"Fu Zhijin." Wen Jiu also stared at the screen, scratching his head as he read, and said with a complicated expression: "So serious...can't it be your real name?"
This year.
Someone actually uses their real name online?
Gu Nanci also stared in surprise for a few seconds.
Good guy!
On the Internet, I wish I could wear ten trumpets to avoid being ripped off.
How can you actually engage in real-name surfing in such a real way?
Li Yuan whispered uneasily: "So...is this good or bad?"
"good!"
After closing the temporary search for historical wishes, Gu Nanci decisively affirmed Li Yuan's luck.
Recalling the ghostly account names that flashed across my mind from time to time:
What cheating scumbag is in the eighteenth level of hell, please wish me smooth shit, my lover is a cat...
Compared with these, this brother with his real name and sincerity is simply not in a normal mental state!
Then, the entrusted wish should also be... normal?
The page loads slowly.
Finally, in the form of a virtual letter.
[Wishmaker: Fu Zhijin]
[Wish: I miss you so much...you will come back, right?]
It's very short, just this one line.
Compared with other people's long and lengthy speeches, it doesn't even look like a request for a solution, but just a random sentence.
It's as if I don't expect to be seen by anyone, I just tell my own secrets.
"Wow..." Wen Jiu also opened his mouth in an O shape.
Then he narrowed his eyes, his eyes changed rapidly, and he pointed at the screen inexplicably.
The voice was firm: "I smell the smell of gossip!"
At the moment when the wish is revealed.
The official website was also updated simultaneously, and speculations emerged:
[Good guy! Did you smoke it so quickly? 】
【...What a serious guy!】
[Hiss, this wish is so sad, but also so confusing...]
[Isn’t this easy to understand? It’s probably a poignant love story in which I love you, you love him, and the lover moves away and the lover never gets married!]
[Please, can you please stop digging wild vegetables everywhere... wake up your love brain! It can't be about family and friendship? 】
[...That makes sense! You have a plan, let’s go with you!]
"Hey, this time... was actually left two years ago!" Li Yuan was surprised when he suddenly discovered the details.
Gu Nanci glanced at it.
Huh! It’s really two years!
Is it still there after such a long time?
...and was even pulled out by Li Yuan?
She just said casually, there is no real home buff!!
Suddenly, thinking of something, Gu Nanci frowned, looked at the contact information at the bottom and said hesitantly: "I don't know if I can still get in touch."
Sure enough, it was a premonition experience.
Click on Fu Zhijin's personal account to display the last login time.
Well, it was the day when I made my wish.
Then it never came online again.
Looking at it now, most of the news sent has gone to waste.
Three people: "..."
Wen Jiuyi: "Ha... what will you do if you can't contact...?"
Gu Nan Cimo: "...lost 40% of the entrustment score."
"...Then this is worse than a hammer!"
Li Yuan listened to the conversation, the corners of his eyes were red, and he blamed himself for stopping it.
Look at the emo Li Yuan who is about to start.
His eyebrows twitched, and he glared at Wen Jiuyi, who was outspoken. Gu Nanci quickly changed his words,
"You should have left a phone number when you registered here. I'll go to the official office first to ask for the number. Besides, this wish is unclear, so I have to talk to them clearly!"
"Judging from the current situation, if I can get in touch with him, he will definitely be a good person to talk to. Maybe it will be an opportunity! I will give you full marks when the time comes!"
Gu Nanci quickly coaxed the child.
Wen Jiu also hurriedly chimed in, "Ah, yes, yes! Nan Ci is right!"
Gu Nanci:...You are a yes man.
Wen Jiu also chuckled.
However, getting the number is also a bit of a twist.
Originally, according to common practice, the official could not provide help.
But I don’t know what plot the person in charge of the last phone call had in mind.
I firmly believe that they are poor little people who love the music festival deeply and come at all costs despite being poor.
What's this?
This is so touching and sincere!
You've already won someone else's lottery, and you still haven't informed me?
How cold, heartless, and unreasonable!
So, he used his sharp tongue to convince other people, obtained the authority to obtain the registration number, and sent it to Gu Nanci.
It had been a few days since I received it, and Gu Nanci was taking photos to promote the MC of the song.
Wearing a sports style, a white laminated sweatshirt, blue sweatpants, and a beret, the hair on the forehead is raised and covered in the hat, and the delicate and charming face is fully exposed, which is so eye-catching that you can't take your eyes away.
"Come on! Look here - just keep doing this!"
The cameraman clicked wildly with excitement, and the flash flashed desperately.
The young man in the camera doesn't have any of the newcomer's restraints.
On the contrary, he exudes years of experience and a leisurely and comfortable control of the lens.
On the side, the director of The Song came over to admire his future number one in the ratings, grinning uncontrollably with his big teeth.
nice!
So pretty!
He didn't believe that if his looks were released, there would be people who wouldn't be tempted or come to see the song?
Looking at the director who was smiling like he was worthless, Zhang Yin rolled her eyes helplessly, "Yunqi's schedule is not scheduled and she won't be able to come until tomorrow. She should be able to shoot Nan Ci first today."
"Ah, it's okay, she's not important." The director waved his hand in an extremely unconscionable manner.
Zhang Yin:...That’s not the way you looked when you were inviting people over!
The director, who was not at all panicked, was immersed in the beauty of the future top star, and even couldn't help but secretly take two photos.
Zhang Yin: "..."
It should be said or not.
If it weren't for a director.
What a fool.
"That's right!" The director suddenly became serious and frowned.
Just when Zhang Yin thought he was going to say something serious, she suddenly heard, "I remember, Ci Ci seems to be introverted and timid, right?"
"...Tell me, if I go over to talk to you directly like this, will it scare people?"
Zhang Yin: "..."
"How about I wait? We'll meet formally in two days when we're recording?"
Zhang Yin: "..."
Although, but.
It’s not like you take care of it to this extent, right?
"I don't look scary today, do I?" The director touched his beard, raised his head and deliberately shined a light on the reflective glass.
But it is true that the director of The Song is born with a fierce look, an angry look, and a rough beard. In the early years, he could stop crying at night with just a cross look, but whenever he got angry, the entire program team would tremble.
He has calmed down a lot in the past two years, but he still looks fierce.
Just when the director was hesitant and confused, the filming over there ended.
The camera teacher couldn't put it down, holding the camera in his hands, and repeatedly said loudly that he would definitely come to him next time there was such a job.
The pictures are produced quickly, and almost no teaching is required. With real talent, there are almost no wasted shots!
I have never worked with someone so worry-free and cooperative!
Even when it comes, I can’t help but encourage:
"Are you interested in modeling? With your figure, God is going to steal you! Not to mention your face! My teacher has an international show next week, do you want to try it?"
