Chapter 125: When we are old, we will go back to Linxian, and Ye Luo will return to our roots.

It is another year's DK anniversary celebration. The venue of the party is Starlight Plaza. In addition to the top gods, many anchors are invited. The whole celebration will be broadcast live, and the best newcomer award will be selected. It is also a grand event in the Internet celebrity circle. Not inferior to the entertainment industry.
Kaiyan is the anchor of the dance zone. The number of fans is about 300,000. He has been tepid and barely able to meet the invitation threshold of the celebration. The front row seats are all DK seniors and famous gods. They can only go Back row.
The host was on the hot scene, interacting with the guests, and witty words. At this time, I don’t know who was on the scene. Suddenly there was a burst of screams around. Not only the peripheral audience, but also some female anchors, their faces blushed with excitement. Up.
Kaiyan craned his neck and took a curious look on the stage. It turned out that it was KKK, the hot heavyweight in the game zone. The opponent was in a well-tailored suit, tall and long, and the real person was more handsome than the live screen. The news said that many scouts wanted him to hop into the entertainment industry, but he didn't go, and just concentrated on playing games. After a few years, his popularity has far surpassed Maruno.
It has nothing to do with yourself.
Kai Yan retracted his gaze with some envy, and then found a boy with indifferent temperament sitting next to him. He was a little too white, like a jade cast, with the dark blue light hitting his face and his face was a little too much. The coquettishness of Qingdao unknown.
Since I'm sitting here, 80% of the fans are around three to four hundred thousand, which is the same level.
Kaiyan sat boringly and leaned forward without any psychological pressure to strike up a conversation: "Hey, where are you from, get to know, you can follow each other, I am Kaiyan from the dance zone."
The boy was cold and unkind. Hearing this, he just glanced at him, and then continued to look on the stage. Without saying a word, Kai Yan noticed that there was a sketch book on his lap, and suddenly said: "Oh, you are painting It's a mere deception, no wonder I haven't seen you."
People in the painting area don't show their faces very much, mainly looking at their hands.
The teenager still did not speak.
After the host introduced the main guests, it was the turn of the DK executives to speak. Kaiyan noticed that the teenager next to him suddenly retracted his eyes, lowered his head and turned to open the notebook to draw, the pen touched the paper, and there was a slight rustle Sounded.
It was a street with a sense of time. The old tube building was full of clothes poles, and the densely-wrapped wires were hanging in the air. The crowd was crowded. In front of the restaurant, there was a girl with braids and big eyebrows soliciting customers. .
Sitting on the iron railing by the side of the road, a teenager, wearing a black skull shirt with unruly eyebrows, was bending over to talk to another teenager who was looking down and unable to see his face. The bag with a plastic bottle in his hand was grabbed. Die tight.
A painting that is very lifelike, the black and white line drafts can't conceal the faint sense of warmth in the picture. Kai Yan inexplicably feels that the boy on the railing looks familiar, but he can't remember who it is.
At this time, the award ceremony began on the stage. This year's best popularity award is undoubtedly K. The host did not sell too much, and invited him to the stage to accept the award amid warm applause.
Strangely, the boy next to him stopped the pen again, and then looked at the stage again.
The host interjected: "K is big, in fact, there is one thing fans are particularly curious about, including me, because I am also a fan of yours, can you tell us, is the anchor you follow is K's wife?"
Big K didn't seem to expect that he would ask this. He was stunned for a moment. He turned his head a little embarrassedly, and the smile in his eyes couldn't hide.
There was a humorous boo in the audience. When K had a million fans, he followed an anchor in the painting area whose ID was Baiyang. No one had noticed it, but when his fans were close to the tens of millions mark, he followed There is still a lonely person on the list, which has to make people think about it, but unfortunately he never explained anything.
The man on the stage finally took the microphone, a pair of peach eyes reflected in the light, and he smiled and coughed a few times: "Actually, you all guessed it a long time ago, so I don't need to explain it."
The host wowed in surprise. This is the first time he has admitted his love affair positively. He looked at the reaction of the audience, and then said heartbrokenly: "It seems that the female fan is going to be heartbroken. Okay, I knew it, handsome guy. There will never be a lack of an object. Is it okay to have a relationship with an object? When are you going to get the certificate?"
Wen Chuo nodded: "The relationship is very good, and I have come all the way from the time of trouble."
Everyone in the game area knows that he has always paid attention to privacy protection. After all, online violence is not uncommon these years. When the host asked this sentence, he was already a bit on the line. If he asked again, it would only be innocent, and the awards ended with a smile.
Kai Yan was not interested in those and turned his head casually, just to catch the smile on the corner of the boy's lips beside him. He was taken aback for a while, and he didn't even know when the party ended.
When the reaction came, the seat beside him was already empty.
Kaiyan was awkwardly walking through the crowd, quickly looking for the white figure, and chasing it out of the party scene, only to see the other party in a pure black sports car, standing on the side of the road, could not help but feel lost.
Wen Chuo unbuttoned, threw the suit jacket in the back seat, then started the car to turn on the air conditioner, and muttered: "I thought it would be cooler at night, but it was still so hot in the end."
