C-site pheromone

-1-

"Mr. Wen?!"

"Where are you going?! Wait!! Mr. Wen is still in a meeting in the office, I have to say hello before you go in—!!"

Wen Yaofeng directly swiped his fingerprints and boarded the private elevator, and the secretary followed behind in panic, unable to stop him, so he could only call Mr. Wen upstairs in a hurry.

What happened? As for his face smelling like this? ! !

In less than ten seconds, the elevator dinged, and Wen Yaofeng strode out, turning around and staring at him before the secretary came over.

"Get back."

The secretary originally wanted to bite the bullet and go over to help Mr. Wen out of the siege, but his eyes gave him a creepy look, and his legs trembled as if he was frozen in an elevator.

Something happened, something really happened.

When Wen Suo received the news, he was still drinking coffee slowly, until Wen Yaofeng kicked open the office door, he didn't care, instead he showed a mocking smile.

"Look at your current appearance." He said lazily, "Sure enough, after hanging out with someone for a long time, you become a kind of virtue."

Wen Yaofeng also laughed, moved his wrist and knuckles generously, then closed the door and locked it, removed the camera with one hand, and walked in front of Wen Suo in two steps.

With a punch, he punched him directly, with a muffled sound, his bones seemed to be dislocated immediately!

"You!!!" Wen Suo didn't expect that there would be a son who dared to beat Lao Tzu these days, got up in a hurry and wanted to escape, but was dragged up again, and hit the face, waist and kidney three times! !

The severe pain caused the middle-aged man's facial features to twist together. Before he could make any more sounds, the world was turned upside down again. The pain made him feel as if all his limbs and joints had been removed.

"Wen Yaofeng!!! Are you fucking tired of working??!!"

Wen Yaofeng kicked him hard by the collar, and said with a sneer, "What virtue am I? Didn't I entrust you to inherit my virtue?!"

"brute!!"

"Come on." Wen Yaofeng sat on the chair and leaned over to look at him: "Get up from the ground first, let's talk?"

Although Wen Suo was furious and wanted to kill someone, his body had already been corroded by wine, sex and wealth, and he lost a lot of energy just sitting up.

He spat out his bloody saliva, and said with a cold expression, "Do you think your wings are stiff?"

"Dare to come up today and attack me without saying a word, what's the matter, for your ALPHA teammate?"

Wen Yaofeng rolled up his sleeves again in an orderly manner, raised his eyebrows and said: "I was investigating this matter two years ago, and I never thought that it was my own family who did it."

Wen Suo looked at the disheveled clothes, but his face was sullen, but he seemed to be the leader who controlled the overall situation at the moment.

"Wen Yaofeng, you are also floating."

"After recording a few shows, and getting better in your circle, do you have the courage to do this kind of thing?"

He stood up, his voice was muddy and violent: "Do you really think that the matter of your third- and fourth-tier star is really a big deal?! What's the matter with rebelling against you today?!!"

"Let me tell you, you are nothing in the eyes of everyone in the Wen family. Don't say that your father looks down on you. Any cousin who is engaged in academics or business at home can point their nostrils at you!"

"I used to let you run amok, it's nothing more than your mother going all out and asking me to let you play outside for a few more years."

"Believe it or not, someone from outside can escort you back to Wen's house, what kind of concert TV station will never touch you again in this lifetime?!"

Wen Yaofeng stretched his waist, propped his chin and looked at him: "Have you finished?"

Wen Suo saw him sitting in his main seat, and his chest and waist were hurting from being kicked, and his anger was already extremely high.

"Don't you think it's not enough?" Wen Shuo's expression became even more serious, without any emotion in his tone: "Listen clearly, Wen Yaofeng, you were born as a member of the Wen family, and you died as a puppet of the Wen family."

"Don't talk about Bai Chun's matter, I want to use even more extreme means to cut off your escape, it's just a matter of a phone call."

Wen Yaofeng casually copied the small-leaf red sandalwood statue on the desk, as if the threats ahead were not worth mentioning.

"Bai Chun?"

"Stop pretending, didn't you come to me just for such a thing?" Wen's father laughed mockingly: "I thought you could be very promising."

"I will tell you clearly today."

"Bai Chun knelt down and poured wine for me, just to save his sister's life for a few more years. I still have the photos and videos of his slavish face."

