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Yang Fengyu straightened his hat, picked up the microphone, hesitated twice and put it down again.

The peaked cap covered the glaring light above his head, Yang Fengyu could only stare blankly at the other person's face, the temperature on his face rose a few degrees unconsciously, and his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Coconut boy!! What are you doing!!"

Someone shouted from the audience, Yang Fengyu suddenly came back to his senses, cleared his throat seriously, and pointed at the audience indiscriminately and shouted: "Cough... the handsome guy with the camera in the third row over there, the white-clothed guy in the first row on the left Handsome guy, yes, it’s just you, come up and say hello..."

Yang Fengyu called three or four boys one after another, just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he tilted his head and met his slightly squinted eyes, and immediately forgot the words.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Yang Fengyu always felt that this person's eyes frightened him inexplicably.

Especially when he took off his glasses, he lost all sense of refinement, and looked like a scum, Yang Fengyu only looked at each other and then hurriedly looked away.

After those boys all came to the stage, Yang Fengyu signaled the DJ to add reverb: "The next song is my most boring song, everyone, let's keep your hands free and jump up, okay?"

As he said that, Yang Fengyu took out a few bottles of ice water and threw them to the people who called up. Because they were close, Qin Fangcong handed over the bottle with his own hands. lap.

This person looked at the face without changing his face, could it be that he didn't remember him?Yang Fengyu withdrew his hand, thinking to himself.

"I'm trying to make a sample. When the music starts, I shout three two one. Let's cool down the stage with me!"

Several people nodded, Yang Fengyu raised the microphone and flicked his tongue, followed by a strong drum beat, the water droplets were thrown out vigorously, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, falling into the noisy crowd, setting off a burst of carnival .

At the end of a song, Yang Fengyu heard the cheers from the audience, he was emotional and his heart was beating fast.

Several people invited by him were about to go down when Yang Fengyu suddenly remembered something and shouted in desperation: "Brother!"

Except for Qin Fangcong, several people turned their heads in unison.

"...No, you can go down first!"

You really don't remember, do you?

Yang Fengyu was a little embarrassed at once, and after those people had gone down, Yang Fengyu took off the hat on his head and handed it to Qin Fangcong, "Your hat."

The microphone was placed on the DJ stand by him, the drumbeat of the music hadn't stopped, and the surrounding voices were noisy, but Yang Fengyu still heard him say:

"yours."

Yang Fengyu petrified on the spot.

The VIP girl in the front row stared round: "?? No, what are these two talking about? Coconut, why are you blushing!"

"Coconut boy! Do you know that little brother? Do you have WeChat? He looks so handsome..."

Yang Fengyu was still staring at his back in a daze, and when he heard what the front row said, he subconsciously asked, "Am I handsome?"

"It's not handsome in the same style! Uh...it can't be compared, but don't say it, it's quite suitable."

The sense of boundary between fans and singers in the rap circle is not so obvious. Usually, Yang Fengyu scolded him directly, but now he didn't react at all, and was pulled by Tian Yuyang to go through the process with an inexplicable expression.

"what……"

Tian Yuyang recognized Yang Fengyu's hat, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't your hat die in battle?"

"There is an insider," Yang Fengyu stared at the tall figure, "terminate the transaction!"

After the performance, the venue staff took a group photo for them, and arranged for a small number of VIPs to line up at the door for a group photo and autograph.

Only then did Yang Fengyu ask: "How many tickets are left this time?"

"The performance is over, why are you asking this?" Cheng Wen came over and wanted to pluck Yang Fengyu's hair, but he didn't feel annoyed when he slapped it away, and said to everyone: "Go drink later, book a card."

Yang Fengyu pouted: "I don't know how to drink, what are you going to do..."

"Why, to celebrate the success of the first performance, why don't you go for a drink?"

"Brothers, my brothers have all asked for leave and are planning to go out and relax for a night. If you don't come, you will lose face! Besides, coconut is a hero. You must go to me tonight. If you don't get drunk, you won't return."

Tian Yuyang was lying on the table tired, and suddenly raised his head as if thinking of something again: "We will make up the vocal music class tomorrow afternoon. I heard that the new professor is here. Coconut, do you want to go with me!"

"I'll send you back to Haicheng intact tomorrow," Cheng Wen said, "Really not going?"

"Go!" Yang Fengyu thought of the broken feast on Sunday, and stood up abruptly, "If I don't get drunk, I won't go back! It's best if I can't get out of bed for two days!"

As soon as I boasted about Haikou, the staff came in with the VIP queue.

Yang Fengyu's voice was so loud that everyone in the audience could hear it.The girl in the lead was the one who teased him in the front row just now. After hearing what he said, her expression was a little subtle. She took out her own notebook and handed it over, and asked casually, "Why can't you get out of bed?"

"It's nothing." Yang Fengyu signed with a dull head, and when he handed the pen to Tian Yuyang, he suddenly remembered something, and asked the girl, "What do you mean when you said that you are a good match?"

The little girl was also a little surprised: "Hey, do you still remember? I don't mean to be YY, I just think that two handsome guys standing together are seductive."

Tian Yuyang smirked: "Are you talking about me and the coconut?"

The little girl tilted her head and smiled subtly, and handed the notebook to the next person.

