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

This heavy rain lasted for a whole week, and the sweltering heat of midsummer dissipated in this continuous torrential rain. The air was rare and cool, which made people feel refreshed.

Waking up on the weekend, the sky has cleared up.

The chirping of cicadas came out from all directions, but it was not disturbing. Mixed with the blazing sun lingering outside the window, the sky was far away and clear, like glass.

Clean things are always fun, and so is the weather.

Shen Xi moved his arm very slowly, carefully pulled it out of Feng Chen's arms, took out his mobile phone, turned off the original alarm clock, leaving only a time when Feng Chen usually woke up, and got out of bed lightly.

A narrow gap was silently exposed in the curtains, and sunlight penetrated through the green shade, leaving a shallow trail along the gap of lush branches, reflecting Shen Xi's gentle footsteps in the bathroom.

He casually wiped his wet face, walked to the cloakroom, picked out two shirts and trousers of the same style and different colors, put one of them on the bedside, and began to prepare breakfast.

"Dididi—Dididi——" The unshakable alarm bell rang suddenly, waking up the quiet bedroom, Feng Chen turned over sleepily, turned it off skillfully, hugged Shen Xi's pillow and continued to sleep on the bed.

Before the alarm clock with an interval of 5 minutes played the annoying wake-up song again, a call came in, and the continuous vibration of "buzzing" finally woke Feng Chen from his dream. He opened one eye and saw that the caller ID was Tong Qian, after opening it, buried his head in the pillow again, uttering a word sleepily: "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Chen, are you up?" Tong Qian's loud voice was as loud as a speaker, thinking that his voice was very low, mysteriously like an underground party connector, but in fact, the voice with its own amplifier bug had already penetrated the receiver. Extremely refreshing, "I sent you Wei Teng's flight number, you can watch him a little bit, did he hear something? Could it be that he is fleeing in fear of crime? Damn it, I don't care Even if he lived for such a long time, would it be considered cover-up?!"

Feng Chen's eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly opened, and the remaining drowsiness disappeared as early as Tong Qian's first words, and he ignored Tong Qian's illogical thoughts, Let go of the pillow and sit up from the bed: "What's the date today?"

"Number 27." After Tong Qian finished speaking, he was surprised, "Why do you ask this?"

Feng Chen threw the phone aside and began to change clothes. The moment Wei Teng was mentioned in his usual cold voice, it was covered with a layer of coldness as sharp as a knife: "No, he wants to participate in the WDC competition."

"Oh? Oh! That's right, look at my memory, I forgot about it." Tong Qian slapped his forehead, he was completely confused by Wei Teng's affairs during this period, and only then remembered the distance now There is not much time left for the first World Hip-Hop Competition. According to Wei Teng's personality, he must want to go there early to prepare.

Feng Chen hung up the phone, dragged his slippers to the kitchen, hugged Shen Xi from behind like a koala, and said lazily while rubbing: "It smells so good, what did you do?"

After Shen Xi reported the two of them's breakfast, he didn't hear Feng Chen's words. Instead, he leaned against the edge of the table and stole a sweet kiss. Only then did he hear his breath through the tip of his nose: "Don't be so Rich, we will go out for morning tea in a while."

Shen Xi raised his eyes in puzzlement, and there was a clear gleam in his eyes.

"Eat—" Feng Chen slightly raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes during the pause, and looked out of the sunny window through the rising fireworks, then retracted his eyes, slightly raised his lips and touched Shen Xi's forehead, " Deep-fried black heart and five internal organs."

There are three airports in Jiangcheng. The one with the largest flow of people is located in the northern suburbs. It was newly built a few years ago. The environment is beautiful and security is strict. Many celebrities like to go there, and the street photography here is more compelling than other places.

It is also because of this that the number of fans squatting here to watch the stars every day is several times that of other airports. The noise, congestion, and screams are staged here day after day.

When Wei Teng got off the taxi, he could see from a distance a group of crazy fans holding banners, flowers and gifts, scrambling towards the exit, crowding the empty passage in an instant.

He paused in his footsteps for a moment, squinted his eyes slightly, looked straight through the noisy passers-by and looked straight at those fresh young faces, and swore in his heart that one day, he would stand above ten thousand people like this, enjoying Innumerable glory and wealth.

A huge roar suddenly sounded in the endless sky, waking up Wei Teng who was still dreaming. He came back to his senses, reluctantly let go of the short-lived dream of Huang Liang just now, let go of his unconsciously clenched fists, and then took out Stuff a mint into your mouth to relieve the craving for cigarettes.

The noise drowned out the almost violent chewing. The hard candy was crushed by the decayed teeth, and it was quickly broken into slag as if it entered a gear. The fans watched for a few more seconds, then pulled the suitcase and walked past the noisy fans with a gloomy face.

He walked very fast, as if he couldn't wait to pursue his dream of wealth and wealth. He hurriedly passed through the airport with people coming and going, like a drop of common water falling into the sea, ordinary but silent. There was a trace of hidden anxiety.

