Chapter 11:
Xu Jiexing didn't eat any more, and took out her phone excitedly. She was about to download the blog APP to get started when she suddenly remembered... it seemed there was no APP yet.
Only a web browser, and slowly rotating 3G.
She can only patiently poke open the webpage, find the official website of the Zlang blog, and then register an account. The ID of her past life pink circle is 'God Picking Stars for You' and continues to be used at this time. After the registration is successful, I can't wait to search for Cen Feng's name.
It was really there.
The name of the blog is "Cen Feng", and the head picture is also his photo. Zoomed in, it was a picture of him dancing in the practice room. He was wearing a black vest and a hat. His figure was long and thin, his arms were beautiful, and sweat beads hung on his sharpened jaw.
He looked at the ground, the collarbone cage in the shadows, meandering along the black vest all the way to the depths, the whole person looked full of tension, A and desire.
Xu Jiexing almost had a nosebleed on the spot.
What happened? ! When was this photo? Why has she never seen it? ! At this time, my elder brother is still underage, is it so A? !
Cen Feng later went out on a gentle route and was very conservative in dressing and unobtrusive. On the contrary, Yin Chang, the captain and C-rank, was set by Ku A. From time to time, he showed his abdominal muscles to give benefits.
In the past, there was a group fan jokingly asking, did Cen Feng wear his teammates' clothes on himself?
This difference is too great.
After S-Star debuted, all the previous blogs were deleted. When Xu Jiexing went to follow Cen Feng, he only had Weibo and ins.
These are all exclusive photos! Quickly download and save!
Xu Jiexing held the phone for five minutes before slowing down. When she looked up, she sneaked around. Very good, no one found that her baby is only hers for the time being!
After sending the nympho, quickly open the homepage of Cen Feng's blog.
The latest blog post is from half a year ago. The title is "Eating Dinner", and the blog post contains only one photo, which is a few small cats on the edge of the flower bed, and the cat food in a pile of eating bowls.
It should be dusk, the light is hazy, the flower beds and green plants are flourishing, and the sunset is thrown on the ground through the gaps between branches and leaves, reflecting half the clear shadow on the ground.
Scrolling forward again are some pictures and records of his usual training. Rarely, there are a dozen blogs in total. The earliest one was two years ago. He took a photo of the trainee building and wrote a "new beginning."
There are very few comments below, only some passers-by leaving a sentence or two passing by.
Two years ago, when he had just signed up as a trainee, he came to an unfamiliar city alone, with fear and hope, and believed that the future would be better.
At the beginning, Xu Zhexing still had these photos of thoughts and nymphos. When she saw the back, she was only sad.
Such a warm teenager will have longings and expectations for the future and will feed the stray cats every evening. It was what went through that, in just two years, it became the indifferent look she saw not long ago.
She can't wait to get a pair of wings to fly to City B now, to rescue someone from that purgatory.
Xu Jiexing couldn't eat any more, refused Cheng You's request to return to the classroom together, ran to the back of the basketball court alone, and took out her mobile phone to call Xu Yan.
The new company was on the road, and Xu Yan was estimated to be quite busy. He was beaten three times before someone picked it up.
The sound is really busy, a little noisy: "What's the matter Xu Jiexing?"
Xu Jiexing was afraid of delaying him, and quickly said: "Brother, have you asked Cen Feng? Is that the name I crossed out with a red pen on the last page of the planning book? Did you go to him? Did he agree to sign Chen Xing? "
Xu Yan told the assistant two words, and then walked away with the mobile phone, and the voice became clear: "I have sent someone to go, he is not willing."
Xu Zhaixing was shocked: "Send someone? Didn't you go?"
Xu Yanxiao: "How can I have time to go? I let the assistant go."
Xu Jiexing said anxiously: "Then... what did he say? Why didn't he sign it? Is it the contract he has an opinion of?"
Suddenly, Xu Yan explored the tone: "Are you familiar with this Cen Feng? You care so much about him."
Xu Xiaxing said: "I'm not... I don't want the company to lose a good seedling. Did your assistant tell you whether he looks super handsome and sings so nice?!"
Xu Yan smiled, not knowing whether he heard her perfunctory, but did not wear it out: "Miao Zi is a good seedling, but his attitude is very repulsive. The assistant came back and told me that after he explained the situation, the other party returned him A word, 'no sign'. No matter how he advises, there is no more word."
Although Xu Zhexing had expected this situation long ago, she just read Cen Feng's blog and learned more about his changes over the past two years. I can't wait for a moment.
Pleading for Xu Yan: "Brother, you go again. You go in person and show your sincerity. You tell him that as long as he is willing to sign Chen Xing, we will help him pay liquidated damages, and he can make any request."
After she finished speaking, Xu Yan was silent for a while before speaking: "Are you talking about signing artists or doing charity?"
Xu Zhaixing was crying, and her voice was sobbing: "Please, brother, just let me borrow your money. The liquidated damages will be converted into cash equivalents. When I graduate and come to work in the company, I must I will give you back multiple times, I beg you."
Someone over there was calling General Manager Xu, and Xu Yan responded with a headache, and sighed with a headache: "Okay, I'll go by myself when I'm busy today, is it done?"
Xu Zhexing's eyes are hot: "Thank you, brother, you are the best!"
Hanging up the phone, Xu Zhaxing sat alone for a long time behind the basketball court. She took her mobile phone, looked at the latest blog six months ago, clicked on the comment area, typed and deleted, deleted and typed until the bell rang in the afternoon before she finally sent a comment.
—— "Let's eat on time like a kitten ~"
Too much desire is extravagant. She now only hopes that he can eat on time and take care himself.
With such a disappointment, Xu Zhexing was depressed and unhappy all afternoon, and did not listen to the class. After school, she began to wait for Xu Yan's call. When she was eating, Mother Xu looked at her anxiously sitting and asked if she had a sore on her butt.
She waited impatiently, and Xu Yan did not deliberately procrastinate. He drove off as soon as the company wasn't busy, and he encountered the evening rush hour.
Although it was winter, there were many people visiting the night market, and the whole street was noisy. He saw at a glance the young man standing on the corner and playing the piano.
Just one glance, Xu Yan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder his little cousin was so kind, this young man's temperament is really outstanding.
In such a noisy world full of fireworks, the place where he stands is like his own world.
Xu Yan felt that he didn't need to do anything. With such a temperament, only one stop on the stage, there will be countless fans who bravely waved his flag for him.