"Don't talk about how his short-lived sister died. Even if you took a voice recorder and recorded all these words today and posted them on the Internet, it would be very simple for me to mess with your relationship and ruin your group."

When doing business, the higher the social circle, the more dirty things you will see.

Randomly find a few fatal flaws to accuse those young people, at worst, buy a few who are willing to risk their lives for money, why can't the dirty water be poured on it?

Wen Yaofeng was still sitting comfortably on the soft leather chair, and slowly raised his eyelids when he seemed to have finished his words in a show of power.

"Finished?"

Wen Suo's heart trembled suddenly, and he realized something was wrong after a while.

Wen Yaofeng beat people in one go from the moment he entered the door today. After the beating, he didn't change his mood when he heard the truth, as if he didn't care at all.

Either they left a safe way out, or they planned to die with themselves here today.

He took a step back and defensively picked up the half-man-high metal sound pole.

"What on earth did you come here to do?!"

Wen Yaofeng rubbed his hands, hooked his fingers and said, "I'm a little thirsty, please pour me a glass of water."

Wen Suo has been in business for so many years that the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu have never poured water, but now he is controlled by an unknown knob and feels restless.

He thought quickly and tried his best to find out what he had overlooked, but his footsteps were hesitant.

"hurry up."

Wen Suo glared at him angrily, but still went to the water purifier in front of Wen Yaofeng and poured a glass for him.

Wen Yaofeng took a sip, took a small printed note from his pocket, cleared his throat and read it to him.

"The acquisition of Integrated Company in 2002 involved an amount of 760 million. Zhang Dawei bribed his subordinate Pi Yong to trick the other party's executive into talking late at night, and faked the illusion of accidentally falling from a building."

"In 2004, when the Jiasi Group was acquired, due to the failure to lower the price, more than a dozen illegally employed women bribed the other party's executives and stole confidential documents and electronic keys at the same time."

"In 2007, one of the mistresses became pregnant, and the Liang family pressured her to abort her, causing her to bleed and die."

"2010 years..."

"2011 years..."

Wen Shuo heard him read seven or eight items uncertainly, and interrupted: "So?"

"Oh, these are just cases." Wen Yaofeng touched a photo casually: "The relevant evidence is here."

"Of course, I didn't want to call the police. Some things are hard to find out if I call the police."

He said softly: "Some bitter masters are so soft-spoken that they can't ask for help after being ruined for a lifetime."

"But many of the entrepreneurs you secretly designed are actually flourishing now."

When Wen Suo heard this, veins bulged in his temples: "What the hell are you doing?!!!"

"What nonsense?" Wen Yaofeng threw the red sandalwood ornament aside, crossed his legs and looked at him with a smile: "Who did you say just now that you are going to tease me with your nostrils?"

Wen Suo took three steps back, holding the metal pole, his face turned pale, and he said angrily, "We can talk about things and solve them together, you don't have to go this far!"

"Wen Yaofeng, you are going to sing and dance. I will not stop you from dancing for the rest of your life. Wen's business is an old family business that has been passed down from generation to generation. Don't mess around with your ideas!"

He knew that his son was an asshole, but he never expected to be so crazy! !

Wen Yaofeng remained motionless, only looking at him with pity.

Wen Suo was shocked again, and had to communicate with him in a more polite tone, as if he was coaxing a child or trying to know the opponent's cards in the old days.

"Yaoyao, many things have nothing to do with Dad. In fact, there have been many misunderstandings between father and son these years. You don't have to think so badly about our family."

"Dad has actually been helping to take care of your ALPHA friend. His sister didn't get over it because of rejection. The video was released by his subordinates, and it has nothing to do with me."

"I can explain everything to you clearly. There's no need to intensify the conflict like this, right?"

Wen Yaofeng flipped through two pages of the copy, and found that Wen Shuo was also staring at the page in his hand, so he stretched out his hand and raised it.

"That's it?"

"What do you think I am looking for you today?"

Wen Suo broke out in a cold sweat.

He had been on the negotiating table many times, but he never thought that when he was face to face with his son, the bastard he had never seen before, the odds of winning would be invisible.

When Wen Yaofeng broke the boat and became ruthless, he didn't keep any sympathy from the past, and he was even more ruthless than his father.