And then, just as he was about to step on the red carpet leading to the pyramid, only one step away from the long-awaited World Series, he was stopped by a few unfamiliar faces who were not kind.

"Police." The leading man with a square face confirmed blankly that the person in front of him was the person they were looking for, took out his ID from his pocket, and flashed past Wei Teng who was standing on the spot, "You are suspected of intentional homicide. Take a trip."

Wei Teng seemed to be struck by lightning, and there was an uncontrollable panic on his face when the crime was exposed for a moment, but soon, he pretended to be calm, took out the sunglasses on his face, and quickly turned around to run away: "You have admitted the wrong person."

With a Chinese face impatiently, he directly clasped his hand and sneered: "You didn't change your name and you didn't have plastic surgery, so you admitted the wrong person? Ha, you think we police are all vegetarians?!"

Wei Teng tried his best to break free, not wanting to be locked up even tighter. In a panic, he blurted out: "I didn't kill anyone! I just want to teach him a little lesson!"

The Chinese-character face said "Yo", the first time I saw the suspect who started to fall out before the trial, he nodded to the attendant next to him, and motioned him to take the law enforcement recorder: "We will find out if there is any murder. , now you have all the witnesses and material evidence, be honest, if you want to resist arrest, don't blame me for being rude to you."

He looked at this extremely stupid criminal suspect with sympathy, and didn't tell him that the other party had already killed him on purpose, and the evidence provided by the lawyer he invited was solid, so he still wanted to stand up?Tsk, it's difficult.

The crime of intentional homicide and the crime of intentional injury seem to be only two words apart, but the characterization and sentencing are quite different.

It can be predicted that once Wei Teng's final verdict is the crime of intentional homicide and the circumstances are serious, this unlucky idiot will face at least ten years of fixed-term imprisonment, and if it is more serious, it may even be life imprisonment.

What's the fuss, at this age, you can spend the rest of your life in prison with peace of mind.

Wei Teng finally calmed down, bowed his head with his neck curled up, and tried his best to avoid the pointing eyes of the people around him - he had dreamed that one day he would be the center of attention, he would be surrounded by crowds, he would be sought after by fans, and he would attract attention wherever he went. There was a burst of cheers, but I never thought that one day I would end my dream of becoming famous in such an extremely unbearable way.

He shrank into a ball angrily, and was humiliated and unwilling to be forcibly taken away by several people. When he was about to be stuffed into the police car, he suddenly felt something in his heart and raised his head subconsciously. Immediately afterwards, the whole person stood still.

Not far away, Feng Chen lazily hooked a boy's shoulder, looking down at him with his usual cold and arrogant expression.

The boy in his arms is extremely good-looking, wearing the exact same couple shirt as Feng Chen's, with a handsome face, he is tall and tall, with a pair of black jade-like eyes, especially black and bright, several meters away Looking at the distant hustle and bustle, he stared directly at him, cold and seductive.

It's the new little finance!

At this moment, the doubts that once flashed through Wei Teng's mind, and the endless and pressing conversation, finally unraveled at this moment, and spelled out a truth that Wei Teng regretted unceasingly—so Wu Wu There is no money lost on the group's books!All the conversations were a trap specially set up by Feng Chen and Shen Xi for him, just waiting for him to throw himself into the trap!

Wei Teng stubbornly grabbed the car and refused to enter, his round triangular eyes were full of remorse and crazy anger, he wanted to rush up right now, and trampled Feng Chen under his feet.

"Why don't you leave?" Seeing that Wei Teng was staring at a certain direction, Guo Zilian lost his patience, grabbed the back of his neck and was about to stuff him into the car, when he immediately felt that someone was watching Look at them and turn around.

Feng Chen straightened up lazily, coldly met Wei Teng's eyes that wanted to eat him alive, and the corner of his mouth raised a sarcasm: "Let's go, kid, he is so dead, let's show him kindness and give him a ride."

Two outstanding figures stopped next to Wei Teng. Seeing that they were acquaintances with square faces, they shrugged and slightly loosened their grip on Wei Teng's hand, signaling him to fart quickly.

Wei Teng stared at the intertwined hands of the two of them, his eyes moved up little by little, and finally stopped at Feng Chen's outstanding but enviable face that had been ignoring him for many years, trying to straighten up and be suppressed With his back arched, Jie Jie smiled strangely.

"You think you've won?" The crazy laughter was slightly drowned out by the roar above everyone's heads, but the lingering sound still lingered, like a hundred thousand mice crawling across the street, cold and creepy, Wei Teng's face was With a sinister and treacherous smile, he stared at Feng Chen, his blood-red eyeballs were burning with jealousy, and he said each word, "I will wait for you to stand at the top, and then I will see you with my own eyes. Ruin!"

The author has something to say: Today's update is a little bit short, please make up for it, Pudding is going to continue to report, hey, Bixinxin!