After that, he said: "A new pastry restaurant has opened in the commercial building. A reservation was made a few days ago. The manager just called me, so let's go now?"
Bai Yang packed the collection of paintings into his bag, looked at the darkening sky, and said without beginning and ending, "Strawberry cake."
Wen Chuo smiled: "There is a strawberry cake. If I forget anything, I dare not forget your strawberry cake. How can I forget it."
Street lights slid across the speeding car body, and you saw a bright night scene. Wen Chuo stopped the car and waited for the traffic lights. Seeing Bai Yang lowered his head and looking at his mobile phone, he asked jokingly, thinking of the funny words the host said today: " Hey, they all say Bai Yang is my object, are you?"
Bai Yang raised his head and looked at him, with a silly look: "Yes."
Then Wen Chuo was happy and stopped talking. The car arrived at the garage near the commercial building and parked. Bai Yang unfastened his seat belt and, as usual, got to Wen Chuo and kissed him on the face.
Wen Chuo leaned forward and kissed back expertly, then patted his ass, deliberately joking: "You know, I have poor self-control..."
Bai Yang hugged him and leaned his face softly on his shoulder: "Go back and do it, now I want to eat cake."
Wen Chuo raised his eyebrows: "You are the ancestor, you have the final say."
The western restaurant I went to was on the ship. The price was expensive and the environment was quiet. There were no customers at this point. Wen Chuo chose a window position, and some wanted to laugh: "Why do I feel that I have been pitted? There is no customer in his house. I also booked three days in advance...but the scenery is beautiful."
They sat in a good position, looking down from the window, it was the endless river scene, and the viaduct across the river, the water surface was rippling, like stars falling in, waiting for a long meal, I heard that the white poplar was painting. He also leaned in to tear a piece of paper over.
He got used to the mouse and keyboard, and the pen was still a bit rusty, and the structure was not quite right. He leaned forward and looked at Bai Yang's. He grinned and said, "Hey, my apprentice is now a teacher. I am not as good as you."
The waiter brought up the dessert, which was ice cream to make a strawberry cake with inset. Bai Yang gave Wen Chuo a bite, and then immersed himself in taking small bites. It was rare to be a little childish at this time.
Wen Chuo propped his chin, waited for his steak, and in his spare time, he drew Baiyang's paintings. Turning over page after page, they all carried the memories of Linxian old years. It was the past of them crying or laughing.
Wen Chuo cut the steak piece by piece, then dipped it in black pepper sauce, and put it on the white poplar's plate: "The creamy pasta is a bit greasy, and I'll give you an ice drink later."
Bai Yang is still the temperament he used to be, thrifty and thrifty. Even if he is tired, he eats cleanly. Compared with the days when he eats buns every day, his life is much better now. He cherishes it very much.
Wen Chuo leaned on the back of his chair and looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling. He blinked and saw a blue ball of light emerge from the top, spinning beside him.
Wen Chuo thought for a while, it felt like it was a system.
[Ding, Interstellar Self-improvement System is very happy to serve you]
really……
[This service is about to end. After four years, the host has successfully relied on his own efforts to walk a different path from the previous life. The interstellar examiner has determined that it has reached the eligibility standard. Please continue to work hard and continue to maintain it~]
Wen Chuo reacted: "Are you leaving? Where are you going?"
The ball of light went around the table mischievously, but no one noticed it.
【Ding! To find the next host]
Wen Chuo smiled and said seriously: "The person you chose must be lucky."
This is the first time someone said this. The system moved twice and then landed on the gallery, the texture was like a ball of jelly that glowed blue.
[The system guy thought you would feel very unlucky]
Wen Chuo said: "When you don't understand, you feel very unlucky. Later, when you understand, you find that you are lucky."
If he were not forced to become self-reliant, he might never have imagined what kind of path he would go.
Bai Yang lowered his eyes to eat, with a serious look, the system lightly landed on his shoulders under Wen Chuo's gaze.
[He was very bitter alone in his previous life. Never abandon the person who has been with you because of the wealth in front of you. Please treat him well in this life~]
Wen Chuo's eyelids trembled.
【Ding! The extraction program starts, please prepare the host,
Start the self-check program,
The self-check is complete.
Unbundling,
20%
50%
100%
Successfully lifted, this service ended successfully, thank you for every long-term reunion in the world, never see you again~]
The ball of light passed through the glass window, followed the river surface, and floated far in the night until it was no longer visible.
Wen Chuo lowered his head and said, "White Poplar..."
Bai Yang raised his head, his pupils were clean.
Wen Chuo: "Hate me?"
I left you in my last life.
Bai Yang was stunned, then lowered his eyes, and lightly patted the collection of paintings by the table. Without exception, the two teenagers got along with each other.
Bai Yang took Wen Chuo's hand, shook it, and smiled at him.
Don't hate, how can you hate...
Just want to find him.
On the last page of the painting collection, there are two gray-haired old people planting trees in front of the house and flowers behind the house. A fat blue cat is lying on the eaves, lazily basking in the sun.
Wen Chuo stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "When we are old, we will return to Linxian."
Bai Yang gently hooked his little finger and pulled a hook.