[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

On the way back, Zhengyu kept hesitating, should he call Xue Gongcan?They haven't been in touch for almost a month.

fight?Don't you want to fight?

While hesitating, Zhengyu had already dialed the number, but what he heard was a notification that the line was busy.

Flint who met the red light looked at him, "A confidante?"

Zheng Yu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Where is it?" He called several times as he spoke, but the line was still busy, so he had to give up, "My brother, peak tourist season, peak season for negotiations, hehe, he must be very busy."

Flint nodded and teased himself, "Yes, look, how leisurely we prodigal sons are~"

Zheng Yu smiled, "Old prodigal son."

Flint squinted at him, stepped on the gas pedal, "Little prodigal."

When the phone rang, Zhengyu picked it up almost reflexively, and the caller twitched at the corner of his mouth mockingly, adjusted his mood, and said cheerfully, "Ferranante, do you want to congratulate me on my discharge from the hospital?"

Flint glanced at him, but said nothing.

Ferranante came over with a smiling voice, "Yes, because someone is nervous, so I propose to go to the concert tomorrow night, how about it?"

Zhengyu nodded, "Okay," then asked Flint, "Hey old prodigal son, shall we go to the concert together?"

Flint chuckled and shook his head, "Forget it, I've already researched it yesterday, the concert will be at ten o'clock in the evening this time, I don't have so much energy as an old man."

Zheng Yu shrugged, "What a pity."

Ferranante said, "Then, tomorrow night I will drive a pumpkin carriage to meet you, Your Excellency."

Zheng Yu couldn't help but laughed, "Then, do I need to wear crystal shoes or something? Or hold a fluorescent tube in my hand as a magic wand?"

Flint on the other side made him laugh, too, his short beard bouncing.

Ferranant also laughed, "Of course, I mean, if you want."

Zhengyu wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said seriously, "Forget it, you are also a public figure, so I won't help you win tomorrow's satirical headlines."

Ferranante sounded very sorry. "Oh, is it? What a pity."

The two hung up the phone happily, and Flint immediately joked, "Oh, I'm so old. Old men are not welcome at all. You kid has never smiled so happily at me."

"Nonsense," Zheng Yu said seriously, "Last month, when you accidentally got dye on your beard and couldn't wash it off for a whole day, I was going crazy laughing."

Flint asked with a smile, "Well, I'm a good friend, isn't it?" After finishing, he added, "Of course, also your friend."

Zheng Yu smiled, "Very good, quite good."

"Won't you be in a good mood with him?" Flint asked naturally, "although it's scary at first, isn't it?"

Zheng Yu smiled again and nodded, "Pretty accurate, this is really a very connotative guy, well, it seems that getting along with him will make you feel very happy and at ease."

Flint turned to look at him, and asked very seriously, "Really happy?"

"Huh?" Zhengyu, who had a weird intuition but couldn't tell what was wrong, glanced at him and asked in doubt, "Is it not possible?"

Flint shook his head, "No, ahem, you know, he is also my recommendation, if this is a hateful and annoying bad guy, how much I should blame myself."

Zheng Yu laughed and said, "Come on, if this guy is really so bad, you wouldn't be friends with him, would you?"

Flint also laughed when he heard that, and nodded, "That's right, hey, so my vision of people is still trustworthy."

"Yes, yes, your eyes are as bright as a torch."

"What are you talking about? Are you bullying me because you can't understand Chinese?"

"Hey look at the road! Compliment you!"

"Really? Oh, then say a few more words."

"Ahem, that one, with piercing eyes, unique insight, discerning everything"

Going to the concert naturally has to be dressed decently, not as loose as usual. Zhengyu opened the closet, picked up a small silver-gray suit from a large number of formal clothes, and matched it with a matching shirt, bow tie, and sleeves. Buttons, leather shoes, and a little tidying up of hair, stood in front of the mirror, and couldn't help but narcissistically said, "Oh, you are really handsome."

The car horn blared outside, Zhengyu hurriedly grabbed his coat, put it on, and walked out.It's getting colder, and even if it rarely snows, Florence needs warmth at night.

Thinking of this, Zhengyu was sincerely grateful that he was a man. Think about it, those ladies who have to wear revealing clothes once they attend a formal occasion, how cold their bare, exposed legs are under wrapping.

Outside were three cars with a limousine as the center. Ferranante in a black suit stood quietly on the side of the road, as if he wanted to blend in with the dark background, giving him a sense of loneliness and fierce beauty.

Looking at Zhengyu who was getting closer, Ferranant couldn't help frowning, "I don't like you wearing it like this."

Zheng Yu was startled, lowered his head to check, "Huh?" Nothing wrong, right?

Ferranante sighed sadly, and stretched out his hands to straighten his neat bow tie, "You are so beautiful like this," and then added, sourly, "Everyone doesn't look at me anymore."