Not to mention how many hole cards he could see clearly, he couldn't even see the shape of the card table clearly.

Wen Yaofeng Shi Shiran got up, stretched his muscles and bones and walked out the door.

"It seems that I didn't hear clearly at all."

"Think slowly, time is running out."

"Stop!" Wen Suo shouted, "What do you want? I'll apologize to Bai Chun? I won't interfere with your affairs in the entertainment industry in the future? Just say what you want!"

Wen Yaofeng glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "A person who is almost 60 years old, and this is the only thing in his mind?"

Before the words were finished, the elevator opened again with a ding.

Wen Yaofeng disappeared outside the iron gate, leaving only a mess in the top office.

Wen Suo stood on the spot and looked at the elevator door in disbelief for a long time, and when he came to his senses, he realized that something was wrong.

Wen Yaofeng ran away from home in his teens to become a trainee. He may not know these materials and evidence himself. Where did he get them? ?

Why does he know everything about the [-]s? !At that time, the Internet hadn't even developed in such a long time, so who handed over the evidence to him? ? ?

A long wind blew past, and the door closed again with a bang.

Wen Suo staggered and sat down among the debris on the floor, his face full of calculated astonishment.

-2-

Wen Yaofeng arrived at the airport eight hours later than the others.

During the period, a meeting and a dinner were skipped, and it seemed that the label of dedication and dedication had loosened.

However, when he walked out of the airport, everyone was not wearing a mask in the hotel, but was waiting outside the VVIP passageway from the hatch.

Rong Zishe and Li Yuan couldn't control their expressions at all, and Su Qi's eyes were a little erratic even with the smoke above his head.

"Brother Yao!!! You've got off the plane!!!"

"Wen Yaofeng, something big happened!"

Wen Yaofeng first looked at Bai Chun with a complicated expression, took a sip of the water handed by Su Qi, and walked out together with them.

"what's up?"

"I heard that you missed the plane because of your crazy diarrhea?! What did you eat?" Kurihara hugged and almost spilled the mineral water, then took out his mobile phone and held it in front of him: "That bastard turned himself in There is still such a thing, fuck, fuck, back then, why did Brother Chun not come out to clarify!!! Great, Brother Yao, we can be together innocently, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Woooo—”

Wen Yaofeng raised his hand high and let Kurihara cry wildly in his chest, like a giraffe raised his mobile phone to read Weibo hot search headlines.

#The person who faked Bai Chun kneeling video has been caught by the police#[大洗]

#原白秋 Never Kneeled Down#

#The boy groups I loved in those years#

#口lip CP When will return to the moment of lore#

Rong Zishe usually had no expression on his face, but today he was finally relieved, and his smile was much warmer.

He lifted Kurihara away from Wen Yaofeng's chest, and signaled the captain to read the details of the news carefully.

@新闻第一线: At [-]:[-] this afternoon, the police finally captured the suspect Zhao who had been on the run for more than two years based on the clues provided by the informant...

@声声今天吹吧：Oh my god, I was walking on the road today crying like a fool, so what happened to Chunchun was so horrible, he never participated in that incident from the beginning to the end, but the root of being scolded at that time There is no way to explain it! !

@白春一生黑: What the hell?This is fake?Can this video be reversed? ?My true feelings have been dark for two years and now I'm confused? ? ! !

Not long after Wen Yaofeng got on the plane, the news broke out all over the Internet, and the excitement was far better than when the kneeling door broke out.

All kinds of conspiracy theories were quickly wiped out by public discussion posts, and rumors without any evidence were vulnerable to the strong facts provided by the police.

[Oh my God, that Zhao is too insane, it’s fine to ask a special effects makeup artist to adjust the facial bones to make fake makeup, but can you do such damaging things as AI face changing and real people recording fake videos? ? ]

[A video of the interrogation was released, and he himself said that it was edited frame by frame... Absolutely. ]

[How can this kind of ghost thing happen to Bai Chun to prove it, "I'm not me" is too ghostly and terrifying, it's me, I might have been forced to commit suicide back then TAT]

[Not an ECHO group fan, but the kneeling door was really scary back then, which made many star fans dare not really like idols...I didn't expect...]

