The Entertainment Circle is Mine

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I ate this meal for two hours.

As a gold medal agent in the circle, Wu Zhiyun is best at dealing with these endorsers. After three rounds of drinking, he was soon called a brother. He also sold a hand to the other eight people in the ID group. The new flavor of the juice series must be filmed by the ID group.

After dinner, the group said goodbye at the door. Chen Xing's Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle was already waiting outside, and he sent Cen Feng back to the training room first.

Wu Zhiyun drank alcohol and sat in the co-pilot dozing off. You Tao looked at Cen Feng's personal itinerary in the next few days. Xu Zhaixing and Cen Feng sat in the second row, the car was quiet, and Wu Zhiyun could be heard snoring slightly.

Cen Feng suddenly asked, What are you doing?

Xu Zhexing looked up from his phone, turned his head and replied obediently, I'll make a list for you.

He was a little helpless: Actually, there is no need to do this.

Xu Jiexing shook his head solemnly: I must!

Cen Feng was amused by her small expression: Why?

Because you deserve to be seen by the world.

Xu Zhaixing said righteously: Because this is a duty and obligation as a fan! We enjoy your beauty and figure, and we have to pay the corresponding labor! How can there be a free lunch in the world? Similarly, there is no such thing as a free lunch. The handsome guy! All prostitution is shameless!

Cen Feng: ...

After she finished speaking, she pouted again, and said in a 'you know what I mean' tone: Brother, you didn't participate in the live broadcast this morning, the fans are very disappointed, they haven't seen you for a long time, they all miss you very much. .

Cen Feng was silent for a while, and said slowly in her expectant eyes, Okay, I'll go back tonight and start a live broadcast again.

Xu Zhaixing: !!!

Actually, I just want you to post a selfie!

I can't see that idols are so fond of fans!

Xu Jiexing didn't understand why the real people were all around. He was so excited when he heard that he was going to start a live broadcast. Maybe this was the instinctive reaction of fans for a long time...

You Tao turned around: If you want to start a live broadcast, please post a Weibo preview in advance. I will contact the live broadcast team to prepare.

Cen Feng gave a faint um, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo.

Xu Zhexing's mobile phone quickly received a reminder.

Your little baby Cen Feng is bubbling.

After a few seconds.

Your little darling Cen Feng has posted a blog.

The first time Aidou posted on Weibo, he was next to him, and Xu Zhexing had an indescribable excitement, so he clicked on Weibo to take a look.

——@In Dream-Cen Feng: Live at 9 pm.

As soon as Weibo came out, the whole super talk was boiling:

[Did this man hear our cry! ! ! 】

[Either it is not open for business, and a big one will be opened in one camp! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly ! Finally you are here! 】

[Is it a single-player live broadcast? The kind that wear clothes? ! 】

[Fork out the sister above who speaks the words of tigers and wolves]

[Wuwuwu, he really cares about us. After filming the endorsement, I came back and made up for our live broadcast. Why do I love him so much]

【It's love! Sisters! It's love! 】

【Do not! It's an earth-moving mother's affection! ! ! 】

【baby! Keep this pace of business unchanged! 】

...

It took less than a minute for the Weibo to be posted, and the comments exceeded 10,000. Cen Feng swiped the message and saw that all the words were baby son Mama loves you, his eyelids jumped, and he silently exited Weibo.

Putting away the phone, he tilted his head and glanced at Xu Zhaixing.

She pursed her lips a little excitedly, the corners of her mouth upturned, suppressing the excited little appearance, holding the phone and pressing it quickly.

He suddenly became curious and called her in a low voice, Xu Zhaixing.

Xu Zhexing sat up abruptly and looked at Aidou nervously, just like when Xiao Huangwen was suddenly named by the teacher in class: Huh?

I saw Aidou smiled very gently: What kind of fan are you?

Cub, if you ask this question, you will be seen outside...

Xu Zhexing had an intuition that if he told the truth, he couldn't get out of the car alive today. Don't ask why, ask is the sixth sense.

She showed a very well-behaved smile: Of course I'm a stage fan. I like watching your stage the most.

Cen Feng didn't know whether to believe the answer or not. After looking at her for a long time, he smiled and turned back.