Zhengyu laughed loudly, and lightly punched him, "Come on, no matter how you look at it, you are still a shining diamond king, and countless beauties are waiting to pounce on you like moths! "

Ferranante got into the car and looked at him with a smile, "Then, does Zhengyu feel hot with the flame so close?"

Zheng Yu laughed, "I'm not a moth."

Ferranante nodded, "Of course, you are the sun, the sun that countless people fall for."

Zheng Yu asked casually, "So what about you? Are you also falling for the sun?"

Ferranante looked at him seriously and asked, "What do you think?"

The eyes are too close, Zhengyu can clearly see his long and curly eyelashes that are enough to make women jealous, and the charming brilliance in his pupils, which is as charming as the finest broken diamonds. Heavy stuff.

Subconsciously don't start, Zhengyu coughed a few times, "Let's go, it's time to be late."

Ferranante looked at him quietly again, sat up straight, and softly said to the driver in front, "Let's go."

In front of the music hall, it looks like a famous car exhibition is being held. Given the fame of the band and conductor performing this time, many audience members are faces that can be seen in major media, so many journalists with sensitive sense of smell are gathered here Here, there are quite a few long guns and short cannons erected in mid-air.

After getting off the car, Zhengyu couldn't help laughing, "Ferlanant, thank you this time, I heard it's hard to get a ticket."

Ferranant turned his face slightly, full of unspeakable charm, "It's easy to say."

Ferranante has always been one of the favorites of various media in Italy, but given his aura of repelling people thousands of miles away and his elusive whereabouts, there are not many opportunities to capture him.

And Mr. Xu Zhengyu is a new star in the art world who has been in the limelight in recent years. He has made amazing achievements at a young age. In addition, he has never stopped all kinds of lace news, and he also occupies a place in the hearts of various media.

It's hard not to cause a sensation when these two handsome men and topical characters with different styles stand together.

So almost immediately, there was a little commotion at the scene. Reporters abandoned their current interviewees one after another, scrambling to come rushing in with their microphones in hand. The cameramen carried heavy machinery and walked like flying. You pushed and shoved each other to seize the advantage. terrain.

Ferranante's subordinates quickly formed a circle and firmly protected the two protagonists in the center. The next moment, a microphone that was as lush as a jagged grove came in without fear of death.

"Mr. Bryce, do you have any new investment intentions recently?"

"Mr. Bryce, I heard that your group and the government have secretly entered into the third round of negotiations on the supply contract for military products in the coming year. Does this mean that the country will have a lot of policy changes?"

"Mr. Brith, there are eyewitnesses claiming that they saw a vehicle with your company logo passing by when the shooting happened last month. How would you explain this?"

"Mr. Xu Zhengyu, is the rumor that you attempted suicide true? Is it because of emotional frustration? Or are you really exhausted like the rumors?"

"Mr. Xu Zhengyu, I heard that you couldn't bear the stimulation because your girlfriend was robbed of love and your child was miscarried. Is that true?"

"I heard that Asians have very low acceptance of unmarried pregnancies. Mr. Xu Zhengyu, does your family know that you do this?"

"Excuse me, are you two together?"

All the hustle and bustle dissipated in an instant, the scene was silent, and the faint sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Everyone looked at the pioneer who was struggling to the center and yelled out such an explosive question: Oh, it's a woman, a strange woman with green eyes.

At this moment she is not alone, not alone!Countless people in the industry who are eager to gossip and seek knowledge about clues and news stand with her!

Everyone took a step back nervously, but stared at the protagonist in anticipation. The cameraman is ready!Mic ready!Recorder ready!

A little bit, even a little bit of ambiguous news is enough to keep one's job temporarily!

After the first question was asked, Zheng Yu's smile froze, and he lost the interest in answering, but he didn't go out for a few days, the world changed too fast!

His brain was buzzing, unable to support his forehead, and the questions that had been seriously distorted after being completely guessed just now were constantly echoing in his mind, and they were far away from the facts.

The little bits of truth that were originally negligible have been crazily distorted by countless people, and they are rushing towards the direction that deviates from the facts, gradually drifting away, and finally become like a ball of yarn scratched by a wild cat. It's a dead lump.

Oh godlike imagination!

Ferranante patted Zhengyu's shoulder comfortingly, a sly light flashed in his eyes, before he could recover, he hugged Zhengyu's shoulder firmly, and then slightly pressed his other hand into the void , the only remaining whispers have disappeared without a trace accompanied by uniform gasps.

"Zhengyu is still very weak, please don't disturb us."

Then Ferranant maintained the posture of wrapping his arms, half-hugging and half-holding Zheng Yu, who obviously hadn't recovered.

After a short death-like silence, all kinds of exclamations and howls almost tore the night apart.

"Oh God!"

"Oh my god! Did you take a picture?!"

"Uh, sorry, too shocked, forgot to press the shutter"

"Maria, it's really, really, so touching!!!"

"Hey editor-in-chief? Change the headline! Just use "Beep, Silent Comfort""