Become a heartthrob after wearing an adult

Lang Bo was very serious, first he ran to the stage to discuss for a while, and then he ran away for a while and then ran closer, just to adjust the position of the optical brain.

Seeing Lang Bo's face suddenly moving left and right on the screen, Zhang Feimang couldn't help but smile. It feels so good to be valued by his friends.

"Huh? What are you laughing at?"

Zhang Feimang shook his head, Lang Bo didn't care much, and stared at him for a while, with a bright smile on his face:

"Wait and see brother perform!"

Lang Bo sat behind the drum kit and raised his eyebrows in Zhang Feimang's direction.

The wave of music at the scene was still going on. The singer was running on the optical brain screen, and occasionally sang with all his strength. Even through the screen, he could hear the audience's fierce reaction.

"Hey, friends, let our speakeasy ace drummer-Lang Bo! Come and play "Reformation" for everyone tonight! Applause! Cheer! Come on as much as you want!"

"Langbo! Langbo! Drum wave!"

Lang Bo threw the drum stick high, and then caught it neatly. He smiled proudly, and the audience below burst into cheers.Looking at Lang Bo, Zhang Feimang was also infected by the atmosphere, as if he was still under that enthusiastic stage.

Langbo opened his mouth:

"Feimang—"

Zhang Feimang understood his mouth shape and laughed.

At the moment Lang Bo laughed, his waist bent down, and the movements of his hands were coherent and smooth. A series of drumbeats, uniform and dense, began the tune under the roll of his drumsticks.

This piece of music is extremely high and intense, and Zhang Feimang never imagined that there could be such a huge energy in Lang Bo's body.The rhythm of the drum beat violently hit people's hearts, as if it coincided with Lang Bo's enthusiastic, cheerful and tall personality.

"Boom!"

After the last drum beat, Lang Bo pulled off the headband again, and the cheers from below became louder and louder.

He stood up, flew the headband towards the crowd, and waved in Zhang Feimang's direction.

"Rumbo! Rambo! Come again! Come again!"

"Wow! Langbo is waving at me! I'm holding the grass, I really miss him!"

"Hurry up! His headband!"

The shouts below were loud, all kinds of compliments to Lang Bo, even Zhang Feimang heard a few words.He couldn't help nodding his head. Sure enough, Lang Bo's musical talent was really high. For such a passionate piece, his emotions were always so abundant and his expression so well.

"How is it! Feimang!"

Lang Bo picked up the optical brain and walked down with his back to the stage.Only then did Zhang Feimang see that the audience behind and below Lang Bo was very crowded, and there were still many people applauding and cheering, looking forward to another song by Lang Bo.

However, Lang Bo concentrated on his optical brain and wanted to talk to Zhang Feimang in the video.

"How is it? Am I good at knocking? Is it good?"

He is like a big dog that has caught a frisbee and is trying to shake its tail towards him - Zhang Feimang realized this, he smiled and gave Lang Bo a thumbs up:

"Great!"

"What does it mean?"

After being praised by Zhang Feimang, Lang Bo was even happier. He was so happy that he wanted to run two laps now. Even if Zhang Feimang wanted to hang up the video, he would hold on to him and continue chatting about drum kits.

Zhang Feimang was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the bed while chatting.

When I woke up again, I looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening!

It's twelve o'clock!so terrible!He forgot to call Xiao!

Zhang Feimang turned on the optical brain, and two hours ago, Xiao's account sent him a text message:

"Xiao:?"

Concise to the extreme.

There are also a few messages from the boss, asking if he has provided the package on time today.

Zhang Feimang responded tremblingly to the big customer first:

"I just overslept, I'm so sorry! Sorry! Xiao, I won't charge you for telling you a good night story tomorrow."

As soon as the news came back, Zhang Feimang hadn't finished editing the message for the boss, Xiao's message was called immediately, and Zhang Feimang didn't dare to delay for a second, so he quickly picked it up.

There was no sound on the other side, and it seemed that no one was even there.But Zhang Feimang felt that Xiao must be listening, and he was still listening very unhappy.

"Hey, Xiao, are you there? I, I'm really sorry, I accidentally fell asleep past ten o'clock tonight..."

"Ten o'clock, you didn't sleep, your communication line is busy."

Zhang Feimang choked, why did he feel that there was a bit of blame in the cold words on the other side?Zhang Feimang scratched his head, feeling a little guilty. After all, at ten o'clock...he was still talking with Langbo, listening to Langbo talk about drums and music, and forgot about the big client.

"Yes, sorry..."

Busy line, how to explain this.

"My friend was worried about my safety, that's why he video-chatted me for so long - definitely not next time!"

