I’m Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked

"Why did you come so early?" Du Jing sat in the lounge to screen the script for Fu Mingyuan. Seeing Fu Mingyuan coming in, he was a little confused.

Fu Mingyuan nodded to the others in the lounge.

Yang Sulue, who was sitting by the door, responded with some embarrassment.

During the two days of recording, Fu Mingyuan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Every time he came to a player who was specifically mentioned to be "praised", the comments were particularly sharp and hit the nail on the head.

Then my own comments seemed very weak.

The other two judges smiled and said two sentences to him, and Fu Mingyuan answered them one by one.

When Fu Mingyuan approached, Du Jing threw the phone away, glanced at him up and down, and frowned.

"Why is your collar wrinkled?"

"How come the corners of your lips are broken?" Du Jing stood up and studied for a while: "Did you fight?"

Fu Mingyuan glanced at him: "No, what are you thinking about?"

He handed Du Jing the bag with the clothes in his hand.

There was no fighting.

There is some sofa exercise.

Fu Mingyuan squinted his eyes, and a faint smile spread across his mouth.

Du Jing's mind suddenly flashed when he saw it.

Holding his forehead with one hand, he gritted his teeth and spoke quietly.

"Can you converge? Don't bite your lips anyhow."

After all, he went to the clothing room with a distressed look, let's change Fu Mingyuan's shirt, the wrinkle was too obvious.

The culprit on the other side was lying on the bed, touching his lips with one hand, and brushing the fan group with the other.

Brother Fu’s little fan: Oh, thank you Brother 007, the profile picture of Brother Fu sent by your brother is so handsome!

Brother Fu’s beacon: Brother Fu, this is the restaurant outside, ah ah ah ah, I knew I went there at noon, and saw the price shrinking.

Brother Fu's light stick: I am, I am! ! I saw Brother Fu go in! I took a photo and I left [Photo], I know who 007 is, my God, will Brother Fu watch the group! !

Shen Qi clicked on the photo, which was a back photo of Fu Mingyuan, tall and tall, with a new screensaver.

He clicked save.

Brother Fu's little angel: Who is it! ! ! This profile is too perfect too! I love it so much!

Brother Fu’s darling: Another day for Brother Fu’s face to tears

The news continued to be swiped, and Shen Qi flipped it up for a long time before he found the picture of "shen side face" in their mouths.

Seeing the angle of the photo, you know that this photo was taken by Du Jing.

Fu Mingyuan turned his head to talk to himself, the dim light shining on his face, and the corners of his lips were faintly curled upwards, appearing unusually gentle.

Shen Qi's face was mosaicked, and the two of them looked a little intimate.

But no one noticed him at all.

Fans only noticed Fu Mingyuan's side face.

Shen Qi closed his eyes, remembering the kiss just now.

Both of them are newbies, and they are both young and healthy, and they can't hold back a kiss alone.

Fu Mingyuan stopped first, arranged his clothes for him, and left early.

He licked the corners of his lips and covered his eyes with one hand, his smile couldn't be suppressed.

Thinking about it further, he may need to take another bath.

After calming down for a moment, he went to the small group of five and shouted.

Your brother Qi: Can you beat the king?

Brother Gou: What kind of king? Your fans all ran to my live room to ask me if I hid you, it’s a bit difficult for me

Your brother Qi: Tell my little ones, I will go live in the Internet cafe tomorrow

Lu Tun: Ah ah ah, can I go together?

Your brother Qi: OK

Dog brother:? ? Did you two meet?

Lu Tun: Yes! !

Ye Lai: QAQ

Brother Gou: Where are you? Won't go to the game anymore

Your brother Qi: City H, watch the game

Brother Gou was shocked.

Brother Gou immediately chatted with Shen Qi privately.

Brother Gou: I am also going to watch the game. I was planning to come the day after tomorrow. I will come tomorrow. Let’s face each other, brother?

Shen Qi watched the private chat, rubbed his hair and thought for a while before replying.

It's actually a matter of time before I meet the dog brother.

Your brother Qi: OK, set a time and place

A few minutes later, Brother Gou sent over the scheduled time and place.