Compared to the shock and fear of passers-by, ECHO group fans and Bai Chunwei fans are destined to have no sleep tonight, and almost everyone who escaped from the pit is running to tell each other.

[Caught it! !Got it! ! !It really wasn't him! ! !Not him at all! ! ! ]

[Chunchun, you have been suffering for the past two years, I can’t stop crying, Sister Chunbai has continued to love you these two years despite the infamy, you have always known everything, it’s great that we are finally free...]

[Is there really someone who can be vicious to such an extent that it would be light to go to hell and smash into pieces? ]

[I knew that, I kept telling everyone that Bai Chun couldn't do this kind of thing, how could he play tricks on the gold master for resources! ! ! ]

The news spread all over the country and abroad, and some people directly set off firecrackers and fireworks in the suburbs to celebrate the Daqing special celebration.

All the humiliation endured in the past two years was wiped out, and the news on various stations reported the relevant news in a big way, and people all talked about this huge news when they met.

At the same time, the whole ECHO group walked out of the airport passage, and the girls who were waiting to pick up Wen Yaofeng were taken aback when they saw all four of them there, and then burst into cheers.

They shouted loudly: "Yaoyao——welcome to Jinchuan!!"

"Chunchun—you are the best!!!"

"ECHO TOGETHER FOREVER!!!!"

"At!! One!! Together!!"

When they got into the nanny car, none of them recovered, like survivors after a catastrophe.

Su Qi, the co-pilot, was only superficially calm. After mechanically answering a long series of phone messages, she belatedly took a few sips of water to moisten her already hoarse voice.

Wen Yaofeng and Bai Chun sat in a row, and there was no conversation for a long time after the commercial vehicle was running smoothly.

Bai Chun's cell phone has been calling continuously since the news broke, even if it has not been answered, it has been turned off due to the low battery due to the noise.

"How about it," Su Qi hung up the phone, reached out and knocked on the head twice when she was out of oxygen: "Let's rest first tonight, everyone take your time, the company will make a plan for tomorrow's press conference, don't worry. "

She has long been used to taking care of these children in shackles, but now that her guilt has been cleared and her reputation lifted, she feels indescribably stunned.

The four returned to the hotel room one after another. Kurihara hugged Bai Chun and cried for a while and passed out. Rong Zishe ordered a box of pizza and ate to his heart's content.

Wen Yaofeng Bai Chun stayed in their room for a while, then returned to his own room.

As soon as the door was closed, all the sounds were sucked up by the thick plush blanket, and the ears were as empty as the heart at this moment.

Standing beside Wen Yaofeng, Bai Chun moved for a long time, his voice was dry.

"how did you do it?"

Wen Yaofeng shrugged: "Magic."

It's hard for Bai Chun not to show a disgusted expression: "Are you able to be so coquettish every day?"

"Only magic can defeat magic." Wen Yaofeng stretched his arms and slumped into the thick bed, patted his chest and said, "If you like me, hug me."

Bai Chun took a deep breath, leaned over and hugged her lightly.

His breath was filled with the fragrance of narcissus, his skin was cold and soft, and even his hug was as light as a cloud.

Wen Yaofeng was startled at first, and then his cheeks became hot again.

Why can I be treated like this every time I flirt casually...

Good luck.

Wen Yaofeng carefully put his arms around Bai Chun's waist, and was afraid that he would feel that he was too cunning, so he opened his hands in large characters and put them beside the bed.

"I'm really exhausted." Bai Chun murmured, "The past two years... every day was like a nightmare."

"But," he asked in a low voice, sleeping in his chest, "do you know everything?"

Wen Yaofeng heard a somewhat familiar self-avoidance.

"It's not your fault." He stretched out his hand to caress Bai Chun's broken hair, and said in a low voice, "Bai Chun...I have many...a lot of regrets that I want to tell you."

You shouldn't be forced to explain after an accident.

You shouldn't have a temper tantrum after an accident and beat you to that point.

I have done so many things wrong... In fact, I dare not see you again.

But you still come to hug me.

The familiar breath joined silently, Bai Chun closed his eyes, and his shoulders and back relaxed a lot.

"When I went to the art museum alone, I never thought that I would go there for the second, third, or fourth time."

"I didn't expect to be forced to that level step by step."

He buried his face in his chest, his voice muffled like a fog.