His inattentiveness that he hadn't taken seriously before was replaced by strong interest, and when walking across the sidewalk to Cen Feng, he was holding Ji and singing.
Xu Yan didn't bother him, and he waited for a song before he took out two hundred dollars and put it in the guitar case in front of him.
Cen Feng did not speak, still keeping his eyes closed, nodded slightly, and counted as a thank-you gesture. Fingers strumming the strings and sing the next song.
Xu Yan smiled and said: "Your voice is very good, singing is very good."
He saw the teenager in front of him frown frivolously.
Xu Yan knew that in front of such a person, the roundabout selling of customs would lower his favor, so he directly said: "My assistant came to you, you rejected him."
The teenager finally raised his head, his thick lashes covering his eyelids, and his shadows became more intense.
Xu Yan finally knows where his distinctive temperament comes from.
His eyes were empty, like a mountain covered with volcanic ash, and there was no vitality in the whiteness, and there was only a sense of being bored without desire.
It's amazing, how can this young man have such a temperament.
Xu Yan smiled and was friendly, took out his business card and handed it over: "Hello, my name is Xu Yan, the general manager of Chenxing Entertainment. My company and I both appreciate you. You don't have to rush to refuse, you can listen to me about the conditions given."
He said this very sincerely, and anyone who wants to develop in this circle will never refuse.
But Cen Feng was not in his expectation.
He didn't take the business card, and even his expression didn't change, but his indifferent resistance in his eyes was more intense. His voice was cold as ice: "No sign."
After saying this, he leaned over to pick up the guitar cover, installed the guitar, turned around and left.
Xu Yan had a headache and thought of the little cousin's explanation, and stepped up to keep up: "You and Zhongtian's liquidated damages we are willing to help you advance, any requirements you can add to the contract. Chen Xing's sincerity is full, I hope you can Think about it carefully. "
The boy stepped back and looked back.
When Xu Yan was overjoyed, he heard him expressionless: "Don't come to me again."
Unabashed disgust and resistance.
Xu Yan knew there was no chance.
He stood, sighed for a long time, and turned back. The phone in his pocket vibrated. When he picked it up, Xu Jiexing couldn't wait, so she called and asked.
Xu Yan connected helplessly: "Hey."
Xu Jiexing: "How is it? Did you go to him? What did he say? Did he agree?"
Xu Yan glanced at Cen Feng's back: "No." He sighed helplessly and said, "He told me two sentences throughout the journey, 'No sign', 'Don't come to me again.'"
Xu Jiexing was silent for a while, her voice muffled: "Have you told him all the requests I said?"
Xu Yan walked and said: "i said it, but he was very determined and refused me unkindly." He paused, a little regret: "Your vision is good, but unfortunately Zhongtian took the lead."
Xu Zhexing was speechless, only to feel panicked.
Why? Since I am not happy there, is it not good to change places?
Was he not convinced of the sincerity of the new company, or was there any reason for Zhongtian to insist on his stay?
Xu Yan waited for a long time, did not hear her speak, relieved: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and we can't ask for it. Maybe it's because Chen Xing was just founded and has no reputation. After a few years to make a name, you can still sign him."
Xu Jiexing still didn't speak.
Xu Yan also said: "Since we happened to call, I'll tell you about the company's recent situation, will you listen?"
It took him a long time to hear her feeling weak: "Listen."
Xu Yan smiled and probably told her about it. She planned the several TV variety shows in the book. He has already started to contact, but Chen Xing is a new company, and the CEO is a new graduate. The circle is big. Partly disregarded, it is estimated that it will take some time to get it down.
As for the few artists she said, except for Cen Feng, other people basically have the intention to sign a contract after receiving the olive branch thrown by the company. Recently, they are negotiating a contract and there is great hope for signing.
Although Xu Jiexing is only an underage high school student, in Xu Yan's eyes, he still treats her as a mature partner, and all of them are told to her one by one.
At the end, probably to make her happy, he smiled and said: "There is another thing, the man on your list who feeds pigs in the county, where did you find such a treasure? It's so interesting."
Xu Jiexing also laughed: "What's wrong with him?"
Xu Yan said: "He told my assistant that he didn't want to debut, he just wanted to feed the pigs."
Xu Zhexing was about to die: "You ask the assistant to tell him that he can feed the pig when he debuts. In the future, he can also let tens of millions of netizens live watch him feed the pig. Brother, you must grind this person down. He has great commercial value. "
This is the originator of the live broadcast industry a few years later. The first generation of Internet celebrity kings, many celebrities are not as famous as they are, and it has been an era. At first it was because the pigs ran away. He went to chase pigs with a short video. He later launched a live broadcast, not only live pig breeding, but also live cutting of pig grass, cooking of pig food, and directly making a pig farm after making money.
The main thing is that the person looks handsome, holding the pig stick is like holding the AK.
Later, he also produced a short film called "The Pigs I Chase in Those Years", on Youtube and has the third most views.
Xu Yan responded with a smile, and Xu Jiexing picked up some ideas about some of the problems he just talked about, and hung up after nearly an hour.
It made the mood less sad.
She sat in bed for a while, then took out her mobile phone to log in to the blog, clicked on Cen Feng's homepage and looked at it.
There is nothing, everything is the same, her comments lie quietly underneath.
Xu Jiexing thought about it and continued to leave a message below:
—— "It's dark, it's time to sleep, don't stay up late, good night ~"
Don't stay up late, eat on time, take a good rest, and stay healthy.
This was all she wished for him.
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Chapter 12:
After knowing that Cen Feng had a blog, Xu Zhexing felt that all her thoughts and likes had been put on hold, just like she used to chat on Weibo and chatter every day.
Of course, Cen Feng did not surprise her.
No updates, no replies, no interactions, deserted like a long-deprecated account.
She dared not comment too much, and restrained herself from posting only one per day. However, after a while, the blog post looked down at all the messages of "God picked the stars for you".
Xu Zhexing thought sadly, if Cen Feng logged in and saw so many comments from the same person, would he think she was a traitor?
But she still couldn't help leaving a message every day, wanting to let him know that he was not alone, and there were people caring about him.
At this time, the high school students at this time are playing QQ space at the lower level and blogging at the higher level. The students in the class are passing each other all day and night. Tell her account.
The joke, the blog has a visit footprint, let this group of people find a way to find Cen Feng's blog! It's okay to find Cen Feng. In case they sees a message from Cen Feng like a fool, she still wants to lose face!
