The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 93 The Boy (Part 1)

On July 21st, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

Preparations for the Qufei Tai Nanzhou Station concert are in full swing. Fans who came from all over the country gathered at the gate of Nanzhou Stadium early in the morning, waiting for the ticket check in the scorching heat.

I saw a huge crowd of people in the square, and I couldn't see the end at a glance. I saw that these fans ranged from grandmas in their sixties and seventies to children in their 30s and 50s. It was enough to see that the fans of Qu Feitai were widely distributed. eat.

These fans wore T-shirts uniformly printed with the cartoon image of Qu Feitai, wore luminous headbands, and waved small flags in their hands. There were cartoon images of Qu Feitai or cheering slogans on the flags, and they gathered together in groups of three or four. chat.

Have you listened to the new song released by Brother Feitai at Yunzhou Station? Juejuezi, as expected of my brother Feitai, Rapeseed Flower.

Obviously you can rely on your face to make a living, but you still rely on your talent. Brother, how do you let all the men in the world live?

I heard that my brother injured his ligament while dancing at Binzhou Station. It's only been a week. My brother is so dedicated... If my brother doesn't dance tonight, we can't blame him. It's best for my brother to heal his foot injury. important.

Is tonight's supporting guest a superstar? The company is too hateful, and makes this girl group stick to my brother every day to suck blood.

They are the guests of Jiangzhou Station. It seems that there are no guests tonight. My brother is alone for the whole process.

That's good. We bought tickets to see my brother, so we didn't want to see those vampires who posted in mess.

Qu Feitai arrived in Nanzhou two days ago and stayed at the Nanzhou Hotel. Although the company kept secrets well, Qu Feitai was so popular that there were still many fans squatting at the entrance of the Nanzhou Hotel, just waiting Qu Feitai appeared.

According to fans, Qu Feitai rehearsed last night until 2:00 a.m. before returning to the hotel. It's only 8:00 a.m., so he should still catch up on sleep.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, a teenager was lying on the big bed.

The sunlight penetrated the gauze curtain and fell on the carpet, a ray of sunlight mischievously ran onto the bed and landed on the boy's face.

The young man has thick and slender eyelashes, under the sunlight at this moment, cast a light blue shadow under the eyelids, a tall nose bridge, thin lips, and a face shaped like a knife and ax, like the hand of God. It was fabricated, and at this moment the boy was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, showing a bit of innocence and purity, like the cleanest glass in the world, transparent and crystal clear.

Beep beep beep The phone on the bedside table rang several times, breaking the silence in the room.

The sleeping boy frowned. When he frowned, his heart tightened subconsciously, and he wished he could smooth the wrinkles on his brows with his own hands.

The boy turned over, reached out and fumbled for the phone, connected it to his ear.

The other party realized that he was getting up, and subconsciously slowed down his tone: Xiaofei, there is a problem with the synthesis track of cool edit, and the bass accompaniment in the third measure cannot be synthesized. This bass is the soul of this song, especially in live effects. It's a big discount, and it's too late in time. The other party's tone was very anxious.

The boy yawned, closed his eyes and said lazily, Send me the demo.

What are you going to do?

What can we do? Play it on the spot. The young man's tone was lazy and careless.

The other party was surprised: But the live radio effect is not good, and I remember that you have only learned bass for half a month, can you do it?

Man, you can't say no.

The man opposite his hand choked, I'll send it to you right away.

The young man threw away the phone and opened his eyes. In an instant, it seemed as if all the stars had gathered in his eyes, which were deep, vast and dazzling.

With the embellishment of the eyes, the whole face instantly became lively and lively, and the sword eyebrows flew into the temples obliquely, with a hint of youthful publicity in the sharpness.

The bathrobe on the boy's body was half exposed, and a large piece of chest muscle slipped out. He walked to the ground with long legs. The boy was very tall, 1.85 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his abdominal muscles were looming. His body and appearance are like a beautiful boy who just walked out of a comic, and he is still the kind with a burst of hormones.

When Qu Feitai was fourteen years old, he posted a self-playing and singing video on the Internet, and it became an instant hit. He didn't show his face in the video, but he became popular because of his figure and voice. After all, a fourteen-year-old already has chest muscles and abdominal muscles. What woman wouldn't be tempted by a muscular boy.

Later, Sanskrit Entertainment, the top record company in China, signed Qu Feitai and created his first Chinese album. The lyrics and music of all the songs in the album were all created by him. Time, breaking all the records in the Chinese music scene, winning prizes and getting soft hands, and all these are just the honors he earned by relying on his talent.

When he first appeared at the Golden Melody Awards Ceremony, all the fans and passers-by went crazy, even the host and award presenters were dumbfounded. Thinking about that scene now is still very funny.