Yang Fengyu stepped aside and waited for the group photo, with a complicated expression on his face.

I don't know who that person is.

Because there were not many VIPs, the signing process was very fast. Yang Fengyu was tired of standing, so he just sat on the chair and signed on his stomach. He didn't look up at the end of the signing, just took the notebook or the promotional poster.

Until the end, a hand with distinct bones appeared in Yang Fengyu's sight.

Looking down the hand, the one hooked with the slender index finger and thumb is not a notebook, but a mobile phone with an unlocked screen.

A large WeChat QR code on the screen.

Dazzlingly bright.

Yang Fengyu controlled his muscle memory, retracted the hand that almost signed directly on the phone screen, and put on the cap of the pen with a straight face.

Yang Fengyu had heard of this kind of behavior of directly throwing WeChat QR codes before. Some rappers who have no bottom line will really add beautiful fans. As for what to do, it's a later story.

Yang Fengyu is handsome and upright, able to control his lower body, raised his head solemnly, and said, "Sorry, I'm a serious rapper, I don't sleep..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man's face clearly.

"……pink."

"The handsome ones don't sleep."

Qin Fangcong raised his eyebrows slightly, put his phone back with his usual expression, took out another piece of paper, and put it in front of Yang Fengyu, "Where is the To sign?"

Yang Fengyu's bottom line was very low, and seeing that there was no one behind, he nodded, "To sign is fine, let's talk."

"To, Qin Fangcong."

Yang Fengyu wrote as soon as he picked up the pen. As he wrote it, he felt as if he had heard the name somewhere. It was strangely familiar. After finishing writing, he turned to show the man: "Is it these three words?"

"Ah."

Yang Fengyu was a little sleepy, he yawned and asked, "Oh... what's the content?"

"16642766666"

Yang Fengyu finished writing honestly, only to feel something was wrong, raised his head and asked, "What is this?"

"my phone number."

Yang Fengyu: "Huh??"

"Coconut, hurry up and sign and take a group photo, it's almost time." Cheng Wen urged, he had scheduled for 11:30, and it's almost eleven o'clock now.

"Oh." Yang Fengyu handed the paper to Qin Fangcong, but the other party didn't intend to accept it.

"Take it first."

Yang Fengyu didn't have time to ask, so he was arrested and took a group photo.

Qin Fangcong took a long leg and stood directly behind Yang Fengyu.He was tall, more than half a head taller than Yang Fengyu. Tian Yuyang was standing beside him, but when he saw this, he moved to the other side, leaving a place for Qin Fangcong.

"Okay, three, two, one——Okay! Mister, you can leave through the side door first." The staff handed Qin Fangcong the phone, and the latter didn't say anything, just glanced at the back of Yang Fengyu's chubby head. .

Still the same.

"Everyone worked hard on the performance today, the scene was very dry, see you next time."

Yang Fengyu didn't pay attention to what the staff said, but just stared at Qin Fangcong's back in a daze, until he disappeared at the door before he suddenly realized that the TO sign was still in his hand!

Yang Fengyu subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but was dragged back by Lin Fei, "I still can't tell, Little Coconut, this is what he left for you on purpose. Some fans feel that it is inconvenient to directly add WeChat, so they will take the initiative to leave WeChat. You can add it privately."

With a frivolous tone, Lin Fei leaned into Yang Fengyu's ear and said, "He wants to sleep with you."

Yang Fengyu made a gesture and kicked over: "You are an idiot! If you want to sleep, I will fuck him!"

Everyone was surprised, and Yang Fengyu realized something was wrong, "Sleep with you, what are you hanging on! I'm a fucking straight man!"

Everyone burst into laughter, went backstage to pack up their things, and prepared to book a car and go directly to the bar.

Lin Fei and the other four stopped a black car with a fare increase and left. Cheng Wen was worried about the two student parties who had just grown up, and stood obediently on the side of the road waiting for the taxi.

Still in line, Yang Fengyu was also bored, so he just looked around.

"Hey, Yang Fengyu, you haven't said anything yet. Why did this hat come back?" Tian Yuyang asked suddenly, "Didn't you say that you accidentally left it in the uncle's office? I didn't see anyone coming today. Did you throw the ticket or not?" ? What about the promised big success?"

"Throw it away, and the hat is also lost." Yang Fengyu took off the hat and turned it around in his hand, "I don't know why it came back again. Do you think it's strange? I wondered all night."

Cheng Wen glanced at it, "Didn't the 'handsome guy' you called up give it to you?"

"Yeah," Yang Fengyu said, "I've been wondering all night."

"Your fanatical fan?"

Yang Fengyu's five sense organs immediately squeezed together: "Can't you? What do you like about me?"

"That's weird," Cheng Wen looked somewhere, "Isn't the fans still waiting for you to come out at the door?"

"what……"

Yang Fengyu followed his gaze and found that Qin Fangcong was leaning halfway by the door, with a lighted cigarette casually in his mouth, and his sharp eyes were staring straight at Yang Fengyu with the reflection of fire.

"Fuck, he doesn't really want to sleep with me, does he?"

Under the suspicious eyes of the two, Yang Fengyu was embarrassed for a moment, and added: "I'm a fucking straight man."

"T-really."