After the divorce, the song "It's a pity it's not you" became popular all over t

Coincidentally, Chen Feng passed by here.

"Chen Feng!"

"Where did you go in the afternoon!"

Ever since he met Chen Feng at noon, Han Lei never saw his shadow again.

If he hadn't seen him coming from the outside, he would have thought that Chen Feng was going back to sleep in the hotel again.

Chen Feng walked over.

"Let me introduce you, this is Gong Yihong, Sister Hong."

Sister Hong, Chen Feng naturally knows, she is a famous singer, and she is very keen on charity.

"Hello, Miss Hong!"

Chen Feng politely shook hands with Gong Yihong.

Gong Yihong also looked at Chen Feng with admiration.

"Chen Feng, I've been paying attention to you, it's really great."

While speaking, Gong Yihong patted Chen Feng on the shoulder to express encouragement.

Chen Feng responded with a smile.

"I heard that you came to Sichuan for the first time this time. You are really great. There are really not many artists like you now."

Gong Yihong showed gratitude to Chen Feng. Since she was middle-aged, she has focused her work and life on charitable causes. Almost whenever a disaster occurs, she will appear.

Even in the middle and late stages, she set up the Gong Yihong Charity Fund by herself to help those who encountered disasters and difficulties.

"Sister Hong has won the prize. As a descendant of China, helping each other and supporting each other is what I should do. They support me, and I also want to give back to them."

Chen Feng's words made the admiration in Gong Yihong's eyes even stronger.

After chatting with Han Lei and Gong Yihong for a few words, Chen Feng left first. After all, they didn't have many common topics at their age, and standing there would delay their chatting.

Just as I was about to close the door when I got back to my room, a force from outside stopped me.

Chen Feng opened the door.

Ling Bingyan stood at the door.

"Miss me?"

With that said, Ling Bingyan hugged Chen Feng.

Although they have often been together these few days, they have been living in everyone's sight, and it is difficult to have the space for the two of them to be alone.

So, just after she finished singing with Ling Bingxue, she happened to see Chen Feng walking back to the hotel.

So she greeted Ling Bingxue, followed Chen Feng less than 5 meters away, and walked towards the hotel together.

Originally, she thought that Chen Feng would feel behind her, and she had been looking forward to Chen Feng's surprised eyes when he turned around.

But who knows, along the way, Chen Feng chatted with Han Lei and Gong Yihong without looking back once.

"Hey, how could you fall in love with such a fool."

After talking to herself, she shook her head and pushed Chen Feng's door.

This is where the two embraced.

"miss you!"

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Chapter 251 The Two People Who Came to Visit

Ling Bingyan never expected that these words would come from Chen Feng's mouth.

The big eyes stared at Chen Feng closely.

"What did you say?"

Chen Feng smiled warmly.

"I said... miss you!"

"Why, can't you hear me clearly?"

Ling Bingyan's hot tears overflowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

She was supposed to be happy, but for some reason, she actually cried.

Probably weeping with joy.

After all, she wanted to hear this sentence so much.

Chen Feng took her hand into the room, sat beside her, and asked dotingly and tenderly: "Why are you crying? Don't cry, your eyes should be swollen tomorrow, and you have to go on stage."

Ling Bingyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and leaned on Chen Feng's shoulder again.

"Chen Feng, I don't want to leave you again."

Chen Feng gently hugged Ling Bingyan's delicate body.

"I will never let you leave in the future."

From finding Ling Bingyan to the present, during this period of time, this is the first time that the two of them have truly been alone.

Tonight is also the time for the two to open their hearts.

boom! boom! boom!

When Chen Feng's door rang, Ling Bingyan immediately wiped away her tears in a panic.

Chen Feng asked outside the door: "Who is it?"

"Chen Feng, open the door, it's me!"

Outside the door, Han Lei's voice sounded.

Chen Feng and Ling Bingyan looked at each other in horror.

It would be fine if they were of the same generation, but the person who came was Han Lei. It would not be very good to see the two of them arguing in the room.