Hold your little vest tightly!
Cheng You couldn't find her account, but instead gave her the popular science account: "Do you know what Zhou Mingyu's blog is called?"
Xu Zhexing still fits this gossip's desk: "What's it called?"
Cheng You: "You can pick up the stars!"
Xu Jiexing: "Pfft ..."
This man is endless!
Cheng You glanced at her with a few sighs: "I suddenly don't hate him anymore. Although he has poor grades and bad personality, he is quite affectionate." What she thought, the expression of gossip came to life, lowering her voice: "You know, Song Yanan goes to Zhou Mingyu's blog every day to leave a message! What a cool day to add clothes, be happy, hey... It's too greasy and crooked! I can see goose bumps!"
Xu Jiexing "..."
Dare not speak.
Isn't this the one who left Cen Feng ...
Fortunately, she didn't tell her account!
Xu Jiexing turned his pen: "Song Yanan likes Zhou Mingyu?"
Cheng You looked at her in disbelief: "You only know now? You know how much time Zhou Yanyu chased you, how many poignant heartbreaking essays Song Yanan wrote on her blog? This morning we were on the stairs when we went to the shop. When she met you, she stared at you! "
Xu Jiexing: "... not paying attention."
Cheng You grieved: "I think you have nothing but Cen Feng in your head! I said why you have such a bad temper recently, let Song Yanan tell her group of little sisters about your bad things and didn't trouble her. Do not know!"
Xu Jiexing thought for a while. If she had heard about this before, she would indeed tear Song Yanan's mouth.
But isn't she born again now? She couldn't care about this group of children.
So lazily said: "Just what she said, without losing a piece of meat."
Cheng You hates iron and steel: "You have changed Xu Jiexing! You were not like this before! You were brave before!"
Xu Jiexing: "..."
Why is this **** brave?
Xu Jiexing's memory of high school is very weak. If Cheng You didn't talk about Song Yanan today, she couldn't even think of such a character. It didn't matter if I didn't know it before, but now I know it.
Song Yanan really glared at her!
Cheng You also found out, and quickly poked her waist.
Song Yanan walked with her little sister group. She was a school flower, had money at home, and the second generation of rich people gathered around her. Although they all wear school uniforms, schoolbags, shoes and watches highlight the difference from others.
Seeing Xu Jiexing, they all looked like they were fighting against the enemy.
One of the little sisters shouted deliberately: "I really don't know how some boys' vision will be so different. They don't like the real money and go chasing the fake princess."
The other immediately replied: "Don't insult the princess, which princess still wears whitish broken shoes."
Xu Jiexing: "?"
You look down on me, how can you look down on my limited edition sneakers? ? ? Do you know that these shoes are worth a sea view room in another ten years!
After satirizing Xu Jiexing, the sister group turned to hold Song Yanan: "Yama , your bag looks good. Is it LV's new one? Not even in China."
Song Yanan smiled shyly: "My dad brought it back from France. It is limited to the world and most people can't buy it."
All around suddenly exclaimed envy.
Cheng You was so angry that she was tickling her teeth and was staring at them fiercely. Xu Jiexing twisted her head back with her hand. As if nothing happened, "My mother said that the child is carrying luxury goods and life is long."
Cheng You: "Pftt..."
Song Yanan: "???"
Until they walked out of the school, Cheng You still smiled, holding her arms straight up: "Xu Jiexing, when did your mouth become so poisonous?"
Xu Zhexing smiled slightly, hiding the merits and name of the girl who pursued the stars.
When she returned home, Father Xu hadn't come back. When she asked Aunt Liu, she said that Father Xu had been on the phone and wouldn't come back for dinner today.
Xu Jiexing held the rice bowl and thought about it. Father Xu has been working overtime for several days in a row. Is something wrong with the company?
After she finished her homework in the evening and laid on the bed. She strolled around Cen Feng's blog, she heard the sound of Xu Xu opening the door downstairs. After entering the house, he went straight to the study and started to get busy again.
Xu Jiexing thought for a while and went downstairs to warm up a glass of milk and entered the study.
Father Xu was sitting in front of the computer with glasses, and he looked a little serious. When he saw his daughter came in with milk, he looked a little softer. "Not sleeping yet?"
Xu Jiexing walked over: "i just finished my homework. Dad, why haven't you been back to eat recently?"
Father Xu thumped his shoulders and took two sips of milk: "There are so many things in the company. Dad will come home to eat with you when he is not busy."
Xu Zhexing looked at his computer desktop, picked up the document next to it and turned it over, and found it was a tender document. She stared at the document for a long time. Before she remembered that when City S hosted a Winter Games, like this large-scale sports event, advertising is very important, but she remembered that she later got the full advertising project of the Winter Games is another company.
Xu Jiexing asked: "Dad, are you bidding for the Winter Games recently?"
Father Xu saw that she was turning over the file, and quickly came over: "Don't mess around. Your father is working. Go back to your room to play."
Xu Jiexing lifted her hands and sat on the desk: "I'm not sleepy yet. Tell me about it."
Father Xu was helpless: "You are a child asking what to do, and you are good at your studies. Go back quickly."
Xu Zhexing lifted her chin: "It's too easy to study, I can't run out of energy. Last time you praised that my brain is clever, you are so worried, so I will give you some ideas."
Father Xu glanced at her a few times, remembering her previous series of "heroic" incidents, coupled with his wife whispering in his ear all day. 'Xu Jiexing seems to have grown up' 'Xu Jiexing now thinks more maturely', ' Xu Jiexing is finally sensible', he was really shaken a few times.
He pondered for a while and said briefly: "It is bidding for the Winter Games, but several new companies are gaining momentum, especially Song media. I don't know which relative is the official in the Propaganda Department. I guess it's difficult to take it down. "
Song Media? Song Yanan's company?
After a long time, they are still the opposite.
Xu Jiexing dangling his feet, a pretend look: "I said, Dad, this is what you are doing? You know that the other person knows someone, and know you can't win over them, so why are you still entangled here? It's better to leave early and do something else."
Father Xu sighed: "If you don't fight, you're always unwilling. Stars have been in S City for so many years, and their reputation and connections are still there. Perhaps there is still a chance to fight."
What he did not tell Xu Jiexing is that the company has been emptying the window for a long time, and has not received a big project for a long time. This is the most likely opportunity so far, so he insisted so much.
