Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

There have been several torrential rains in Yancheng recently. After the rain, it cleared up and the weather turned cooler. It finally got rid of the predicament that it was steaming like a steamer some time ago, and it was sweating profusely after walking outside for a few minutes.

At the same time, the popular large-scale life variety show "My Friends and Me" has been intensively prepared for a long time, and after accumulating enough attention and discussions on the Internet, the recording of the sixth episode of the program started very low-key .

Before the official shooting, as usual, a pre-shot should be recorded to briefly introduce the situation of the guests, so that night, after the time was set, the staff rushed to Sheng Mingfeng's studio with the production team.

The chief director of the program group is called Jiang Mo. He is a tough-looking middle-aged man. He has a signature bald head. His forehead shines brightly under the light. When he is sullen, he has a dark and bossy aura, but his personality is actually Very humble and soft-spoken.

"Mr. Sheng is busy with work, and we will try to waste your time as little as possible. Today's interview requires you and your friends to accept a short interview separately, and then I will trouble you to show us around the studio and give us a brief introduction. Spare materials are fine.”

Of course, Sheng Mingfeng had no objection, and was about to agree straight away, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Lin Jianxi's instantly stiff body and slightly erratic eyes.

Although he kept silent and did not raise any objections, his slender fingers unconsciously grabbed the hem of the clothes, and the thin and light fabric was forcibly wrinkled.

This stupid boy.

Sheng Mingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking for a while, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the bald man next to him: "Director, let's pick together."

He had a smile in his eyes, and his tone of voice was lazily narrowed: "What if he speaks ill of me behind my back?"

"I'm not this kind of person!" Hearing this, Lin Jianxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he was not happy, and immediately refuted.

Tsk, a guy who doesn't know what is good or bad.

If it weren't for your timidity and inexperience, I was afraid that you would be too nervous to speak when facing a room full of machines and strangers alone, why would I make such an excuse?

Sheng Mingfeng immediately rolled his eyes, his hands were already habitually trying to rub his hair to vent his anger, but the young man said again: "And you don't have anything bad to say at all."

He grinned, revealing his white and neat teeth, his big eyes were clear and sparkling, his tone was soft and sincere, not at all flattering, which made people feel very ironic.

Sheng Mingfeng's eyes flickered slightly, he turned his head away unnaturally, and said with a soft snort, "Don't put a high hat on me, I won't eat this."

But the corners of his mouth were already raised to the sky.

So after some discussion, it was finally decided to change to double mining.

The two sat side by side on the same couch. Lin Jianxi saw several cameras flickering on the opposite side at a glance, and immediately became dazed, and asked cautiously, "Where should I look?"

"Look at the place with the red light." Sheng Mingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "If you are not used to looking at the camera, you can just look at the staff who asked the question."

"Oh—I see." Lin Jianxi glanced at the camera, and then at the boy who was being interviewed. As a result, she became more and more nervous, sitting upright like an elementary school student who was drawn to answer questions in class. An unnatural smell.

Sheng Mingfeng's mouth twitched, "You don't have to sit upright, just relax."

"Uh, okay." Lin Jianxi nodded perfunctorily and agreed, but she was still tense, swallowed and said, "Anyway, if I say something wrong later, you can pinch me."

Pinch you?

pinch where?

Sheng Mingfeng's eyes lingered unconsciously on the young man's body, all the way down the neck, and then stopped on the thin waist hidden in the clothes.

His brain became hot, and he didn't know what to think, so he stretched his hand behind his back and lightly poked the young man's right waist.

"Hiss—" Lin Jianxi's waist was very sensitive, and he immediately gasped and softened, and unconsciously shrank into the arms of the person next to him.

Sheng Mingfeng himself is also a shocker, the sudden physical contact made him want to push away by physical reflex, but——

The warm feeling in his arms was inexplicably full, the place where the skin touched seemed to be slightly hot, and the beating of his heart continued to accelerate, until Lin Jianxi reacted and stepped back, feeling a sense of loss.

He stared at his younger brother's fluffy hair top, somehow felt a burst of inspiration, the brisk melody was spinning back and forth in his mind, and suddenly he wanted to write a song again.

"Let's introduce yourself first." The staff member said in time, interrupting the strange atmosphere between the two.

Only then did Sheng Mingfeng come back to his senses, and immediately gave a stylized smile to the camera, and said succinctly: "I am Sheng Mingfeng, a singer-songwriter."

"……Gone?"

"Gone."

Director Jiang pursed his lips, looked down at the script, and said nothing about promoting the new song or the concert plan.

