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His heart was beating like a drum in his chest. The suffocating feeling caused by Gu Lin's troubles during the day was strangely replaced by another kind of tension at this moment.
This mysterious Brother "L" always maintained a polite distance and never made any excessive demands except for rewards. This was one of the reasons why Lin Yu'an had a good impression of him.
In the private message box, there was only a simple and neat line of words, with "L"'s usual style:
[An Anchor, can you please add a private contact method? The platform's private messaging is too inefficient. Only work-related communication is allowed, and no personal time will be interrupted.]
Followed by a WeChat account, in the center of the avatar was a super sports car with extremely smooth lines and a futuristic and technological design, the body of which reflected a cold blue light.
Lin Yu'an didn't know much about cars, but he could tell from the extraordinary design and texture that this was definitely not an ordinary sports car, but most likely a top-notch limited edition worth tens of millions.
But... the car was parked in a dim garage with a messy background, and it looked like it had never been driven out.
Lin Yu'an stared at the avatar, his fingertips hovering above the mouse, and hesitated.
Private WeChat? This undoubtedly tears open the security barrier between reality and virtuality.
Although "L" emphasizes work-relatedness, who can guarantee it?
Once added, the other party may be able to get a glimpse of clues about his real life.
The risk is too great.
He subconsciously wanted to refuse.
His fingertips moved, ready to type out a polite refusal.
However, during the few seconds he hesitated, the exclusive special effects belonging to "L" appeared again in the live broadcast room!
Another "Star Overlord" space battleship, burning with flames, rushed past the center of the screen with a deafening roar and golden rain!
The golden system announcement dominates the screen again!
Supreme user "L" gifted anchor "An Xiao Miao" a "Star Overlord" space battleship! Click to visit "L's" homepage to pay homage to the master!
The barrage is completely crazy!
[Oh my god! Two ships launched simultaneously! God L is so powerful!!!]
[Ahhhh! Meow Meow, please agree to God L's request! Isn't this sincerity enough?!]
[L God: There's nothing two battleships can't solve. If there is, then bring another one!]
[Meow meow! God L is definitely true love!!]
The two space battleships of astonishing value, like two silent but heavy weights, pressed heavily on Lin Yu'an's wavering balance.
The words of rejection got stuck in my throat and could no longer be uttered.
Doupi's kindergarten tuition next month, his rent due soon, and the down payment for the house he's had his eye on...
The heavy pressure of reality was like a cold tide, instantly drowning that slight concern.
“Brother L…”
An Xiaomao's voice came through the microphone, with a slight tremor after being hit by a huge surprise, and an imperceptible compromise.
"You...you're so expensive! Meow...meow I don't know how to thank you!"
He bit his lower lip and made an expression that was both shy and touched. "Um... contact information, meow meow, I'll add you. But really... let's just talk about work!"
With a determination to go all out, he picked up the phone next to him, opened WeChat with trembling fingertips, and entered the WeChat ID in the search bar.
Click search, and the avatar of the dark blue sports car pops up.
The online name only has one cold capital letter: "L".
He took a deep breath and pressed "Add to Contacts".
In the verification message box, he quickly typed: "Hello Mr. L, I am An Xiaomiao. ^_^"
Click and send.
A few seconds later, the phone screen lit up, displaying a new notification:
"L" has approved your friend verification request, now we can start chatting.
Almost at the moment of passing, a dialog box popped up.
L: [Hello, Anchor.]
L: [The avatar is very cool.]
L: [[Smiling emoji]]
Lin Yu'an looked at the ordinary WeChat smiley emoticon, then looked at the other party's cold and cool top-of-the-line sports car avatar, feeling a subtle sense of contrast.
This big brother "L" who spends money lavishly seems... a little reserved?
An Xiao Miao: [Hello, Mr. L! (*^▽^*)]
An Xiao Miao: [Thank you! Your profile picture is really cool! Is this car yours? It's so cool!]
An Xiao Miao: [[Kitten starry eyes expression pack]]
He tried hard to maintain the energetic and sweet style of "An Xiaomiao", but he couldn't help muttering in his heart: This car doesn't look like it will appear in an ordinary garage.
L: [Yeah.]
L: [[Nodding emoji]]
The other party's reply was extremely concise, even a little... clumsy.
Lin Yu'an imagined a middle-aged wealthy man who might be wearing an expensive suit, sitting in a top-notch office building, but with a somewhat socially anxious personality, racking his brains to find topics to talk about on his phone. For some reason, he felt like laughing.
An Xiao Miao: [Mr. L, when you talk about work communication, what are you talking about? Is it a custom video or something? [Kitten curiously peeking out emoji]]
He took the initiative to bring the topic back to the "work" area emphasized by the other party, trying to take some initiative.
The "The other party is typing..." prompt at the top of the dialog box stayed on for a long time, so long that Lin Yu'an thought the other party had disconnected.
Finally, a message popped up, but the content made Lin Yu'an almost choke on his own saliva.
L: [An’s live streaming style is unique and very popular.]
L: [The fans have strong cohesion.]
L: [Have you considered holding an offline fan meeting? ]
L: [Our company has venue resources and we can cooperate.]