"The day my sister died was the third day of the Lunar New Year."

"I walked six kilometers from the hospital to the company alone wearing a mask."

"It feels like I can't get over it."

Fireworks are being set off all over the world to celebrate the New Year, and the streets are decorated with lights and streamers.

He seemed like he shouldn't be wandering anywhere.

It also seems like it shouldn't have been there in the first place.

"I didn't know they were recording it until it happened in August."

"If these things happen, if I sacrifice everything and my sister can come back, it will be considered as saving something."

"However, after doing so much, even the lung transplant operation is done." Bai Chun buried his face, his voice hoarse and choked up: "She died of organ rejection... and because I was scolded by many people for finding out the photos."

"For the past two years, I thought I was the most ridiculous joke in the world."

Wen Yaofeng reached out and hugged Bai Chun's shoulders, bowed his head and kissed his hairline.

"I have no way to explain it. If I say that your father did it, they will ask for evidence? Is there any evidence?"

"There is no way to explain it to the media. If I tell the media about this, they will say, oh, it is to save lives. What about your sister?"

Bai Chun choked with sobs and laughed, "He's dead."

"Buried in the cemetery, when I died, the pain caused my whole body to convulse."

Wen Yaofeng hugged his shoulders tightly and buried his face into his neck.

"Sorry……"

"I'm sorry, if I could have done this for you sooner..."

Bai Chun rubbed his eyes, refusing to show his more fragile side, and groped to prop up his body from his arms.

"So you're working on this at noon?"

Wen Yaofeng said truthfully: "I beat Wen Suo violently."

Bai Chun stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.

-3-

"Of course violent beatings are an add-on. The main reason is that I played my cards in the past." Wen Yaofeng stood up and sat opposite him, and said seriously: "Actually, when I was seven or eight years old, I was trying to collect evidence to bring him down."

"You may think it sounds ridiculous to say that, but I really do it."

Bai Chun frowned and looked at him: "What have you been through?"

"When I was very young, my greatest wish was to rescue my mother and take her away, as far away as possible."

"In those few years, other students in the class were thinking about how to go to the amusement park and how to travel abroad. Every day, I thought about how to save up air tickets to take my mother away."

"At first I didn't know anything, and I thought it was enough to save enough pocket money to stay in a hotel and fly."

"Later, I realized something, and I wanted to find some evidence to go to the police station, and ask them to take my father away."

When Wen Yaofeng said these words again, he felt it was funny, and he was somewhat helpless towards the past.

"When I ran away from home at the age of fourteen or fifteen, I really wanted to take my mother with me."

"But she thought I was joking, or rather, she pretended not to understand."

"Then I went to FYI, became a trainee, got to know you, debuted together, and kept in touch with my relatives during the period. I always thought that I would go back to pick her up when I got more capital, and I completely broke up with my dad."

"Then she cheated on me again."

"I prepared several file bags and separated the real and fake items in several places. I have been thinking about protecting it for more than [-] years."

"I didn't expect...it ended up killing you and ECHO instead."

Bai Chun rarely looked at Wen Yaofeng so closely.

Wen Yaofeng's face has always had a youthful edge, but when his expression is dignified, he looks like a mature man, with a contradictory handsomeness.

He held his breath and looked at him for a long time, then suddenly leaned over and kissed his forehead.

Wen Yaofeng only felt warmth on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Don't do this, I can't bear it."

Bai Chun laughed: "I feel that you are very sad, I want to interrupt."

"I feel...you are also very sad." Wen Yaofeng looked at him, and there was light in his eyes: "You said we are a bit alike?"

"I run away from Wen's family, from myself, and sometimes... I want to run away from you too."

"Seeing you and seeing myself is like being reminded that my existence was a mistake."

"I will cause too many people pain."

"But sometimes when I look at you, I suddenly think that you exist just like me."

...we are all grotesquely afraid of ourselves.

Before he finished speaking, his stomach growled.

Then, as if afraid that they might not hear, he grunted louder and longer.

Bai Chun wasn't ready for a deeper conversation, so he rubbed his brows at this moment, and changed the subject smoothly: "Your stomach is also very styled by you."

Wen Yaofeng was wronged and wronged: "Fighting is exhausting, I didn't eat at noon."

