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As long as people are still there, TEENAGER will not disperse.

After finishing the supper, several people moved to KTV. Yin Yi, Chu Gaofei and Jiang Peng sang and fell asleep after yawning. Yu Yan, Shen Haokuo and other new drinkers went to a different venue to compete in drinking.

After sending the three of them home, it was already late at night when he detoured back to his own home. He Xu found a bouquet of flowers at the door of the house.

His first reaction was to look at the door next to him, but he saw that the door was closed tightly, and the shoe rack by the door was still empty.

He Xu bent down to pick up the flowers, walked into the new house, picked out a vase with beautiful patterns, and put them in the porch.

He found a beautiful angle to take a photo and sent it to Feng Xingwen.

The congratulations have been received, thank you.

Feng Xingwen replied quickly: How did you know it was me?

He Xu didn't answer, but instead asked, "Go back to China?"

Feng Xingwen replied: No, I just arrived at the airport, and the plane is an hour away. After you get off the plane, it will probably be tomorrow afternoon.

He Xu told him that at noon tomorrow he was going to go to another province to record a variety show for three days and two nights.

Feng Xingwen: "Jungle Guerrilla Warfare"?

He Xu: Yes.

On the top of WeChat, the words "typing" kept appearing, and after a while, a green bubble appeared in the chat window.

Feng Xingwen: I missed it again.

He Xu took a glass of water and put it on the coffee table, fell back on the sofa, changed into a comfortable position, bent one leg, and made an expression.

He Xu: Candy, please.

Feng Xingwen: So sour >.

He Xu couldn't help laughing at his reply.

Feng Xingwen: I've wanted to ask you for a long time, why the candy you gave me for the first time was lemon flavored.

He Xu: I forgot.

Feng Xingwen: I don't believe it.

He Xu: Because you were so popular at that time, I was jealous.

Feng Xingwen: Do I look easy to deceive?

He Xu: Because I wanted to attract your attention, I gave you the most unique taste.

Feng Xingwen's "Importing" came out again, and He Xu patiently waited for his news.

2 minute later.

Feng Xingwen: Why do you want to draw my attention? Are you LIKE me?

He Xu: "Pfft."

It was the first time to cover up my shyness when I met someone in English.

With a smile on the corner of He Xu's mouth, he sat up straight and tapped on the phone keyboard nimbly.

Only by attracting your attention can you catch your enthusiasm.

Feng Xingwen: ...

Feng Xingwen: You are a bad old man, very bad.

"Hahaha."

He Xu threw away his phone and laughed openly.

It's a pity that I can't tell Feng Xingwen how much popularity his face has added to the live broadcast room.

At first, the live broadcast was just for fun, but later I fell in love with the real-time and effective feedback. The audience's likes and dislikes can be given back to the anchor in the first time through the barrage.

He Xu: When the two of us finish our work, let's hold a housewarming party together.

Feng Xingwen: Good.

It's just that He Xu didn't expect that once he was busy, he would be busy for a round of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Preparing for a new album, playing songs to promote, participating in commercial performances... The three-year agreement has passed, and before He Xu had time to stop for a while, he embarked on a new journey without stopping - a concert tour.

After three years of debut, he was able to start his solo concert, and the tickets were sold out. He Xu successfully stood at the front line of solo singers.

Feng Xingwen's long-awaited bell rang, but he was lost in thought while looking at He Xu's concert poster on the computer.

His agent took out two documents like an enemy.

"One is your love statement, and the other is my resignation report. You can send it, I can't do it."

Feng Xingwen poked towards the envelope with the resignation report with great interest, but before his fingertips touched the envelope, his manager covered his throat with a groan.

"Let's discuss it again. If this relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night? At least let's wait until your endorsement contract is over before announcing the relationship, okay?"

Feng Xingwen withdrew his hand and hugged it to his chest.

"Actually, I discussed it with He Xu."

The manager swallowed, waiting for the result of his trial.

"I will be his last concert guest."

"Ah, that's it?"

"What do you think?"

Feng Xingwen pulled his hand away, took out the resignation letter, and tore it into pieces.

"If you have bread, you will also have love. Just wait a little longer."

Wait a minute.

Until our dreams come true.

The last stop of He Xu's concert was the recording location of "Tomorrow's Star" in the past, the place where the dream started.

He has gained countless fans here, and the fans have also found a new motivation in life because he met like-minded friends.

It took half a month to build a venue that can accommodate 2 people. Thousands of Chen Xi, who couldn't get tickets, spontaneously came to the outside of the venue as volunteers to maintain order and provide support for other sisters who could enter the venue. props.

Although it was not stated explicitly, almost everyone knew that the "mysterious guest" at the last stop was Feng Xingwen.

This rising star in the film and television industry has already revealed in interviews that he has a special itinerary.

He Xu personally put on the headset for Feng Xingwen backstage.

"Are you ready?"

Feng Xingwen stared at He Xu, the brightest light in the world gathered in his eyes.

"There is something I want to tell you."

He Xu smiled slightly and took his hand.

"Go on stage first, don't make the fans wait too long."

Feng Xingwen and He Xu stood on the elevator and slowly ascended. They first heard deafening cheers, but then they saw a clear sea of ​​stars.

He Xu turned his head, his face was dazzling.

"What do you want to say, say it now."

Feng Xingwen let out a breath slowly and raised the microphone.

"I'm reminded of our three-line poem, which was perfect for the occasion."

Where is the return trip?Where the stars shine.In the gentle morning light.