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

Feng Chen strode through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and without much effort, he saw a boy still wearing a mask who was packing his things in a secluded lounge.

Hao Jun has already rushed forward bluffing.

"I'm sorry, I'm allergic to flowers." Hao Jun had just begun his love talk, but was rejected by the boy.

"I know, I know. After you said you were allergic last week, I will remember it. From now on, instead of sending flowers, I will send you fruits." Hao Jun smiled and took out a red strawberry from the wrapping paper made in the shape of a fruit flower. Pass it to Qishui, "Look, there are fruits inside, fresh ones are still edible, you can always accept them this time, right?"

Qishui still politely refused: "I am also allergic to these fruits."

Hao Jun was a little confused: Well, the opening method of this script is completely different from what he imagined.

Before he recovered from the new way of rejection in a trance, Qishui, who was still concentrating on packing up his things just now, suddenly stood up, his voice seemed trembling: "You, did you wait for me on purpose? ?”

"I am—ah!" Hao Jun couldn't finish.

Because Qishui has already hurriedly pushed him away and ran to Feng Chen.

He raised his head slightly, and unconsciously clutched the hem of his clothes with his fingers. Although the expression on his face could not be seen clearly through the mask, the joy in his tone could not be concealed at all: "How do you know that I work in this bar? You waited How long has it been?"

Feng Chen sneered, looked straight at Qi Shui with cold eyes, and asked, "Why don't you keep hiding?"

Qi Shui's voice darkened instantly: "I didn't hide."

He let go of his hand, took a step back, looked at Feng Chen without blinking, and said softly: "I'm very happy that you can come to me."

"You know why I'm looking for you." Feng Chen didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and went straight to the point.

Qi Shui was not surprised when he heard this sentence, but still couldn't help but lowered his head in frustration, and smiled wryly: "I know, but I don't know more than you."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Hao Jun, who had suddenly been reduced from the leading actor to the background panel, stood there blankly, looked at Feng Chen and Qishui, and realized after a while, "Brother Chen, Do you know each other?!"

Feng Chen didn't explain, but just glanced at him coldly: "Go out."

The coolness in his eyes was too lethal, Hao Jun hurriedly nodded obediently, covered his face with fruit flowers and retreated to the door, not forgetting to bring the doorknob, and dutifully acted as a bodyguard.

The room became quiet again, Qishui pulled a chair, put it behind Feng Chen, and signaled him to sit down.

Feng Chen didn't move, his eyes fixed on Qi Shui who went to another chair and sat down quietly, and said coldly: "Where did you meet me?"

"The street behind the bar." Qishui looked up at him, folded his hands on his lap, and seemed to be a little more relaxed than the tense state just now, "When I met you, you were already drinking out of your mind , there’s no one around, just you.”

Feng Chen couldn't help but frowned - just himself?The co-author drugged him and just wanted to see him sleep on the street?This man is so sick!

Qishui saw that Feng Chen didn't seem to know what kind of consequences a person like him would have if he appeared there, and his tone was indescribable for a moment: "Do you not know what this street is called?"

"Isn't it called a bar street?" Feng Chen frowned.

Qi Shui couldn't help but laugh, and soon realized that this was not the time to laugh, so he quickly put away his smile, and said three words to Feng Chen word by word: "Fallen Street."

Feng Chen was slightly stunned, chewing on this street name that didn't sound like a good word, squinting his eyes slightly to look at Qishui, there was a faint guess in his mind that he didn't dare to think about.

But soon, his ready-to-go guess was verified in Qishui's next words, and it was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Degenerate Street is also known as Picking Corpse Street. Many single men with no money will wait there if they want to prostitute for free. Once they find someone order or drunk, they will take them away directly, and then they can move in without an ID card. A private small hotel in a private hotel, robbing money and sex. And a drunk person appearing on Depraved Street is undoubtedly the kind of prey they want to see the most. The best end for this person is to be picked up by someone, and the worst His fate——" Qi Shui looked at Feng Chen firmly, and slowly and with some difficulty, he said the result that he was very glad that it didn't happen, "It was taken away by a group of people."

Feng Chen's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of icy coldness, his stomach was belatedly overwhelmed, and he felt that what he took was not a bath, but a layer of skin that should be shed.

"They don't pick ages, they don't pick men and women, as long as they become their prey, they will be eaten to pieces." Qi Shui took a deep breath, fixedly looked at Feng Chen's outstanding eyebrows, and his tone was mixed With a trace of fear that has not yet dissipated, "Especially if you appear on Fallen Street like this, the result can be imagined."