Xu Zhexing looked at him for a while and then straightened up and said slowly: "Dad, people have to serve the old, and the company is the same. The star is too old, you have to admit that its operation model has no advantage in the rapidly developing media industry." she sighed. "Our classmates are all playing blogs and have a QQ. No matter what news, it spreads the fastest in the QQ space."
She looked at her father seriously and asked, "Do you know what a blog is? What is its advertising operation method? How big is the influence and scope of QQ push?"
Father Xu looked at her strangely.
He certainly understands all this.
But he didn't expect that the daughter who had been indifferent in his memory had grown so quickly in his neglect.
Xu Jiexing said calmly: "Everything is developing, whether it is you or the stars, you have to look forward. The accumulations before the stars now have no advantage at all, you have to find another way out."
Father Xu was unwittingly led by her, and subconsciously asked, "Where do you think the way out?"
Xu Zhexing just waited for him, jumped off the desk happily, drove her father away, opened the computer webpage and searched for news about real estate.
This is the period of rapid development of real estate.
Xu Zhexing patted the table: "My classmate and his dad made a lot of money by investing in real estate, and today he bought him a global limited edition LV bag! Dad, I want it too! I want LV bags too! Buy! Buy Globally limited! Are two enough? Enough, thank you, dad. Dad is so nice!"
Father Xu: "..."
I was still praising you for being mature and sensible, and now you come with me?
Real estate, an industry that cannot be beaten by the company
Xu Zhaixing yawned: "If you are unsure, you can ask cousin Xu Yan. He has studied in the world, and is now starting a business in City B. His advice can be heard. I'll go to sleep."
Father Xu's head, which had always been ill-focused, is now turning fast, and his eyes are still on the rows of news reports on real estate on the web page. He waved his hands perfunctoryly: "Go quickly."
Xu Zhaixing succeeded in throwing the hook, and returned with satisfaction.
After returning to the room, she sent a message to Xu Yan to help him organize a report on the development trend and data growth of real estate in the past five years. When Father Xu came to consult, he sent it to Xu Yan.
Xu Yan returned a question mark.
The meaning is obvious: what are you doing?
Xu Dixing: Harm, in fact, everything is for the global limited edition LV bag.
Xu Yan: ...
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Chapter 13:
When she was eating in the school cafeteria at noon the next day, Xu Jiexing received a text message from Xu Yan, saying that Father Xu really called to consult about real estate, and he also sent the collated report to Father Xu as instructed.
In the next few days, Father Xu didn't mention the matter again, but every afternoon he went home for dinner on time, and he no longer looked worried, but instead had a red-faced spirit.
Xu Jiexing sees through and does not say through, she is also very busy recently, running to the small newsstand every day. The other classmates are all idol journals or youth novels, only she is looking forward to financial magazines.
I finally saw it after school on Friday.
Xu Zhaixing flew up with joy, ran home all the way, adjusted her expression at the door, pressed down the joy on her face, and replaced it with the astonishment of the elite.
Pushing the door and going straight to Father Xu watching TV on the sofa: "God dad! Guess what I saw when I accompanied my classmates to buy a magazine today!"
Father Xu did not reply: "Which handsome boy on the cover?"
Xu Jiexing: "Am I that kind of superficial person!" She handed over the financial magazine with a very expressive face: "Look at this! This company Zhenlin, isn't that the project that Uncle asked you to invest in? It says bankruptcy! The partners donated money and the title is on the cover!"
Father Xu looked shocked and immediately picked up the magazine to read it. Xu Zixing looked next to him, and sighed: "A good company, how can you go bankrupt when you say bankruptcy? Uncle said clearly that it can make a lot of money by investing."
The more Father Xu looked, the deeper his face became, and they all appeared in Caijing magazine. It can be seen how loud this thing is. Now, when he thinks of Xu Zhiwen's various performances before, Xu father indignantly shot the coffee table: "The heart is really unpredictable!"
Xu Jie stared and was afraid, "Yeah, yeah, it seems that I guessed it right! Fortunately, you didn't invest money in him, otherwise we'll be bankrupt too!"
Father Xu's face changed several times, and finally he sighed for a long time.
When she was eating, Mother Xu also knew about it. She still scolded Father Xu as usual, then praised the wisdom of her daughter, and finally said to Father Xu: "You have to thank Xu Yan! Probably, your money has been cheated away!"
Father Xu nodded solemnly and thought with emotion: "Xu Yan is a good kid. I called him two days ago to consult about real estate. Hey, this kid didn't say a word for me. The data report of the real estate industry in 2015 has solved my urgent need!"
Mother Xu was surprised: "Really? Eh, I said, are you okay to ask what the real estate industry is doing?"
Father Xu glanced at Xu Zhexing and smiled: "It was my daughter who inspired me, there was no need to hang on a tree."
Xu Jiexing took the opportunity to ask: "Dad, have you found an investment project?"
Father Xu doesn't take her as a child anymore, and still very sure of his daughter's growth and wisdom in his heart. He pondered: "I'm already in contact, and I talked to my friends who were building materials during this time. They are also very optimistic about this prospect, mainly because they know too little and dare not start easily."
Xu Zixing said nothing, "I heard my classmates say that the north of the city is repairing an amusement park."
Father Xu was stunned: "North of the city? That's quite biased. If the playground is repaired there, will anyone play?"
Xu Jiexing said: "It's biased now, but it's not good in the future. With the playground, when there are more people, it will stimulate consumption, and if there is consumption, there will be businesses to settle down, and gradually a commercial area will be formed."
Chengbei is a key urban area planned by S City a few years later. Both land and housing prices have skyrocketed overnight. I don't know how many people have become rich for this reason in those two years.
Father Xu has been studying this thriving industry during this time, and the information sent by Xu Yan has been carefully read many times. Now Xu picks up a little bit, and he understands what it means.
However, real estate investment is not a small amount of money, so tossing a large amount of money is equivalent to putting the entire Star Media into it. He is still a little hesitant.
Xu Jiexing continued: "It's quite barren right now, should the land be cheap too? It's also easy to get land from the government, after all, there are few bidders. There is no risk for the place that has been included in the planning area. If it's expensive, you may not be able to compete with those old real estate companies."
That's right.
Father Xu didn't even bother to eat the meal. After the chopsticks were put aside, he went back to the study to study.
Mother Xu rebuked Xu Jiexing for disapproving: "You don't go to school every day and wonder what to do about adults. What you said is right, I don't know if you thought Shen Wansan was your last life!"
