From that Korean city

I accept your fate.

The loud and clear words made Shirley stand still in place, thinking about it for a long time.

It wasn't until Lin Yi spoke again that he turned around and said 'ah', but he couldn't hear what the other party said just now.

"I said it's getting late, it's time to go back and rest."

Lin Yi, who found that Xue Li was distracted, didn't say anything, just assumed that she was tired, and repeated what he said just now.

Shirley nodded obediently, grabbed Lin Yi's arm with her small hand, and walked beside him obediently.

On the way back to the hotel by taxi, he also stayed quietly all the way without speaking.

It wasn't until Lin Yi brought him to the door of her room that Shirley looked up at the man, "Oppa, tonight is the happiest night I've had in the past two years."

She had a lot to say, but for some reason, she only uttered such a common sentence.

The rest seemed afraid to speak out, for fear of dissipating and staying away.

Afraid, yes, afraid.

What are you afraid of?

Afraid of Lin Yi? ?

It doesn't seem to be, but I can't tell exactly what it is, it's just a vague feeling.

"Just be happy, don't think too much, it will be better in the future, go in and rest."

Lin Yi, who felt sorry for the other party, pursed his lips and smiled, flicked his fingers again, and tapped Xue Li on the forehead.

It didn't use any force, it was very light, but it made Shirley in front of her feel very at ease, and there was a heavy sense of security, which drowned out the worry and fear.

Seeing Shirley walk into the room, after closing the door, Lin Yi then opened his own room next door, walked in and threw his body heavily on the bed, letting out a deep breath.

Looking at the ceiling above his head with complicated eyes, endless thoughts in his mind are rolling and intertwined.

Messy, disorderly.

In this spirit, he took a shower in a trance and fell into sleep until dawn.

next door.

The same is true.

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In the morning of the next day, all the old people who go to the street to drink morning tea, or the white-collar workers who go to work, the passers-by who go out of the stall, and the pedestrians who travel can see a photo on the headlines of many newspapers and magazines when they pass by the newspapers.

It was a messy and bloody photo. A figure in a purple suit could be vaguely seen lying at the door of the garbage station. The background was a piece of sewage and garbage. The donkey's face was so elongated with jet-black hematoma that many people made gestures.

The eyes that were closed tightly due to the pain, one side was swollen to the point of losing sight of the eyes, and the other side had a few scars cracked, rubbing the eyelids, it was almost blind.

In addition, the most gossip-inducing content of this photo appeared.

On this person's chest and on the ground next to him, there are A4-sized papers scattered all over the floor. If you look closely, they are all the kind with text, and on these papers is the title of this headline photo.

"Lan Kwai Fong Garbage Station, A Peerless Scumbag Appears"

Under the title full of Hong Kong flavor, some entertainment news used a full two pages to describe what happened in Lan Kwai Fong last night, and put all the materials prepared by Lin Yi on it. , and even gave some extra meals.

For example, Lin Yi just threw a few fake letters from a woman seeking Quan Ningyi to settle accounts and seek revenge, but the Hong Kong media directly labeled him a 'peerless scumbag'.

And described Quan Ningyi as a grandma up to 60 years old, a lolita down to 12 years old, and an image of a ladyboy in Thailand.

Another example is that Lin Yi just got Quan Ningyi's unfounded friend to come out and accuse Quan Ning of eating Gillian's soft meal while planning to expand his business through her connections and contacts, and then kicked the other party away. Intend.

As a result, the Hong Kong media’s newspaper directly doubled, saying that the other party squeezed out a 40-year-old uncle in the peninsula, knelt and licked the foot of the 50-year-old aunt who weighed 200 kilograms in the company, and then got the position of CEO.

Another example is that the information Lin Yi gave was only some psoriasis, skin diseases, and some messy Helicobacter pylori and the like, so the Hong Kong media is not as reasonable as Lin Yi.

Sexually transmitted diseases, AIDS, or other smallpox are written in newspapers for free.

The news one by one is so fake that it should not be too outrageous.

But they don't bother to care if it's true or not. What they're fighting for now is a gimmick, and what they want is a sales volume.

Fortunately, for the sake of a gimmick, many of these guys put pictures of the documents and inspection reports prepared by Lin Yi on the newspapers.

Those who only know how to watch dramas may just watch it for fun, but those who know a little bit about the situation put a little more thought into the materials prepared by Lin Yi.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Lin Yi was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Shirley's sea-view room, eating refreshments from the meal delivery service, and looking at the newspaper in his hand. If he hadn't been mentally prepared, he would probably be laughing like Shirley across the street. Laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, oops, I can't do it, oppa. The reporters here are too good, how could they want to get the picture of the other party kneeling and licking the feet of a 200-pound aunt, and write it in the newspaper."

"The paparazzi on Hong Kong Island are notoriously dirty."

After putting down one portion, Lin Yi took a mouthful of shrimp dumplings, then continued to pick up the other portion and began to read.

The content is similar, and the photos of my own materials are gradually being perfected on the pages of major newspapers. It seems that these people all understand, the pile of information provided by myself, every newspaper or magazine, has divided the cake invisibly.

You eat the gimmicks of these few materials, and I will post some other highlights.

There were only some small miscellaneous magazines, and they were thrown out all at once. They don't bother to care about what kind of cake you share, they just make money.

"Then what should we do now, oppa." Xue Li imitated Lin Yi and ate a mouthful of dumplings, saying vaguely in her mouth.

"What should we do? Our work has been done. What we should do now is to pack our luggage after breakfast and buy a plane ticket to fly to Seoul. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. After getting there, eat melon seeds to see Playing is the most correct choice.”

Lin Yi, who speaks the word "running away" so freshly and refinedly, has such a solid literary foundation, which cannot be separated from his previous life in forums, in games, and in various small video comment areas. It is a theory integrated after great writers point out the country.

However, Xue Li didn't give Lin Yi any face, and directly opened his mouth to dismantle his platform, "Understood, just like the fat brother last night, run away quickly."

"This is called a tactical retreat." Lin Yi continued to argue.

Xue Li was also amused by this sophistry. After laughing a few times, she nodded approvingly, "Indeed, Brother Fatty left by boat, that's called running away. We can leave by plane, which is considered a retreat." .”

Covering his face, Lin Yi had nothing to say.

Seeing this, Sydney on the opposite side laughed again, and the hearty laughter made Lin Yi, who was covering his face, also smile slightly.

At the same time, at the backstage of this Asian Music Festival, in the waiting room of Girls' Generation.

The atmosphere is dignified! ! !