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After cutting the room card, Feng Xingwen sent a message to Ding Man.

Feng Xingwen: Just give me one of your Weibo and WeChat Zhihu accounts.

Timon: What do you mean?What does it mean to lend you one casually?Am I the kind of person who registers more than N accounts and then eats melons everywhere on the Internet?

Feng Xingwen: You are.

Timon: Nonsense!I want to tell the captain, you slandered me!

Feng Xingwen: [red envelope]

Ding Man: The account number is 123456, the password is 654321, thank you boss, please take it easy.

Feng Xingwen picked up Ding Man's trumpet, randomly searched for a few leaking marketing accounts, sent a private message, saying that he was a staff member of a five-star hotel, and saw director Liang Can bring five different artists back to his room within a month, The room number is 666, the fan turned black, and decided to reveal his essence to other fans.

After sending it, regardless of whether the other party believes it or not, he directly deleted the record, canceled the account, and then changed back to his own WeChat.

Feng Xingwen: I deleted your account, watch less gossip and read more.

Timon: Do it!

Feng Xingwen: [red envelope]

Timon: Well done!The boss is generous and the boss is generous.

The assistant caught a glimpse of Feng Xingwen fiddling with his mobile phone, and said earnestly, "Stop playing with your mobile phone. It's better to catch up on sleep while in the car."

Feng Xingwen replied, "I got it," put away the phone, and closed his eyes.

The assistant sighed faintly, always feeling that His Royal Highness is becoming more and more He Xuhua, and the manager brother has been addicted to cigarettes for two days with He Xu.

The unremarkable black car merged into the mighty traffic and drove slowly towards "home".

Back in the dormitory, Feng Xingwen simply washed up, changed his clothes, hesitated, and sent a message to He Xu, asking if he had slept.

He Xu quickly replied "no".

Feng Xingwen's mood improved a few degrees in an instant, the corner of his mouth curled up, and with his mobile phone in his pocket, he knocked on the door next door.

Rarely, He Xu was alone in the room.

"Ding Man hasn't come back from the recording of the variety show, and the rest of them slipped out to eat supper again." He Xu explained with a smile.

Feng Xingwen nodded, put on his slippers, and his eyes fell on the music score on the coffee table.

"excuse me?"

"No," He Xu stretched, and said slowly, "I'm just going to take a break and change my mind."

While pouring two glasses of milk, he asked Feng Xingwen how it felt to be the male lead of the MV.

"It's okay, I haven't seen the senior himself, the heroine is quite nice," Feng Xingwen thought for a while and added, "The director is a greasy middle-aged man."

"Huh," He Xu was rather surprised, "Isn't the director Liang Can?"

"Well, it's him." Feng Xingwen nodded.

He Xu glanced at him and told him intuitively that many stories must have happened during the MV shooting.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you need to talk to me?"

"No need," Feng Xingwen raised his eyebrows, "It's done."

After hearing this, He Xu didn't ask any more questions. Feng Xingwen was behind a big entertainment company, so there must be nothing wrong.

Standing up, He Xu walked to the kitchen: "Do you want supper?"

Feng Xingwen's eyelids twitched: "You do?"

He Xu looked at him as if facing a formidable enemy and said helplessly: "Instant noodles, there is no technical content."

Speaking of instant noodles, Feng Xingwen thought of the time during the game when he was used as a tool man and sold his "hue" everywhere to borrow instant noodles.

He Xu looked at his expression and thought of going with him.

"It's a pity you can't see the stars here."

The sky in the urban area seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, gray, and the few sparse starlight that leaked faintly seemed extremely dim.

Feng Xingwen followed Feng Xingwen to the balcony, watched him open the window, and let the cool evening breeze brush his soft hair.

"actually……"

Feng Xingwen's heart felt hot.

He wants to tell He Xu that I am willing to be your star.

"Ok?"

He Xu turned his head slightly, his clear eyes reflected Feng Xingwen's blushing face.

Feng Xingwen: "I..."

--boom!

"I'm exhausted! Captain, I saw the prince's shoes. Did he come to eat and drink again?"

He Xu heard Ding Man's loud voice and went to the living room with a headache: "Don't throw your clothes away, instant noodles are not for you."

"I don't care. I recorded a five-hour program, and I didn't even give me a bite of food. I was hungry and tired."

Ding Man was lying on the sofa playing a rascal, when he saw His Highness the Prince walking over from the balcony with a dark face, and wiped his neck at him.

Ding Man swallowed and spit: "Prince, let's clear the money and the goods. My red envelope will not be refunded."

"What red envelope?"

He Xu patted Ding Man on the shoulder and drove him to the small sofa next to him.

"It's nothing." Feng Xingwen sat down next to He Xu, "I deleted Ding Man's WeChat account to make him watch less gossip."

He Xu nodded when he heard the words: "It's good to delete."

Timon wailed: "It's not good at all!"

He Xu got a headache from his noise, and stuffed his mouth with instant noodles.

Timon stopped eating when he was full, and ran into the bathroom to take a shower.

Listening to the sound of water, He Xu asked Feng Xingwen, "Why did he provoke you again?"

Feng Xingwen muttered, "He's become a light bulb."

He Xu didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Feng Xingwen took a deep breath: "He..."

——Bang!

Ding Man slammed the door open and poked his head out: "Captain, I forgot to take the towel."

He Xu stood up helplessly, and pressed Feng Xingwen again.

Feng Xingwen gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it."

He Xu looked at Feng Xingwen's handsome face covered with dark clouds, and firmly believed that Ding Man had really offended him.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Xingwen rolled up the towel and walked into the bathroom. After a while, Ding Man begged for mercy and howled.

He Xu has long been used to the strangeness, leaning on the sofa, flipping through the music score, humming softly.

"Can I go to your house to cook?" is indeed a big hit. Due to the laser pointer incident some time ago, He Xu's attention has surged. He Xu's show not only ranked first in the ratings at the same time, but also refreshed the show since its inception. highest record.

The sincere conversation between the two draft men's teams brought back the memories of many WINGS fans. I am afraid that Tang Kaiyu himself would not have imagined that he would gain popularity in this way.

The one who benefited the most is Li Qian. The position of captain is actually very embarrassing. It sounds glorious, but in fact it is just a silent existence. The captains of most teams are at the bottom of traffic, and He Xu and Li Qian have cooperated several times , Subtly conveying to the audience the importance and irreplaceability of the captain.

Many brokerage companies of former WINGS members approached Lin Bo, expecting to cooperate with He Xu.

Sitting in the office, Lin Bo looked at the dozens of job offers in front of him, and often had the illusion that the artist under him was a big bowler who had debuted for many years.

For other newcomers, the agent finalized the job and then passed it on. He Xu was the one who notified the agent whether he wanted to take the job.

According to the contract, Lin Bo can also forcefully arrange work for him, but...

"Who knows if that kid is the underworld master."

Muttering so much that he found a way for himself, Lin Bo resigned himself to scanning the document and sending it to He Xu.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2422:30:20~2019-11-2522:59:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of dream light lovesickness; 1 bottle of Yayoi Mika;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!