The Entertainment Circle is Mine

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The movement here quickly aroused the onlookers of passers-by, who stood and pointed.

Fatty probably couldn't afford to lose this person, or maybe he was frightened by Cen Feng's look just now, his face changed several times, and in the end he didn't say anything, glared at him fiercely, turned around and hurried away.

Cen Feng retracted his gaze, swept his eyes down and looked up at Xu Zhexing, who was staring blankly at him, turned and walked back to pick up the guitar on the ground and put it back in the box.

Xu Zhaixing finally came back to his senses, rubbed it carefully, pursed his lips, and asked tightly, Brother, do you still remember me?

Cen Feng glanced at her and put the installed guitar on his back.

She rubbed her palm against the corner of her clothes, and reminded nervously in a low voice, Last fall, you played the piano here and bought me a cup of milk tea...

The voice became smaller and smaller, and an annoyed look appeared on his face.

It was just too impulsive!

Let Aidou see such a sturdy side of her, and all the good impressions are gone, woo woo woo.

Cen Feng put his guitar on his back, put his hands in his trouser pockets, bowed his back slightly, and looked down at the little girl in front of him.

She was so thickly dressed that she was round and round, with a red scarf going from her neck to her chin. She also wore a furry hat with two red fox ears on top of it, which was blown back and forth by the night wind. .

Only half of his face was exposed, reddened by the cold night, his eyelashes were covered with fine snowflakes, the roots were distinct, his eyes were bright and clear, and when he smiled, it curved into the shape of a crescent moon.

He said lightly in her annoyed look: Remember.

Her eyes lit up, her little face was flushed, and her voice was full of excitement: Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, this time I'll invite you to drink milk tea?

It's still snowing.

His fingers in his trouser pockets trembled, and it took him a long time to answer lightly, Yeah.

Xu Zhexing was overjoyed, and followed him to the milk tea shop not far away. She looked at the signature menu, turned her head and asked, Brother, what do you like to drink?

Of course she knew his tastes, but she still carefully sought his advice.

Cen Feng looked at the night surrounded by flying snow: Whatever.

Xu Zhaixing shouted to the boss very proudly: Boss! Two cups of caramel milk tea with red beans and pearls! Very sweet! It needs to be hot!

Aidou likes to eat sweets, and milk tea is very sugary. Although caramel and red beans are very sugary, it will make people tired, but if you like it, everyone follows the same style of get, it doesn't matter how sweet or fat.

Cen Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked down at her.

Xu Zhexing paid the money, restrained his pounding heart, and tried his best to behave normally. After the boss made the milk tea, put it in a straw and handed it over, and took a sip happily.

Almost got swept up in the past.

At this time, even milk tea is not as good as it will be in the future!

She swallowed hard, and secretly glanced at Cen Feng, who was biting the straw with the same expression, and asked, Brother, is it delicious?

Cen Feng said, It's delicious.

Xu Zhaixing: ...

Sure enough, it is my very sweet idol!

He said it was delicious, but when he drank it again, he didn't really feel that it was so unpleasant to drink.

Xu Zhexing was drinking honey in his heart, holding the milk tea and drinking it, and followed behind him step by step. Not long after walking, Cen Feng paused and turned to look at her: Aren't you going home?

Only then did she wake up from the honey, and quickly took two steps back: Yes, yes!

Although she had a lot of things she wanted to ask him, and wanted to tell him that she should take good care of herself and not feel wronged, she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

Cen Feng has withdrawn his sight: Thank you for the milk tea.

Xu Zhaixing shook his head, trying to keep his voice light: No thanks! Go back quickly, it's cold outside!

Cen Feng nodded, turned and left, and before taking a few steps, the girl's well-behaved voice came from behind: Brother, I will come here tomorrow night to listen to your singing.

He didn't respond.

When I got back to the dormitory, my roommates were already asleep.

The place where he lives now is the trainee dormitory arranged by the company. There are four people in total, each of whom has a separate room. Cen Feng didn't turn on the light, and when he walked to the door of his room, the door to the corridor was opened from the outside to the inside.

Yin Chang was wearing pajamas, his hair was messy, Junxiu's facial features seemed harmless to humans and animals, and his voice came over with the lights in his house: Brother, why did you come back so late today?

Cen Feng ignored him, opened his door and walked in, put down the guitar, took off his clothes and changed his shoes.

Yin Chang followed, Pestle looked at him at the door, and finally said with determination: Brother, I heard Brother Niu at the company today that he is coming to trouble you. I heard that he is facing you. Being late and leaving early, and not training to go out and sing is very dissatisfied.

He looked at Cen Feng disapprovingly: Brother, why have you changed so much this year? Don't you want to debut?

