Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Breeze's Attention
Meng Hailan remembered that this holiday ...... I didn't see Jiang Liran. I don't know where to fool around again.
Meng Hailan went to look at Weibo late at night, and the message reminders were one after another.
Meng Hailan clicked to the homepage and saw that there were 620 comments, @她的有五百多人.
Meng Hailan: "...... my mother, I won't want to reply to it one by one, right......
She clicked on the comments, read them carefully one by one, and replied with some necessary information, but those who supported it did not reply, which was too time-consuming.
She checked the people she followed this time, and several rhubarb Vs followed her. I hadn't paid much attention to it before.
There are several authors in the writing circle, @若七八分小清新, @爱偷懒的小皮绾@爱吃芝麻的山猫, and a big name who followed her more than five months ago.
The name displayed on the phone, Meng Hailan's eyes widened, this... This is her idol.
The one who pays attention to her is an ancient style V, called Qingfeng.
Meng Hailan has liked to listen to his songs since junior high school, he was not popular at that time, but now he is a big V with millions of fans.
It is said that 'Qingfeng' is very mysterious, and many people have the impression that they only hear his voice and do not see him.
Many famous record companies have invited him to release albums many times, but he has refused.
There are also teams that invite him to attend the Chinese style and national style party, and he has never dedicated himself.
His few collaborations with friends in the circle, the few appearances he made, were also wearing a white mask, only revealing his eyes, and his eyes were cold.
The unfathomable Gutan stone was thrown into it, and it couldn't even ripple.
There are also media in the outside world who have thought about it, and there are fanatical fans who also want to doxx him, but this person's background is too hard or for other reasons can't find anything.
Despite the mystery, a hand photo broke out on Weibo, with a slender left hand like jade, which is as beautiful as a jade under the white light.
Meng Hailan likes his voice, the voice when he sings, and his very delicate and sexy voice.
Fans of him, counting from the second year of junior high school, have been more than six years.
Six years ago, I paid attention to him, and six years later, Da Touch actually paid attention to him, and he didn't find out before, which is really guilty.
Meng Hailan tried to send him a sentence: Hello idol.
Hello.
Meng Hailan immediately got up and jumped on the bed a few times. The bed made a 'crunch' sound.
Foodie Xixi Xixi: Wow, idol, I'm so excited to chat with you.
Qingfeng: I read your prose a few years ago, and the writing is good.
Foodie Zhixi Xixi: Thank you for the praise of the idol, I will work hard.
The corners of Meng Hailan's mouth were almost grinning to the root of her ears, and she really wanted to be stunned.
The two chatted from half past eleven to twelve o'clock, and Meng Hailan didn't want to disturb people's rest, so she said good night.
―On a balcony in Xiziwan, S City, a man stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sky, and turned back to his room.
Meng Hailan returned to school, and the days passed day by day, and soon after the start of school, he got the scholarship and the national scholarship in the hospital, with sixteen thousand.
Meng Hailan saved it to her card. I can't use it at all.
Wait two months for her to take the sixth grade, and with the first experience, this time she is not nervous at all, and she can't forget the code words.
Meng Hailan's days are busy and fulfilling, and this semester is probably the happiest semester for Meng Hailan to study in college.
Because of the breeze, Meng Hailan tried her best to ignore him and not disturb him.
However, I can't help but read his daily updates and comment, and he will reply with a sentence or two.
Many of his little fans are asking who Zhixi is, and they know at a glance that they are famous romance authors.
Thanks to the blessing of Qingfeng, Meng Hailan has increased her fans again, and "Four Seasons" has been serialized for the third issue, which is the abbreviation of "I am waiting for you in every four seasons".
Meng Hailan and March were talking on Weibo, she understood that Qingfeng didn't want to reveal his identity, and she never asked his real name, age, or occupation.
In Meng Hailan's heart, as long as he likes him as much as he did at the beginning, it is enough.
In October, after the National Day, the weather turned cooler, and Meng Hailan began to wear autumn shirts.
The ginkgo trees on campus began to shed their leaves, and when the wind blew, they fell into the air, and the sky was full of gold.
Many people don't like autumn, the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi once said, "Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely", Meng Hailan is not exclusive, there are four seasons of scenery in all seasons.
Meng Hailan feels that her life is the same as that of the heroine on TV, staying with the male god every day, and chatting with idols at night, there is nothing better than this.
She likes Qingfeng's songs, and this Thursday night, she shook her hands and recorded a short segment of Qingfeng's famous song "Autumn Sun Drunk".
I thought about withdrawing, a desolate god, and it had been two minutes.
She doesn't know how her voice sounds to others, and it's still when the idol writes the lyrics and sings by herself.
Qingfeng didn't reply, she sent a few more words. "I may not be singing well, idol, don't mind, that, I can't go back."
Ten minutes later, Qingfeng's reply came. "Good singing, your voice is perfect for a cappella. Don't call me an idol, call me by my name. ”
Meng Hailan replied modestly: "Okay, it's not as good as you say, hahaha." ”
On the first Saturday and Sunday since the National Day holiday, Meng Hailan did not go out to play, but hurried to code words in the dormitory.
With a long story is a heavy task, I yard four thousand in the morning, and I have dinner at noon and walk around the campus.
Walking to the edge of the flower bed and sitting, breathing in the fresh air, Meng Hailan felt that this was better than being in the bedroom, and received a phone call.
Meng Hailan said a few words to the other party and left the school.
The call she received was a call from a bobcat, a 'sesame-loving bobcat' who followed her on Weibo.
Bobcat's voice was a little rough, and he also said Hanato's phone.
Meng Hailan still didn't believe it, and later the lynx asked Huadu to answer the phone, and Meng Hailan walked to the school gate.
In the coffee shop of 'Warm Orange' at the school gate, Meng Hailan saw two girls discussing something, one ...... It seems to be Hanado.
She has seen photos of Huadu in QQ space, and there are freckles under her eyes, and she looks beautiful, but the bags under her eyes are a little heavy. It may be that there are too many reviewers.
What about the bobcat, it's another writer of Huadu, the two are the same editor, sometimes there is interaction on Weibo, but in general, the two are not familiar.
Huadu saw her, stood up and waved at her, Meng Hailan walked over and sat down, this was the first time the three of them had met.
Having said a lot, the bobcat is a very upright girl, but she may live in a tropical place, and her skin is a little dark.
From Huadu's mouth, Meng Hailan knew that the two of them came by plane.
Meng Hailan: Who reimburses the ticket for ......? Boss Pack?!
Huadu: "...... I'm coming to you this time for the book. ”