Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

The light outside the window shone obliquely on the side of Yan Feiran's face, making half of his face hidden in the shadows.Tired from playing the drums, the roots of my hair were soaked in sweat, and the black hair on the forehead had a messy beauty.

He took a step forward, looked at Sheng Jin with burning eyes and asked, "Why, Boss Sheng is in a difficult situation?"

Sheng Jin felt bitter in his heart, pursed his lips, made the most difficult choice in his life, and said harshly: "Okay, from today onwards, I will not interfere with your freedom. There are still two years left in the contract with Canying. If you want to terminate the contract early, I agree."

Rather than not being able to appear in front of his eyes, Sheng Jin would rather endure Yan Feiran's departure.

After all, he walked out quickly.I was afraid that if I was a step too late, I would regret such a decision.

Yan Feiran stood where he was, looked at Sheng Jin's hasty figure, and suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

On the Internet, #燕飞然说他被狗吃了# has not yet faded away, another news related to Yan Feiran rushed to the headlines - Xuan Yan Feiran, the finale official of the National Idol.

The recording of the program is imminent, and besides Yan Feiran, the other three instructors have already made official announcements.Now, just taking advantage of the popularity of Yan Feiran's new topic, add another fire to gain the greatest attention and influence.

The rhythm of this official announcement was jointly formulated by Cui Xiaoru and the program team.In addition to promoting the program, it can also take advantage of the trend to suppress the unfavorable rumors about Yan Feiran, killing two birds with one stone.

As soon as the news came out, countless fans went crazy for it.

In the urgently made official announcement poster, Yan Feiran is wearing a red glossy silk shirt. The fabric is soft and soft, which neutralizes his beautiful facial features and adds a romantic touch to his willful and free-spirited temperament. grace.

The corners of his slightly raised lips seemed to be a smile but not a smile, matching his careless eyes.It is clear that the red clothes are like fire, but he is as cold as ice.Such a strong contrast makes his temperament mysterious, just one glance, and you will fall into his personal charm.

In the comment area, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Red clothes, red clothes!He is the most suitable person for red I have ever seen, bar none!The skin is really white to glow! 】

【Yan Feiran Holding Face and Killing Series, awsl】

It wasn't until the evening that the fans regained their rational thinking.

【Very good!We have been able to see the fresh Yan Feiran for so long]

[I haven't watched this ancient draft show for several years, and restarted the TV for Yan Feiran]

[Registration guide for "National Idol" live audience, sisters who are close to him, go and see him! 】

[Spring in Hangzhou is here! 】

For fans, being able to see Yan Feiran on the show is the greatest happiness.At the request of the program group, Yan Feiran logged into her account and reposted the official announcement blog. After browsing the comment section, she felt better.

Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, this sentence really makes sense.

The next day, he had a rare late sleep, packed his things a little, and rushed to the airport with Xia Lu who came to pick him up.

He had to leave the imperial capital for three months, which made him feel inexplicably relaxed, and he even hummed a song along the way.Recognized at the airport, he also smiled and waved to people.

"Boss, keep a low profile." Xia Lu reminded him by tugging on his sleeve, "It's just the two of us, if we get stuck, we won't be able to catch the plane."

The recording will start tomorrow, and Cui Xiaoru will bring Zhou Qinqin and An Dong to join them.On this trip, only Xia Lu was with him.

"What's the matter? Sit in the next class!" Yan Feiran was in a light mood, seeing a camera looking at him, and even made a pose.

Xia Lu only felt bald.

My boss is very nice and doesn't put on airs, unlike some artists who would call and shout at their assistants.It is this temperament that is unpredictable and can do anything.

At this moment, Xia Lu wailed in his heart: Boss, do you have the self-consciousness to be a top class? !He dragged Yan Feiran and ran all the way, and entered the VIP lounge as if fleeing for his life.

Yan Feiran sat down on the sofa, took the time to tidy up his clothes, and teased him: "What are you afraid of? They are all human, so they will eat me up?"

Xia Lu looked at him with a sad face, nodded and said: "It's really possible." He really wanted to ask: Boss, have you not seen those tiger and wolf words sent by your fans.

Before Yan Feiran's plane landed, his photos at the airport had already been posted on the Internet.

Are you smiling so happily because you can finally leave me?

Sheng Jin firmly grasped the pen in his hand, staring at Yan Feiran on the computer screen intently.He had only left for less than half a day, and his longing had already become a sea.

"National Idol" is a talent show, but also a reality show.

Dozens of young people who dream of becoming stars work hard on the show, and there is not much camera time for each of them.In the pre-recording, the mentor's shot is more important than them.

After all, these strange young faces have not yet begun to show their talents, and the ratings of the program group mainly come from celebrity mentors, especially Yan Feiran, who is the most popular among them.

From the moment he arrived at the recording site, a photographer followed him throughout the process, capturing every scene of him and forming material for post-editing.

There are still about two weeks between recording and broadcasting of the program. In order to monetize Yan Feiran's traffic and attract more viewers, the program team planned a live broadcast of "National Idol Tea Party".

Like the title, this is really a tea party in an outdoor garden.