It is an Internet cafe near the competition venue.

It seems that I am going to have a live broadcast for three consecutive sittings.

After Shen Qi responded, knowing that Brother Gou and Xiao Xiangcai were both broadcasting live, it was not convenient to play the king. Ye Lai was also preparing for the game. Without time, he only pulled Lu Tun and himself in the double row in the next room.

Fighting the king is a bit worse than playing the Jedi, that is, you cannot kill your teammates.

Sun Shangxiangxiu's scalp was numb in the team, and he sent a blood to the opponent at the beginning. He even hit the laner without the skills, and caught Cai Wenji from Lutun and scolded him.

Lu Tun had no temper, Shen Qi had a big temper, and Sun Shangxiang's voice was unpleasant. Kai Mai cursed a few words that could be easily blocked.

Shen Qi simply squatted in the grass and typed.

He typed fast, and he sent a long string of words, directly swiping the screen.

Sun Shangxiang cursed a few words, no one scolded him in voice, and found it very boring.

Looking at the small composition on the screen, he almost fainted.

Li Bai (my teammate): Brother listened to what you said, I just turned on the record button now, and say more to continue, very good, perfect, very beautiful, you are really talented brothers, your parents are so good at being used by you , Your brother is here to fight for you, brother, why are you dead again, brother, you are too weak, hurry up and protect our Fang Sun Shangxiang! Sun Shangxiang is active on the first front, and his children and grandchildren are here to fight for us! Let us applaud and shout for him! good, very good! He rushed up again, and he took his children and grandchildren down again! He moved out of his parents again!

During the period, Shen Qi also pressed the team prompt to "protect our Sun Shangxiang".

The other two teammates posted two ellipsis.

Then follow Shen Qi and press "Protect Our Sun Shangxiang".

After Sun Shangxiang hung up, the team was much cleaner.

This turned into a four-on-five situation. Naturally, there was no chance to win, and he lost as expected.

After coming out, Lu Tun was trembling.

After all, his assisted play is not very good, compared to the king, it is more comfortable to play Jedi.

According to the past situation, after the idol scolded his teammate who was still dirty and lost the game, he should be scolded.

But today, Lu Tun didn't have any preparation. He didn't wait until he was scolded. He only waited for a word.

Shen Qi glanced at the time, his brother should be recording the show at this moment.

"Not ready yet?" The two drove WeChat voice.

Lu Tun reacted for a while before asking counselingly, "Don't you scold me?"

Shen Qi sighed: "Do you want to be scolded? How much money do you want?"

He is in a good mood today. If Lu Tun insists on asking, it is not impossible.

Lu Tun quickly denied it and quickly pressed start.

The two of them didn't know if it was too bad, and a few of them came down. What they encountered was either someone hanging up from the team, or the opposing group.

As usual, Shen Qi has long lost his temper, but today he didn't lose his temper even when he kneeled so much. Even Lu Tun couldn't help cursing the ghost matching mechanism, and Shen Qi was still humming a song.

"That... idol, or don't fight it..." Lu Tun suggested.

It was dark outside, and the two knelt all afternoon.

An idol does not have a glass heart, he has a glass heart.

Shen Qi glanced at the time again.

It was past six o'clock, the curtains of the room had not been opened, and the sky outside could not be seen.

He took the phone, got out of bed barefoot, and moved his muscles and bones a bit.

The room is carpeted and it is not cool.

After playing games for a whole afternoon, I leaned on the bed again, and my neck and shoulders were a little sore.

"Idol, idol? Are you listening to me? Shall we have dinner?"

Shen Qi responded, seeming to react: "You don't need to go back to your team's hotel?"

"Your manager isn't looking for you?"

Even if the youth trainees are watching the game, they can't stay overnight, they are still under the jurisdiction of the team.

Lu Tun scratched his head next door, "Didn't you book me a room for that idol? I'll just ask the manager for a leave in a while..."

Shen Qi hummed a laugh.

Wasn't that just to distract you so that you can be alone with your brother?

He sighed, seeming to have some doubts: "It's so good to ask for leave now...that's okay, you can order the takeaway yourself in a while, I'll hang up first."