The award presenter Rong Sheng, the most beautiful man in the entertainment industry, the walking hormone, used his face to fight his way through the cruel entertainment industry. He had a movie released in those few days, and he was invited to be the award presenter as a promotion. One time when he appeared in front of the camera, stood on the stage, and stood in front of Rong Sheng, this most beautiful man in the entertainment industry, who became famous by sex, was eclipsed.

That night was the busiest night in the entertainment industry ever. A young genius who had set many records in the music industry had a figure and good looks that defied the sky.

Since then, Qu Feitai has become the last pearl in the Chinese music scene, and it is still the brightest and most dazzling one. People will always remember that night, the young man stood under the spotlight, smiling proudly in the eyes of everyone. .

Qu Feitai himself really upholds the principle of high-profile work and low-key life. Every album he releases can break the sales record created by himself that year, and wins awards time and time again. However, he himself is very low-key, and the paparazzi guards For three years, I couldn't dig out any useful information. Every day I either went to the company's recording studio or stayed at home to write songs. Even if I went out to collect music and find inspiration, I went to climb mountains.

The opposite sex is ambiguous, the bar is carnival, this kind of singing talent is repeatedly stepped on by him, and he perfectly avoids it. It is also because of his cleanliness that fans are even more crazy about him. He is a well-deserved perfect idol.

What is even more commendable is that, as a top performer in the entertainment industry, the so-called singing and acting are excellent, countless movies and TV dramas offered him olive branches, and even lured him with sky-high remuneration, but Qu Feitai was unmoved and refused all of them. In an interview, he said: Music is my soul. I must ensure 100% concentration to write a work that I am satisfied with. If I write half of it and go to make a movie, it is irresponsible to the audience and also to me. I am irresponsible to my fans, and even more irresponsible to myself.”

As soon as this statement came out, the media and fans praised him for being clear-headed and not being blinded by the glitz and glamour of the entertainment industry. It is really rare to have such thoughts at such a young age.

Now that he is eighteen years old, during the summer vacation of the coming-of-age ceremony, he held four concerts in a row. The concerts were sold out, and a ticket was hard to come by. This is the best responsibility he can give to himself.

Qu Feitai unscrewed the shower, threw away his bathrobe and stood under the shower, letting the water wash down.

Ten minutes later, assistant Tian Long came in with clothes in one hand and breakfast in the other.

Qu Fei wrapped a bath towel around his waist and came out of the bathroom holding the towel to wipe his wet hair.

Tian Long was stunned, feeling hot in his nostrils, and something flowed out.

He quickly put down his things and rushed to the bathroom.

Qu Feitai glanced at him, Tian Long felt a chill down his back.

Breakfast is in the box. Eat it while it's hot. Brother Zhuang flew to Nanzhou at noon today. He asked me to tell you that your foot injury hasn't healed yet. If you don't want to be permanently disabled, you should rest in the hotel.

While eating breakfast, Qu Feitai turned on the computer to receive emails, clicked on the demo sample, and tapped his fingers on the desktop rhythmically while listening.

The young man was bathed in the morning light, and his appearance of listening attentively was extraordinarily charming. For a while, his brows were slightly frowned, and for a while his brows were relaxed, Tian Long not only became uneasy according to his mood.

When Qu Feitai is working, don't disturb him, it's a rule of thumb.

After finishing breakfast, the boy took a pen to write and draw on a piece of white paper. For a while, the room could only hear the rustling sound of the tip of the pen falling.

Ten minutes later, Qu Feitai changed his clothes, and finally put on his watch.

Tian Long asked cautiously: Are you going out?

Go to rehearsal.

But your foot hurts...

I can't be disabled. Then he put on his peaked cap and went out.

Tian Long sighed secretly, trotted and chased after him.

The figure of Qu Feitai appeared at the gate of the hotel, and the fans rushed up crazily. The hotel security immediately rushed up and used a human wall to defend Qu Feitai from the fanatical fans, but these fans were so enthusiastic that the eight bodyguards were almost squeezed away.

Qu Feitai was the tallest, standing out among the group of little girls, he waved his hand, and the crowd fell silent in an instant.

Everyone be quiet, please? Don't disturb others to rest. If you really like me, then buy a ticket to watch my concert. Don't be sad if you don't get a ticket. Today at 12 o'clock at noon, follow the company Weibo, There is a ticket grabbing event, it's the last chance.

There was a bit of sexy hoarseness in the boy's magnetic voice, every word was extremely gentle, it was a side that fans had never seen, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

This time he didn't wear a mask, and that cut-and-cut handsome face was unreservedly exposed to the sun. Everyone stared at him, thinking how could there be such a handsome, talented and gentle person in the world. What about the boy?

In the blink of an eye, the boy got into a business car at the entrance of the hotel. The assistant quickly closed the door and got into the co-pilot. Before the fans could react, he left in a hurry.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... The fans screamed excitedly and frantically along with the car exhaust.

Ding sounded softly, and the WeChat message came.

Qu Feitai took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, the corners of his lips curled up.