The host was all smiles, and said the opening remarks enthusiastically: "Welcome everyone to watch "National Idol Tea Party"! As the guests of this issue, we have invited four celebrity mentors, are you looking forward to it?"

The climate in Hangzhou is suitable, the sun shines through the clouds, and the roses sway gently in the wind.The white European-style tables and chairs are paired with transparent and exquisite glass tea sets, and delicious and beautiful desserts, creating an extremely romantic atmosphere.

Yan Feiran's name frantically brushed up on the bullet screen, flying across the screen densely, and the other three names occasionally disappeared in a flash.

The four star mentors, the other three are Zhou Zihua, a senior in the music industry who has debuted for more than 20 years, Cui Jun, who is famous for singing and dancing in the boy group, and Meng Xingyue, who is the best singer among actors.

These three are not as popular as Yan Feiran, but they still occupy a place in their respective fields.After all, it is an old-fashioned talent show, and the lineup of celebrity mentors invited is considerable.

After the host's introduction, the camera turned and came to the place where everyone got off.According to the arrangement of the program group, the order of arrival of the four people was arranged according to the official announcement, and Yan Feiran was the last to arrive.

When the car carrying Yan Feiran came to a stop, he had just stepped out of the car, and screams immediately appeared on the screen.

Today he is wearing a tailored white suit, like a walking luminous body.After careful grooming, every cell in his body is interpreting the word "handsome".

Smiling towards the camera, Yan Feiran walked forward.

【Ah, I can't stand his laughing!Too beautiful! 】

[Ordinary walking, this is too handsome!Today is another day when Yan Feiran killed him]

[Zai Zai's eyes are so beautiful, and he also roars with his hands]

【He suits the white suit so well, Mr. Yourself】

[I laughed in front, I said last time that he is suitable for wearing a red dress]

【I just want to ask, are there any clothes that don't suit Yan Feiran?Height, legs, straight shoulders, and a natural hanger. 】

While chatting vigorously in the barrage, a strange man suddenly appeared in the camera.

He was wearing a black suit that looked very expensive, holding a large bouquet of fiery red roses in his hand, standing at the entrance of the garden, looking at Yan Feiran who was walking towards him with a smile.

The classic two-color combination of black and red makes this person very eye-catching.What's more, his eye sockets are deep, his nose bridge is high, and he has three-dimensional facial features that only mixed blood has.Although not as ridiculously handsome as Yan Feiran, he is still a handsome man with elegant manners.

The barrage suddenly exploded:

[Who is this? 】

【star?Little fresh meat?It doesn't look like it, it's pretty handsome. 】

[Surprise arranged by the program group? 】

【may be……】

The people in front of the screen were discussing, but Yan Feiran paused before continuing to walk forward.This person is Fang Xu.

The good mood that lasted for several days disappeared in this instant.

Fang Xu blocked the entrance, making it impossible for Yan Feiran to turn a blind eye.

The host tried hard to maintain a smile on his face, and asked the on-site coordinator with his eyes desperately outside the camera: Who is this?How would it appear here?This was not the recording process he had seen before.

The staff at the scene were also puzzled, and they all spread their hands to express that they didn't know.

Yan Feiran brushed the black hair on his forehead with his hands, calmed down his mood, took the flowers that Fang Xu handed over, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

This is live!

Disgust flashed in Yan Feiran's eyes, he hates people who don't distinguish between public and private.Relying on his own privilege to appear here, Fang Xu has crossed the line.

Fang Xu smiled lowly, and said: "I can't contact you, so I have to come here. Why, you won't forget what you promised me?"

Because it was a tea party, neither the artist nor the host wore headsets.Except for the host holding the microphone, the conversations of other people rely on the on-site radio equipment to be heard by the audience.

Fang Xu's unexpected appearance caught everyone at the scene by surprise.The radio engineer hurriedly removed the radio microphone that was held high in his hands, and the voices of the two were kept low, so that they were not heard by the audience in front of the screen.

But even if he couldn't hear the sound, Fang Xu was dressed in black and Yan Feiran was dressed in white, holding a large bouquet of red roses in his arms.

The two stood at the gate of the lush garden, Fang Xu looked down at Yan Feiran with a gentle smile, more romantic than the most romantic movie.

[Send flowers?This is our suitor? 】

[It's not easy to catch up with the live broadcast!Does anyone know who this is? 】

[Ah, ah, the two of you are so sweet!Knock it, knock it]

[One face matches one face, please get married in place! 】

[I didn't expect that one day, I would be able to knock on Yan Feiran's real CP]

Seeing the discussion on the screen getting more and more joyous, Sheng Jin put his phone on the table with a dark face, ignoring the startled people in the conference room, and told his assistant: "Book me a flight to Hangzhou at the fastest time. , I'm leaving now."

The assistant hurriedly agreed, and went out to arrange the itinerary for Sheng Jin.

The meeting was forced to be interrupted, Sheng Jin hurriedly ordered: "You guys continue to discuss, I will see the minutes of the meeting when I get off the plane."

"Boss Sheng has another big project?" Watching Sheng Jin walk out, one of the directors quietly asked the secretary.

The secretary didn't know either, so he slurred a few words and dealt with them ambiguously.

Recently, Mr. Sheng has become less and less like him.There has never been such a thing as an interruption to a meeting before.