Xu Jiexing: "It is not easy to say whether Shen Wansan was in my last life, but you have to give me a few years earlier. Our family should be the richest man in S City now."
Mother Xu: "???"
Although Father Xu had never gone to school, had a honest character, and was not as cunning and aura-minded as other businessmen, he was decisive.
This is also the reason why he was able to do Xingchen Media. After a period of investigation and research, after careful consideration, he immediately made a decision to engage in Chengbei!
So the star-studded transition investment began.
At first, companies in the same industry heard of this incident, and they mocked Xu's father that he was forced into a desperation by the two consecutive years of shortfall and the impact of new media, before he gave up his main business and ran unrelated real estate.
Even if you are engaged in real estate, you actually took the place in the north of the city where the birds don't shut and don't lay eggs. Did you repair the house there and live for ghosts?
Father Xu had heard it sporadically, but he didn't care about it with a smile. Only at occasional business receptions, the former competitors headed by Song Media will ridicule in person.
Since Xingchen Media abandoned the bid for the Winter Games, Song's only threat was gone, and the project was successfully obtained.
So the industry has said that Song finally defeated the star media that has dominated the leader for many years and became the boss of the new generation. Xingchen seemed to be a defeated man, and the kittens and puppies who had relied on it for dinner dared to run and step on his feet.
At this time, Father Xu was still the honest and honest look, like punching on cotton, making people step on it is not bother anymore m.
They didn't know if it was really silly, or he didn't care at all.
But one thing is for sure, whatever he decides is to do it even if the sky falls.
These father Xu never said it at home.
But Xu Jiexing still felt it.
Because Song Yanan spreads rumors of her bankruptcy every day at school.
It is estimated that Song Yanan heard from her dad when she was at home. At the beginning, it was still rumored that Xu's company was competing, but her company was willing to give up bidding and switch to other projects.
When it reached Xu Jiexing's ears, it became that her family went bankrupt.
After Cheng You angrily listened to these rumours about Xu Jiexing, she was still inevitably worried by the rumors. She worriedly looked at her from head to foot, carefully asked: "Xu Jiexing, how come you haven't worn your favorite shoe brand recently?"
Can she not afford it?"
Xu Jiexing kicked her chair with the tip of the shoe: "Look at your sister's shoes, don't look at it is not famous now, but in the future it will be the treasure of the town's stores!"
Cheng You thought she was embarrassed to admit it, sighed and wanted to comfort a few words, Xu Jiexing handed over the drawing paper that had been drawing: "Are you looking good?"
Cheng You looked down and found that there was a pencil sketch on the paper. She didn't know how to draw, not to mention the design of clothes. She just judged from the visual effects: "Good looking! Did you draw this?"
Xu Jiexing smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, I want to take it to the competition."
"What competition?"
"Paris Fashion Design Competition."
Cheng You was confused: "What kind of competition is this? I haven't heard of it? How can you design?"
Xu Jiexing gave her a slanted look: "Have you collected the barbie white from my house? Okay, okay, I haven't finished drawing yet. The registration for the preliminary round will be over this weekend. I have to hurry up."
The Paris Fashion Design Competition is held every three years. The gold content is very high. The judges are well-known designers who have won awards from various countries in the world or professors from major art universities. They are very influential in the fashion industry.
Each winning champion will have a direct cooperation with the Paris organizer to jointly launch this champion designer's fashion brand, which can be said to be a high-end fashionista in one fell swoop.
Xu Zhaxing took part in Bi Shi's works after graduating from college, and successfully passed the preliminary round. However, the semi-finals require designers to make the works on the drawings, put on the body through the models, and let the judges intuitively score through the catwalk model.
One of the positioning of Xu Zixing's works is high luxury.
At that time, she was very poor, not to mention making this skirt, even the model could not afford it, and finally only regretted retiring.
Although she has been working in a bridal shop after graduation, she has been doing makeup and engaging in wedding dress design, but her dream has never been abandoned. In the next few years, she has been improving the design, striving for more perfection, and working hard to save money and fight for another fight.
Now this year, it is exactly the time of this competition. This time, there is plenty of money, and she has to try again.
After listening to her, Cheng You nodded her head, but also made a fist: "Then you will give me the link, and I will mobilize the whole family to vote for you!"
When school was over, the two walked out of the teaching building, holding hands and laughing, facing Song Yanan and his party head-on.
The school is so big that you can't look down when you look down, and you can't always confront each other every time you encounter it. Xu Jiexing pulled Cheng You and walked to the other side.
Rao is so, still heard the sarcasm behind the group of people in the sand.
Cheng You felt that those words were harsh, and wanted to turn around to hit people. At first glance, Xu Jiexing, or that indifferent look, was simply convinced: "Why don't you get angry? They are really too much!"
Xu Jiexing said in a deep tone: "Forbear her, let her, avoid her, let her, bear with her, ignore her. In a few years, you will see her."
Cheng You: "..."
Is your family really bankrupt? Tell me the truth! ! !
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Chapter 14:
On weekends, Xu Zhexing spent two days finally revising the drawings, and sent the work to the entry mailbox one hour before the registration deadline.
This is a competition for the whole world, regardless of age, gender or nationality. The preliminary competition is also anonymously selected, which is absolutely fair and just.
The next step is to wait for the result.
Near the end of the period, she had to review, but she didn't find it hard to wait. Bi Bi's works can successfully pass the preliminary competition. This time, the works that she has sculpted for a few years should be no problem.
At the end of the final exam, when approaching the New Year, Xu Jiexing received an email from the organizer, congratulations on her work successfully passed the preliminary competition, and asked her to submit a confirmation letter and finished product drawing on the occasion of the Spring Festival in March, to participate in City B Rematch held.
At first, Xu Zhexing didn't tell her about her participation in the competition. Now she needs to start preparing materials for sewing. All kinds of fabrics, broken diamonds, and silk threads must be carefully selected, and the overhead is not small. Money is definitely not enough.
At dinner, she told her father and mother Xu and asked them to support themselves.
The father Xu mother heard the news at first, but did not take it seriously. Her daughter loved to tinker with her dolls since she was a child. When she was in elementary school, she bought her a sewing machine and placed it in the room, letting her toss about it.
Now Xu Jiexing happily told them that he had passed the preliminary contest of the fashion competition, and their parents thought it was a competition to make clothes for dolls.