Feng Chen closed his eyes slightly, his usually well-jointed hands were clenched tightly at this moment, and the blood vessels were clearly visible. After a long time, he turned his head and stared directly at Qishui with a pair of eyes that were so cold that they were ice, and sneered: "What you did last night , and how is it different from those people.”

"It's not the same!" Qi Shui stood up abruptly, and rushed to Feng Chen, trembling her fingers and wanted to touch him, as if she wanted to show him her secret love, but when she noticed Feng Chen With the undisguised disgust in his eyes, he withdrew his hand dejectedly, "I like you, I liked you a long time ago, I am your fan."

Feng Chen's face became even colder in an instant: "So, am I a fan?"

This made Feng Chen feel sicker than dating a gun.

Qi Shui shook her head desperately: "No, it's not."

He didn't dare to touch Feng Chen, and he didn't know how to explain his feelings for him, so he could only slightly raise his head and look at him eagerly, as if begging: "Just treat me as your ordinary suitor, no good ?"

"Not good." Feng Chen retorted coldly, "My patience is limited, I'll just say it's the last time, after leaving this door, we don't know each other, and what happened last night is nothing."

Qi Shui smiled wryly, and slowly closed her eyes covered by the mask. After a long time, when she looked at Feng Chen again, she was covered with a rare layer of sadness: "Why do you make me pretend that nothing happened, you obviously like me so much body—”

"I have been drugged, even if a piece of wood is placed in front of me, I will react." Feng Chen looked at Qishui who was still trying to pester him with disgust, and finally lost his patience, "Tell me, how much money do you want."

Qi Shui's face suddenly turned pale: "Who do you think I am?!"

"1000 million?" Feng Chen took out his phone and opened the memo, his tone was cold, "Tell me your bank card number, 1000 million will arrive in the account before noon tomorrow."

Qishui clenched her fingertips tightly, and recognized from Feng Chen's decisive and cold eyes the fact that he wanted to write it off with her. After a long time, she took a deep breath and gradually regained her composure: "Ten million is not enough."

Feng Chen frowned slightly and looked at him coldly: "How much do you want?"

"1000 million can't afford the first time between me and you." Qishui regained his composure and regained his ease when dealing with various guests in the past. He took a few steps back, sat on a chair, and said to Feng Chen in a relaxed posture. , "I don't want money, I want you to come to the October Bar as long as you are in Jiangcheng, listen to my singing, and you don't need to do anything else."

Feng Chen glanced at him coldly: "I'm not free."

"I only need weekends, and I will be here on weekends. I don't need you to come any other time." Qi Shui fixedly looked at the outstanding boy in front of him who avoided him, and said the rest humiliatingly, " If it can’t be done, then I want [-] million, and it will arrive in my account within one day.”

[-] million is nothing to Feng Chen's family. If he has enough time, he can add up the miscellaneous pocket money and bonuses on hand, but now the time given by Qishui is only one day. If he wants to satisfy Qishui's If he asked, his parents would definitely be alarmed.

The disgust in Feng Chen's eyes was even worse: "Deadline."

"One year." Seeing Feng Chen agreeing, Qi Shui stood up abruptly, looking at him cautiously and expectantly.

Feng Chen sneered: "One year, I can give you [-] million."

His eyes were as cold as ever, and when he casually glanced over Qishui, he reminded him that enough is enough.

Qishui suddenly woke up, remembering that Feng Chen had never been a character willing to be threatened by others, and made a concession: "Half a year."

"Okay." Feng Chen dropped a word in a cold voice, strode away, went out and saw Hao Jun who was eavesdropping, did not speak, gave him a cold look, and walked out of the bar.

Hao Jun didn't dare to stay any longer, so he stretched out his hand and kissed Qi Shuifei: "See you next week, little elf, okay?" He hurriedly chased after Feng Chen.

Before he could catch up, he saw Feng Chen being blocked by Wei Teng who was hugging left and right.

"Xiao Chen?" Wei Teng drank a little too high, and after trying to open his eyes to recognize Feng Chen, he insisted on dragging him to continue playing, "We brothers didn't drink enough last night, no, we have to have a drink tonight." Have another drink, and you won’t return if you’re not drunk.”

Feng Chen evaded Wei Teng's hand indiscriminately, and said calmly: "I have class tomorrow morning, so I'm leaving first."

The dark night quickly covered Feng Chen's figure who was walking away quickly, Hao Jun trotted to keep up, passed by Wei Teng, seemed to hear him swearing, but couldn't hear him clearly, so he hurriedly He hurriedly went to find Feng Chen.