"I'm a friend of Brother Feng. Brother Feng recently released two new EPs. They are about youth and struggle. Every song in them is very good. There will be a national tour in the future. I hope everyone can support them."

Lin Jianxi's tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be showing signs of stage fright, but his straight shoulders still gave away a little bit of his true feelings.

The staff hurriedly reminded in a low voice on the opposite side: "Your name, please introduce yourself a little bit."

Only then did the young man suddenly realize that his generosity and generosity just now failed in an instant, and he picked his fingers in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "My name is Lin Jianxi, and I'm still in college."

He faced the camera for the first time, he was inexperienced and nervous, he even forgot to introduce his own name, but he still firmly remembered to tell everyone about the new song and concert of the boss.

Sheng Mingfeng lowered his eyes, and asked abruptly in an unclear tone: "Have you heard all the new songs?"

"Well, I've listened to everything." Lin Jianxi nodded honestly and admitted, as well-behaved as a little quail, it was especially easy to make people feel a little teasing desire.

"Then sing a few lines now?" The blond young man raised his lips and smiled sternly.

"..." Lin Jianxi stared at him incredulously, and said in a low voice, "I'm still interviewing."

It's just that this look has no deterrent effect, and the tone is soft and waxy, which shows the intimacy between the two of them even more.

The young man who was interviewed was a pure straight guy. With a fake cough, he interrupted this strange atmosphere again instinctively: "When did you two meet?"

Sheng Mingfeng: "We've known each other since we were young."

"We grew up together." Lin Jianxi added.

"So that's the case, then let's talk about each other's advantages."

Sheng Mingfeng immediately raised his hand pretending to be a gentleman: "You go first."

Lin Jianxi didn't shirk, and immediately poured out all the treasures: "Brother Feng is a very generous person, he has always taken care of me, and he is very talented in music, the songs he writes are very meaningful, and the singing voice is also very beautiful ..."

He blew a lot of rainbow farts at length without repeating a single word, and immediately looked expectantly at the young man beside him after he finished speaking.

"what about me?"

Sheng Mingfeng glanced at Lin Jianxi, and opened his mouth: "He is a stupid person, he is very easy to be deceived, and he will count the money for others when he is sold..."

The opening remarks were about to end as soon as Lin Jianxi was so anxious that he forgot that the camera was still there, and immediately interrupted angrily: "It's about the good points!"

Sheng Mingfeng deliberately ignored him, and continued: "And no matter what you do, there are always some strange and very unnecessary stubbornness, and sometimes you will use the most stupid methods..."

What are you talking about in the promised business exchange?

Lin Jianxi began to draw circles on the armrest of the sofa with no love in his heart, and the bracelet on his wrist jingled.

"But because of this, he can remain innocent, know how to persevere, and do one thing like one thing. He is also the purest, kindest, and most considerate little fool I have ever seen."

The blond young man smiled, and the corners of his mouth even raised unconsciously when he was mentioned.

Lin Jianxi was stunned.

...Why do you want to promote before suppressing?

His face turned red little by little, the blush was like the color of a hibiscus just blooming, from his cheeks to the roots of his ears to his neck, and finally he had to bury his head deeply and remained silent.

Han Chenfei, who was standing on the side, gritted his teeth fiercely.

He had just been looking at the young man in front of him from various angles through the camera, and found that the timidity and nervousness of this man's disguise had no flaws, and his acting skills were so superb!

I won't watch the Oscars next year without you.

So stop being ridiculous, naivety, simplicity, do these have even the slightest connection with Lin Jianxi?

Han Chenfei only felt that his lungs were going to explode, and he let out a breath of depression after a long while, his eyes as deep as the sea fixed on this cunning and changeable young man, and he didn't even have time to distract himself from Sheng Mingfeng, whom he really liked.

And Lin Jianxi naturally noticed such a straightforward gaze, and his heart moved slightly, and immediately pulled the clasp pretending to be casual, and the bracelet slipped quietly from his wrist, and then fell into the crack of the sofa.

It's time to give you another chance.

After the interview on the show, Sheng Mingfeng's inspiration came out of the blue, and he locked himself in the office and buried himself in writing songs before he could say hello.

And Lin Jianxi took advantage of this moment to knock on the door of Han Chenfei's office.

His face was cold, without any gentleness from the interview just now, and he said straightforwardly without any greetings: "Return the bracelet to me."

"What bracelet?" The man pretended not to know, and calmly took a sip of his coffee.

"There's no need to put on airs between us." Lin Jianxi raised his chin slightly, looking too lazy to deal with it, "I know you took it."

His completely opposite attitude from just now once again aroused Han Chenfei's anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty, and immediately reacted with great coldness.