It wasn't until Xu Zhexing showed them the organizer's e-mail after eating, they searched the game online, and after seeing international, high-end, and high-end words, they didn't know that her daughter was not playing.
Mother Xu looked at her for a long time with half-belief and doubt: "You can enter even if you are a little slapstick? This game will not be a wild team coming to deceive people to make money right?"
Father Xu glared at Mother Xu unhappily: "Go, my daughter is so powerful, and she has a talent for design since she was a child! You didn't read the news to say that all those who can enter the rematch are world-renowned design rookies!"
Mother Xu still felt unreliable. Father Xu thought about it and decided to call Xu Yan.
Since the fact that the real estate information was passed, and Xu Zhiwen's project went bankrupt, Xu Yan's company is flourishing. Xu Father is very satisfied with him now. He feels that the kid is reliable. So he wants to ask for suggestions.
After the call was connected, Father Xu opened the hands-free and talked about the game again. Mother Xu interjected next to her and said, "Xu Yan, can you ask us, is the game reliable? Xu Jiexing says she wants to go to City B to participate in the competition."
Fashion has always been closely connected with the entertainment industry. How can Xu Yan not know this famous international competition.
He really did not expect this little cousin to give him such a big surprise.
First, he praised a few words to Xu Jiexing, and then talked about the scale and influence of this competition with Mother and Father Xu, and finally said with a smile: "It is already a great affirmation for the designer to be able to enter the semi-finals. Second Uncle, Second Auntie, Xu Jiexing is really great."
As soon as the phone hung up, Xu father holding Xu Jiexing was so excited.
"My daughter is so good! So good! Oh, how did I give birth to such a good daughter?"
Mother Xu also let go of her heart and beamed with joy: "Did you give birth? I gave birth! Xu Jiexing, how much money do you need? Tell your dad, and let your dad raise the upper limit of the affiliate card!"
Xu Zhexing took the opportunity to say: "I have to go to City B after the New Year's while I haven't started school. Some materials can only be bought over there, and I have to contact the model in advance."
Xu Yan was in City B. Father Xu agreed with her this time. After the first few days, he bought a ticket for Xu Jiexing, took her to the airport, watched her boarding, and contacted Xu again. Xu Yan must pick her up in advance.
After a few hours of flight, Xu Jiexing finally set foot on this city she was dreaming about.
Xu Yan had been waiting at the exit early, and when Xu Jiexing came out, he took her suitcase with a smile.
As soon as Xu Zixing saw him, she started blowing rainbow farts: "Brother, you're handsome again! It's a domineering president walking!"
Xu Yan: "You have something to ask me when you just landed?"
Xu Jiexing: "............"
Was it seen through so quickly? ? ?
Sure enough, it's a gold broker. The eyes of people are too poisonous...
Xu Zhexing laughed happily, Fart Bian Bian followed Xu Yan into his black Mercedes-Benz, and waited for the car to start before saying: "Did my parents tell you to let me live under your eyelids? Let me be alone, I'll be prone to trouble?"
Xu Yan reversed the car, huh.
Xu Jiexing's words: "How can I be so ignorant? Is the company's business important or am I important? You don't have to worry about me despite your busy schedule!"
Xu Yan looked at her with a smile, not knowing what to expect, raised his eyebrows, and asked in an unclear tone: "Do you want to find Cen Feng?"
Xu Jiexing: "???"
Could I not have any more privacy in front of this person? Is he studying media or psychology?
No need to wait for her to answer, just seeing her look, he already came to a conclusion. Xu Yan chuckled and drove slowly while driving: "Early love?"
Xu Jiexing almost burst into an uproar: "Whose in early love? What love early? You don't talk nonsense!"
Do I deserve it? ? ?
Xu Yan gave a meaningful sound.
Xu Zhexing defended herself: "Appreciation! Do you understand? Just like we appreciate the blue sky, the shining star, the crooked moon, it is the kind of appreciation that can be expected but not immediate!"
Xu Yan said: "What do you appreciate him for?"
Xu Zhexing said: "Of course I appreciates his talents!" When she was finished, she felt a little emboldened. She added: "He is also handsome!"
Xu Yan looked at her with a smile, and finally stopped teasing: "OK, when do you want to go? Tell me in advance, I will send you over."
Xu Jiexing: "It's better to choose the day than hit the day, what do you think of today?"
Xu Yan: "..."
City B is still snowing recently.
Xu Yan rented a two-bedroom house here, the rooms have been packed in advance. Xu Zhexing put her luggage away, thought that it would be cold at night, and took out a hat and scarf, put it on, wrapped it roundly, and followed Xu Yan out.
Xu Yan first took her to dinner, called Mother Xu to report her safety, and then drove her to find Cen Feng.
Xu Zhexing didn't want Cen Feng to see him and Xu Yan together. After a certain distance, she let the car stop. She picked up the car window and explained: "Brother, stay away, don't let him see you."
Xu Yan did not want to speak, and waved her away.
Xu Jiexing straightened her fluffy hat towards the car window and jumped away happily.
Go faster, go faster.
I will see the man who I think about everyday.
In the end, I almost flew up.
So excited and cherished.
When she ran across the street crossing, Xu Jiexing stopped. She was a little hot, gasping, breathing in the cold air and turning it to white gas. Half of her small face exposed was flushed.
I finally saw him again.
He hadn't changed at all. A coat was added to the black sweater, his hair was longer, and his eyes were shallowly covered. He was blown slightly by the cold wind of this winter night.
Xu Zhexing walked across the crossing along the flow of people. At every step, her heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.
She reminded herself in her heart that she must not cry this time!
Step by step, getting closer and closer until she was standing in front of him. Xu Jiexing smelled the cold tobacco in the air, his fingers playing the piano were red and cold, but did not affect the movement and melody.
He seemed to be thinner, his jaws sharpened, and the whole person had a pungent coldness.
Xu Jiexing was terribly distressed.
There are many things she wanted to ask him.
Why are you not eating well? The body is most important. Why refuse Chenxing? Zhongtian is bad for you, is it not good to leave there? Are you unhappy? What should I do to make you a little happier?
But she said nothing, just stood in front of him and listened to him play one song after another.
It's so good to listen to him sing again.
His fingers are so beautiful, with clear bones, and he is so beautiful when playing the piano.
At that time, when it was stepped on, it must have hurt.
When she knows which dog thing did it, she must interrupt his dog legs!
