I'm arrogant at the apex of the hip-hop god

Shen Xi didn't know how he hung up the video in the end, it seemed that he had listened to Feng Chen talking with his mobile phone for a long time, but he didn't seem to say anything, the only memory left on the screen was the scene of Feng Chen lifting his clothes and suddenly freezing.

As the night was dark, the sound of keyboards in the dormitory turned into snoring one after another, but Shen Xi couldn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed and watched the moonlight through the curtains for a long time.

In the end, Shen Xi sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, put on his earphones, and couldn't help but turn on Feng Chen to post his dancing video.

It's really nice.

It's true, it makes people blush.

Shen Xi rubbed his hot ears, not daring to continue reading, and hastily turned off the phone.

The dance has been intensively rehearsed for nearly a week, and Feng Chen has almost no time to go back to the dormitory, either on the way from the dance troupe to school, or rushing back and forth between the heavy professional courses distributed in various teaching buildings.

Not to mention meeting Shen Xi.

I haven't even touched the little stuttering hair.

It wasn't until after participating in the competition on Saturday that Feng Chen finally had some free time.He declined a group of teammates clamoring for a celebration party, took out his mobile phone, and sent Shen Xi a message while walking outside.

[D Chen]: Where is it?Let's have dinner together tonight.

But no reply.

Feng Chen swiped the screen with his finger, and sent Liu Chuan a WeChat message: Are you in the dormitory?Help me see if Shen Xi is here.

Liu Chuan replied in seconds.

[Swinging Lucky Ferret]: Brother Chen, I'm not in the dormitory, Xi Shen may have gone to self-study, you can call him.

Feng Chen frowned - what's the kid's phone number?He didn't even know.

Before he could figure out where to get Shen Xi's contact information, a new message popped up on the top of the screen.

【Swinging Lucky Mink】: +86159xxx.

Feng Chen pressed save, put on the headset while dialing, and tapped his finger to return to the WeChat interface.

[D Chen]: Why do you have Shen Xi's phone number?

[Swinging Lucky Ferret]: Brother!Misunderstand!Pure misunderstanding!It was Xishen who ordered takeaway for me one time and I saved his phone number!

Feng Chen's face turned cold.

[D Chen]: He also ordered takeaway for you?

[Swinging Lucky Ferret]: Brother!I was wrong!

[Swinging Lucky Mink]: I used to be poor, blinded by the petty profits of shameless profiteers, and coveted small red envelopes, but now I am not what I used to be. The 1 yuan you gave me is enough I've been eating takeout for a year!

[Swinging Lucky Ferret]: I will never ask God Xi to order takeaway for me again!Even if I starve to death, I will never let Xishen order takeaway for me!And I won't let Xishen bring me food from the cafeteria!

Little Stutter also brought food for Liu Chuan?He has never enjoyed this kind of treatment, okay?

Feng Chen typed expressionlessly.

[D Chen]: Don't be nervous, I'll just ask casually.

After Feng Chen, who asked casually, sent this sentence, he kicked Liu Chuan out of the dormitory group that had been reduced to a rush to grab red envelopes on the spot.

[Swinging Lucky Mink]: Brother Chen!I was wrong!

[D Chen]: When you don't post takeaway links in the group, and don't ask Shen Xi to bring you meals, I'll add you in.

After Feng Chen finished sending, he frowned when he heard the busy tone of "beep" coming from the earphone, hung up and dialed again.

This time there was finally a response.

"Hello." The clear voice came out through the earpiece clearly, like a quiet wind, instantly smoothing Feng Chen's slightly frowning brows.

Feng Chen's tone subconsciously slowed down: "Didn't read WeChat?"

Shen Xi: "Hand, the phone is on silent, I didn't see it."

Feng Chen raised his eyebrows: "Where is it?"

"House, house." Shen Xi asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, then you stay in the dormitory and don't move. I'm going back to school now, and we'll have dinner together in the evening." Feng Chen couldn't help but make a decision, and was about to press the elevator to go downstairs when he suddenly heard Shen Xi's apologetic voice , "I, I have something to do at night, so I'm not at school."