"Lin Jianxi, you are playing with fire, do you think your hypocritical appearance can deceive Mingfeng for a lifetime?"

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to care at all, a cold smile appeared on his beautiful face, and instead he sneered back sharply!

"Han Chenfei, you are jealous, do you think you can hide your dirty thoughts from Brother Feng for a lifetime?"

"To Brother Feng, you are Bole, and you are just Bole." The corner of his mouth curled up ironically, and he precisely stabbed Han Chenfei's Achilles' heel, causing a sharp pain.

"And I to him—"

In an instant, two blushes rose on Lin Jianxi's face, his fair ears were red, his slender neck was also pink, and his eyes were glistening.

This gesture overlapped with the hibiscus face that pretended to be pure and charming in the interview just now, but he still had to take a few steps forward and chuckled mockingly.

"Young Master Han, you might as well guess, if I had a dispute with you at this time, whose side would Brother Feng be on?"

boom--

These words completely shattered Han Chenfei's reason, as if the last straw had crushed his nerves.

He couldn't even tell whether the anger in his heart at the moment stemmed from the close relationship between Lin Jianxi and Sheng Mingfeng, or because he was tricked by this man several times.

The furious man opened the drawer under the table with a snap, picked up the worthless bracelet and shook it lightly. His handsome face was covered with polar frost and snow, and his voice seemed to quench the chill from Siberia.

"Is this what you want to get back?"

Then, before the young man could answer, he opened the window without hesitation, and threw the chain out of the window, the action was so fast that it was too late for people to react!

This building is Han Chenfei's property, and the garden below is the cultural and creative park. If something as small as a bracelet falls into the lawn between the rocks, and it is dark at night, it will undoubtedly be extremely difficult to find.

So until this moment, there was a crack in Lin Jianxi's calm expression.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head without saying a word and was about to chase after him, but Han Chenfei grabbed his wrist fiercely, pulled his body back, and the force was so great that even red finger marks were printed on the white and smooth skin.

"You have dark stress disorder." He said in a deep voice, his tone was unclear.

"What's none of your business?" Lin Jianxi gave him a cold look.

"You beg me." Han Chenfei's eyes quickly flashed a hint of gloom, and his turbulent emotions were like a raging storm, as if he was longing for something and trying to grab something.

"If you beg me, I'll send someone to search on the carpet. Otherwise—" He looked at the young man in front of him with contemptuous eyes, and his tone of voice was like a poisonous snake watching from the dark, with a cold breath blowing towards his face.

"The lights downstairs will go out soon, and you are the one who knows the feeling of darkness."

However, Lin Jianxi was not moved at all, he snorted coldly, shook off the man's hand vigorously without saying a word, and walked downstairs without hesitation.

Are you really that unconvinced?

Han Chenfei narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a while, and suddenly dialed the phone expressionlessly: "Turn off all the lights in the garden on the first floor and the surrounding eight buildings."

He bent his index finger and tapped the table expressionlessly: "Well, don't leave the landscape lights on the ground either."

After hanging up the phone, he moved closer to the window and quietly watched the young man step into the garden, and then his whole body was swallowed by darkness, and a strong pleasure immediately hit his chest.

However, when the pleasure of revenge dissipated, Han Chenfei suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that that night, Lin Jianxi was leaning against the co-pilot with a pale face, panting lightly like a cat, and the slight tremors all over his body, as if the petals were withering little by little.

Tick-tick-tick-

It was the wall clock that was ringing, and the minutes were ticking by.

Han Chenfei took a deep breath, rushed out the door and followed him downstairs!

Sure enough, there were no lights in the garden, only the faint starlight and the distant buildings barely added a little bright color to the place, and the surrounding was very quiet, only the faint sound of insects.

He turned on the hand lamp, searched back and forth in the position directly opposite the window, and finally saw a thin young man sitting on the ground, trembling all over his body, as if he had fallen into extreme fear.

Han Chenfei immediately took a few steps forward and approached. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing over him. He didn't even see what happened, and he was thrown to the ground directly!

By the time she realized it, Lin Jianxi had already firmly held her shoulders, and sat half astride him condescendingly. How could she still have the slightest sensitivity and fear of the dark?

"Thanks to you, I'm not afraid of anything now!"

There was a mad look in his eyes, as if the brightest gemstones were shining.

Han Chenfei's shoulder blades ached, but his heart suddenly jumped wildly.

The author has something to say: Lin Jianxi: "I'm afraid of the dark and I'm fine. I've wanted to hit you for a long time."

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 493964962;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: A Aoki, Meng Xing 1;

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