Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

After the strange silence, it was Lin Jianxi who was the first to react. He bent down to pick up his hood in a panic, and put it on his head without even looking at the front and back carefully. His little face was flushed like steam. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground and get into it.

"Hey—don't worry."

The host next to him hurriedly stopped him, and held Lin Jianxi's hand that was about to put the doll headgear on himself, and then said unhurriedly: "Let's interview the staff member at the scene. "

As a veteran who has hosted many idol meetings and singers' concerts, he certainly knows what fans want to see and listen to, and he also knows how to stir up the atmosphere of the scene.

Therefore, in the expectant eyes of everyone in the audience, he approached Lin Jianxi with a smile on his face, and asked gently: "My friend, no one can guess the title just now, but you only knew it after listening for two seconds. What song, you can sing so well, you even memorized all the words, are you also a loyal fan of our Mingfeng?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of good-natured laughter and ridicule immediately below.

Rare things are more expensive, and there are very few male fans who chase after stars. It is even rarer to have an excellent appearance and singing voice like this. Naturally, everyone has a strong interest in him.

A trace of obvious panic flashed in Lin Jianxi's eyes, and Sheng Mingfeng's meaningful gaze swept over him, instantly making him feel like a light was on his back, subconsciously shrunk his neck, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Uh...yes, That's right."

There was another booing from the audience, and a few girls still put their hands on their cheeks, and looked at the two very well-shaped young men on the stage, showing a little bit of weird and bewildered smile.

"Then why do you like Mingfeng? Can you briefly talk about it?" The host seemed unwilling to let him go so easily, and continued to ask.

While speaking, the camera kept staring at Lin Jianxi, and his face was also displayed on the big screen. Such attention seemed to make the young man a little uncomfortable. When he lowered his eyelids, the curled eyelashes were still trembling nervously. It is very pitiful.

I saw him take a deep breath, and then held the microphone, and replied sincerely: "Because...his singing. When I can't sleep at night, when I feel tired, when I hear the lyrics he sings, I feel Encouraged, then filled with energy."

Really?

Sheng Mingfeng frowned, and suddenly took a big step in the direction of Lin Jianxi with his long legs, and the distance between the two was extremely close.

"Thank you for your affirmation, I will continue to work hard."

He leaned closer with a chuckle, leaned his head closer to the side of the young man's neck, his tone was unclear, and he reached out and patted his furry shoulder lightly.

So there was a sudden exclamation from the audience, which sounded like envy, but there was also a strange excitement.

After all, everyone knows that Sheng Mingfeng has always been indifferent, but he didn't expect to have such a gentle attitude.

However, only Lin Jianxi knew that there was a turbulent undercurrent between the two of them looking at each other.Sheng Mingfeng's deep eyes are full of vigilant scrutiny, like a cheetah watching around, as if it can jump up and bite your neck off in the next moment.

When the young man spoke, he used the microphone and deliberately put it close to his ear. The sound of the electric current and the sudden explosion rushed along the pinna to the nerves, causing him to tremble unconsciously.

This is a dangerous warning.

Lin Jianxi's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that this person is more defensive than he imagined, even for someone who grew up with him and almost knows everything.

He kept his face calm, pretending that he didn't see it, and silently shrank back with a dry laugh.Then, as if he was afraid of being watched, he quickly put the hood back on his head with lightning speed, completely covering himself.

"It turns out that's the case. It seems that our Mingfeng's works really have great charm and can inspire everyone to move towards their goals. Thank you very much for sharing."

The host got a satisfactory answer, and changed the subject as soon as he saw it was good.After all, the meeting cannot be overwhelming, and the following links will continue.

It's just that in the following time, Lin Jianxi seemed to be frightened by the unexpected situation just now, and has been standing obediently on the side to serve as the background board of the mascot. No matter how the little girl around him teases him, she refuses to say anything .

However, even so, he could still feel a sharp gaze following him almost like a shadow, so his body stood up straighter, with an appearance of dedication and seriousness.

But where no one could see under the hood, Lin Jianxi slightly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a sly smile.

The first concert ended successfully. In the lounge at the backstage of the theater, Sheng Mingfeng had already changed out of the black sequin costume and stage makeup. He was only wearing a pure white singlet, looking cool and handsome.But the neckline of the clothes is wide open, exposing the chest with clear texture, which reveals a bit of evil.