"Brother Chen, are you okay?" After sitting in the car, Hao Juncai finally took a breath, holding a large bouquet of fruit flowers that he couldn't deliver in his arms.

Feng Chen glanced at him: "Get out of the car."

"Ah? Why did you get out of the car?" Hao Jun didn't know why, so he saw Feng Chen open the door and get out of the car, dragged him off the driver's seat, and then sat on it himself, "Don't drag me into the car if you want to drink and drive , I haven't lived enough."

"Pfft... just a little wine!" Hao Jun couldn't hold back his laughter, seeing that Feng Chen was still the noble son with a poisonous tongue and life, he was relieved, and sat down on the passenger seat honestly, "Brother Chen, you Do you know this Qishui?"

He was answered with a beautiful drift.

"Brother! Slow down! This is the urban area!" Hao Jun was startled by Feng Chen who suddenly became abnormal, and he couldn't care less about feeling Feng Chen's driving skills. He quickly put on his seat belt and emergency mask, "I It’s not enough if I don’t ask you, and I haven’t lived enough!”

Feng Chen stepped on the accelerator with a cold face, and the speed increased instead of decreasing.

Hao Jun covered himself too tightly, sweating from his brow, pulled off the mask, took a breath of fresh air and put it on in a hurry: "Brother Chen, you are usually most afraid of death, what's the matter today? Even if you like me There's no need to bury me in your ancestral grave, if you have something to say."

Feng Chen took the time to glance at him, and said coldly: "There's nothing I want to say."

He regrets his life, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like exciting sports, otherwise he wouldn't know how to play motorcycles or hip-hop.

After midnight, the city center of Jiangcheng was sparsely populated and there were very few vehicles. The sultry wind howled and blew through people's hair. There was a brief chill like a knife cutting.

After all, he was still brooding over what happened last night.

If, if only I met Shen Xi earlier, it would be great.

Feng Chen pulled the car to the side of the road, exchanged places with Hao Jun, took out his phone and opened the dialogue box with Shen Xi.

[D Chen]: Kid, if I say I fell in love with you at first sight, would you accept an incomplete me?

Through the mottled shade of the trees, the moonlight outlined Feng Chen's slender fingers, moving slowly as he typed, and then, at the moment Feng Chen was about to press send, it was frozen for tens of seconds.

After 1 minute, a green WeChat message appeared on the screen.

Two minutes later, the message was quickly withdrawn.

Then there is a long blank.

Hao Jun squatted on the side of the road and retched for a long time, but he didn't vomit anything. He sat back in the driver's car feeling dizzy, and ate a strawberry to calm his shock.

"Brother Chen, I always thought that you could only start a car but not a sports car. I blamed you." Hao Jun was a little bit PTSD in racing at the moment, stepped on the accelerator carefully, and hurried home, "Actually, your driving skills are quite good. , It’s because I’m afraid of death, errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr , how can the little brother I like die before I fall asleep.”

Feng Chen withdrew his gaze from the screen of the mobile phone that had been silent all this time, leaned lazily on the car seat, and returned to the cold and arrogant nobleman in the past: "You sleep."

"Brother Chen, have you agreed to be with me?" Hao Jun is good at making jokes. Seeing that Feng Chen's mood is no longer so bad, he immediately smiled and joked with him. After being coldly glanced at by Feng Chen, he began to pretend to be wronged again , "I can die, I can't sleep anymore."

Feng Chen closed his eyes slightly and played with his mobile phone, ignoring him, and when Hao Jun finished singing and performing in the solo theater, he had already arrived at the community where the two families were located.

Feng Chen got out of the car and was about to leave when he saw Hao Jun lowered the car window and poked his head out, he faltered and said: "Brother Chen, what, I heard nothing tonight, you don't need to have psychological pressure, You will always be the cleanest Brother Chen in my heart!"

Feng Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Are you still chasing after?"

"Stop chasing, stop chasing! I can't afford a hundred million!" Hao Jun shook his head like a rattle in an instant. After shaking, seeing Feng Chen looking at him with a cold, handsome face, he reacted suddenly, wishing to whip himself A big mouth——didn't you hear that? !

Feng Chen didn't say anything more, he just glanced at him casually: "Don't worry about me." Then he put his hands in his pockets and lazily swayed his long legs back home.

The next day, the first thing Feng Chen did when he woke up was to look at his phone.

Still no reply.

Feng Chen ground his teeth.

