Four years of crisis [entertainment]

When the red light turned green, Guan Mingsong crossed the road and accelerated his pace calmly.The man seemed to sense that someone was approaching. He quickly closed his eyes, pressed his hat, put his hands in his pockets, and swooshed into an alley next to the building. The alley was winding, and the man quickly disappeared. .Guan Mingsong ran to the place where the man was standing just now, knowing that he could not find him, he clenched his hands tightly in anxiety.

Back home, Guan Mingsong was not in a hurry to sleep. He sat at the desk and carefully sketched the young man's back in his mind.Guan Mingsong memorized all his features so that he would be able to recognize him next time.

For a moment, Guan Mingsong suspected that he was too sensitive, maybe that man was just an ordinary fan.But a vague sense of uneasiness always lingered in Guan Mingsong's heart, which made Guan Mingsong unable to relax.

On this day, Song Jinfeng was free and came to take care of Mingsong's house.It just so happened that today Guan Mingsong bought a large bottle of Coke and a bunch of junk food at home on a whim.Guan Mingsong doesn't have drinks and snacks at home, but every time Guan Mingsong suddenly gets hungry, he buys a lot and eats them all at once.

As soon as Song Jinfeng entered the door, he said "Yo", and rushed towards the stewed duck head on the table without saying a word.Guan Mingsong quickly stopped him and said, "Have you washed your hands?"

Song Jinfeng quickly washed his hands, and then quickly ran back to grab the duck head from Guan Mingsong.As a big star, Song Jinfeng's food and clothing are very high-end. He is a generous person. Not only does he eat and drink well, but he also picks out good things for the studio employees. The bonuses and big gift packages can make the colleagues envious.But the strange thing is, every time I come back to Guan Mingsong's house, Song Jinfeng seems to be back to the little singer who sang in the bar back then. He doesn't pick anything. Guan Mingsong feeds him with junk food, and he is also happy. to eat.

Speaking of Song Jinfeng and Guan Mingsong's first year of acquaintance, Song Jinfeng's life was really a bit tight.The income of the bar resident singing job is meager, far less than Guan Mingsong's part-time income, so Guan Mingsong was almost the one who raised Song Jinfeng that year.

Song Jinfeng ate the last duck head naturally, and when he finished eating contentedly, he turned his head and found Guan Mingsong sitting on the sofa, looking at him resentfully.

Song Jinfeng was puzzled, he blinked in confusion, walked up to Guan Mingsong, and asked, "What's the matter, wife, looking at me like that?"

Guan Mingsong didn't speak, Song Jinfeng panicked: "Are you unhappy?" Song Jinfeng said while wanting to touch Guan Mingsong's shoulder with his hand.

Guan Mingsong let out a "Yeah", pinched Song Jinfeng's sleeve with two fingers and took his hand away in disgust, and said, "Don't touch me, I'll eat a lot of oil."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Jinfeng quickly wiped his hands with a tissue, "The duck head is so delicious, I forgot about Bei."

At this time, Guan Mingsong finally couldn't hold back any longer. He bared his teeth and claws on the sofa, and said angrily, "You say that you, a big star, haven't eaten any good food, but you want to come and grab the duck head from me today! That's the last one! "

Song Jinfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then said confidently: "I've finished eating, what can you do? Today I not only want to eat your duck head, but I also want to eat you."

Guan Mingsong was stunned by Song Jinfeng's bandit vibe, and kicked him angrily.Guan Mingsong wore a pair of dark cotton socks. Because he was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, he didn't wear shoes when he kicked Song Jinfeng, but only wore a pair of socks.Song Jinfeng grabbed Guan Mingsong's feet with a smile, and scratched the soles of his feet twice as if nervous.Guan Mingsong's cheeks flushed with a "chuckle", and he hastily pulled his foot back, but Song Jinfeng tugged him hard to prevent him from pulling it back.

The two of them were playing around like this, they were in their twenties, just like ignorant children.They rolled into a ball on the sofa, Song Jinfeng reached in from the hem of Guan Mingsong's clothes, trying to scratch his belly, Guan Mingsong suppressed a smile, and twisted a ball of flesh on Song Jinfeng's arm hard.

"It hurts, it hurts." Song Jinfeng yelled exaggeratedly, "Hey, hey, my arms are red, let go."

"You take your hands out of my clothes first." Guan Mingsong said.

"I pulled my hand, what if you don't let go? Let go first." Song Jinfeng negotiated.

"Then what if I let go and you don't pull away?" Guan Mingsong knew his virtue.

"I'll count one, two, three, let's let go together."

"it is good."

Song Jinfeng counted "one, two, three", and the two let each other go at the same time.Song Jinfeng was a little thirsty, so he poured himself a Coke.Seeing him, Guan Mingsong hurriedly said, "Don't drink so many carbonated drinks, Tang Yuan will tell you when he finds out."

Carbonated drinks are taboo for celebrities, they are easy to gain weight and get acne.As a celebrity assistant, one of Tang Yuan's jobs is to keep an eye on Song Jinfeng's diet and prevent him from eating indiscriminately.

Song Jinfeng drank a big cup "gudong gudong" and said, "Don't tell him, it's over." He poured another cup for Guan Mingsong, and brought it to him in a doggy manner, saying : "This is a bribe, please drink."

Guan Mingsong sat straight on the sofa, his posture was like that of a Buddha.He glanced at Song Jinfeng out of the corner of his eye, lifted his chin slightly, and said slowly, "The attitude of bribery is not respectful enough."