Xu Zhexing picked up the phone again, and secretly glanced at the comments that he had not had time to post after he finished writing, Baby, you are Mama's careful liver! Mama loves you forever, baby kiss! If nothing happened, click send.

When the car drove downstairs to the training room, Xu Zhexing remembered that he still had business to do, and quickly took out the tape measure: Brother, I want to make you a suit and measure your body size?

Cen Feng was a little surprised: Make clothes?

Xu Zhaixing was a little embarrassed: I specially designed it for you.

The clothes designed by designer Chanjuan were taken out and I don't know how many people grabbed them. When they were put in front of him, they seemed to be just small gifts full of fans' wishes and blessings. I hope he can accept them. Cen Feng's heart suddenly felt unbelievably soft.

Well, thank you, he whispered.

In the training room, the rehearsal continued, Xu Zhexing followed Cen Feng all the way to the lounge.

It was summer and he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. The black T-shirt is loose and loose over the body, and the shoulder shape is very smooth. Xu Zhaixing began to measure from the back.

The tape measure must be close to the body to measure the standard size, and Xu Jiexing must be on his feet to measure his shoulder width. After the measurement, he silently wrote down the number, and continued, from top to bottom, when he reached the waistline, he accidentally touched his abdominal muscles.

With a thin layer of fabric, it feels great to the touch.

……no!

Silently recite I'm a mom fan three hundred times, stabilize your mind and continue to measure. When her hips were all the way around, she couldn't hold back anymore. She gestured in the air with a tape measure for a long time, but she didn't dare to touch it.

Cen Feng waited for a while without moving, then turned to ask her, What's wrong?

Xu Zhexing: It's really warped, I dare not touch it.

She blushed and didn't dare to look at him, pretending to be calm: I've already checked it visually, and I don't need to use it.

Cen Feng: ...visual observation?

Xu Zhaixing made an OK gesture and nodded perfunctorily: I've seen a lot, I have experience, it's not a big problem. Cen Feng: ? She had turned around and took out a notebook and pen, and began to measure the amount just now. data is recorded. When I wrote about my hips, I secretly glanced back.

As a result, Cen Feng turned to face her and stood behind. Xu Zhexing couldn't see it, so he couldn't help saying, Brother, turn around and give me another look.

Cen Feng: ...

He turned away silently.

Xu Zhexing looked around, estimated a rough figure, and wrote it down. After finishing the writing, once the book was closed, I didn't dare to keep any more, Brother, I'm leaving, you go to rehearsal! See you next time!

Then slipped away.

After running into the elevator, he finally exhaled a long breath. Randomly and a little annoyed, she thought that she was working seriously! Why is it like eating idol tofu on purpose for public benefit? !

Xu Zhaixing, you are dirty and your heart is not clean.

Not fit to be a mother!

When nine o'clock in the evening came, and the kites rushed into the live broadcast room screaming Baby Mama is here, Xu Zhaixing did not follow him for the first time in a guilty conscience.

She felt that she needed to re-examine her fan attributes.

In the live broadcast, Cen Feng was still wearing the clothes she used to measure her body during the day, but because she was sweating just after rehearsal, she was wet with sweat and stuck to her body slightly.

He was sitting on the floor of the training room, holding up his mobile phone, not caring about the angle, and greeting the fans with a calm expression: I have work this morning, so I couldn't participate in the live broadcast, sorry.

It doesn't matter if the barrage is brushing.

He is still not good at interacting directly with fans like this. After saying sorry, he doesn't know what to talk about. You Tao reminded him: You can choose some questions to answer.

He looked at it carefully, and the barrage was basically a confession.

Everyone rushed to express their love for him.

Someone asked: [Baby, did you have a good meal today? 】

The idol on the screen was stunned for a while.

If it weren't for his teammates walking around all the time, fans would be suspicious of the network card.

are saying:

[Note, this is not a still image! 】

[Baby actually lost his mind when he was broadcasting live with us...]

[Wow, he looks so good when he is distracted]

After about twenty seconds, Cen Feng looked back at the camera: Well, I have a good meal.

The kites screamed:

【He is so good! ! ! 】

【I can mother again! 】

[Baby's expression just now, did you think of someone? 】

He saw this question and smiled: Well, I thought that there was a person in the past, like you, who would tell me every time we met, eat well, sleep well, and take good care of yourself.

When he said this, his eyes were so gentle.

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