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Feng Nan, who fled all the way, hurried to the company's practice room as soon as he came out of the hotel.

Two weeks ago, he was discovered by the company's agent Chen Jian, so he was tricked into signing a contract and abducted in.According to Chen Jian, if he was born with this appearance, he would just stand there, and a lot of money would flow to him. Of course, the premise is that he must be a gentleman who understands current affairs.

However, Feng Nan is really an elm-headed person, no matter how soft or hard he is, he doesn't agree.

Although in the entertainment industry, there are very few people who look as elegant and refined as him, but it is the entertainment industry after all, and there are many good-looking ones.

After coming and going, Chen Jian lost his patience.According to the pre-arrangement of the contract, throw him in the practice room and put him together with some trainees who have just arrived.

To put it nicely is to cultivate, to put it bluntly, it is to pick you up and find that it is not suitable, and then let you fend for yourself.

With the contract in hand, a paper contract, and they are hanging on to prevent them from leaving, thinking that there may be some miracle in the future to make money again.But most of these people in the practice room on the bottom floor of Last Star Entertainment, who can make a splash, have never appeared so far.

Feng Nan knew that this was not the solution, and he was currently trying to find a way to invalidate the contract and leave here to find another way out.

Last night, being drunk and sent to someone else's bed was already a big loss.Although he eats|sex|sexuality|sexuality, it is not his style to be casual.

But he has already done everything, and he won't say anything, after all...I was also... very happy last night.

He opened the door of the practice room, and there was silence inside the door.Before opening the door, he clearly heard various sounds through the door with poor sound insulation.

There were seven or eight people in the practice room, and they all stopped when he opened the door.

Feng Nan raised his eyelids, looked around roughly, and found that their eyes were all on him.

For the past two weeks, he has been alone and rarely talks to anyone.Sometimes, because of the sense of presence, I received more or less inexplicable glances from them, but I haven't looked at them as neatly as I do now.

Some of these eyes are disdainful, some are envious, some are jealous...Looking into the clothes along the red spots on the neck.

The atmosphere in the small practice room is a bit weird.It's also really strange that they were among the people who drank alcohol yesterday, but this kind of scene will appear when they come back today.

Feng Nan glanced around, his expression remained still, and he lowered his eyes to do his own thing.He walked to his cabinet, opened it, and didn't find his things.

Just at this time, Zenier came in, breaking the silence and embarrassment in the room.

As soon as he saw Feng Nan, he showed a happy expression, and ran towards Feng Nan with a small black bag in his arms, "So you are really back, I brought back the bag you left at the bar yesterday. It rang several times. By the way, brother, are you really the same as Mr. Luo?"

Zenier stared blankly at him with wide peach blossom eyes, waiting for his answer.

Looking at those big pure eyes, Feng Nan suddenly didn't know what to say, he had sex with someone yesterday, but he didn't know if it was Mr. Luo.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Cen Ni suddenly understood and nodded: "Understood brother, answer the phone!" Jiu Yuan's bell rang in due time.

Cen Nier was the one who played better with Feng Nan among these people. He was a fair and clean boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a round baby face, innocent and harmless like a little sheep.

Feng Nan is indifferent to everyone, but even if he is treated indifferently, this little sheep will still cling to him, with a cute face, and say to him every day, "Brother, does this dress look good?" Isn't this dance step perfect?" "No matter who gets popular between us in the future, we can't ignore each other"...

At first, Feng Nan wondered why someone would talk to him so tirelessly, but after getting acquainted with him for a while, it was like that.

Everyone present knew what they did last night, some of them were still there, and then spread the word so that everyone in the practice room knew why Feng Nan didn't come home all night, including Cennier.

However, it was still the same from Zenier to before, and he didn't look at Feng Nan with the eyes of those people, which made Feng Nan a little relieved.

"Thank you." Feng Nan took the bag and took out his phone, still laughing.

What makes me laugh is that it’s already in the 21st century, but there are still people using Nokia, and it’s still a Nokia that’s been used for many years because it’s broken at the corners, and I sold myself yesterday, and I haven’t thrown it away yet.

Looking at the phone, the caller showed Father Feng.The Nokia mobile phone Feng Nan used was given to him by Father Feng.

