"I was really surprised when you called the name porridge porridge in my ear."

Zhou Yan looked at Lin Xi and asked, "I'm curious, how do you know that I'm porridge?" ”

- What?

Zhouyan is porridge porridge???

As soon as Zhou Yan's words fell, many netizens who were watching the live broadcast stared directly at the mobile phone screen, revealing shocked expressions.

Zhou Yan and the others really don't know each other, they are newcomers who can't find any information in Baidu, but if they search for porridge, there is a lot of information on the Internet.

Porridge porridge can be said to be the hottest ancient singer on the Internet in recent years.

Three years ago, he became popular on the Internet with an ancient original song "Broken Dreams", with a cold and ethereal unique voice that is unforgettable, and he is very talented in lyrics and music.

After that, an original new song will be released every two months, and in just three years, he has become an independent musician with tens of millions of fans on the whole network, and the number of song plays has exceeded 10 billion.

But on the contrary, Congee Congee is a very low-key person, never exposed his real name and appearance, and never appeared in public.

Even Weibo is updated every few months.

This girl who came to participate in the draft to overcome obstacles and was mediocre in terms of appearance and temperament was actually porridge, which is too surprising.

Coming to the scene of such a mysterious singer's fall, the live broadcast room is about to explode, and the barrage is brushing quickly.

"Because, I've always been following your Weibo account."

Seeing Zhou Yan looking at him, Lin Xi explained, "About two years ago, you posted a selfie on the trumpet. ”

"Although it didn't take a few minutes to delete it, I remembered your appearance and recognized it at a glance today."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked a little stumblingly: "You, how do you know about my Weibo account?" ”

"Because I really like your songs, and I like you very much." Lin Xi's face was calm.

"I like someone, and I always want to know each other better. I flipped through your large Weibo many times, and then followed the clues and found your small account. ”

"You have so many big followers, but you rarely tweet. The trumpet doesn't have a fan, but you post your mood and trivia on it every day. ”

"I know you use this account as a trash can for your emotions, if I follow you or comment on you, according to your character, you may directly empty Weibo, or even don't want the account."

"So I didn't pay attention to you, but I clicked in from time to time."

"Uh......"

Zhou Yan listened to Lin Xi's words, his head was a little dazed, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

She has indeed always used her Weibo account as a trash can, and she will post any little things and moods, she thought that no one would see it.

But I didn't expect that for so long, there have been people who have been silently paying attention to themselves.

Lin Xi put aside the rice balls that had fallen asleep, sat cross-legged in front of Zhou Yan, and raised his eyes to look at her seriously.

"Even though we're meeting for the first time today, I think I probably know you better than anyone else."

"I know you've been through a lot before, so you're a bit introverted and withdrawn. Signing up to overcome obstacles, you mustered up the courage and made a lot of determination. ”

"In my heart, you are my friend, and your strength is completely worthy of five stars."

"Like I told you back then, you're good and you need a chance to shine in front of everyone."

"Thank you for being willing to believe me just because of a word," Lin Xi raised his eyes and said, "I'll try not to hold you back." ”

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