Shocked: The opening confession letter was sent to the female CEO by mistake

"time to eat!"

Lin Feng left the low wall and walked under the gazebo, Sun Yuan looked at Lin Feng's back and sneered, Xiao Ce asked her to get in touch with Lin Feng more, just to kill him.

But seeing that Lin Feng didn't seem to be up to the trick at all, could it be that he used the wrong trick?
The gazebo, the food is served, looks like a full banquet.

The next link is the chatting and eating session between these guests and the resident guests.

Slow variety, the emphasis is on slow variety shows.

Few people spoke at the dinner table. Lin Feng kept his head down and cooked the meal. He didn't like this kind of link.Yang Fan prefers to be in the limelight, chatting with the host for a while, and looking for Sun Yuan for a while.

He greeted all the people at the dinner table warmly and politely, but Lin Feng was missing.

Lin Feng knew that Yang Fan didn't want to see him, and he didn't want to talk to Yang Fan. At this time, Yang Fan suggested that someone should play truth or dare.

The dinner table happened to be crowded, and many people agreed.

The barrage is also boiling, so that the star's secret can be known.

At the beginning, Lin Feng lost, and he chose to take a big risk.

"Fengshen, why don't you find someone you hate the most and just pour him a glass of water."

So simple.

In the eyes of everyone, this is offensive, if the water is really poured, it will definitely be hacked by the whole network, but Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and quietly gave Yang Fan a glass of water.

The atmosphere froze, Yang Fan's face turned green, and he looked at Lin Feng angrily.

Lin Feng didn't mind, and explained with a smile: "It's not like everyone doesn't know what stories are uploaded on the Internet, and they are all groundless. I have a grudge against Yang Fan."

After the words fell, the barrage came alive again.

"I rely on this to be true. Yang Fan really has a grudge against my family's Peak God."

"I have hated Yang Fan for a long time."

"Feng Shen is doing beautifully."

Yang Fan had to find a way out for himself: "Not everything Fengshen said is true, everyone, don't stick to your humble opinion."

After a while, everyone soon finished their meal and went to bed.

After sleeping until dawn, it was the same session as yesterday. Finally, after recording the variety show, Lin Feng was taken home by Li Kun.

"How about it, the recording of the variety show is okay!"

"Don't pick it up for me, I don't want to do this kind of variety show again."

Li Kun asked, "What's wrong?"

"Too tired and not interesting."

Considering Lin Feng's mood, Lin Kun nodded.

"By the way, there will be a music competition in a few days. I want you to participate. It will be of great help to you to meet many people with high musical attainments."

Lin Feng hummed, he got out of the car and went straight into the villa.

After entering the villa, Lin Feng went to bed.

After a tiring day, I can finally catch my breath.

He slept till night and had nothing to do, so he thought of his Douyin number.

Lin Feng turned on Douyin and recorded a new song.

He picked up the guitar, found a better position, and leaned back on the chair to play.

"The little yellow flower of the story."

"Floating since the year I was born."

"Childhood swings."

"Following the memory until now."

"Blowing the prelude and looking at the sky."

"I remember the petals trying to fall."

"For the day you skipped class."

"The day the flowers fall."

"..."

After recording, Lin Feng posted it on Douyin.

"The wind is singing!"

"Sunny day is so good, I love it again, I really hope Feng can compare with Lin Feng!"

"I can expand my playlist again."

"The wind of confessing me is another day of life and death for those who love him."

"Is he the peak god? Why do I always have the illusion of hearing the peak god singing when I listen to his songs!"

"Uh, you should have thought too much in front!"

"Actually, I really want to have a PK between Fengshen and the anchor, to see who is better."

"The peak god is the eternal god!"

"Not necessarily, maybe our anchor is the best, and his songs are sung throughout Douyin."

Lin Feng looked at these bullet screens and quit Douyin.

He began to continue writing.Because his essay successfully made a bloody breakthrough in the literary world, the editor asked him to attend a signing event in a few days.

They are all very popular authors recently, let him also go to see the world.

Anyway, he was fine, so he agreed.

The next day, Lin Feng was afraid that he would be recognized, so he dressed up.

He drove to the signing event, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw people coming and going, as well as some brothers and sisters wearing Hanfu and cosplay clothes.

Lin Feng handed the ticket to the security guard, and went in after the inspection.

It was the first time for him to come to this kind of signing event. As soon as Lin Feng entered, he saw a sea of ​​people, densely packed with human heads. Lin Feng pursed his lips and looked for a place where there was no one to smoke.

"Are you also a reader at the signing event?"

A boy came over and asked.

Lin Feng didn't speak, the boy mistook him for a reader, but he was actually a writer.But it's nothing, he said flatly: "Which writer do you like?"

"I like the hot author the most, and I especially like his men's books."

Oh... my own book.

Lin Feng glanced at the boy and asked with a smile: "Coincidentally, I also like which author."

"Then we are too destined."

He nodded, and the boy started chirping, introducing the contents of the book.

After chatting for a long time, Lin Feng felt that this boy was quite interesting. He had rich ideas and created a lot of new inspirations for him.

While chatting hotly, I only heard a light and fluttering voice next to me.

"That crazy, cool, and explosive author just wrote a book that exceeds my entire three-year creation."

"You have only been writing for three years. I have been writing for six years, and the sales volume is not as high as his."

"Why can a new author like him get so much?"

Lin Feng dimmed his eyes and threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground. The boy walked over and said to the group of authors: "You are not allowed to talk about him!"

"Who are you, something is wrong!"

One of the readers laughed: "It's probably the author's fanatic. It's not difficult to see that the audience is a group of elementary school students whose intelligence is not well developed!"

"I'm not a primary school student. The big book is novel and has content. It looks better than the books of you old authors. You are just jealous!"

"I'm jealous of him, have you made a mistake, which one of us has not been in the online literature circle longer than him, and a young writer who is just a fledgling dare to shout at us?"

The boy blushed with anger and wanted to retaliate, but he didn't know how to say it.

After all, there are a lot of authors in this group, and they are all cultural people. When boys quarrel with them, what is reasonable becomes unreasonable.

He was so angry that he wanted to make a move, Lin Feng held back his fists that were about to be raised: "I'm just crazy and cool, if you have any opinions, you can talk to me face to face."

"Although it has been written for less than two months, it is not as powerful as your seniors, but lack of qualifications does not mean that you have no strength. I started this kind of male frequency trend recently. Aren't you seniors trying to imitate it?"