She was so cranky, looking at Cen Feng's eyes unwilling to blink. I don't know how long it has passed, there was a sudden reprimand from the side: "Cen Feng!"
Xu Jiexing turned het head subconsciously, and saw a slightly fat middle-aged man not far away rushing away.
Cen Feng did not raise his head, but held the string in his palm and stopped singing half of the song.
Xu Zixing was still searching in memory to see that he had never seen this fat man in Cen Feng's team before. The person had approached and pointed at Cen Feng's nose and scolded: "The company strictly stipulates that it is not allowed to come out! Do you take the rules as a buzzword? You don't train well all day and night. Do you treat the company as yours? If you don't want to get mixed up and get out early, don't trouble Lao Tzu!"
He kicked fiercely at the guitar case with money, and the anger caused the passers-by to frequently look around: "Did you lose money in your eyes? How much money is this?! How much money can you make in a night?! You waste it.Have you ever counted how much of the training time you lost to the company?!"
The guitar case was originally light, since kicked by him, the change blew everywhere along the wind.
Xu Zhaixing was almost mad, so she couldn't care about cursing and hurried to pick up the money.
This is Cen Feng's hard-earned money for a night of hard work! ! !
Cen Feng, who had no expression at all, froze for a moment. He looked at the figure squatting on the ground in a hurry, put the guitar on the ground, ignored the fat man who was still swearing, and walked over.
He had a long ligament in his leg, and picked up the remaining change after bending over. Xu Jiexing grabbed a handful of change and looked up, and heard him whisper, "Thank you."
Her eyes were a little red, and she didn't know whether it was cold or angry, so she stood up suddenly, stuffed the recovered money into his hand, and turned around to rush to the fat man who was still angry.
When she opened his mouth, she cursed: "What's the matter with you? Speak, speak, what are you doing with your feet?! Your mother has never taught you to respect people? Has your elementary school teacher taught you what being polite is? It's also the money you earn from your own ability! I think you are not too young, how can you only grow old but not smart?"
The fat man looked at the little girl who did not know where it came from in amazement, and said unkindly: "I teach my own company's employees, what does it have to do with you? Hurry up and let me go!"
Xu Zhexing stared at him angrily, opened her hands with a swish, and stood in front of him like a cub, and wished she could desperately fight with him: "Employees have no human rights? Employees can be so insulted? New China has been established for so many years, yet so you still consider yourself as a landlord?!"
The fat man was speechless by the little girl with a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, and subconsciously reached out to push her: "You give me a break!"
Before that hand touched Xu Jiexing, he was grasped at the wrist by a distinct hand, and broke up fiercely.
The fat man inhaled suddenly with pain, and was furious: "Cen Feng, what are you doing! You let go of Lao Tzu! Do you want to get mixed up?!"
Xu Zhaixing turned back suddenly.
Cen Feng was standing behind her, his arm leaping over her shoulder, pinching the fat man's wrist.
This is not polite, because of the force, even the knuckles are white, and you can see the veins bulging on the back of the hand.
His expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were sharp, like a sharp knife pierced from the depth of his dark pupil, with the murderousness of one hundred self-destruction and three thousand, to drag the people in front of him to hell.
The fat man seemed to be frightened by his eyes, and he was silent for a moment.
But soon, his eyes faded, his anger could not be found all over again, and he regained his silence, like everything was just an illusion.
He let go of his hand and pulled Xu Jiexing behind him. His voice was calm and indifferent, but he heard people tremble: "Yes, I don't want to mix up, so what?"
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Chapter 15:
The movement here quickly caused the passers-by to watch, and stopped standing and pointing.
The fat man probably couldn't afford to lose this person. It might have been frightened by Cen Feng's eyes just now, his face changed a few times, and finally he didn't say anything. He stared at him fiercely and turned around in a hurry.
Cen Feng withdrew his eyes, he stared at Xu Jiexing, turned back, picked up the guitar on the ground, and put it back in the box.
Xu Zhexing finally recovered, rubbed carefully. She pursed her lips, and then asked in a hurry: "Brother, do you remember me?"
Cen Feng glanced at her and put the installed guitar on his back.
She rubbed her palms in the corner of her clothes, and whispered nervously: "Last autumn, you played here and bought me a cup of milk tea..."
The voice became smaller and smaller, and an annoyed expression appeared on het face.
She was too impulsive just now!
Let Cen Feng see her so sturdy side, all good impressions are gone, woo woo.
Cen Feng backed his guitar, put his hands in his trouser pockets, bowed his back slightly, and looked down at the little girl in front of him.
She was well-dressed, and the whole person was round. The red scarf went all the way from the neck to the lower jaw. She wore a furry hat on her head. There were two red fox ears on the top of the hat, which was swayed back and forth by the night wind .
Only half of her face was exposed, reddened by the cold night. Her eyelashes were covered with fine snowflakes, her eyes were bright and clear, and when she laughed, it bent into the shape of a crescent moon.
He spoke lightly in her annoyed expression: "Remember."
Her eyes lit up, her face flushed, and her voice was full of unshakable capers: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Can I ask you to drink milk tea this time?"
It's still snowing.
His fingers twitched in his trouser pockets, and for a long time he responded faintly: "Well."
Xu Zhexing was happy, and followed him to the milk tea shop not far away. She looked at the signboard menu and turned to ask, "Brother, what do you like to drink?"
Of course she knew his tastes, but she asked him carefully.
Cen Feng looked at the night wrapped in Fei Xue: "Anything."
Xu Zixing shouted to the boss very boldly: "Boss! Two cups of caramel milk tea, plus red beans and pearls! Very sugary! Hot!"
Cen Feng likes to eat sweets, milk tea is very sugary. Although caramel and red beans are very sugary, it will lick the greasy people, but I love beans, everyone follows the same paragraph of get, it doesn't matter if it is sweet or fat.
Cen Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked down at her.
Xu Zhexing paid for it, struck down his tumbling heart, and tried to make herself behave normally. After the boss made a milk tea, she passed it through a straw and took a sip of joy.
Almost got past sweet.
At this time, even the milk tea is not delicious in the future!
She swallowed hard, peeping at Cen Feng, who was holding her straw, and asked later, "Brother, is it delicious?"
Cen Feng said: "It's delicious."
Xu Jiexing: "..."
Sure enough, it is my very sweet love bean!
He said it was delicious, and when he drank it again, he really felt that it was not that hard to drink.
