Chapter 93: 093

As an emotional blogger, Lu Yao’s happiest time is to answer questions and solve problems for readers who send private messages to her. This is her most fulfilling thing.
She has been running the Weibo account "Emotional Things" for two full years before she has millions of fans.
During the period, it was not that no company came over to buy her Weibo, but she refused. In the end, she didn't even sign a contract, so she took care of her alone.
Until recently there was a strange person.
When the other party came to find him, Lu Yao was sitting in the office and just sent a patient away, so time was free.
That is a beautiful man.
It was the first time Lu Yao saw such a good-looking person. He was more beautiful than any star she had ever seen, and the temperament was not something ordinary people could walk away, especially her green eyes, looking straight into the heart of others.
She learns psychology, so she will naturally meet people to judge personality and other things, but she can't see the person in front of her.
Just tell her intuitively not to provoke her.
Lu Yao said directly, "I won't sell my account. If you are interested, please leave."
But to her surprise, this good-looking person didn't even say that she wanted to buy her Weibo account, but just proposed an alternative plan.
And this plan really moved her very much.
She only needs to get a one-hour lottery, and then wait for the Weibo user named [A Lime] to forward it. After the other party wins the prize, the user's questions will be answered according to his wishes.
Besides, she doesn't need to do anything.
And after this is over, she will receive generous rewards, not only that, but also various rewards, even the initial deposit is very rich.
Those who came to buy her account didn't spend as much money as this person, and they still won't lose their account. She is not ostentatious, so why not do it.
But Lu Yao couldn't help but wonder: "In case she didn't win the prize, I have 5 million fans, about 10,000 active comments, and more than 20,000 reposts. There are so many people... "
Wouldn't it be of no use based on this by then. Having said that, the man opposite still has no expression.
It wasn't until she finished all her doubts that the man spoke slowly.
"No one will win the prize except her."
The tone was plain and plain, but there was an unquestionable taste.
Lu Yao was speechless, and the doubts in her heart grew up like grass, completely unable to understand what he meant.
Did this person start Weibo? Can a black box operation be used?
If you think so, she doesn't care about this. Anyway, she only needs to post the lottery on Weibo. Even if she doesn't get the top spot, it's not her problem.
After the man left, Lu Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She now understands the unique feelings of some people written in the book. When facing the person just now, she was a little out of breath.
The sense of oppression is too clear.
With just such a little information, Lu Yao can only know that the other party's identity is unusual, the personality is strong, and the personality is the same, but he doesn't know anything else.
She sighed and clicked on the Weibo homepage of [One Lime].
The account registration time turned out to be some time ago, and she found a daily line in just a dozen Weibo posts.
But that Weibo was enough to reveal information. Lu Yao can basically judge that this little girl is very simple, I am afraid that everything is simple.
Think about being targeted by such a man...
Lu Yao shook her head. She didn't care about other people's home affairs. Either the girl was spoiled or locked.
She found a punctual time to post on Weibo, and edited the content according to the man's wishes. The interval between the draws was only ten minutes.
In such a short time, the amount of forwarding should not be much, but the probability of winning the girl is also very low.
Lu Yao was also very worried in her heart.
She refreshed her homepage almost every minute, and kept clicking on the Weibo homepage of "A Lime", her breathing almost stopped nervously.
When ten minutes arrived, Lu Yao ordered the lottery, then closed Weibo and waited for the mobile phone to send a private message.
I don't know how long it took before the phone made a familiar sound.
Lu Yao held her breath, clicked the private message, and the link was the name of the winner. There was no accident at all.
It's really [a sour lemon].
Lu Yao's eyes widened. Before she could recover, the previous man had already come to contact her.
It didn't take long before that [a sour lemon] also sent a long message, and she was excited and shaking hands.
Two people have experienced quite a lot.
It's just that the coding was too strong, and some she couldn't see it, but it was enough for her to understand, this girl absolutely did not see her thoughts clearly.
Just write the mood of this passage, it is absolutely impossible to write without feeling, Lu Yao can still see this point after dealing with feelings for so long.
But the hero of this story is really amazing.
In order to let the heroine understand that she has started to do such a thing, wouldn't she be crazy if she didn't get the hang of it anymore.
Lu Yao cautiously sent the content of the text to the other party. After thinking about it, she added a little bit of her own analysis, "Should I send the answers to the questions she asked?"