Little stutterer is very courageous. When he received a "the other party withdrew a message", he didn't ask him what he withdrew.

Feng Chen held an electric toothbrush in one hand, unlocked the screen with his left hand, and sent a message to Shen Xi.

[D Chen]: Kid, I'm going back to the dormitory today, what time are you in?

After half an hour.

[Small stuttering]: I'm not in the dormitory, there are people in the dormitory.

When Feng Chen received this WeChat message, Feng Chen was about to arrive at the gate of the school. He closed his phone, and the Aston Martin Vanquish, which was supposed to be driving directly to the dormitory, made a gorgeous turn and stopped right next to the side of the road. Under the hot summer heat, there was a layer of deep blue light.

[D Chen]: Where are you?

[Small stammer]: Do you have something to do with me?

The screen was full of indifferent breath, Feng Chen couldn't help but grind his molars again, typing.

[D Chen]: I have something to do, very urgent, extremely urgent.

[Small stuttering]: Shaw House, what's the matter?

Feng Chen curled his lips into a smile.

[D Chen]: Suddenly it's not so urgent, what are you doing in Shaw Building?self study?

The screen went from bright to dark, and there was no reply for a long time.

After Feng Chen leisurely turned his sports car into Route 11 and parked beside Shaw Building, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

[Small stuttering]: There is a game today.

[Small stuttering]: If you are not in a hurry, please find an empty classroom and wait for me. I will find you after the game.

Contest?

Feng Chen raised his eyes and quickened his pace, stepping on the shadow of the whirling trees all the way to Shaw Building.

The third floor, lecture hall.

There were quite a few students standing outside the corridor, with green faces, whispering as they walked towards the stairs, and there was also a hint of ridicule mixed in.

"I just saw the legendary Jiang Daxi god! Am I mistaken, he stutters!"

"It's useless except for the face, don't look at it."

"You want me to say that his legends are all fake, can you win the game with a stutter? Damn, what are you kidding, I woke up so early for nothing, and I wasted my [-] cents bus money."

"The people in their own school regard him as a treasure, and call him a god on the forum every day. It's really useless."

Every year when freshmen enter school, many people from other schools will come to Jiangda University to see Shen Xi. They come for the so-called debate god's fame and appearance, and after hearing him speak by chance, they are overwhelmed by his flaws. Persuasion—Shen Xi's nickname on the forum is "Flower of Gaoling", subtext, you can only see it from a distance, and you will be disillusioned when you get close to it.

Feng Chen's face suddenly sank.

What qualifications do these noisy ignorant people have to point fingers at Shen Xi?A group of fertilized eggs that haven't even learned to respect, what the fuck is breathing is a waste of air.

"Hello, classmate, can I borrow your meal card to get a glass of water? I'll send it to you on WeChat—" A student from another school with an underdeveloped brain didn't know how to be tall and strong. Seeing Feng Chen with an outstanding figure from a distance, he hurriedly wiped his face. Wiping his saliva, he ran forward, wanting Feng Chen's contact information, but before he finished speaking, he heard the boy's extremely cold voice, "Get lost."

The morning sun was shining outside the window, but the boy's handsome face was so cold that ice shards fell from his face, his eyes like a fierce wind slowly swept across them, and he said word by word: "If you dare to scold him again, I promise, you will live, and you will be left alive." Walk."

No one dared to say another word.

In the silent corridor, a group of freshmen who spoke rudely didn't dare to speak out. They could only stare at the extremely handsome and arrogant boy in front of them. After leaving this sentence, they went straight to the auditorium.

The noise approached Feng Chen's footsteps.

Indistinct laughter came through the dark yellow door, which could not be heard clearly. With a sound of "Gah!", Feng Chen pushed the door and walked in, followed the oncoming fine light to step up the steps, and saw it at a glance. Shen Xi.

The boy didn't wear a mask, and stood in the depths of light and shadow with slightly lowered eyes, holding a piece of white A4 paper in his hand. Next to him and opposite him were the debaters who participated in the competition together. Everyone was familiar with the information for the last time. They were more or less nervous, but Shen Xi stood there quietly, putting the blank paper and pen by the table, as if he hadn't done anything, and seemed to know everything by heart.

And those sneers that came to Shen Xi's ears from the corridor through the hustle and bustle just a few minutes ago, did not seem to be heard in his heart.

After a year, Feng Chen saw this unparalleled handsome face again, and when he lowered his eyes, he looked like the most peaceful autumn lake.

The autumn lake never caused the slightest disturbance due to passers-by, but it reflected the ripples in Feng Chen's heart.