Xia Lin opened the Weibo account of "Song Linfengyue" at one point, and was immediately shocked by the number of hundreds of thousands of fans.

Song Yan's Weibo profile picture has a big V logo, and his personal profile contains information such as the club he belongs to and his contact email.

He roughly pulled down a few Weibo posts, each of which has thousands of comments and retweets. In the eyes of Xia Lin, whose Weibo is basically abandoned, this is simply unimaginably popular.

Soon he was attracted by one of the Weibo

Song Linfengyue: [Tomorrow I'm going to confess. If I don't succeed, I won't come back! 】

Comments: 〖Scare! What does not come back mean? Mr. Song, don't think about it! 】

Comment: 〖There are so many harems in President Song, who do you want to confess to? 〗

Comments: 〖Aoaoaoao is the phoenix desolate age or the fungus simple? 〗

Comments: 〖Upstairs, Mr. Song has someone he likes in reality, "Mrs. Song" to find out. 〗

Xia Lin wondered what happened to "President Song"? What about "Mrs. Song"? He flipped up

Song Linfengyue: [I have been insomnia for nearly three hours ah ah ah ah. 】

Comments: 〖Did Mr. Song confess, did he succeed or fail? 〗

Comments: 〖This... Is Mrs. Song accepting or rejecting it, I'm so anxious to wait!〗

Comments: 〖Why insomnia? Shouldn't you be in bed with a beautiful lady in your arms now? 〗

Comment: 〖If you really refuse, I feel that Mr. Song is not as simple as insomnia... Mr. Song, hold on!〗

Xia Lin scrolled up again.

Song Linfengyue: [I haven't slept almost all night, and I have dark circles under my eyes. I will continue to fight today, do you think I should wear a suit or casual clothes? 】

Comments: 〖Song is so handsome, he looks good in everything he wears!〗

Comments: 〖I personally think that wearing a suit has a sense of distance, and it is better to wear something more casual in front of the person you like? 〗

Comment: 〖Mr. Song, you can! I found several sets of strategies for you, I hope it will help you! Address xxxx〗

Scroll up again.

Song Linfengyue: [According to the strategy, I killed him directly and squatted downstairs in the dormitory. I just called him. He didn't sound like he was very happy, but he agreed to come down to see me. Do you think there is still hope for me? 】

Comments: 〖I think I can fight for more, Mr. Song, don't lose heart, stick to the end to win!〗

Comments: 〖Wish to see you, there is still hope!〗

Comments: 〖Mr. Song has seen the strategy? Which one are you going to choose? In fact, I think as long as you have enough energy, everyone can try 233333〗

Xia Lin frowned when he saw it. What the hell is "The Thirty-Six Styles of Dianluan and Fengfeng"?

Then he saw a comment that had just been topped-

Song's pillow: 〖Ah, ah, ah, ah, he, I just lived in the Song Femphor, I saw it after I learned it until now!〗

Comments: 〖What's up with the girl? Did you see Mr. Song and Mrs. Song? 〗

Pillow of Mr. Song's house: 〖At first, I only saw Mr. Song taking selfies by the lake. My best friend and I went up to hook up. Mr. Song said that he was here to play with friends. When we turned around, we found that his friend was sitting beside him. On the chair, it looked a bit cold, so we didn't dare to disturb it for too long. We just asked Mr. Song to sign and take a photo, and then we hurriedly withdrew. After we came back and looked at Weibo, we realized that the "friend" was Mrs. Song. Ah, why didn't I think of secretly filming it ahhh, I'm so sorry! 】

Comment: 〖Sister, have you seen Mrs. Song? I'm curious what he looks like! 】

Comment: 〖Where are the coordinates of the girl? ! In case I can also meet the live broadcast! 】

The pillow of Mr. Song's house: 〖Mrs. Song looks very gentle, but she doesn't seem to like to laugh very much, so she saw Mr. Song circling around him all the time (suddenly Mr. Song felt a little pitiful, my little heart) I can't ask the coordinates upstairs Said, Mr. Song said that he was afraid of causing trouble to Mrs. Song, so he must not reveal the coordinates! (Mr. Song, I am very good, please touch)〗

Comments: 〖I feel that Mrs. Song has not been completely taken down, Mr. Song is full of energy, show the momentum of your domineering president. 〗

Song Linfengyue: 〖You said that, he is inspecting my Weibo...〗

Comments: 〖w/hat? ! Mrs. Song came to Weibo? 〗

Comment: 〖Mr. Song, if there is anything in your Weibo that should not be posted, please delete it!〗

Song Linfengyue: "It's too late... He said that if I dared to delete him, he wouldn't invite me to dinner... Biting the handkerchief~]

Comments: 〖Upstairs painting style has changed suddenly, how can there be an illusion of showing affection〗

Comments: 〖Fuck I was caught off guard by being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. 〗

Comment: 〖So Mrs. Song is planning to accept you now? 〗

Song Linfengyue: 〖I don't know either. I feel like I'm just fish on the chopping board...〗

Comment: 〖Mr. Song, don't be a coward, follow the strategy I recommended, and try to do him tonight!〗

Song Linfengyue: 〖He! Here! Look! If he speaks so blatantly, I will be punished for sleeping on the road!〗

Comments: 〖Hahaha, Mr. Song has so many domineering presidents. didn't expect that in reality, he is actually a loyal dog and a coward. The contrast between the cute and the horse is so touching!〗

Xia Lin didn't plan to watch any more, he raised his head and asked, "Why do they call you President Song?"

"," Song Yan didn't expect Xia Lin to ask this in the first sentence. "There was a period of time when several dramas were played with the role of the domineering president, so they nicknamed me President Song."

"Who are Lanhuang Xusui and Jian Jian?"

"They are the main actors who worked with me in the play. Some fans are easy to follow after listening to the play. This has nothing to do with me, I am innocent."

Xia Lin had a light expression on his face, as if he was just asking casually, and didn't mean to pursue it to the end.

Song Yan found that he asked the origin of the name "President Song", but did not ask "Mrs. Song". Does it mean that he has acquiesced to this title?

When Song Yan thought of this, it was inevitable that her heart would be moved.

Suddenly I heard Xia Lin speak faintly: "So, what was the strategy you had prepared? Which of the thirty-six types did you plan to use to defeat me?"