All-round superstar who started from the men's team

Chapter 79 Walking in the Cold Wind

Even if this song is already on the top of Doug's music search list, Feng Cheng doesn't know about it.

He is digesting the impact of fans.

Enthusiasm, really too much enthusiasm.

He never thought that one day there would be so many people cheering and screaming for him.

The fans enthusiastically begged him to sing another song, Clouds and Mists or Flying Far Away, no matter which one they would like to listen to, Feng Cheng also had this intention, but due to the schedule of the show, he had no choice but to refuse.

Otherwise, if the audience wanted to listen, he would be willing to sing until his voice became hoarse.

Once on stage, I don't want to go off. When Feng Cheng walked off the stage amidst the host's thanks, he was very reluctant to part.

When passing by those singers, they hurriedly said hello and were taken away by the staff. Those people looked disappointed, as if they had something to say.

Maybe he wanted to flatter him commercially, but he didn't need other people's evaluation at this moment.

Because the audience's reaction is the best feedback, he believes that this performance was successful, otherwise it would not have impressed so many audiences. I can't think that all the audience are my fans, right?
Through the staff seal, he learned that the other six members of the tour group had also arrived at the scene and watched his performance, and were already waiting for him outside.

Outside refers to the outside of the festival grounds.

In the dark of night, Feng Cheng quietly left the venue of the music festival wearing a mask, and joined the crowd at an empty lawn.

Thinking that they were also watching his performance just now, Feng Cheng was rather shy and walked over amidst the jokes of the crowd.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the person on the far left first, and saw that Yu Xue gave him two thumbs up, Feng Cheng's face became hotter, but the smile on his face became wider.

He still cares more about the evaluation of these colleagues. These people are the first group of people he came into contact with when he came to this world, and they are the people he is most familiar with so far.

Somewhat closer than others, when everyone highly praised his performance, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Yang Meng was the national producer who picked him up at the beginning, so he almost blown him to the sky.He even felt a sense of unreality when he praised Feng Cheng. Was the performance just now really that good?Ms. Meng shouldn't have a fan filter for herself, right?Words no worse than Wang Erjia came out.

I was even more excited than myself, and clamored to learn this song.

But after the session of praising Feng Cheng was over, everyone found that the program team didn't seem to have given them any instructions.

A few people stood foolishly in the dark night under the cold wind. After a while, a car drove up from a distance and stopped in front of them.

This car is familiar to them, it is the car of the program group.

At first, they thought that the program team would come to pick them up, but today's tour guide Jin Bo, who was at the front, was about to open the car door.

The door was opened from the inside first, and Jin Bo wanted to say hello, when he saw the familiar man in black walking past him without saying a word, and went to the trunk to take out the suitcases one by one.

Those suitcases were neatly placed on the side of the road, and the man in black seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But that's not the point, and they can't complain to him face to face, he got in the car and ran away.

The car stopped, waited, and started just like passing through the station. It was smoother than a bus, and there was no unnecessary movement.There was no trace of nostalgia when I stepped on the accelerator and left, leaving only a pile of luggage and a few stars who were at a loss.

Everyone didn't say a word for a long time. It felt like being packed and thrown out together with the luggage because the rent couldn't be paid.

One suitcase was relatively light and was placed on a slightly inclined place. Feng Cheng quickly helped it before it almost fell down, avoiding its fate of being in close contact with the ground.

Everyone took their suitcases away, and then quietly waited for the news from the program group.

I couldn't feel the wind at first, but now I feel so cold and desolate being blown by the wind.

In fact, they are very rich now, and received a large sum of money early this morning.

You can go wherever you want, but this person just likes to be a bitch. When he has no money, he wants to get out of the control of the show crew. When he has money, he hopes to be arranged by the show crew.

I don't know if this is a prank session or what, the text messages have been delayed, and they have been freed.

Waiting like this is not an option, everyone plans to find a place to stay first.

Everyone was wearing jackets, only Feng Cheng was wearing his own short sleeves which he had just changed into, feeling a bit cold.

Just when she was about to leave, Yu Xue, who had been quiet for a long time, said, "Brother Bo, give him the newly bought clothes."

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and urged Jin Bo.

Only Feng Cheng was in a daze, newly bought clothes?

"He" refers to himself?
But he realized that his backpack was on Jimbo's back when he realized that he could wear his coat now.

Busy over to pick it up, after opening the backpack, a sour smell came out, mixed with the smell of dampness.

I found out that the clothes were wet, and I was very puzzled. What strange things did they do with their clothes?
Reminiscent of the clothes Yu Xue said, are they really for herself?
The next moment Jin Bo handed over a paper bag, and it really was for himself, Feng Cheng took it over flattered.

While unpacking and listening to them explain why they bought the clothes, it turned out that the bottle of pomegranate juice that they forgot to drink had exploded.

Sure enough, the little problem of being sloppy in another life is still there.

I thought it was similar to his coat, but when he got it in his hand, it felt very wrong.

It is very cool and thin in the hand. It seems to be that kind of thin material, but it doesn't matter as long as it can block the wind.

When he hung his clothes flat, he finally knew why it didn't feel right.The windshield is enough, too much.

The clothes were almost down to his knees, it was a windbreaker.

The style is still very ancient, and there is an ink painting behind it.You can still see your hands through the chiffon yarn, and the fabric is still very transparent.

Feng Cheng raised his head suspiciously.

Black question mark face.

"Are you serious?"

Yang Meng was upset, "What's the matter? We've been picking for a long time."

She came over and touched the fabric, "How good is this material."

"How much did you buy it for?"

"Uh..." Yang Meng hesitated, "What's the matter? Are you still picking a brand?"

"No, I just want to ask, is it really okay for me to wear this?"

Feng Cheng saw that the clothes were almost growing long, and people would definitely look at them when walking on the street, but having said that, in this ancient capital, there are many people wearing fancy clothes on the streets.

It's just that this nondescript one looks like it should be a sun protection suit.

Yang Meng was vague and didn't understand what she was talking about, but Feng Cheng didn't really care about the price, and it wasn't that he couldn't wear clothes on the ground.

He didn't wear such clothes, and he felt awkward after wearing them.

The clothes are light and can easily be blown up by the wind.Wearing it on the body, the arm will stick to the smooth fabric from time to time, itchy.There is a kind of chic and elegant feeling, but I don't know what it looks like in the eyes of others, maybe it's silly.

Sure enough, he saw wonderful expressions on the faces of everyone looking at him.

(End of this chapter)