After speaking, he interrupted the WeChat voice without waiting for Lu Tun to react.

Lu Tun:...

How do I feel like a tool man.

After hanging up the voice with Lu Tun, Shen Qi cut into the chat box with Fu Mingyuan.

The fingertips slid across his lips, he licked the corners of his lips and started to send messages to his brother.

Your brother Qi: When will you come back, brother~

Your brother Qi: QAQ stays alone in the loneliness and emptiness of her boudoir

After a while, the other party's chat box displayed "input in progress".

It lasted a minute before the other party responded.

fmy: for a while, finishing work

fmy: What is QAQ?

fmy: An independent boudoir refers to a woman

Your brother Qi: The point is loneliness and emptiness~ brother~

Your brother Qi: QAQ is crying, I am now QAQ, I need a kiss from my brother to stop QAQ

After sending it out, Shen Qi stroked his forehead and laughed.

He opened the curtains and sat on the window sill overlooking.

The city was dark after six o'clock, and the lights were bright everywhere. From here, he could see the Fu Mingyuan working building, which was also lit.

The people downstairs couldn't really understand it, and gradually a chill came to their minds. Just as their thoughts were about to drift away, the voice of the WeChat voice call awakened Shen Qi.

Stepping on the cold window sill, Shen Qi pressed the switch.

The voice of someone talking over there.

"Are you typing now? Fu Mingyuan! Are you particularly uncomfortable seeing that I don't have a myocardial infarction!"

It was Du Jing who lowered his voice and spoke.

"Tomorrow or morning will start recording, we try to end it as soon as possible, today you have worked hard."

Participate in the voice of the director of the program group.

And Fu Mingyuan's Qingqian breathing.

Shen Qi simply leaned his back against the wall, put on headphones, and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Brother, are you still in the show group?"

There was a rustling voice over Fu Mingyuan, and it took a while to hear his reply.

"Ok."

"Ah, why did you call me suddenly...Isn't there someone next to him?" Shen Qi sniffed.

Fu Mingyuan frowned and took the clothes bag from Du Jing's mobile phone. People passed by the two one after another. It was rare to see Emperor Fu wearing headphones as if talking with others, and they all looked back at him.

The upright man lowered his head slightly, holding the headphone cord with one hand, and placing the other hand on the side of his leg in a regular manner. The light was on top of his head, and the lines of his face that looked sharp in normal days seemed soft at the moment. A little bit.

Du Jing was standing next to him, and when someone walked over, he nodded with a smile.

"It's over soon." Everyone else walked out, and Fu Mingyuan walked into the corner.

"Still crying?" When he reached the shadow, Fu Mingyuan squeezed his eyebrows.

Du Jing glanced at him, sighed, and then resigned to his fate to continue dealing with others.

Fortunately, at this moment, the people are almost dispersed. Fu Mingyuan has so obviously avoided the actions of others, and no one is ignorant of it.

"What are you crying..." Shen Qi was halfway talking, remembering the expression he had just made.

So, brother thought he was really crying?

He is not a kid, how can he really cry.

The words turned a corner again: "I'm crying."

He sniffed again, which was actually a bit cold and there was no blanket on the windowsill.

"You haven't come back, you can't stop it."

Fu Mingyuan gave a hum.

"Don't cry, I'll be back soon."

He pulled the coat in Du Jing's arms and walked out.

"No, what are you in a hurry!"

What kind of cry, can you believe this? It's not a child of two or three years old!

"Brother, are you coming back?" Shen Qi heard the voice over there a bit messy, mixed with the sound of footsteps, and the sound of other people talking. After a while, it was the sound of wind.

Fu Mingyuan walked fast. They originally came by car, but now they have to wait a while for Du Jing to go to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Fu Mingyuan took his clothes bag and glanced at the supermarket next to him.

"What do you want to eat?"

Taking advantage of Du Jing's effort to pick up the car, Fu Mingyuan wore a mask and went to the supermarket.

Shen Qi snorted.

"I want to eat what you made." His nose was a little itchy, and he sniffed, making some nasal sounds when he spoke.