Zhang Feimang hurriedly assured that he must be very angry when he heard that there was no sound over there, and Zhang Feimang became more and more anxious.Looking around in the small room, seeing the silver-blue guitar, he blurted out:

"Then let me sing for you, okay? Don't be angry, Xiao—"

The boy's voice was soft, what expression would be on that delicate face?The lips are slightly puffed up. If you press down with your fingers, they should all pop up. What will the blue eyes look like?

Xiao Ji flipped through the information on the optical brain, his eyes were very focused, there were only a few short columns:

The surname "Zhang" is not common in StarCraft, it only appears in the third district, but Zhang Feimang's information suddenly appeared in the rescue center. Before this, there had never been a record of this person's ID.

Could it be that the little white rabbit came from the slums, but his temperament, as well as his abilities, are out of tune with the slums.

"Really, I won't do it next time, let me listen to my new song for you!"

The other person spoke more and more slowly, even a little hesitant, for fear that he would refuse.Xiao Ji recovered from his contemplation, he looked at the optical brain screen, not sure why he was interested in this little guy recently.

Marshal Xiao Ji, who never hesitated on the battlefield, was puzzled about his behavior for the first time. Could it be that... this boy has something to do with what he is investigating?

"Not next time."

Zhang Feimang, who had been talking alone for a long time, finally heard the other party's response, nodded happily, picked up the guitar and said:

"Hmm! Absolutely not!"

At first, I was silently thinking about my own psychology, but the boy’s singing accompanied by a smooth guitar sounded from the other end of the communication. Gradually, my drowsy mind became sober and refreshing, and my troubled thoughts were swept away, until the guitar string finally After stopping, Xiao Ji opened his mouth and said:

"It sounds good."

"It's really nice, I posted it on the Internet, and many people said it was ugly..."

The voice on the other side was low, Xiao Ji immediately wanted to refute, the group of people on the Internet are often irrational.Zhang Feimang suddenly laughed:

"I know that rock music is popular in the empire. Today I heard my friend playing drums. It really sounds good... But there are people like you who think I sing well."

"It sounds nice."

Xiao repeated only this sentence, and Zhang Feimang laughed twice. At first, he just regarded communicating with big customers as his work. Gradually, Xiao's gentle way of speaking made him feel a lot of emotion.

The incompatibility of coming to another world is diluted precisely because of having friends like Xiao and Langbo.He suddenly thought of Iser, who has been following him since she knew he wanted to enter the entertainment industry.

"I want to venture into the entertainment industry. I don't know what entertainment company I should sign with, but I have a friend who seems to know someone. When I successfully sign the company, I will tell you! Xiao, good night!"

"OK, good night."

Xiao Ji, who had just said good night, had no intention of going to sleep, but instead turned on his optical brain and contacted Fang Lance.

"Tsk tsk, why? The scandal between you and Morris is not enough to refresh the public's impression of you, and you still want to find another female star?" Fang Lance's voice was still a little lazy, but then he became excited, "Why? Are you more interested in our Xiaomang?"

"His name is Zhang Feimang."

"Hey, you haven't seen a real person yet, so you won't let me call you Xiaoman?"

……

Zhang Feimang decided to go to Iser's place and have an interview with him. He had to quickly enter the entertainment industry and earn more money.

The mermaid's body is in urgent need of water, and if it survives on one or two bottles of water every few days, something may go wrong, after all, sometimes the itching under the skin will be so strong.What if it goes on like this and turns into dried fish?

From practicing the piano in the morning to the evening, Zhang Feimang received the news from Yiser that the other party wanted to pick him up to attend a small banquet in the entertainment industry.Zhang Feimang jumped up from the bed in shock, and Iser immediately sent another message:

"I'm downstairs in the rescue center right now, come down first."

So fast.

Zhang Feimang didn't have time to react, so he put on his clothes, and he saw a dark blue speeding car, and Iser was standing beside the car.

He was wearing a white shirt and black suit without a single wrinkle on his clothes, his blond hair was neatly brushed back, and his eyes were smiling under rimless glasses.Seeing Zhang Feimang coming down, he raised his hand and waved it, then leaned over and opened the car door:

"You're here, Feimang."

"Well... you are so fast, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon, I, I didn't prepare anything."

Iser smiled gently, let Zhang Feiman into the car first, and sat beside him.He first said to Zhang Feimang that it was all right, and then said to the driver:

"Go to Fang's Tailoring Workshop."

Turning around and seeing Zhang Feimang blinking those blue eyes, a little anxious and full of trust, Iser felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart, and he brought the snacks on the car to Zhang Feimang:

"You don't need to prepare, we will cut a suit for you. Today is a private party held by the little princess of the Lin family. There are many famous celebrities in the entertainment industry and some musicians. You will definitely like it."

"Iser... you are so amazing, how could you have such an opportunity?"

Zhang Feimang really wanted to ask, he was so lucky that he broke into a family randomly and met a good person like Yiser who could help him enter the entertainment industry.

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