L: [[Handshake cooperation emoticon]]
Fan meeting?!
Lin Yu'an's eyes widened instantly, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
What a joke!
If "An Xiao Miao" were to actually show up offline, wouldn't that woman's clothing, that wig, that voice changer...all be exposed?!
This is simply putting his life on the line!
His fingers were shaking with fear as he typed quickly:
An Xiao Miao: [Ahhh! Mr. L, you're too kind to me! (⊙o⊙)]
An Xiao Miao: [Meow Meow... well... I don't have any plans for that yet! And... and I'm actually a bit socially anxious. I get so nervous meeting fans in person that I'm speechless! [Kitten holding her head and trembling emoji]]
An Xiao Miao: [Thank you so much for your kindness! The venue and resources sound amazing! But… this… meow meow, it might not be suitable for the time being… QAQ]
He used up almost all his strength to refuse, and his panic could be felt through the screen.
This time, "L" was silent for a longer time.
Lin Yu'an stared at the screen nervously, fearing that the other party would then send out a third space battleship to "persuade" him, or directly question his refusal.
He even began to consider whether to make up an excuse that he was seriously ill and unable to see people.
Finally, the "Typing..." prompt disappeared.
A new message popped up, and the content made Lin Yu'an breathe a long, silent sigh of relief.
L: [Understand.]
L: [Respect the host's wishes.]
L: [Just a suggestion.]
L: [[OK hand gesture expression]]
L: [It's getting late, Anchor, please go to bed early.]
L: [[Goodnight Moon Expression]]
it's over.
The other party did not insist any further and even took the initiative to end the topic.
Lin Yu'an's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and he felt that the back of his shirt was a little wet with sweat.
He quickly replied.
An Xiao Miao: [Yeah! Thank you Mr. L for understanding! You should go to bed early too! Good night! [Kitten covering herself with a blanket and saying goodnight emoji]]
Putting down the phone, Lin Yu'an leaned back in his chair and raised his hand to rub his cheeks, which had become a little stiff from maintaining a sweet expression for a long time.
He looked at the brand new dialog box in WeChat with a cool sports car avatar on it, and his mood was as complicated as a mess.
This big brother "L" is shockingly generous, and the requests he makes are also... terrifying, but he maintains a strange sense of boundaries and clumsy politeness.
Dangerous, yet with a certain attraction that is completely irresistible.
He shook his head and decided not to think about this hot potato for the time being.
Right now, there is another big mountain waiting for him to climb - the redone report that Gu Lin asked him to submit before leaving get off work!
He wearily glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, wailed, and resignedly opened the document that had been criticized to pieces by the president.
Life is not easy, Meow Meow sighed.
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On the other side of the city, in the top-floor study of a top-class apartment.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are the dazzling lights of thousands of homes, like a galaxy scattered across the world.
There was only a reading light on in the study, and the light softly enveloped the corner of the large desk.
Gu Lin leaned back in the comfortable chair, his slender fingers gently stroking the cold screen of his mobile phone.
What was displayed on the screen was the newly registered WeChat interface with the Pagani Huayra blue headlight avatar.
At the top of the interface are the three words "An Xiao Miao" and a cute cat avatar.
He clicked on the last [Kitten Covering a Quilt Goodnight Emoji Pack] sent by An Xiaomiao. It showed a chubby cartoon cat wrapped in a small quilt, with only its round eyes showing, looking very cute.
Gu Lin's fingertips lingered on the emoticon for a moment.
The corners of his thin and cold lips curved upwards very slightly and almost imperceptibly in the shadows where no one could see.
The arc was as faint as a wisp of mist outside the window that could dissipate at any time.
He returned to the list of dialog boxes and ran his finger across the screen.
I clicked on another pinned WeChat account that didn’t have any fancy avatars.
The contact note is two extremely formulaic words: Lin Yu'an.
Click on it.
There are very few chat records, almost all of which are work instructions and simple "received" and "OK, Mr. Gu".
Cold, boring, and separated by an insurmountable gap in level.
Gu Lin's gaze slowly moved between two completely different dialog boxes.
On one side, there were cute emoticons and soft, wavy texts sent by "An Xiao Miao". Across the Internet, he could feel the deliberately created yet vivid and lively atmosphere.
On the other side, there is "Lin Yu'an's" formulaic, brief reply with awe and alienation, representing the unbreakable cold barrier called "superiors and subordinates" in reality.
An extremely strong sense of contrast, like the interweaving of ice and fire, collided in his heart.
He clicked on the newly registered WeChat account of "L" again and saw the message sent by An Xiaomiao, "Your avatar is really cool! Is this car yours? It's so cool", followed by the cat emoticon with starry eyes.
Gu Lin went downstairs to his private garage.
There, a giant dust sheet covered a streamlined silhouette.
He stood up and walked over, lifting a corner of the dust sheet.
In the dim light, the smooth and powerful body lines of Pagani Huayra appear looming, and the cold metal and carbon fiber reflect a low-key and luxurious light.
This was a top-of-the-line machine he had bought on a whim but had never taken for a spin.
At this moment, it lay dormant in the darkness, just like something imprisoned and unspeakable in his heart.
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