Song Jinfeng bowed while holding the Coke, and respectfully said, "Please drink."

Guan Mingsong let out a grumpy "Hmm", slowly took the drink from Song Jinfeng's hand, and pretended to take a sip.

The two quarreled enough and finally calmed down.Guan Mingsong was sitting on the sofa, reading his scientific and educational journals as usual; Song Jinfeng was lying on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his head resting on Guan Mingsong's lap, playing with his mobile phone there.

No one knows why the two prefer this position when they are together.Are pillows and dolls more comfortable than Guan Mingsong's thighs?But Song Jinfeng wanted to pillow Guan Mingsong's thigh, but Guan Mingsong didn't mention him, and was happy to give him the pillow.Once when Tang Yuan saw it, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he felt that the two were sick, but the two who were used to it didn't think there was anything surprising, thinking that Tang Yuan was sick because of making a fuss.

Song Jinfeng was using Guan Mingsong's account on Weibo to read reviews of his new songs. The performance of "One Thought" can be described as "defying the sky". People in the circle were shocked, saying that Song Jinfeng had created a miracle.However, the evaluation of the song "One Thought" is very polarized. People who like it explode and regard it as a divine comedy;

"I love this song so much, I cried several times listening to it..."

"What are you singing? It's spooky, suitable as an episode for ghost movies..."

"It's amazing, it's amazing, Song Jinfeng is a god, and "One Thought" is amazing..."

"It doesn't sound good, it's disappointing..."

……

Good and bad comments appear on the Internet, but in any case, it is an established fact that "One Thought" is very popular, the results are outstanding, and it has been played in the streets and alleys for a while.

Song Jinfeng scrolled through Weibo, and suddenly said to Guan Mingsong: "Honey, have you read the comments on "One Thought"? The polarization is very serious. Those who like it like it very much, and those who hate it really hate it."

"Look." Guan Mingsong didn't even lift his head, "Some people think this song is too gloomy, and after listening to it, their mood gets worse."

"Before the release, Lao Peng told me that this gloomy and desperate tone may not be acceptable to some listeners, and suggested that I change it to be clearer."

"Then why don't you change?"

"Why should I change it? First, I created this song to express what I want to express, not to cater to what they imagined; secondly, literary and artistic works have never been able to satisfy everyone. This person loves this and that People like that, and it’s impossible to satisfy everyone. Besides, for a song, you can listen to it if you like it, and don’t listen to it if you don’t like it. Some people are just too extreme.”

Guan Mingsong nodded.He suddenly thought of something, so he asked Song Jinfeng: "Jinfeng, have you ever met that kind of fanatical fans who are very obsessed with you?"

"My fans are all fanatical and obsessed with me." Song Jinfeng was proud.

"No, it's just... the kind that looks a little sick."

Song Jinfeng thought for a while and said, "No."

"If you meet, tell me." Guan Mingsong thought of the young man he met in the early morning of that day, and his heart was still anxious.

"Why are you asking this? Worried about my safety? Don't worry, I have bodyguards around me when I attend events, and the sick fans you mentioned won't hurt me. Hey, let's not talk about this, what I just said about literature and art The point of view of the work, do you think it is correct?"

Guan Mingsong nodded vigorously, "Yes, very true, this is the most correct truth I have heard since I was born."

Song Jinfeng was taken aback, "Why is your tone so perfunctory?"

"Where is the perfunctory?"

"It's just perfunctory." Song Jinfeng sat up abruptly, and said to Guan Mingsong, "I was hurt by your perfunctory tone, you have to make it up to me."

"How to make up for it?"

Song Jinfeng showed a sly smile, and his upper body slowly leaned towards Guan Mingsong. He looked deeply at Guan Mingsong, his eyes flicked over Guan Mingsong's face.Song Jinfeng's eyes are similar in shape to peach blossom eyes, with a lighter color. In Guan Mingsong's impression, these eyes are sometimes innocent, sometimes cunning, and sometimes full of lust.

Song Jinfeng pressed his forehead against Guan Mingsong's, and the two of them were very close, their breaths intertwined.Song Jinfeng's light-colored eyes were right in front of him, and his eyelashes could even touch Guan Mingsong's.Light-colored pupils seem to be more difficult than dark-colored pupils to conceal a long-lasting lust. Guan Mingsong's breath was caught by these pupils, and his heart was in a mess.

"How to make up, don't you know?" Song Jinfeng said softly with a smile.Song Jinfeng's god-given good voice is unstoppable when he speaks love words. If he speaks lightly, you will feel that he is singing, singing a love song with blushing and heartbeat.

The temperature seems to have risen a bit, the wind "rustled" the curtains, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

At the critical moment, Song Jinfeng's cell phone rang suddenly, and it was Bian Min calling.Song Jinfeng looked gloomy, Guan Mingsong said with a smile: "Pick up the phone."

Song Jinfeng answered the phone, and Bian Min's excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Jin! Brother Jin! It's a blast! It's a blast!" She was so excited that she didn't know that she thought she had won the 500 million lottery.

Bian Min excitedly said: "The final data analysis report of "One Thought" came out, breaking several records and creating several more. Brother Jin, you are a well-deserved king of heaven!"

Bian Min was right. From now on, no one can shake Song Jinfeng's status in the mainland music scene. He is the new king.