadside, the grass on the ground, the birds in the sky, and the pedestrians running.
can't escape the sunshine, and can't escape the shackles of fate.
Suddenly, a message flashed from the spirit:
Lin Yue, hurry up downstairs, your goddess of fate is here, don't go to see it yet.
This surprise was not small, he didn't have time to say hello to Zhang Jie, turned around and went out, seeing that the elevator was still on the first floor, and ran down the corridor.
Zhang Jie, who was left behind him with a dazed face, chased him out with half a can of Coke, but disappeared.
The vast sea of people, meeting you is fate, thoughts, and love.
Thirty years of waiting seems to have gone through three lives and three lives.
Where have you been? Why did you come?
I'm coming, you know? Whoever you are, you are the love of the rest of my life.
Lin Yue thought about these questions as she ran.
He had just run 5 floors, and he was already panting and sweating on the top of his head, but although his pace was slow, he continued.
"Stop, the elevator is coming." Suddenly, the spirit shouted in his head.
He stopped, pushed open the door of the hallway, and with a bang, the elevator opened on the 9th floor.
Lin Yue hurriedly entered the elevator and quickly communicated with the spirit: "You controlled the elevator?" ”
"yes, what's so difficult about this, you can't run all the way to the first floor, can you? Besides, you have to pay attention to the image. ”
"Yes, that makes sense." Lin Yue leaned through the wall of the elevator and was a little anxious to see her messy and wet hair.
The spirit seemed to know his mind, and it made his sweat fade, and his hair was as fresh and neat as a cold blow.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was directed towards Building 7.
A wisp of wind blew, and the familiar smell floated from the opposite side. He looked up.
This time he saw the true face of the woman in green.
This is a slender woman of about 165cm, who is weak and has significant wind bones in the wind, and is as independent as a hollow valley orchid.
The eyebrows are as clear as the stars and the moon, the long round doll face has a smile, the short hair is up to the ears, and the steps are light, like a lotus flower swaying in the wind.
She was still wearing the pale cyan printed dress, and with the swing of her body, she had a dusty posture.
This is exactly the image of a woman in Lin Yue's heart: gentle, intellectual, dusty, and refined.
He stood by the side of the road in a daze, not knowing what to do.
The first time they met head-on, he hadn't figured out a reason to strike up a conversation yet.
He was just a passerby, a passer-by he didn't know.
In this way, he passed by her again, leaving only a wisp of fragrance and a green back.
But he knew that they would be together after all, and next time, he must seize the opportunity.
"Please tell me about this girl." He turned to the spirit, and he knew it could be done.
After a while, a piece of information emerged:
Meng Tianyao, female, 28 years old, from Linzi, Shandong, deaf since childhood, parents died early, now working at Beijing Institute of Special Languages, teaching children's art, three times a week in this community to teach.
Oh?! Is it deaf and dumb? Although Lin Yue does not exclude people with disabilities, he has not yet had substantial contact with such people.
But according to the divine spirit, this woman will be his lifelong partner, and it seems that he can still have a deep communication with her.
"Don't worry, this woman is very smart, you only need to be familiar with some simple sign language, you can communicate with her without hindrance, and it is not difficult to have me to help you." The spirit comforted.
"Communication is not just about words, the key is about heart."
Yes, people who are destined to meet thousands of miles and love each other with all their hearts, why should they care about each other's origins and defects?