With his hands propped against the corner of the wall, he leaned down and stared at the curly-haired young man in front of him with a sense of oppression, staring him down until he lowered his head, and then he sneered softly.

"So, you are my fan, knowing that I am holding the first meeting here, you purposely find a chance to sneak in so that you can see me?"

The tone and expression were as bad as ever, exactly the same as when they were in the orphanage.

"No, no, I found a part-time job on the Internet by myself, it's just a coincidence." Lin Jianxi hastily denied, shaking her head like a rattle, "Besides, if the hood hadn't been accidentally dropped, we wouldn't be able to see each other at all."

"Also... I'm not your fan either." He curled his lips, and retorted not very aggressively.

"Oh." Sheng Mingfeng immediately sneered, squinting his eyes and scanned him from bottom to top, "Lin Jianxi, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you've learned to lie now? You can say the same thing on stage. I won't admit it for a while."

"Then so many people are watching, if I say I'm not a fan, I don't want to give you face." The young man muttered softly, his moist almond eyes widened, round like two black grapes.

When there were only two of them, he lost the restraint he had on the stage just now, but there was still a hint of timidity in his tone, which seemed to be a habit left over from years of obedience.

"Besides, most of what I said is true. Your song is very good. Even if you're not a fan, you can listen to it many times. That's why I can guess it right after listening to the prelude." Be serious.

"Really?" Sheng Mingfeng raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

He has always cared the most about the music he created, and such a sincere compliment obviously won his heart, and his complexion improved a little, and he even looked carefully at this old acquaintance in front of him for the first time.

Her brown curly hair was disheveled, her clothes were crumpled, and her snow-white forehead and neck were covered with a thin layer of sweat, like a small ice cream about to heat up.

How did you make yourself like this?

Sheng Mingfeng couldn't help squinting at him with a bit of disgust: "How much money can you earn after tossing around like this for a long time?"

"Four hundred." This time the young man answered quite quickly, and his voice sounded very pleasant.

"Four hundred?" Sheng Mingfeng raised his voice in disbelief.

"Is it not bad?" Lin Jianxi seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of his surprise, and grinned happily, "Actually, I didn't do anything, I just stood in a doll costume for a while, and I can get so much money! "

many?

This calculates to an hourly salary of less than [-]. With his current education background, even if he is a middle school student tutor, he can take classes casually. Since he wants to make money, why bother to find such a part-time job?

"There are many ways to make money." Sheng Mingfeng said casually, but his falcon-like eyes were fixed on the top of the young man's hair, and there was a hint of temptation in his words.

"You can sing fairly well, and you look good..."

But I didn't expect that Lin Jianxi just raised his head at this moment, his clear eyes seemed to be shining brightly, his face was flushed with a touch of blush, like nine peach blossoms in full bloom on the branches, and the beauty that rushed towards his face immediately left Sheng Mingfeng in awe. The next words are all blocked in the throat!

With a flash in his eyes, he turned his head and coughed dryly, and took his hand back unnaturally.

Lin Jianxi reacted quickly, and immediately took the opportunity to break free from his restraint, and slipped to the side of the dressing table in a few steps, immediately distanced herself from the blond young man.

Sheng Mingfeng didn't stop him, he folded his arms and said in an unclear tone: "Anyway, if you want to enter the industry and become an artist, it's not impossible."

Unexpectedly, the young man refused without even thinking about it, and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, the pressure in your circle is too great, I can't handle it, it's better to have this kind of faceless job, where you can make money easily .”

Easy shit!Stuffed in a thick doll costume on a hot day, sweaty and disheveled, not afraid of heat stroke, and finally got such a little reward.

Sheng Mingfeng was speechless for a while. At first, he suspected that Lin Jianxi wanted to use this opportunity to build a relationship, or had other plans.Looking at it now, this is a fool, what can he do?It's not bad if I don't get sold by others and help count the money!

"That's right, with your brain, it's no wonder that if you become an artist, you won't be eaten until your bones are gone." He rolled his eyes and sarcastically sarcastically, but took the mobile phone in his hand and flipped through the contacts. find it.

"I'll find you another job." The cold tone seemed to be kind.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianxi refused again.

"No, no, I've found several part-time jobs. It's no problem to support myself. The main thing is that I have free time and don't delay my studies." The young man puffed out his chest and looked proud.

