Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

Mu Feng's life principles have always been stable and proper, and he never does anything out of the ordinary. Due to his work, he has been immersed in research and operating tables all year round, and has no time to catch up with trends, so he never thought that he would be popular on the Internet in his lifetime. a handful.

Although these photos of him are blurry, there are many people who recognize him.

After that, someone released a few photos on this topic. It was that day that he and Nianqi were wearing ancient costumes and took pictures at three landmark buildings. Nianqi's hand was naturally wrapped around his waist.

The two of them showed their faces, Nian Qi was handsome and handsome, and Mu Feng was gentle and refined. Comparing the two, Nian Qi was even more brilliant.

Just when the netizens were guessing the identities of the two, the official blog of the A Medical Student Union accidentally promoted several photos of the Centennial Anniversary, including a live photo of Mu Feng's speech.

Now it's all right, put the two photos together, and Mu Feng's identity is confirmed.

So the topic of #campus古装男神# was heated up to an unprecedented level, and there was even a sub-topic of #最佳古风男医生#.

Fortunately, the colleagues in the hospital said that everyone is an adult, and there is nothing to do except make fun of him, but what is bothering him is something else.He has a clear job in the Central Hospital of City A, and he can find out which department he is in and what day of the week he visits with a random search on the Internet.

Therefore, when Mu Feng went to the doctor, he would always meet a few nympho girls who came to see him, and they would take pictures with their mobile phones when they came. What is unbearable.

Later, Mu Feng got annoyed and put up a small sign outside the clinic, not allowing them to come in.

He didn't need to inquire about the situation at Twenty Seven, he could get all the news from Weibo.Because Twenty Seven's identity is a mystery, even a human flesh search can't find anything. Netizens can guess everything, and some people even say that he has an extraordinary bearing, and he must be an elite talent of returnees.

But who would have thought that Nianqi was actually just a black household who couldn't even get an ID card.

The topic on Weibo has gradually slowed down after a period of frenzy, but it is still pushed up by people from time to time, floating on the tail of the hot list.Mu Feng didn't use Weibo before, but because of this incident, he even registered one.

In order to prevent people from discovering his real body, the name "He Baishao" is meaningless, simply because the word "Mu" was taken apart casually.

On the day of the school celebration, many people saw the little intimacy between him and Twenty-seven, and combined with brain supplements to enlarge it, a bunch of fan pictures and texts were derived. CP is the mysterious male x doctor.

When Mu Feng saw that this pairing difference did not spurt blood on the spot, he clicked on the big picture and the long Weibo, and really spurted blood on the spot.

His first thought was, why is it twenty-seven x him instead of him x twenty-seven; his second thought was... the writing is good.

Nian Qi's side was still stable, Mu Feng went to find him secretly, but he still couldn't leave the store, and the two had another meal in the grocery store opposite.Afterwards, this Japanese grocery store became their most frequent "private meeting" place. The boss knew them well, and began to roll more pickled radishes into the sushi.

Within two days, Twenty Seven was also exposed.

When Mu Feng came home from the night shift, he fell down and fell down tired. When he woke up, he felt that the world had changed drastically. When he opened Weibo, the front page was filled with pictures of Nian Qi.

He was wearing a white shirt to tidy up the bookshelves, he was rolling books at the door with his sleeves rolled up, and he was wearing his hair tied with his back to the camera. It was a 360-degree capitalization with no dead ends... the word "handsome".

Mu Feng never realized that Nian Qi was actually more photogenic than himself.

Of course, it is definitely not Mu Feng who can think so.After Mu Feng got up and washed up, he wanted to find out about Nian Qi's situation after being exposed, so he made a phone call.

However, Twenty Seven didn't answer.

This made Mu Feng very strange, Nian Qi never refused to answer his calls, even if he was too busy to leave his body, he would answer it first and say "I'll get back to you later".

The phone vibrated again, Twenty Seven glanced at the familiar number, turned the volume on silently, raised his head and smiled politely at the person opposite, "Excuse me, can you continue?"

It was a young man with unkempt hair like a bird's nest. He took out a few magazines from his briefcase, pushed them in front of Twenty Seven, and said, "This is our magazine. You can read it while listening to me."

Nianqi took it over and flipped through it, and heard the young man continue to say, "Your conditions are very good, and you have become popular on the Internet recently. You see, you also said that you have no other job other than working in this small bookstore. Why not give yourself a better chance?"

"We can provide you with a platform for the public, and you can definitely earn more than here if you take advantage of the popularity of online topics to copy."

I haven't seen a magazine in my [-]th year. Sister Hua has opened this bookstore for a long time. She will often update the book catalog in the store and buy some more profitable books. After all, she has to live.

But this magazine, twenty-seven has never seen it before. Compared with calling it a fashion magazine, it is more like a hodgepodge of advertisements. There is no substantive content from the beginning to the end, and the whole thing is selling.

Nianqi came back to his senses: "What are you talking about...?"

"Model, model!" The young man raised his fingers and said something in English.

But Twenty Seven didn't understand, and he didn't care, he just asked, "What does a model do?"

This question surprised the young man. He didn't know whether Nianqi really didn't understand or pretended not to understand. Is there anyone who doesn't know what a model does these days.But he still patiently told Eran Qi the main job of the model.

Nianqi didn't understand the technical term. He only summed up one key word from the young man's words, that is "taking pictures", and he took pictures in different poses according to their requirements and instructions.

It sounds simple, but the young man offered him a very high price as soon as he entered the door. Compared with working in a bookstore, following the young man seems to be a good choice.

