The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

Song Yan's agent, Li Hui, said that she really worked hard to help Song Yan find out about the person at the airport before. After asking a lot, she got a lot of information based on a blurry profile photo of the other party.

"He's a professor from the Physics Department of Yue Normal University, his name is Che Shaoqi." Standing in front of Song Yan, Li Hui said everything she had heard.

"teacher?"

"Professor." Li Hui emphasized the other party's title.

"How old is it?" Song Yan was a little surprised, Che Shaoqi obviously looked very young.

"Not as old as you." Li Hui said, "I'm only 27 this year."

Being three years younger than himself, Song Yan was even more surprised. Apart from being surprised, he was full of appreciation: "Not bad, he is a top student."

In fact, Li Hui really wanted to say that having the title of "professor" at such a young age might not be as simple as being a top student, but she still did not deny Song Yan's praise.

"It should be an ordinary passer-by. Maybe he just went to the airport to do business that day?" Li Hui guessed, "I happen to have a classmate who works at Yue Normal University. He said that Che Shaoqi is a man of the year in Yue Normal University. Everyone in the class knows him, even if there is no physics class, it is said that everyone in the school knows him."

"Hmm." Song Yan snorted, signaling Li Hui to continue.

"Students' evaluation of Che Shaoqi is two points. The first point is that he is good-looking."

"What about the second point?" Song Yan raised his head and stared at Li Hui.

Li Hui coughed: "The second point is monotony."

"What?" Song Yan was stunned, not understanding what Li Hui said.

"It is said that Che Shaoqi has never had a girlfriend or boyfriend. Countless students and teachers in the school show love to him openly and secretly, but he doesn't appreciate it at all. To put it nicely, it is called simple-minded." Li Hui helplessly Said, "Besides this, Che Shaoqi is recognized by everyone as addicted to study. He is not in the library, classroom or laboratory. His only entertainment is traveling."

"travel?"

"Yes, so it should be an accident at the airport that day." Li Hui shrugged, "I'm afraid it was just to catch a plane, or something else."

"...I got it." The more I listened, the more I felt that there was a big gap between the two. Song Yan gritted his teeth, grabbed the phone on the coffee table, and while sending a message, he said to Li Hui, "I am here today. No work tonight, right?"

"No, no, but you have to go back and read the script, right? The filming of the new play will start tomorrow." Li Hui reminded him friendly.

Song Yan pretended not to hear it, and stood up directly after sending the message: "My car is parked here, please ask Sister Hui to pick me up for work tomorrow morning."

Li Hui listened and stood there frowning.

Song Yan usually likes to drive to work by herself, and there are only two situations where she is asked to pick her up.The first one is that he is going to play racing, and after playing, he drives the racing car back to the house in the suburbs, and the second one is that he gets drunk.

Tomorrow is filming, and it is the most important start-up. It is impossible for Song Yan to go drinking the day before filming, so it can only be a racing car.

"Are you going to race in Yuecheng Bay?" Li Hui asked him.

Song Yan shook the phone: "I've already made an appointment, let's go now."

"...be careful, don't be photographed by reporters." Li Hui had nothing to say, but told him to be careful.

"No problem." In fact, if you are playing racing during the daytime, if you are photographed by reporters, it is nothing, and you can even get a wave of passers-by. Netizens may be all over the Internet shouting "so handsome", because Song Yan is Those who have passed the racing driver's relevant certificate.But not tonight, one is because tomorrow is filming, and the other is because it is really late today.

Even if he is a national male god, it is not good news to go racing outside late at night.

"Ye Zinan will come to pick me up later, so sister Hui, hurry up and get off work, you have worked hard today." Song Yan said goodbye to Li Hui with a smile.

Li Hui hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I'm leaving. When you get home, tell me you're safe."

"it is good."

After Li Hui left, Song Yan stretched his legs and lay on the sofa staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The school's professors and celebrities, the gap is really not that big.

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Ye Zinan arrived at the entrance of the "Shifa Culture" building half an hour later. Before he got out of the car, the security guard at the gate of Shifa Culture recognized Ye Zinan in the car by his license plate number.

"Master Ye, why are you here?"

Ye Zinan pushed open the car door, leaned against the station wearing sunglasses: "Pick me up."

When the security guard at the door heard these two words, he immediately thought of Song Yan who was still in the company.

Ye Zinan and Song Yan have known each other for 11 years. Both of them used to be trainees of the Performing Arts Department of Shifa Culture, and later debuted at the same time.Because the play is completely opposite, the two people will basically not conflict in film and television resources.

Song Yan is the kind of person who has capital and conceit, and Ye Zinan is the same. As the only son of the chairman of Shifa Culture, he is the prince who says nothing in this entertainment circle.From the early days when they didn't like each other, they didn't know each other when they didn't fight, and they really became close friends.

Song Yan walked out of the building wearing a hat, fist bumped Ye Zinan who was standing next to the station, and glanced into the car again: "Did you bring Lu Shang with you today?"