"But it's better to order takeaway. When we get home, we will make it for me? Brother~"

After speaking, Shen Qi waited for a while before replying, only to find that the other party's signal was not good and the voice had been cut off on the screen.

He uttered a loud voice, and simply grabbed the phone to scan the super chat, and changed the name of his trumpet.

On the same day, Fu Mingyuan's Weibo super chat added an enthusiastic fan named "Brother's Sweetheart".

In the Fu Mingyuan fan group——

Brother Fu's little fan: Is the square exploded?

Brother Fu's light stick:? ? ? ?

Brother Fu's little handkerchief: I watched a circle, which sister is this fanatical 2333, don’t you know that Brother Fu’s Weibo is not managed by me?

Brother Fu's little lamp: I am crazy for you, crazy for you, and hit the big wall for you

Brother Fu's little girl: I love you, brother

Brother Fu's little girl: I'm greedy for your body, brother

Brother Fu’s ceiling: Brother, I want to see your abs

Brother Fu's heart-warming bag: It seems to be the sister I pulled in before, wow, is that fanatical? The Weibo name before is not this ahhhh

Brother Fu's little hairpin: You have enough, the sister is still in the group, and you still learn from her

At this moment, Shen Qi didn't know that he had been cueed by the sisters in the group, and he was still "voicing for love".

......

There are not too many people in the supermarket at this time, the signal in the supermarket is not good, and the Internet is not connected.

As soon as Fu Mingyuan entered, the voice call with Shen Qi was disconnected.

I didn't hear what the other party said behind.

I have sent a message, and it has been displayed in circles, and the message cannot be received.

He took the earphones, put the phone in his pocket, and walked away from crowded places to choose dishes.

M1G had done an interview before. Although God A himself did not participate, the team manager once broke the news in the interview that Angry likes to eat spicy food.

Thinking of this, Fu Mingyuan frowned.

It's not so good to eat more spicy food.

However, it is okay to eat it once in a while, and control the amount.

What's more, the other party is still crying now, and eating what you like can make people feel happy.

The small kitchen facilities in the hotel room are not bad. He went to buy some chicken and fish, and then went to the seasoning area.

A girl's voice came from behind.

"Does the little brother in front look like Fu Mingyuan?"

"What are you thinking about, why would Brother Fu come to the supermarket?"

"It's very similar, it's really alike! Wait for me to go around and see!"

The voices of the two girls were not small and they were not far from Fu Mingyuan.

Fu Mingyuan paused when he picked up the seasonings, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to confront the girl who said he wanted to go around and take a look.

He only wore a mask, no hat, his eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and his hairstyle was very easy to recognize.

After only one glance, the girl blushed and stood in the original speechless.

Fu Mingyuan pursed his lower lip and nodded to the girl.

"Fu...Brother Fu..." The girl held back a sentence after holding back for a long time.

Fu Mingyuan took a bottle of cooking wine. Before he could react, the girl's friend rushed over, hugged the girl's arm, and jumped on the spot excitedly.

"It's really Brother Fu!!!" Her voice was not small. Fortunately, there was no one in the condiment area, and the supermarket was so big that it didn't attract others.

The girl immediately covered her mouth and bowed to Fu Mingyuan to apologize.

"Yes... I'm sorry Brother Fu, I hope it didn't disturb you... We are just so excited..."

Fu Mingyuan said, "It's okay, but I have something wrong. I hope you don't tell others that I am here."

After speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at their shopping carts. There were some snacks.

He added: "It's not good to eat too many snacks."

The two girls leaned close to each other, trembling, so excited that they couldn't speak.

It wasn't until Fu Mingyuan turned around and left, looking at his upright back, that he remembered that they hadn't asked for an autograph.

However, I was cared by Brother Fu! What snacks to eat! ! ! Put the snacks back quickly! ! !

Is Brother Fu shopping for groceries? A man with a good family style, oh, brother Fu quickly find someone!

When I left the supermarket, a quarter of an hour had passed, and the mobile phone finally got a signal.

Almost as soon as he came out, Du Jing called in.