"Order room delivery?" Bai Chun picked up the phone in the room: "Tell me, what to order."

"How about we go down and eat?"

"Are you sure?" Bai Chun looked back at him: "Guess how many reporters and fans are squatting downstairs?"

It’s not once or twice that an artist’s personal information is sold. The flight information and hotel accommodation seem to be completely transparent. Even if the company is even more popular, the company has to find a way to cover it.

Wen Yaofeng didn't take it seriously: "There is a famous snack street 300 meters away from this street, go."

Bai Chun threw the phone to him: "Talk to Sister Su yourself."

Wen Yaofeng dialed the phone face to face.

"Crooked, is sister Su there? That's it. Bai Chun is hungry, and he said he wants to go shopping with me in the snack street to relax—"

As soon as Su Qi answered the call from her ancestor, she felt a little high blood pressure: "You want to go to the night market, right?!"

"Why, Bai Chun is not in a bad mood. I'll go shopping with him. The paparazzi can take pictures if they want. They can also sell my two abductees to striptease."

Su Qi felt a pain in the head: "Can I ask my assistant to buy it for you?"

Wen Yaofeng twisted the mobile phone: "Chunchun—you tell her——"

"Okay, okay, you guys go, put on your mask and don't talk to reporters and fans, bring a few more bodyguards, forget it, I'll go with you."

"I can't wear a mask, who can eat through a mask..."

"Must wear!!!"

As soon as the phone was hung up, Wen Yaofeng looked at him with a smile: "It's done."

Bai Chun: "..."

Su Qi was already wearing a nightgown and applying a facial mask. After hanging up the phone, she changed her clothes two or three times and went to find someone. She was afraid of running too late and hearing that the little bastard had abducted the good student.

The matter of kneeling at the door was originally a tricky angle. When the company saw the news, it was also confused and stymied everywhere. Later, after inquiring about it, it realized that it had something to do with Wen Yaofeng. The initial investment is too large, and I have been trying to find a way out.

In any case, FYI and her manager should both take responsibility for failing to protect the artist's privacy, causing a series of disasters.

Here, Wen Yaofeng and Bai Chun changed into black and white hooded sweaters, wore masks and baseball caps, and prepared to go out in normal clothes.

When Su Qi rushed over on her small high heels, she saw the two of them coming over for vacation and leisure, and their facial features were screwed together.

"Sister, are you tired?" Wen Yaofeng carried flip-flops for her: "Wearing high heels to visit the night market...Are you sure?"

The agent turned down the proposal after much thought.

High heels are her last dignity.

The four bodyguards accompanied the three of them to take the elevator downstairs, and the paparazzi fans inside and outside the hotel lobby erupted in an instant, like hot oil falling into water.

"It's Bai Chun!!"

"Mr. Bai, what would you say to Mr. Zhao who maliciously filmed an indecent video?!"

"Mr. Wen, do you know the truth all along!!!"

"What do you think of the speed with which the police solve the case? Do you have anything to say about the entire Kneeling Door!!"

The illegitimate fan also added fuel to the flames beside him, yelling wildly.

"Bai Chun, ah, ah—"

"I saw him, I saw him!!!"

"Baby look mama mama is here!!!"

The four bodyguards forcibly separated the square space to facilitate the three of them to pass through the crowd, and the assistants were also busy keeping the crowd at a distance.

"Sorry, please discuss these matters at the press conference tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's press conference will explain clearly."

"Hello, please keep the microphone away. If you have any questions, you can ask them at the press conference."

The paparazzi who squeezed into the front row were refreshed.

So now it's time for a private trip!

It's already 11:30 where are they going?keep up keep up! !

A few people walked quickly, and dozens of people behind followed suit.

However, after leaving the hotel, they did not get in the car, but continued walking along the street.

Some passers-by were also confused when they saw that the pedestrian passage on the opposite side was made like a [-]-man marathon at night.

Are night runs on such a large scale now? ?What the hell are they carrying so many flashes? ?

A large group of paparazzi walked for 200 meters and felt that something was wrong, and the reporters couldn't stop talking about the problem.

They are used to procedural yelling, and they always ask people about the short distance before entering and exiting the airport or getting on the bus. How can they keep walking like this.

Wait - not in front - Huajiang Road Night Market? ? ?

night market? ? ?