"No, he can't play racing, and if he vomits later, he will settle with me, which is a disappointment." Ye Zinan was smiling when he said something critical.

Song Yan felt like being sprinkled with dog food. Ye Zinan received the certificate from Lu Shang two years ago, and the other party was still a good student who was studying in graduate school.

Sitting in the car, Ye Zinan asked him while starting the car: "Why do you want to go racing all of a sudden?"

"It's too busy." Song Yan replied casually.

"...How is it possible? You Song Yan is a busy person." Ye Zinan didn't believe it at all.

Song Yan let out a muffled laugh, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, which school did you say Lu Shang was studying in?"

"Ah? Yue Normal University, what's the matter?" Ye Zinan glanced at him strangely, not understanding why the other party suddenly became interested in Lu Shang's school.

"Master Yue? What a coincidence." Song Yan didn't expect that there would be someone so close to Che Shaoqi.

"What's the matter? Do you know someone at Yueshi University?" Ye Zinan asked him.

"It's not a person I know..." Song Yan muttered for a while, Ren Ye Zinan didn't continue to ask any questions, he didn't want to mention his love to the car to the people around him too early Shaoqi is interested.

Ye Zinan gave him a speechless look, and cursed "crazy".

The car drove all the way to Yuecheng Bay, and the most famous racing track in Yueqiao City was winding up the mountain in front of it. It was also one of the most dangerous racing tracks in Huaguo, because the racing track here had no guardrails.

Normally, this place would not be open for non-regular competitions, but Ye Zinan's father once helped a man surnamed Zeng, and later that man got rich, bought the mountain directly, and designated the mountain as private land.

"Uncle Zeng!" Ye Zinan started to shout after getting out of the car.

"Oh, Xiaoye is here! And Xiao Song, is driving again today?" Uncle Zeng walked out of the house at the foot of the mountain when he heard the shout.

"Yes, let's take a couple laps to relax." Ye Zinan smiled brightly, "How is it? My baby is okay?"

"It's being maintained, don't be negligent." Uncle Zeng said, leading two people into the parking shed not far away.

The parking shed looks like a warehouse from the outside, but the equipment inside is the most advanced and only money can afford it.The sports cars parked in rows are all good things that can't be bought with money.

"Very good." Seeing the shiny body of his red Lamborghini, Ye Zinan almost grinned behind his ears.

Song Yan's car is much more low-key. It is a Pagani Zonda with an all-black body. He doesn't like to drive too flamboyant sports cars.

The distance between the parking shed and the starting point of the racing track has been carefully calculated, which is enough for the car to drive onto the track at the most appropriate time when it starts.

After Uncle Zeng checked the car for the two, he watched them get into the driver's seat respectively.

With the engine started, Song Yan was the first to drive out of the parking shed and drove onto the track by a long way.

Racing is both exciting and prudent, especially on a track like Yuecheng Bay, if you are not careful, you will lose your life, even if you are playing, you have to play with your life.

It has been four years since Song Yan passed the driver's test at the age of 26. He has driven countless times on the Yuecheng Bay Circuit, and every time he was close to death, but he never really confessed his life.

Passing the last bend, a beautiful flick stopped at the end of the mountain, Song Yan brushed his hair that had been blown by the wind, and got out of the car.

Facing the precipice of the cliff and the sound of parking cars following behind him, Song Yan said, "Ye Zinan."

"What are you doing?" Ye Zinan always felt that Song Yan's condition was too good today. The two had competed in the past, but they had never left him five seconds behind like today.

"Are you free in a few days?"

"What nonsense? Am I busy?" Ye Zinan really didn't know what he was busy with.

"If you are free, ask Lu Shang out? I want to have a meal with him." Song Yan leaned on the car and smiled.

Ye Zinan was stunned, the alarm bell rang suddenly in his mind, and the "buzzing" made him dazed: "What do you mean?"

"I want to ask him for some help." Song Yan patted Ye Zinan's shoulder, "Can you help me?"

The stone that had been hanging over his heart finally fell to the ground. If Song Yan hadn't said in time to ask Lu Shang for help, he might have punched him up and knocked him off the cliff.

"What are you busy with?"

"I ran into someone at the airport some time ago."

"Well, then what?"

"At that time, I helped him pick up a hat, and then, I thought it was okay, but it turned out..."

"result?"

"It's been half a month since that day, and I'm still thinking about it. I feel that my state is not right this time." Song Yan pointed to the position of his head, thought for a while, and then pointed to his heart, "I can't tell Is it in your mind or in your heart.”

As a married person, Ye Zinan knew why Song Yan was in this state as soon as he heard it. He laughed and said, "Song Yan, Song Yan, who is it? Knocked you into a rock?"

"You don't care about anyone, let your Lu Shang help me set up a line first." After Song Yan finished speaking, he jumped into the car and drove straight down the mountain after a turn, leaving Ye Zinan with a sigh of relief.