——Xiao Fei, I heard that your foot was injured, are you okay?

Qu Feitai's long and slender fingers quickly slid across the screen, typing—unstoppable.

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, and typed quickly - I heard that you were kicked off the altar? Comes with a schadenfreude emoticon pack.

——Bai Ziyan told you, why is he so gossip.

——I heard that she is still a woman? No way, Xiao Song, you are a legend in our compound. My mother still uses you as an example every day. You can't be beaten up by a little girl.

The other party made a dumbfounding expression covering his face.

——Prepare for your concert, come to Jiangzhou next week, I will treat you to dinner, the big star must give me this face.

Song Yinzhang walked to the door of No. 1 Middle School, looked around, and frowned secretly.

There were many people standing or squatting at the door of No. 1 Middle School, with furtive eyes.

Song Yinzhang bowed his head and replied a message - I still have something to do, we will talk later, then locked the phone.

At this time, a white BMW stopped at the school gate, and Song Yinzhang recognized that it was Ming Jing's car.

Thinking of something, his expression changed, and he waved his hands wildly at the car: Go quickly.

But it was too late, someone shouted: That's Miss Zhu's car.

With a crash, the group of people rushed over in an instant, surrounded the car, and slapped the window while shouting: Zhu's Group owes the debt and pays the debt, Miss Zhu pays the debt, pays the money and pays the money.

No. 1 Middle School is located in a bustling area, facing the People's Park, which is a crowded place. The movement at the school gate attracted many onlookers, and young people were busy taking pictures and recording videos with their mobile phones.

Song Yinzhang squeezed into the crowd with great effort, leaned on the car window and shouted, Ming Jing, hurry up, I'll help you deal with it here.

A fat aunt pointed at Song Yinzhang and scolded: Young man, don't make trouble here, hurry up, we don't want to trouble you, we just need Miss Zhu to give an explanation, they owed money to her family and we want her to pay back the money is only natural.

Song Yinzhang shook his head: The affairs of the Zhu Group have nothing to do with her, don't bully the little girl.

Cai Ping put her hips on her hips and scolded: She is Miss Zhu's family. Doesn't it matter to her? What do you have to do with her? Saying such shameless words without conscience, okay, if you want a hero to save the beauty, then you can pay her back the money. .”

Yes, you pay her back the money. Everyone echoed.

Song Yinzhang frowned, but even though he was besieged like this, he was not afraid to retreat.

Everyone, please don't be impulsive, we can negotiate slowly...

Negotiation? It's an excuse again. Since the incident happened, has anyone negotiated with us? A nest of snakes and rats are all black-hearted profiteers. We just need Miss Zhu to give us an explanation. Cai Ping opened her mouth and shut up. Spit stars fly around.

At this time, several teenagers with tattoos broke through the crowd and rushed in, surrounded the car, and drove the crowd away: Leave them all to one side.

This group of people held sticks in their hands, and their ferocious appearance was very scary. They were all ordinary people. When they saw these people, they were subconsciously afraid and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

A handsome young man came over and stood in front of the car door, looking around like a door god, Whoever wants to speak, come up and speak.

Song Yinzhang looked at him in shock, Shao Dan?

Zhu Shaodan winked at him, and Song Yinzhang immediately understood.

Cai Ping suddenly howled loudly, her voice soaring to the sky: The Zhu family has beaten someone, hey, I have to explain this old bone here, the Zhu family who killed thousands of knives cheated us of all our savings, now If you want to kill people and silence them, is there any justice in this world?

You are old. Zhu Shaodan raised his fist angrily and was about to greet the opponent's face. A punch would probably break the bones of the old woman.

Cai Ping lay down on the ground, and began to piss her off. She was an expert in playing a shrew, and coupled with howling ghosts and wolves, it seemed as if the other party had committed some heinous crime.

Wait. A cold voice suddenly remembered, under the vicious sun, it seemed that a gust of cold air was blowing around your head.

The car door opened, and the girl bent down and got out of the car.

Zhu Shaodan glanced at her, blinked and blinked again, as if meeting her for the first time, then snorted and turned his head arrogantly.

Song Yinzhang said worriedly: Mingjing, you should go back first...

Ming Jing shook his head, took a step forward, and looked around.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They didn't expect Miss Zhu's family to be so young and beautiful, like a fairy descending from the earth. When they glanced over, everyone almost didn't dare to look directly. Even looking at it seemed a kind of blasphemy.

I'm Zhu Mingjing, Miss Zhu, what do you want to say?

The girl's back was straight and her eyes were gentle and compassionate. Everyone looked at them and lowered their heads unconsciously.

Cai Ping said with her hips on her hips: We bought the building of your Zhushi Group, but now something happened to your company and the investor ran away. We can't get the real estate certificate now. Everyone trusts Zhushi Group, so they will choose your real estate, but What do you give us in return? Don't you wish the family not to be responsible?