Xu Zhexing was filled with honey in his heart, drinking milk tea with a pit, and stepping behind him. Not far away, Cen Feng stepped in and turned to look at her: "Aren't you going home?"
She woke up from the honey, and quickly took two steps back: "Yes, yes!"
Although she wanted to ask him a lot, she wanted to tell him to take good care of himself, not to grieve, but she opened her mouth and said nothing.
Cen Feng has taken back his eyes: "Thank you for the milk tea."
Xu Jiexing shook her head and tried to make her voice light: "No need to thank me! Go back home, it's cold outside!"
Cen Feng nodded, turned around and walked away, without a few steps, the girl's obedient voice came from behind: "Brother, I will come here to listen to you singing tomorrow night."
He did not respond.
When he returned to the dormitory, his roommates were already asleep.
The place where he lives now is a trainee dormitory arranged by the company. A total of four people live in each room. When Cen Feng didn't turn on the light, when he walked to the door of his room, the hallway pulled open from the outside to the inside.
Yin Chang was wearing pajamas and had messy hair. The handsome facial features appeared harmless to humans and animals. The voice flooded with the lights in his house: "Brother, how come you are so late today?"
Cen Feng ignored him, unscrewed his door and walked in. He put the guitar down, undressed and changed his shoes.
Yin Chang followed, and pestle looked at him at the door in silence, and finally said as if he was determined: "Brother, I heard Brother Niu at the company today say that he was coming to trouble you. They said that the above is very dissatisfied with you being late and leaving early instead of training, to go out to sing."
He looked at Cen Feng disapprovingly: "Brother, why have you changed so much this year? Don't you want to debut?"
Cen Feng put on a black vest and slippers, a towel placed on his neck. The exposed arms and calves had clear lines, and compared the soft and thin Yin Chang.
He glanced at him lightly: "Are you finished? Leave after you're done."
Yin Chang blushed as he choked.
He didn't exchange Ceng Feng with a good word for several times. In the end, he was young and could not hide his eyes. His face was still aggrieved, but his eyes overflowed with maliciousness.
Cen Feng was expressionless and walked sideways from the door to take a shower in the bathroom.
Yin Chang took a deep breath and shouted at his back: "Cen Feng! Even if you are dissatisfied with the company, you don't have to vent it to me! I take you as my brother, why do you think of me?!"
He responded to the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Immediately after the sound of water, the person inside seemed to have not taken his words to heart at all. No matter what he said or did, he could not get to the other person's eyes.
Yin Chang recalled that two years ago, they had just come to the company. He and Cen Feng are in the same batch of trainees. They are in the same dormitory. Cen Feng is one year older than him. When he cried brother obediently, Cen Feng really took him as his brother.
Cen Feng thought about him with everything. He helped him correct his pronunciation, practiced dancing with him, he will not buckle his movements one by one. When his ligaments are not good, Cen Feng will lift his leg to help him press it little by little.
When someone in the company scolds him, Cen Feng waved his fist and went up to help him fight.
A teenager, who is not guilty of facing a group of people, his mouth was swollen by the other side, and he smiled and comforted him: "Don't be scared. They dare not say anything else in the future."
At that time, he really regarded Cen Feng as his brother and thanked him.
When did it start to go bad?
When the dance teacher praised Cen Feng unabashedly but scolded him for being clumsy. When the vocal teacher praised Cen Feng for his talent but looked at him and shook his head. It was Cen Feng who could play the piano for half a year, but he still stumbled and practiced Bayer practice Qu Shi.
He knew he should not be jealous.
But he couldn't control it. The jealous and resentful emotions, like a fine net, circled his heart little by little, causing it to bleed out.
But he disguised it very well. While having jealousy in his heart, he enjoys the care of Cen Feng.
Until....
Until last year.
Cen Feng didn't go to training because of a fever. After waking up from a nasty sleep, his eyes changed.
He seemed to be a different person. Indifferent, and lonely. Walking in his own way, covered with thorns all over his body, so that people dare not approach.
Yin Chang thought at first that he was aware of his careful thoughts and was not panic-stricken all day long. He pretended to be cautiously pleased, but no matter what he did, Cen Feng never responded.
He even deliberately clashes with other trainees, but in the end only got Cen Feng's indifferent look.
Not only did Cen Feng alienate himself, he also cut off contact with everyone around him. He started slacking off during training, was late and left early, and even went to the night market like a neuropath to sing.
Brother Niu, who manages the trainees, said that he didn't let him converge half a point. They all said that once the best seedling was destroyed, the company might give up this person.
Yin Chang was secretly happy while worrying that if Cen Feng left, who would help him in the future? What if those who once bullied him came to him again?
Today I heard that Brother Niu was going to the night market to teach Cen Feng a lesson. He was waiting for Cen Feng to come back to explore the tone. Unexpectedly, he still touched my nose.
Yin Chang gritted his teeth angrily, and had no choice but to stare at the closed bathroom door for a long time before finally returning to his room and slamming the door.
Cen Feng finished his shower and returned to his room covered with moisture.
There is no underfloor heating in the dormitory, and the heating in winter depends on the small solar electric heaters assigned by the company to the trainees. He didn't like to use it. The whole room was cold and even the wall lamp was cold.
Drying his hair, he put the money he made today into a box where he had his savings, and glanced at the mechanical parts and books piled on his desk. He sat on the bed with his computer, opened the browser, and searched for new machinery assembly videos.
Seeing that it was late, he was about to exit the video and turn off the computer, when he saw a small notification pop up in the lower right corner of the screen: you have 99+ blog messages.
Blog?
He paused and clicked the notification.
After their debut, those public accounts were managed by the company, and even the blogs they had used were all unregistered. After returning to life, he forgot that he still had a blog account.
The page popped up, and the latest post is the photo of the stray cat he fed last year.
Cen Feng clicked into the message area.
He finally knew where all the 99+ messages came from.
It's all from an ID called "Heaven Picks Stars for You".
He pulled down the page and looked at them one by one. The style of the painting was normal at the beginning:
——Eat on time like the kitten~
——It's dark, it's time to sleep, don't stay up late, good night.
——Cool, has it snowed there? Remember Tim
——I saw a super nice little flower on the side of the road today and sent it to you!
——I encountered a question that I won't do in math test today! Ah ah my first grade cannot be guaranteed.
...
Then it gradually became:
——Why are you so pretty?
——What's the benefit of killing me? !
—Oh **** look at this **** handsome!
Cen Feng: "............"
Who?
Are they ill?