Feng Chen was about to press the finger that opened the elevator: "What's the matter?"

"Come on, let's go to tutoring class." After Shen Xi finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Feng Chen would be unhappy, he explained in a soft voice, "I told you before."

It was only then that Feng Chen remembered that Shen Xi had mentioned this matter before, and reluctantly "hmm" said: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Feng Chen understands that children want to work part-time to make money, so it's not good to obstruct them outrageously and unreasonably—however, this incident reminded Feng Chen.

What is the worst thing about Young Master Feng?Of course it is money. Since the child wants to make money and he has a lot of money, he can find a reasonable reason to give the money to the child, and he can also take the opportunity to seek some benefits for himself.

Feng Chen's efficiency is extremely high, he directly opens WeChat and clicks into the family group, @Everyone.

[D Chen]: Is there any lawsuit going to our family recently?

Mother Feng immediately sent a dozen "kneel down" emoji packs.

[Jiangcheng No.1 Yuan]: How can I have such an unworthy and prodigal son like you!In order not to inherit the family property, I hope that our family will go bankrupt every day!

[Jiangcheng No.1 Yuan]: No lawsuits, no bullying, no scandals!Your dad's ranking on the Forbes rich list has improved by another five places!

[Jiangcheng No. 1 Yuan]: You will die if you don't want to inherit the family property!

Feng Chen was scolded bloody by his mother across the screen, touched his nose, and continued to ask questions reluctantly.

[D Chen]: What about branch companies and subsidiaries?With so many companies in our family, one of them will always be a little troublesome, right?

[Jiangcheng No.1 Yuan]: Do you think that the lawyers hired by your parents are all vegetarians?What a joke, there is no lawsuit!

[D Chen]: Then there are always documents that need to be translated and sorted out, right?I recently studied law and gained some experience. I want to practice my business first.

Seeing that her son was enlightened, and had a sliver of awareness of being an heir, Feng's mother sent several "flat body" emoticons with satisfaction, and gave Feng Chen a business card for him to contact by himself.

After battling wits and courage with his irritable mother, Feng Chen finally won some small pieces of meat that the lawyers despise for Shen Xi—although the workload is not much, it should be equal to Shen Xi's tutoring remuneration?In the future, children will no longer have to work hard to go out on weekends.

Feng Chen was done and was about to leave when he received a call from Hao Jun: "Brother Chen, are you in Max? I'm downstairs, go up right away."

Feng Chen was puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

"Fuck, brother, have you forgotten what you promised others?!" Hao Jun read out a key word very cryptically, "Bar, brother."

The bar... Feng Chen instantly remembered the unfriendly memories, his face turned cold: "I haven't eaten yet."

"Okay, then let's go after dinner." Hao Jun quickly parked the car, put a bunch of heavy nut flowers on the passenger side, and bumped up the stairs.

At the same moment, in Jiangda's new campus, which is tens of kilometers away from the city center, after Shen Xi sorted out all English materials for tomorrow's competition in the dormitory, he opened a hidden file in his phone and typed a line: I have a competition tomorrow morning, ten It starts at [-]:[-], and you go back to school early after teaching.

The author has something to say: Today is a short chapter, I bow to the cuties and I’m sorry, pudding is here, and I’m already useless, I’m taking a vacation with the cuties tomorrow, update the day after tomorrow, bow and bow ~

(ps: This chapter should be able to see why Xishen doesn't know Master Feng, right? Chirp! I hope to see the comments from the cuties. Pudding lies on the bed and continues to be a waste wood, and then rely on your comments to heal the disease Stomach hurts from struggling~)

(pps: Pudding changed the name of the article in the middle of the night yesterday, and put down the copywriting that was supposed to be a cookie. I don’t know what happened, but somehow, the copywriting was locked again. It took half an hour to review it. I’m so scared that Pudding is now I don’t dare to change the cover picture anymore, I’m always worried that I will be locked again. I used to only know that the text below the neck will be checked, but now the copy is also checked very strictly. Pudding is already worried about Master Feng and Xi Shenzhen. What to do, cover your face.jpg.)