The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

"Go...to Qi Ning." Bai Lin glanced at Lu Zixiao's schedule on the screen intentionally or unintentionally.

"...Qining?"

The assistant felt puzzled, Qi Ning is an inland provincial capital city with no mountains, no rivers, no scenic spots, and low consumption level, what is Bai Lin going to play?

Bai Lin smiled mysteriously: "Occasionally, I also play Weibo for private visits. If you don't want to go, go to another place by yourself, just book me a ticket to Qining."

The assistant didn't feel that Bai Lin's brain was struck by lightning this time, maybe it was purely obsessed.

With the lessons learned from last time, Bai Lin was fully armed when he got off the plane this time, and covered himself tightly to ensure that no one would recognize him.

During this period of time, he had been desperately signing in on Lu Zixiao's post bar to get the meeting tickets until he reached level 11. He had to pretend to be an ordinary fanboy to see if he could get a wave of favorability.

As a result, early the next morning, even though Bai Lin arrived at the theater at [-] o'clock, she still only got a seat in the last row.

During the signing session, he pushed forward desperately, almost squeezed out the mask, and finally came to the signing table, and slapped the prepared notebook on the table.

"Lu Zixiao, please sign for me."

Lu Zixiao originally signed quickly, but when he came to him, he paused.

He raised his head and glanced at Bai Lin, could he be recognized?

Bai Lin frowned, it shouldn't be, his whole body was wrapped like rice dumplings, and Lu Zixiao wasn't possessed by Monkey King.

Lu Zixiao still bowed his head and signed his name in a flamboyant manner, but he just reminded him when he handed the book back to him.

"...it is best to use a blank autograph book for the next autograph."

As soon as he said this, Bai Lin suddenly realized that he was in a hurry when he went out. The notepad he brought to sign for him seemed to be sponsored by the previous advertising company, and it also had the watermark of the second boy who played against Lu Zixiao on it. That's embarrassing.

His face turned pale, and he felt the resentful eyes of countless fans stabbing his back.

"Su Guanyu's fans come here to play tricks? Is this person sick?"

"Su Guanyu's fans, please fuck off? We don't need double fans."

"He took our Xiaoxiao away with distress, and was disgusted by Su Guanyu's brainless fans."

Bai Lin almost put his head down and ran all the way out of the theater, jumped into the taxi and returned to the hotel to tuck himself into the quilt.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing...

Fortunately, he originally wanted to get acquainted in the autograph session first, and then he could have a secret word with Lu Zixiao in the interactive session, so that he could feel his love as a fan.It's all messed up now, how could such a mentally retarded moth come out?Bai Lin felt that since becoming the original owner, his IQ seemed to be half lower than before.

He decided not to step out of this room before leaving Qi Ning by plane tomorrow.

But just half an hour later, he said to himself "really fragrant".

Bai Lin's WeChat rang suddenly, he slid to unlock it, and there was only a short sentence.

"What are you here for?"

The other party's profile picture is a cigarette, and the remarks are...

husband!

The sip of water that Bai Lin handed into his mouth just now almost spit out, guessing the time is now the end of the meeting.

He realized one thing, Lu Zixiao seemed to have pulled him out of the wechat blacklist.

Father Tong: 【Why are you crying again? 】

Bai Lin: Weeping with joy.jpg

"I miss you QAQ."

Hey, disgusting and disgusting, while disgusting himself, Bai Lin happily sent a message disgusting Lu Zixiao, and added a cat picture emoticon pack.