Wen Yaofeng smelled the aroma of stinky tofu fried oil pancakes, and couldn't help but feel good. He put his arms around Bai Chun's shoulders and said, "I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat."

Su Qi pinched her nose and said, "This is too stinky..."

Today is a working day, the business of the night market was mediocre at first, suddenly dozens of people came in and the hawkers were all in high spirits, no matter what 21 [-] they yelled loudly.

"Lotus root cake, crispy fried lotus root cake is not delicious, no money required!!"

"Sheep Soup Hor Fun is first-class delicious, a must-have for internet celebrities!!"

"Candied haws, candied haws, kiwi, candied haws, pig's trotters, candied haws—"

"Come and eat my grilled silkworm chrysalis! The smell of chicken will explode!!!"

Bai Chun is used to tossing around with Wen Yaofeng in variety shows, but in reality, he has a familiar feeling of intimacy when he does such nonsense.

There was no expression on his face, but he pointed at the sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed with sweet-scented osmanthus rice balls from an angle that the camera couldn't capture.

Wen Yaofeng understood: "I'll buy it in the past!"

Su Qi was afraid that the young master would take out a stack of credit cards and rush to pay the money: "Auntie, hello, this way."

Wen Yaofeng took the Jiuniang Yuanzi and went back to Bai Chun's side, smiling and said: "It's so hot and delicious."

Bai Chun held the bowl in his hands, and passed the edge of the bowl to him first: "Taste it."

Wen Yaofeng tested the poison with himself, and directly killed half of the bowl in two mouthfuls: "It's cool!"

The paparazzi are already silly.

Not only is the person stupid, but he is also urged by the irritable shopkeeper.

"Buy it, buy it, buy it or not!!"

"Did pat pat promise you to take pictures! If you don't buy my spring rolls, you are not allowed to take pictures!"

"no……"

"I bought... bought... How much is a bowl?"

When the news spread on the Internet, a group of people who were still crying in the afternoon were also dumbfounded.

etc--

That's right, the press conference is tomorrow, and you guys are actually going to the night market at night? ?

The young couple is blatant and even brought their manager to the night market together? ! ? !

Is there any law left! ! !

@吃口生生一级: What kind of plot is this hastily? If the wife of the fandom writes it, everyone will scold her, okay? !

@耶狗子 Yan value No.1: Smell the wind! !You actually eat sweet tofu! ! !I’m going to take off my fans publicly (把表@什么吃口头没有常常了吗: It’s already [-]:[-]!! I’m still losing weight!! Why are you giving out dog food and so much food!!!

The paparazzi with their brains burned out finally answered the call and realized that this group of people really dared to go out to visit the night market in public, so they simply started a live broadcast.

"Come on, old guys, watch it with me. Up front, stop their bodyguards too close to let you shoot. Oh——I bought candied haws again. Why do these two like eating candied haws so much—"

"Double-click 6666, which I like!! Thank you, Sister Baichun Chocolate, for the reward of the plane and yacht - why do you want me to take pictures of the places they ate? Just now, Wen Yaofeng bought charcoal-grilled rabbit legs at this store! Come and give me Everyone, taste the aroma of roasting!!"

"What, are they eating a piece of cream pie together? How can I see clearly..."

Those who couldn't make it to the scene urgently ordered takeaways and watched the live broadcast while holding their stomachs, and the fans from the same city rushed to the scene by taxi and wanted Kangkang idol.

I was stunned to make the night market on the off-season weekdays so popular during the May Day Golden Week that many shops who went home early to sleep came back to do business in a hurry.

The street was jammed inside and out, and some hawkers simply sold mung bean soup and fried chicken beer near the long queue.

Both parties are still focusing on foraging.

Bai Chun basically didn't eat much, and most of it was fed to Wen Yaofeng.

He has a glass stomach and is easy to be tossed about. Wen Yaofeng has rough skin and thick flesh, so he won't get sick if he eats happily.

"Look here, there is actually a sugar blower," Wen Yaofeng squatted in front of the grandfather, carefully looking at the gourd-shaped monkey and bird swan: "Chunchun, which one do you want?"

Bai Chun also squatted beside him: "Blow a big wolf dog."

"what?"

"It's sweet to have a heartless smile."