Chapter 674

"Next, let's welcome the first guest of today's Weibo Night."

"He is the joy of domestic variety shows, a king of punchlines who speaks with wit and eloquence."

"In *Keep Running*, he outshines the crowd; in *Great Escape*, he is exceptionally witty."

"He is the current top-tier variety star, the Lin Yu whom Yang Di is jealous of."

After hearing the introduction from the two hosts,

all the reporters and media personnel were stunned.

"Holy crap! Arranging Lin Yu to appear first, what the hell is Weibo Night playing at?"

"Hurry and change the camera batteries, open the lens caps!"

"Damn! Our editor-in-chief hasn't even arrived yet; isn't this arrangement setting us up?"

"Who did he offend? Bullying Lin Yu for being a newcomer? This is simply inhuman!"

"Walking the red carpet first, with no buildup or atmosphere, I'm afraid Lin Yu's trip is in vain."

"......"

The reporters and media immediately fell into chaos, discussing it heatedly.

Just as everyone expected,

big stars usually need some buildup before appearing. With Lin Yu and Tian Xiwei just walking out like this, the crowd hadn't warmed up yet; it was very cold.

"Will this work, Lin Yu?"

Tian Xiwei smiled at the live camera, speaking through ventriloquism.

"No problem."

"I guarantee you'll get screen time."

Lin Yu's mouth twitched, his smile deepening.

"Please sign for a souvenir on the Weibo Night background board."

Si Jiajia looked at Lin Yu, somewhat dazed.

Too handsome. Lin Yu's crisp suit not only fit his figure perfectly but also carried an aristocratic aura, his charm and presence radiating across the entire venue.

The media reporters also hurriedly snapped a few photos.

They felt a secret regret; such a great combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman had appeared so hastily—it was a real pity.

According to the procedure, the etiquette lady brought the marker pen onto the stage.

She walked in front of Lin Yu and Tian Xiwei.

Signaling for the two to take the pen and sign.

"My wrist is injured, I can't sign."

"Lin Yu, sign for me."

Tian Xiwei acted, baring her teeth.

After receiving permission,

Lin Yu picked up the marker and walked straight to the very center of the Weibo Night board.

He exhaled, his wrist suddenly exerting force, and with a flowing, one-stroke motion, he finished signing both their names.

When the reporters, media, and hosts present saw the calligraphy that rivaled Wang Xizhi's running script, they were all dumbfounded. The noisy scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop.

Holy crap!

I asked you to sign for a souvenir, and you're here showing off your calligraphy?

With you setting the bar like this, how is anyone else supposed to sign!