"God, Brother Fu! I'm going to kneel down for you! I'll get a car and you won't be seen!"

Du Jing just wanted to kneel down and call his father.

"Sorry, just got out of the supermarket, there was no signal just now, I am coming to you now." Fu Mingyuan put on his hat and walked towards the exit of the parking lot.

"Isn't it recognized? Why are you going to the supermarket! Can't I buy what I want to buy!"

"Hey, forget it, I saw you and I'm hanging up."

Seeing Fu Mingyuan carrying a bunch of things over, Du Jing had another headache.

I wanted to say something, just opened my mouth and shut my mouth again.

......

When Fu Mingyuan came over, Shen Qi had already taken a shower and blew his hair.

The hotel is fully equipped, and there are things like curling irons.

He rolled his bangs, and the bangs that he didn't care about were rolled up a little by him at the moment, and he obediently stuck to his forehead. He blinked in the mirror, and then sneezed.

He changed into a creamy yellow sweater again, and the whole person looked a little younger and immature.

Shen Qi sprayed some freshener in his mouth and licked his slightly dry lips. He put on some lip balm, which had a slight mint smell.

The lip color looks more rosy.

He curled his mouth toward the mirror and raised an eyebrow.

Do all this and the doorbell just rang.

Fu Mingyuan stood outside the door. He changed into a light-colored sweater, put on a mask and hat, and he was carrying food.

Du Jing did not follow along.

The moment he raised his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Maybe the lights are too dazzling.

"Ah, brother, do you want to cook with your own hands?" Shen Qi took what was in the other's hand and closed the door.

Fu Mingyuan said, took off his mask and hat, and went into the small kitchen.

"Brother~ should I give you some reward first~" Shen Qi stood beside him. He was a little shorter than Fu Mingyuan. Looking over from this position, you could see Fu Mingyuan's slightly frowned eyebrows.

And the lips pressed together.

He simply sat on the cooking table, resting his hands on the table, and staring directly at Fu Mingyuan.

I want to kiss each other a little bit.

He licked his lips and stared at each other's lips unabashedly.

I want to experience the feeling of tossing and turning again.

Fu Mingyuan didn't seem to notice his straight line of sight, he rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands.

He didn't wear a fan support bracelet today.

"No, go outside and wait for me." He whispered, unable to hear any emotions.

Shen Qi's gaze was placed on the opponent's wrist. Fu Mingyuan's complexion was not white, but a very healthy wheat color, not as thin as his own wrist.

Shen Qi still remembered the strength when he held his waist with both hands yesterday. He squinted his eyes and chuckled lightly.

He responded, but didn't plan to leave directly.

Leaning forward slightly, Shen Qi touched Fu Mingyuan's cheek with a cool hand, and then tilted the opponent's head toward him.

He leaned forward, kissed the tip of the other's nose, and sprayed warm breath on the faces of both parties.

Fu Mingyuan was stunned for a while, his nose felt a little wet, and his breathing became unstable for a moment.

The boy sat on the cooking table with a slight smile on his face, and even licked his lips.

A faint mint smell came from the tip of the nose.

Fu Mingyuan felt a little hot, he turned his face away, and spoke calmly.

"Go out first."

Shen Qi screamed, moved off the cooking table, leaned to his ear, and said with a smile: "Reward in advance, brother~"

Then he left the small kitchen.

When Shen Qi went out, Fu Mingyuan stopped.

He closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and calmed his breath.

The cold fingertips touched the nose tip that Shen Qi had just kissed, and even the fingertips smelled of mint.

The apple tree rolled up and down, and the tip of his tongue unconsciously wanted to touch the place where the boy had just kissed.

After a long while, Fu Mingyuan sighed.

He thought the other party was really crying.

He didn't understand the meaning of QAQ. The boy said that he was crying, so he took it seriously and eagerly came back to comfort him.

But he didn't cry, he looked very happy.

As I breathed a sigh of relief, a deep sense of powerlessness also surged.

He doesn't know how to fall in love, and he has never been exposed to the trend of young people before. Most of the time, he is studying how to play a good role.

Closing his eyes again, suppressing some confusion, he continued cooking.