Cen Feng put on a black vest and slippers, and put a towel around his neck. The exposed arms and calves were clearly defined, and he compared the soft and thin Yin Chang.

He glanced at him lightly: Are you done? Go out when you're done.

Yin Chang blushed from his choking.

He has shown goodwill several times without getting a good word from Cen Feng. After all, he is young, his eyes can't hide things, his face still looks aggrieved, but his eyes are full of malice.

Cen Feng has no watch

Love, walked sideways from the door, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Yin Chang took two deep breaths and shouted at his back: Cen Feng! Even if you are dissatisfied with the company, you don't have to vent on me, right? I take your brother, what do you think of me?!

His answer was the sound of the bathroom door closing.

Immediately after the sound of water rushing, the person inside didn't seem to take his words to heart at all. No matter what he said or did, he couldn't get a look from the other party.

Yin Chang recalled the time when they first came to the company two years ago. He and Cen Feng were from the same group of trainees, and they were in the same dormitory. Cen Feng was one year older than him. He called his brother obediently, and Cen Feng really took care of him as his younger brother.

Let him do everything, think of him everything. Help him correct his pronunciation, accompany him to practice dancing, help him buckle the movements that he does not know, and his ligaments are not good, so Cen Feng lifts his legs to help him press it little by little.

Someone in the company called his motherfucker, Cen Feng waved his fist and went up to help him fight.

The teenage boy, facing a group of people by himself, is not wrong. The corner of his mouth was swollen by the other side, and he smiled and comforted him: Don't be afraid, they won't dare to talk about it in the future.

At that time, he really regarded Cen Feng as his brother and thanked him.

When did it start to taste bad?

When the dance teacher unabashedly praised Cen Feng but scolded him for being clumsy, when the vocal teacher praised Cen Feng for his talent but looked at him shaking his head, it was Cen Feng who could play the piano in half a year, and he was still stumbling and practicing bye. song time.

He knew he shouldn't be jealous.

But he couldn't control, those jealous, jealous, resentful emotions, like a fine net, entangled his heart circle by circle, strangling blood.

But he hid it well. While jealous in his heart, he enjoys Cen Feng's care.

until……

until last year.

Cen Feng didn't go to training because of a fever. After he woke up from a sleepy night, his eyes changed.

He seems to have changed into a different person, cold, withdrawn, loner, going his own way, covered in thorns all over his body, so that no one dares to approach him.

Yin Chang thought at first that his own thoughts were detected, and he was in a panic all day long. He pretended to be concerned and carefully tried to please, but no matter what he did, Cen Feng never responded.

He even deliberately clashed with other practitioners, but in the end he only got Cen Feng's indifferent eyes.

Not only did he alienate himself, but he also cut off communication with everyone around him. He began to slack off training, arriving late and leaving early, and even went to the night market to sing like a lunatic.

Brother Niu, who manages the trainees, can't make him restrain himself. They all said that once the best seedlings were ruined like this, the company may give up this person.

While Yin Chang was secretly happy, he was worried that if Cen Feng left, who would help him in the future? What if those who had bullied him came to target him again?

Today, I heard that Brother Niu went to the night market to teach Cen Feng a lesson. He was waiting for Cen Feng to come back to explore his style. Unexpectedly, I still touched a gray nose.

Yin Chang gritted his teeth in anger, but had no choice but to stare at the closed bathroom door for a long time, and finally returned to the room and slammed the door hard.

After taking a shower, Cen Feng returned to his room full of moisture.

There is no floor heating in the dormitory, and the heating in winter relies on the small solar electric heater allocated by the company to the trainees. He doesn't like to use it, the whole room is cold, even the wall lamp is cold.

After drying his hair, he put the money he made today into the savings box, glanced at the mechanical parts and books on the desk, sat on the bed with the computer in his arms, opened the browser, and searched for new mechanical assembly videos.

I kept watching late at night, and when I was about to turn off the computer after exiting the video, a small box popped up in the lower right corner of the browser: You have 99+ blog messages.

Blog?

He paused and clicked the pop-up box.

After their debut, those public accounts were all managed by the company, and even the blogs they had used were all cancelled. After his rebirth, he forgot that he still had a blog account.

The page popped up, and the latest content was a photo of him feeding stray cats last year.

Cen Feng clicked into the message area.

Finally know where the news of 99+ comes from.

It's all an ID called God picks the stars for you.

He scrolled down the page and looked at it one by one. The style of painting at the beginning was normal:

- Eat on time like a kitten

- It's getting dark, it's time to go to bed, don't stay up late, good night

——It's cooling down, is it snowing where you are? Remember to add clothes

——I saw a super beautiful little flower on the side of the road today, I will send it to you!

——I encountered a problem in the math test today! Ah, ah, I can't keep my first grade

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Then it gradually becomes: