This system is outrageous.

The case is being investigated in an orderly manner. There are various versions of legends on the Internet, but these legends have a similar trend, that is, everyone seems to have finally discovered the problem, whether Yan Zhengyang has offended someone.

After a month of fermentation, the incident still seems to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Yan Zhengyang finally got rid of the assistant while he was resting, and came to Eleven and Ye Fei's company under the cover of night.

There was no light in the building, which made Yan Zhengyang a little confused. Just as he was about to take out his cell phone, he saw the door open a crack and a figure flashed out.

"Why are you standing there? Come in." Eleven grabbed Yan Zhengyang's hand and pulled him inside.

After struggling instinctively for a while, Yan Zhengyang relaxed only after hearing a familiar voice.

"Do you really have to do this? You scared me so much that I almost screamed."

"It's not very safe here recently. To be safe, we have to do it secretly." Eleven handed Yan Zhengyang a night vision goggles.

Yan Zhengyang looked at it doubtfully, but still put it on his head.

The two of them walked all the way to the recording studio, where Ye Fei had already prepared snacks and drinks.

"Hey, the big star is here to work overtime. Do you want to eat something first?"

Ye Fei handed over a cup of coffee, and Yan Zhengyang took off his night vision goggles and started drinking.

"You guys are too serious. I almost thought I was kidnapped."

Ye Fei pointed at Eleven with a look of grievance on his face.

"It was all his idea. It has nothing to do with me."

After chatting, Yan Zhengyang quickly got into the state. After walking into the studio, his expression was slightly sad.

"I haven't sung for a long time. I'm a little nervous."

The people outside couldn't help laughing, and Ye Fei clenched his fist and cheered him on.

Yan Zhengyang slowly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and when he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if the aura around him had changed. The former singer was back.

Five years seemed to have not changed his voice, which was still gentle, bright and clear.

After staying up all night, Yan Zhengyang's voice became a little hoarse.

"Drink something to soothe your throat, instead of coffee." Ye Fei handed over the warm monk fruit tea she had prepared.

Eleven turned his head and looked at Ye Fei in confusion. "When was it prepared? I have no idea."

"It's not for you, what can you do if you know it?"

Watching the two people bickering, Yan Zhengyang smiled with envy.

"You two have such a good relationship. I'm so envious."

Ye Fei looked at Yan Zhengyang who seemed to be acting coquettishly. The him in front of her seemed to overlap with the him five years ago. That bright and shining star was really back.

Ye Fei couldn't help but walk over and hug Yan Zhengyang, lowering her head and trying hard to hold back her tears.

"Why do you envy him? He has a vicious tongue and bullies me every day."

Yan Zhengyang was slightly stunned when being hugged, and then he laughed so hard that his whole body shook.

"I don't believe it."

"Okay, stop making trouble. It's almost dawn. Do you want to rest here or go back now?"

Eleven reached out and pulled Ye Fei, who was hugging Yan Zhengyang, down.

"I'll just take a rest here, take a nap and continue recording when I wake up. Time waits for no one."

Yan Zhengyang looked back with longing, and the tears that Ye Fei had just held back dripped directly onto the back of her hand.

Ye Fei turned and walked out, not wanting Yan Zhengyang to see her.

"Come with me. I have prepared a room for you."

Eleven glanced at Ye Fei's back and stood sideways to block the middle.

Yan Zhengyang went to sleep, and Eleven returned to the recording studio to put away the recorded songs.

He had already erased the memories of the people who were responsible for recording the video, to absolutely ensure that it would not be leaked.

Ye Fei was responsible for helping Yan Zhengyang prepare the scenery for the MV. The staff members had no idea what it was used for. They only knew that time was tight and the task was heavy, and they had to work overtime all night to finish it.

After the scene was ready, Ye Fei also erased the workers' memories, and only locked the door after checking it.

A few days later, the assistant who couldn't contact Yan Zhengyang finally came over.

"Maybe he's traveling alone. Don't worry, he's a grown man, how can he get lost?"

Seeing that the assistant was unwilling to give up, Ye Fei knew that the other party had begun to doubt.

"It seems that time is really running out. We need to speed up." Eleven came behind Ye Fei at some point and watched the assistant's car disappear from sight.

Yan Zhengyang hasn't left the building for several days. He thought the filming location of the MV should be an abandoned factory in the suburbs.

The originally excited face disappeared in an instant when Ye Fei brought him to the closed door.

"You are truly worthy of being here. You have prepared so thoroughly. I don't know how to praise you enough."

The door opened, and the scene inside made Yan Zhengyang open his mouth in shock.

"How about it? Are you satisfied? I can satisfy all your requirements without leaving home."

Yan Zhengyang didn't expect that behind the flashing door was such a large interior studio, which was divided into two floors, and all the scenes he had imagined in the MV were built there.

"Oh my God, how much are you going to charge me? It's too expensive. I can't afford it."

Yan Zhengyang changed his lost expression and looked around excitedly.

"We're not asking you to spend any money. All the revenue from your album will belong to us." Ye Fei looked like a profiteer, shocking Eleven who was standing beside him.

"Ah, won't you leave some for me? Please leave me at least a little." Yan Zhengyang winked at Ye Fei.

"Just kidding, just get back the cost, the rest is for you."

After the joke, Yan Zhengyang began his professional performance time again. With several years of filming experience, the entire MV was conceived by him after repeated deliberation.

Eleven invited the best film production team in Small World, and after three days of shooting, they rushed out a MV and a short film.

As expected, Eleven erased the memories of all the members of the filming team, and Yan Zhengyang also left under the cover of night.

"The big show is about to begin. First we need to confirm whether we have deviated from the track."

Ye Fei looked at the empty set and took out her cell phone to take some photos.

"I have confirmed it. There is no problem at the moment. It all depends on how he performs next."

According to Yan Zhengyang's plan, he is going to create a shocking news.

Three days later, everyone received a message sent by Yan Zhengyang, which contained only a short sentence.

"My dear friends, I'll see you later."

That evening, a piece of news topped the topic list.

"Well-known artist Yan Zhengyang was involved in a serious car accident."

"The case is under trial. Yan Zhengyang was in an accidental car accident."

"Yan Zhengyang was hospitalized after a car accident. The scene was tragic and the luxury car was damaged."

. . . . . . .

Ye Fei looked at the various titles and felt sad.

"When a major incident occurs, they really want to know how to increase popularity and traffic."

"Next, it's our turn." Eleven raised his eyebrows. The series of copywriting that had been prepared for a long time was finally about to be put into use.