The other side replied with an "um", and gave her a reply.
According to his instructions, Lu Yao sent it out, modified the wording a little, and then just brushed the comments.
Sure enough, it is easy to see that in the comments, so many readers and fans have the same answer as her, which is simply a sub-question.
I'm afraid it is a fan of the authorities, let's be clear from the bystanders.
Lu Yao waited for a few hours. The girl didn't read her private messages, didn't come to find her, and didn't know what she was doing.
Ning Meng stayed bored in the big house, and was surrounded by those comments again, and walked out of the small building inadvertently.
The small building is still the same as before, the only thing that has not changed is that there are more flowers inside, and there are more people in black.
Seeing her, those black suits didn't show much expression.
Ning Meng pushed the door straight in and walked into the living room along the road. There was no one inside, and all the furnishings were the same as before.
Counting it all, 21 years have passed since this world. It was so rare to be able to do this, and she missed it very much.
At this moment, a woman suddenly walked down the stairs.
"Miss Ning." Li Chun called.
Ning Meng looked at it. He hadn't seen him for so long. Li Chun's appearance had changed a lot. He was very young before, but is now a middle-aged woman.
I don't know if I have been married and have children.
She smiled: "Lichun."
After many years, she shouted out the name again, she was still a little bit emotional.
Ning Meng glanced around, and couldn't help but wonder why he didn't see Lixia.
It is reasonable to say that at this time, her voice is not small, and Lixia's temperament will definitely come out to see who it is.
The shout made Lichun feel strange in her heart and always felt familiar, but she didn't take it to heart, and asked, "Did Master Qi not come with you?"
This Miss Ning has been living in Shi's house for quite a few days, and it was the first time she saw a real person, and she had also ordered it when Master Qi came over.
Originally, no one but her could enter his room and the second floor. Even Lichun himself just went in and cleaned it.
But what Young Master Qi said about Miss Ning's freedom is completely different.
Lichun has been in Shi's house for so many years, and he can be regarded as watching Young Master Qi grow up. He naturally understands what he means. I am afraid that Miss Ning is his sweetheart.
However, Young Master Qi is 28 years old and has never been in love, and there are few girls around him. This is not surprising, she is quite looking forward to it.
I finally saw me today. Lichun looked around for a while, and found that he was still a nice person, and he was also very nice and white.
I don't know how much better than that mean second lady, but the second lady is now in the lunatic asylum, she can't see it anymore.
And I heard the brothers say that this was still encountered in the hotel, maybe they have done everything else.
Ning Meng saw her expression getting more and more weird, and even brought a little kindness, shook her body, shook her head and said, "I came here by myself."
If Shi Qi brought her over, although the vest had been discovered, it would be too embarrassing. She used to call him the grandson here.
Shi Qi hadn't beaten her to a good deal.
"So, where Ms. Ning wants to see, Lichun can accompany you." Lichun said, "The small building here is where Master Qi lived for many years, and the second room upstairs is Master Qi's room."
Lichun knew that she was the mistress of the Shi family.
Ning Meng hurriedly waved his hand: "I can just walk around by myself, Lichun, go and do yours, don't worry about me."
Why are you going to Shiqi's room before you go in?
What else did Lichun want to say, she had already gone upstairs.
The wooden floor creaked and creaked, and there were still hanging vines and potted plants in the corridor on the second floor, which were well placed.
Ning Meng's pace was very slow, and she kept walking forward, pausing for a while when she passed the old lady's room, but still didn't go in.
Think about it still a little frustrated.
Diagonally opposite is Shi Qi’s room, I don’t know if he lives here now.
She walked over. The door of this room didn't close tightly. Ning Meng hesitated for a while, before reaching out and pushing the door open and walking in.
The room has not changed much.
Her gaze was fixed on the table, and the little paper man in red and green clothes was moving around on the table, struggling to hold a pencil.
After leaving Ningning's body, she was still worried that this little paper man would just be lost like this, or what happened, she didn't expect to be taken away by Shi Qi.
Fortunately, she would not see her now.
Thinking of Shi Qi, Ning Meng thought of the question she had sent to the blogger, and quickly sat on the bed and logged onto Weibo.
The answer in the private message came into view.
Her face was hot on the ground.