Then, he seemed to think of something, and his expression suddenly became serious and firm: "And didn't you say it? You can't always rely on others, you have to rely on yourself in everything."

Sheng Mingfeng was stunned for a moment.

He did say that, a long time ago.

They were still in the orphanage back then, and there were always some new kids who bullied the weak because of their size.Every time Lin Jianxi was bullied, she didn't know how to fight back, she just cried and called him for help, which made people angry.

Sheng Mingfeng was most annoyed by his timid and cowardly temperament, so every time he beat those people to the point of honesty, he would always reprimand him impatiently.

"Why are you crying, a man? You're useless! When you encounter this kind of thing, you don't want to solve it yourself. Can you always rely on others?"

At that time, Lin Jianxi only knew how to curl up into a ball and weep aggrievedly, as if she didn't listen to the words at all.

But unexpectedly, it turned out that he had always remembered it firmly.

Sheng Mingfeng's heart moved, then he lowered his head and swipe twice, opened the WeChat QR code interface of the phone, and even his tone changed a little: "You can scan it."

After he entered the circle, he changed all the contact methods. Lin Jianxi couldn't contact him. After being bullied all these years, he probably didn't even have a supporter. Let him give him some comfort.

However, the overjoyed look he had imagined did not appear, and the young man in front of him actually looked hesitant, and he hesitated: "Ah? But I..."

Sheng Mingfeng was so annoyed by him. He had never seen such a ignorant person, so he snorted coldly and said, "What? You are so reluctant to add me to WeChat? Are you some kind of big shot?"

But Lin Jianxi didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, instead she retorted seriously: "Of course I'm fine, but will this be bad for you?"

He scratched his head, and said in a dull voice, "I heard them say that after becoming a celebrity, it's best not to have too many contacts with people you knew before, or it will be very dangerous."

Sheng Mingfeng was startled again.

This person is actually thinking about himself very seriously, and he is also worrying about his own situation.

His handsome brows could not help but slightly furrowed, and for a moment he didn't know what it was like in his heart.Because just 10 minutes ago, he even thought so.

"It's not wrong to say that, because there are always people who will dig up the old things for the sake of profit, and then they will be taken out by those who want to make a fuss."

It is normal for people to worship the high and step on the low, forget righteousness for profit, and betray friends in the past for the sake of their own future, and he has seen it a lot in the circle for a long time.

"So—" he dragged his tone, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his expression was gloomy, "will you betray me?"

"If someone asked me what kind of person I was, how would you answer?"

Lin Jianxi said without thinking, "Of course it's telling the truth."

"You are the most righteous boss. You have always protected me since I was a child, so I was not bullied." He smiled so much that his eyes were bent, and two dimples appeared on his face.

"……idiot!"

Sheng Mingfeng's breath was stagnant, and somehow he felt that the smile was a bit dazzling, and he turned his head unconsciously to avoid the young man's scorching gaze.

Then, after thinking for a moment, he actually put down the mobile phone in his hand that was used for work and contact, and then accidentally found another mobile phone from the side drawer, and opened the WeChat scanning identification box.

"Bring your phone."

This time, Lin Jianxi didn't refuse any more, but obediently opened the QR code scanning interface of WeChat and handed it over.

Di-

Sheng Mingfeng scanned it, then quickly sent a friend request, and said with a cold face: "If you really need anything in the future, you can come to me."

Before anyone could respond, he deliberately emphasized it again in a vicious voice: "But don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"I know, I'm busy too, so I won't bother you." Lin Jianxi glanced at him while holding the phone, and whispered.

"Hiss—" Sheng Mingfeng suddenly felt his fist smash into the cotton, took a deep breath and was about to explode, but the young man on the opposite side spoke softly.

"However, thank you, Brother Feng." He blinked, his tone soft and sweet, "Whether it was before or now."

Hearing this long-lost title, Sheng Mingfeng couldn't help being in a daze, and his figure froze slightly.

Forget it, big brother for a day, big brother for life, always cover the younger brother to the end, especially this kind of silly, sweet little boy who can't use his brain.

He snorted softly and turned his back, naturally he didn't see the smile flashing in Lin Jianxi's eyes.

Huanhuatong, Shanda Dingliu's personal contact information, finally got it.

The author has something to say:

Sheng Mingfeng: He is so stupid.

Lin Jianxi: I pretended.