Feng Nan's original name was not Feng Nan.

More than a month ago, Feng Nan, who was completely naked and passed out by the side of the reservoir, was seen by Feng's father who came out to work, and took him home with the mentality that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

As a result, when the person woke up, he asked three questions, which made Feng Mu a little worried.

There are four members of the Feng family, two husband and wife and one son and one daughter. The daughter is about to graduate from college, and the son is still in junior high school. The family is already struggling to live on Feng Mu's meager salary. I'm afraid I can't afford to add more people. .

After thinking about it left and right, he wanted to send him to the police station, but was stopped by Father Feng's wife.

Father Feng has been honest for most of his life, and all the big and small things around him are decided by her.She saw that Feng Nan was fine-skinned, tender-skinned, fair-skinned and beautiful, with a refined demeanor. He might be a son of a rich family, so she wanted to keep him no matter what.

If a family member comes here in the future, or if you suddenly remember who you are, you will not be rewarded one by one.Besides, if you keep it at home, you can go out to create wealth and subsidize your family if you have hands and feet.

So he spent tens of dollars from street vendors to buy a few documents needed for life, recognized Feng Mu as his godfather, officially became a member of the Feng family, and named him Feng Nan.

Feng Nan ignored them who were watching the play, nodded to Cen Nier and went out to call Father Feng back.

Feng Nan is used to answering the phone now, such a call will come almost every three days, and as soon as the call is connected, he will say, "Godmother, what happened?"

Godmother: "Ah, Nannan! Have you eaten yet? Mom made your favorite cabbage. Would you like to send it to you later?"

It's long past lunch time, and I asked this question because of a mere cabbage, how could Feng Nan not know the drunkenness.

Apart from practicing and training in the company, Feng Nan just runs in this place and that place, and the bill is calculated on a daily basis. Every day is counted as a day, and then handed in every three days.

Feng Nan didn't care about money and things. He lived in the company's dormitory and had little to eat. If they wanted the rest, he would give it to them. After all, it was a fact that Father Feng saved his life back then.

The contract Feng Nan signed with the company didn't make his debut and he didn't get any salary. He also went out to work outside of practice.But these two days, I didn't earn much... Feng Nan thought for a while and said, "Godmother, maybe next week. The company is too busy to work as a temporary worker these two days."

"Hey, Mom can still urge you to pay me. I'm so confused, then you should work hard." Soon, after hearing this sentence, only the busy tone remained in my ears.

Feng Nan is cold by nature, or in other words, he doesn't care too much about feelings.Naturally, she took Feng's mother's attitude as a matter of course, and even after Cennier felt that these originally indifferent interpersonal relationships were the reality, and Cennier was just an exception.

He turned around and prepared to go back to the practice room to get his bag, when the bell rang again, showing that it was still Father Feng, but this time when he got connected, before Feng Nan could speak first, a cry came from the other side.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"Godmother, don't cry, brother... what happened to Feng Qiang?" He overcame a lot of mentality to be called godfather and godmother, but he still couldn't call him younger sister or younger brother.

"Your brother woo woo woo, you smashed him up, his whole head is covered in blood and now he's in the hospital... I'll go to the hospital now, hey, our family can't even pay for it!"

Feng Nan: "...I see, godmother, don't worry. You send me the address of the hospital first."

Mother Feng on the opposite side sniveled and burst into tears, and quickly responded: "Hey, please!" After hanging up the phone, she didn't expect that the school teacher would suddenly come to the door and say that her son would smash her up. Still in the hospital, Dang even called Feng Nan and then Feng Mu before rushing to the hospital with red eyes.

Feng Nan put the phone back into his pocket, returned to get his bag, bid farewell to Cen Nier, and hurried away again.

Shan Jun, who had just come out of the conference room, and Luo Shenghai, who was still standing beside him with a vague expression, happened to see the back of Feng Nan who was trotting out the door.

A cotton shirt as white as snow, and a pair of plain slacks, simply set off the tall and tall figure of the whole person, with an innate sense of coldness, bringing out the wind and wind Picked up his short hair.

Fluffy, cold and arrogant, a complex combination.

All of this, together with the clearly visible patchwork of plum blossoms on the neck, all fell into Shan Jun's eyes.