"Where can I hide!"

Ling Bingyan asked in horror.

Chen Feng looked left and right, mouthing and pointing in the direction of the bathroom.

"Bathroom, bathroom!"

Ling Bingyan's head shook like a rattle.

"No, no, if he wants to go in, there is no way to say it."

Chen Feng thought for a while, and then made the quilt on the bed look very messy.

Then pointed to the quilt.

"Go in."

Outside the door, Han Lei's voice continued to sound.

"Chen Feng, open the door, what are you doing in the house?"

Seeing that there was really nowhere to go, Ling Bingyan had no choice but to quickly get under the quilt.

Fortunately, Ling Bingyan has a slender figure, so even if she hides under the quilt, she will not be discovered.

Only then did Chen Feng walk to the door and open it.

At the door, stood Han Lei and Gong Yihong.

"Sister Hong and I watched your new song just now. When did you write this? It's so good!"

Saying that, Han Lei took out Chen Feng's manuscript.

"Two days ago, two days ago."

Chen Feng was still as usual, he didn't want to brag too much about himself.

"Well, you won't let us go in and have a sit?"

Han Lei looked at Chen Feng who was blocking the door, and then at himself and Gong Yihong standing outside the door.

Chen Feng immediately turned sideways to make way, then, thinking about it, he turned around as if walking inside the house.

He had to sit on the bed first, so that the two of them could only choose to be chairs, otherwise if the two of them sat on the bed and found Ling Bingyan, it would really be a beautiful misunderstanding.

However, Han Lei and Gong Yihong were dumbfounded after Chen Feng's operation.

Although he knew Chen Feng very well and had always been unruly in his work, he did not appear to be neurotic.

Looking at Gong Yihong again, with a hesitant look on her face, she has been doubting in her heart that this child may have some brain problems.

However, under the leadership of Han Lei, they still entered the house.

"Chen Feng, I have a small suggestion."

Chen Feng sat on the edge of the bed, nodding his head.

Han Lei snorted.

"When you write songs in the future, can you also provide the name to the band teacher? Without the title of the song, the host doesn't know how to add words to his lines."

Chen Feng laughed.

The songs he wrote are almost all memories of his previous life, so he often forgets to write his name.

Chen Feng took the song and wrote the title of the song at the top.

Return it to Han Lei.

Han Lei looked at the song title at the top of the paper and nodded.

Afterwards, Han Lei looked at Chen Feng again, but there was expectation in his eyes.

"Well, Chen Feng, that's it. Sister Hong is the singer I have found. I want to tailor a song for her, and I want to come to you to try my luck."

Chen Feng was dumbfounded.

"Write a song for Sister Hong?"

Chen Feng gradually realized that he asked himself to fill in the title of the song, which was just an introduction.

Only then does the real purpose emerge.

"Yes, the kind that can be suitable for tomorrow's occasion, I think you are the only one who can have this ability."

Han Lei's evaluation is very high, but very pertinent.

Chen Feng tried his best to turn the tide again and again, and Han Lei would pay attention to every improvisation.

But even though Han Lei was used to Chen Feng's actions like this, whenever Chen Feng improvised a song again, Han Lei couldn't help but be happy for him and cheer for him.

The better Chen Feng's performance is, the more assured he is about the future of the Chinese music scene.

Chen Feng understood.

"Let me write a song for Sister Hong that is suitable for singing tomorrow?"

"Correct!"

Han Lei didn't hide it either.

Under the quilt, Ling Bingyan was full of anxiety.

In such a short period of time, asking Chen Feng to write a song, isn't it going to be a grind?

If he suddenly has an inspiration in his heart, everything will be fine, but this kind of sudden request, the most important thing is that it has to be tailored.

How could it be possible.

But at this time she couldn't get up, couldn't move.

After all, Gong Yihong was also in the room.

But she can quietly.

Ling Bingyan stretched out a finger, and lightly clasped Chen Fengzhu's hand on the bed, signaling Chen Feng not to agree so quickly.