Originally, everyone was immersed in sadness.

Hearing Yang Mi's words, I didn't think much about it.

Shen Teng: This oh doesn't matter.

Directly blew up netizens who like gossip.

Repeatedly savoring this sentence, netizens actually read some unusual information.

"No wonder I always feel that every time Yang Mi's attention is on Su Chen, it has developed to the point of talking late at night??"

"In the evening, come to my room and let me get to know you well."

"Groove! Is this after Su Chen's new song, has it begun to expose melons? "

Late night melon! And this is Su Chen and Yang Miyi! Just looking at the appearance, it is quite suitable. "

.......

Meanwhile.

"Hello, Li Huanying" director team.

Outside the suite.

Xiaofei and several staff members knocked anxiously on the door.

"Sister Ling, you opened the door, are you okay? I'm so worried about you, you open the door first!

"Yes, Sister Ling, you can do it, Sister Xiaofei is about to cry."

"Sister Ling, open the door quickly."

At this time, Xiaofei had knocked on the door for five minutes.

Obviously I heard Jia Ling inside, but no one answered.

Jia Ling has always been very mature and knows how to take care of other people's feelings.

This time, let Xiaofei knock on the door.

Inside are all indifferent.

This is simply abnormal!

The more Xiaofei thought about it, the more worried he became.

They are even ready to call 119 without opening the door.

And at this time.

Jia Ling locked himself in the room and did not turn on the light.

Only the TV in front of me is lit.

Watch live videos on TV.

Jia Ling was already crying so much that he couldn't help himself...

A small square table.

There is one meat and one vegetarian.

Once upon a time, when I returned home, there was always hot soup and hot dishes.

Only since the death of my mother.

I am like a bird without a home, wandering alone in this world.

Looking at the high sky, I walked a long way.

Isn't this exactly yourself.

Now Jia Ling, although he is not as high as those first-line movie stars in the entertainment industry.

But in the comedy industry, she has already stood at the top of the line.

Can walk to this position.

She came up step by step with her own efforts,

and looked back at this time.

My mother was no longer behind her.

This joy and beauty is no longer shared.

I miss my mother every time, but I can't dream of her.

Jia Ling also often comforted herself.

It must be that the mother can't bear to be disturbed by dreams.

"I'm afraid I'll think of you again..." Thinking

of this, Jia Ling sat alone on the sofa.

Holding a blanket to cover her face and crying.

Every now and then shouting:

"Mom... I miss you so much....."

It is precisely because of this deep in my heart.

There has been no opportunity to express and vent feelings.

Jia Ling had the idea of creating the movie "Hello Li Huanying".

While crying, Jia Ling tried her best to calm her mood.

This song is different from the others she received during this time.

The whole song has no explosive tone.

No tear-jerking rhetoric.

Just a superficial telling is enough to be gripping.

This simply coincides with her movie story.

It's all the same plain water, the same narrative technique.

The same simplicity to express your thoughts.

At this time, on the screen, Yang Mi was saying that she wanted to know more about Su Chen.

And why not Jia Ling?

This kind of feeling of losing a loved one cannot be empathized with without personal experience.

And Su Chen can create such a moving song.

There must be great strength and deep feelings in his heart.

I really want to talk to Su Chen.

Jia Ling sat alone in front of the TV.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, Jia Ling wiped his tears and stood up.

Listen to the anxious knock outside the door.

A smile could barely be squeezed out of his face.

As if he had made up his mind, he walked towards the door.

The other side.

"It can't go on like this, Sister Ling has never been like this, so I have to quickly ask the room manager to open the door."

Xiaofei, who was outside the door, stopped knocking.

Pick up your phone and make a call.

The next moment, the door opened on its own.

Xiaofei looked up.

Jia Ling, who had red eyes, was standing in the doorway.

"Xiaofei, let's sign Su Chen, the theme song must be his song, otherwise I'd rather not broadcast it."

Looking at Jia Ling in front of him, Xiaofei looked confused.

Subconsciously agreed.

"Ahhh.... Okay, when to go? "

Now."

"Now..... Right now? Oh, don't drag me, Sister Ling, I'm still wearing slippers........"......

The other side. Inside the mushroom house.

Looking at Yang Mi's appearance of not being able to get off the stage.

Huang Lei opened the topic with a sentence.

After the meal, sister Zifeng as a resident guest intimately made a few cups of hot tea for everyone.

Considering the wet and cold seaside.

The program group also arranged a foot soaking session.

Help everyone to ward off the cold and get rid of dampness.

Relaxing area in the living room of the mushroom house.

Everyone lined up to soak their feet and drink tea.

The younger sister continued to take out her own book and read it.

For a while, the small room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

"It's so laid-back..... Sure enough, it was the life I longed for.

Huang Lei leaned back in his chair and sighed.

The sound of the waves outside and the aroma of tea in the house are wafting.

Suddenly, Yang Mi screamed in surprise.

Break this brief calm of the mushroom house.

"Oh my God, Su Chen, take a look at your bib!"

Su Chen wondered,

"What's wrong with my neck."

Yang Mi frowned and pursed her red lips angrily.

"Su Chen, you seem to have been cue, and there are a lot of black fans in your account."

Su Chen frowned slightly and opened his neck.

I saw that the number of my fans had more than doubled.

All kinds of news are also piled up.

And he doesn't care about that.

To him, it's just insignificant data.

But his bib automatically sends a birthday bib underneath the neck.

It directly skyrocketed more than 100,000 comments.

"What's wrong, not responding to a word, is there no singing?"

"The song of the flower has already been sent, and there is no movement on Su Chen's side, so he won't be pretending to be stupid, right?"

"If you can't sing or not, you have to say a sentence first, right?"

Su Chen, who was reading the comment, looked confused.

Respond to what? Who is cue himself online again?

I don't know where things have gone.

Looking at the time, the comments are all from two hours ago.

Scroll down to the comments from an hour ago.

It was when Su Chen finished singing "One Meat and One Vegetarian".

The comment area has changed its style here.

There are no more people who lead the war to provoke.

And Su Chen found that most of their names had the word [Su Chen] on them.

I guess it's my own fan.

"The beef batch of "One Meat and One Vegetarian" is much better than the song that Hua Chenyu just posted!"

"I'm afraid Hua Chenyu wants to delete the blog at this time, hahaha."

"This wave of operation is too 6, Hua Chenyu is buying pink and black Su Chen, but instead lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot."

"Abominable! Sisters, Hua Chenyu pulled a vote over there, quickly poke here to give us Su Chen a big vote, don't be brushed down by the water army. "

See the praise of my own comment section.

Su Chen was not surprised.

He sang this song very devotedly.

It's easy to resonate with everyone.

Just why do these comments always mention Hua Chenyu?

Su Chen clicked on the voting link posted by the fan just now.

The phone page jumped into another bib.

Su Chen looked at the name on it, it

was Hua Chenyu.

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