In order to show the credibility of this sentence, Qian Yuhe devoured his food and his mouth was full of oil.
After eating too much, Qian Yuhe suddenly felt like... okay?
It's actually quite good for a young nobleman to do this. At least he can make people swallow him.
Qian Yuhe convinced himself.
Lilith took small bites of meat skewers. It seemed that the loss of control in the past two days had eased the gloom accumulated in her heart. She looked much calmer than when they first met.
Feeling very well-behaved, Ning Yun looked sideways at Lilith, who was stuttering with her head down.
At the first moment of the entrance, Lilith felt a slight sense of familiarity, and then disappeared without a trace. Lilith finished the entire skewer of meat, but could not find any aftertaste.
It's probably an illusion.
There are too many strange things these days.
The source of everything is Ning Yun.
Lilith once overlapped Ning Yun with that person.
When she realized this from Han Feng, Lilith's reason suddenly collapsed and she felt deeply regretful. She felt that this thought was an insult and blasphemy to that person.
When he was in the Abyss Demon Realm, Ning Yun made food for little Lilith.
Ning Yun was not worried that Lilith could taste his craftsmanship. What he made for little Lilith was one or three levels lower than the current level. If this could be recognized, Ning Yun would be convinced.
No matter how bad the food he cooks, the show will still be filmed.
Ning Yun opened a store like this.
Fortunately, a customer soon came to the door.
The customer was a fashionably dressed girl. She looked down at the communication device all the way. She didn't raise her head until she reached the door of the store and faced Ning Yun's face. She suddenly took a breath of cold air and took two steps back, "Husband!"
Qian Zihe, who was watching, immediately cheered up and kept peeking between Ning Yun and the female customer, letting his imagination run wild.
After realizing what stupid thing she said, the female customer smiled awkwardly.
"Sorry, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue! Master Ning Yun, why are you here?"
"Do you know me?" Ning Yun was a little concerned about her 'husband' just now.
The female customer became excited: "I have seen your photos! I have learned some information!"
Ning Yun roughly understood.
The media is eager to get to the bottom of celebrities. When it comes to big names, they become cautious and never dare to reveal any information without permission. The circle of nobles is basically invisible to the public. Most ordinary people don't know how many nobles there are in Baidi Star and what they look like. The nobles can't recognize them when they stand opposite them.
Of course, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. Young people from certain aristocratic families like to give advice on the Internet and stir up troubles. Every time they post a post, there are countless fans of their wives.
The Ning family couldn't wait to suppress all of Ning Yun's evil deeds. Ning Yun is not very high-profile. Even a few scattered photos have been circulated. It is not unusual for people to see and remember them. Unexpectedly, he will develop a fan of his wife, and return the opportunity. Met by coincidence.
In fact, Ning Yun's guess was somewhat off.
It’s true that the female customer is a fan of his wife, but she doesn’t care about his background, but rather his face.
Ning Yun's appearance completely hit the female customer's sweet spot. Ever since she met him online by chance, she fell in love at first sight and couldn't help herself. She searched like crazy for all the information about Ning Yun.
However, there was too little information about Ning Yun. As time went by, the female customers had not seen anyone who was as interested in her as Ning Yun. She could only look at the few photos of Ning Yun over and over again.
So she recognized him the first time she saw him.
After calming down, the female customer noticed the camera on one side: "Filming a show?"
"Yeah." Ning Yun pointed to the barbecue grill, "Compete with others for sales."
The female customer immediately said: "Give me one skewer! No, ten skewers!"
"Just one bunch." Ning Yun couldn't bear to trick his poor little fan, "You try it first."
After taking the skewers from Ning Yun, the female customer took a lot of photos before she started to taste them, "It's great!"
Qian Yuhe noticed that there was no force in her expression and her words came completely from the heart. He glanced at Ning Yun and took a bite.
Literally taking advantage of one's face?
"I'll tell the sisters to come and support me!" the female customer said hello and stepped aside.
Not only did she make her sisters fall to the ground, but she also made them buy ten skewers each!
Luna poked Ning Yun, "How popular."
"You look good, there's nothing you can do about it." Ning Yun said.
The streets were deserted and deserted, and the fans' arrival was completely coincidental. After she left, no one came to visit her again for a long time.
Qian Yuhe squatted in the corner, tapping the communication device with both hands wildly. The light from the screen shone faintly on his fanatical face, which looked a bit scary.
Ning Yun leaned over and asked, "What are you doing?" "Playing the rankings!" Qian Yuhe didn't even raise his head.
Ning Yun glanced at the screen of his communication device: "Virtual idol?"
Virtual idols are people who create false images to sing and dance on the Internet, or conduct live broadcasts. If their popularity is high enough, they can develop into reality.
Using the technology of the interstellar era, the virtual image produced is lifelike, but in order to make the character vivid, someone must be behind the scenes to control it.
Qian Yuhe kept his hands on his hands: "Yes, her name is Qingqing. She is very nice and sings well. She is also good at playing games. But her image is not in line with mainstream tastes. Her popularity is too low. Damn it!"
Ning Yun's mind moved.
The virtual idol nicknamed Jingqing appeared in the future trajectory he saw.
The manipulator behind Qingqing has an unusual identity.
Virtual idols are roughly divided into two categories. One is that real people put holographic projections on the surface of the body and go into battle in person, and the other is that real people work behind the scenes and rely on software to program the words and deeds of the virtual idols.
Behind many virtual idols, there may be fat nerds.
Two living succubi stood nearby. Qian Yuhe didn't even look at it. He was obsessed with ranking up virtual idols who didn't know his background?
Qian Yuhe said loudly: "What I like is the avatar of Qingqing, which feels between the two dimensions and the three dimensions! The creator behind it gave Qingqing life, not Qingqing itself, no matter what the creator looks like This will not affect my feelings for Qingqing!"
Ning Yun couldn't help but glance at Qian Yuhe.
In the early days of his mission, Ning Yun had several partners, but they all separated due to various reasons.
Gradually, Ning Yun feels that falling in love is actually meaningless. Due to the physique of the supporting character, he usually does not end well in missions. Falling in love casually is a waste of others. Ning Yun has never met anyone who can be remembered forever in his heart, and he doesn't think he will.
Of course, if they really meet, they will only be separated after the mission is over, which will only increase the pain, so just forget it.
In his spare time, Ning Yun picks up hobbies on earth and dives into the virtual world to relax.
At least the virtual world remains unchanged. After leaving the mission world, the system can take away all entertainment works. To this day, there are still countless works stored in the system space, and Ning Yun has not finished them yet.
When he was on earth, Ning Yun felt that no real person was as cute as the paper person. His symptoms worsened completely and he felt uninterested in real people.