He lives and eats in the bookstore now, and the salary he earns is only enough for his daily expenses. It is really difficult to catch up with Mu Feng, but if he follows the plan of the magazine, he will be able to save money in a short time. a savings.

This was a shortcut, which made Nianqi very tempted.

But at least he has a good eye and knows that the words of outsiders cannot be trusted, especially businessmen are a group of profit-seeking people.Twenty-seven pinched the magazine and thought for a while, and finally said to the editor of the magazine, "I have to think again, I can't answer you right away."

The young man understood very well, and left a business card for Er Qi to think about it, saying that he could contact him if there was anything to do.

Nian Qi saw off the people from the magazine and thought of calling Mu Feng back.

"Are you okay, why didn't you answer the phone?" Mu Feng was out of breath as soon as he got through.

Nian Qi glanced at the magazine in his hand: "No, a difficult customer came to the store just now, and he is leaving now."

"Oh, that's good." Mu Feng didn't realize that he lied, "I'm off the night shift today, and I'm already on my way to your place. I cooked a meal and brought it to you, shall I have it at your restaurant at noon? "

Twenty-seven paused for a while, and replied, "Okay."

Then before Mu Feng arrived, he put away the magazines and the young man's business card, and hid them under his pillow in the stairwell.

At noon, Twenty Seven found a small table and placed it in an empty space, and opened the meals brought by Mu Feng. They were all home-cooked dishes, and Mu Feng was good at them. A pinch of black sesame seeds.

Mu Feng bit the tip of his chopsticks, seeing that Twenty Seven's mood was not so relaxed, he asked him if there was any difficulty.

Twenty-seven raised his eyelids, took a piece of roasted eggplant for Mu Feng, and said, "It's nothing, probably because I've been too tired these two days."

Mu Feng didn't take it seriously. He knew Nian Qi's physical strength, and the location of the small bookstore wasn't the best, and there wouldn't be so many people that Nian Qi felt tired.He stared carefully at Nian Qi's eyes, and instinctively felt that Nian Qi was hiding something from him.

After eating, Nian Qi cleaned the lunch box at the back, came out and handed Mu Feng a small apple.

Mu Feng gnawed, leaning against the door frame of the warehouse, watching Er Qi holding a notebook to count the quantity of inventory, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was too ordinary, and he gnawed a small apple until it made a sound. He didn't even take a look back, as usual, he would say "Master, eat with restraint".

After Nian Qi wrote down a stroke, suddenly a body leaned against his back, he didn't dare to stand upright for fear that Mu Feng would fall.He sighed and said, "My lord, don't make trouble, the book will fall on you later."

Mu Feng rested his chin on his shoulder and said softly, "Then tell me, what are you thinking?"

Nian Qi looked puzzled, put down his notes, squeezed Mu Feng's palm beside him, and said, "I can think about nothing but what to do in the afternoon, what to eat at night, and not being able to sleep at night. What TV show do you watch..."

"Twenty Seven." Mu Feng called out in a low voice.

"Huh?" Twenty Seven responded casually, reaching for the book in front of him with Mu Feng's weight on his back.

"go home."

"..." Nianqi was stunned, his fingers were close to the book, but he didn't move for a long time, and finally put it back awkwardly, and smiled to the person on his back in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Mu Feng buried his breath on Nianqi's neck, and said: "I've been thinking for the past two days, is it really the best way to let you out? What can you gain by going out alone? I know I can't circle you." For the rest of your life, I can't explain myself, so I have to explain you."

Twenty-seven's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Mu Feng could hear an obvious swallowing sound as he pressed against his body.He watched Twenty Seven turn around, and in the slightly dark room, he lowered his head and asked him: "Do you really want to make sense of me? You know, as long as it is a word from you, I will do it no matter what .”

Mu Feng was a little flustered and didn't dare to open his mouth again.

He was the one who pushed Nian Qi out, but the farther Nian Qi went, the more Mu Feng realized that he couldn't do without him.In recent days, Nianqi's explosion on the Internet has made him deeply uneasy, and he feels that Nianqi is really irresistible. No matter how he tries to hide, Nianqi will always walk into others in an unpredictable way. in sight.

Mu Feng knew that Nianqi was looking at him, but he lowered his head to avoid his gaze, feeling guilty.

Twenty Seven frowned, pulled Mu Feng into his arms and hugged him, but felt that this was not enough, so he pulled Mu Feng by the back of his neck and kissed him.Mu Feng's lips were soft and addictive, and there was a faint sweet taste of apples in his mouth.

I've wanted to do this for a long time, at least on the day we met again, when he saw Mu Feng whose cheeks were flushed by the cold wind for the first time, he just wanted to drag people in for a kiss, and he didn't want to care about whether there were other people, so he put The man pressed against the glass, kissing him so that his whole body was warmed up.

It failed that time, but it did this time. Although it is not glass, the door panels of the warehouse can also make do.

Mu Feng was taken aback by his sudden attack, he opened his mouth and let him wander around, and was finally forced to swallow a mouthful of mixed saliva.

Nian Qi looked at himself deeply, and with a panting and pleading voice, Mu Feng's already rippling heart lake was stirred up round after round of whirlpools: "Give me a little more time, just a little bit! I I am already working hard, I will give you what you want, and I will give it to you if I work hard!"

Mu Feng could not refuse, nor could he refuse.

However, some things are destined to be unclear for a while, and some things are bound to be discovered. For example, the two of them had just separated, and when they turned around, they saw the surprised-looking Sister Hua who came into the store with the fruit she just bought. .

Mu Feng pushed Nianqi away hard and walked out, smiled awkwardly, and Nianqi then called Sister Hua.

Sister Hua didn't mean to delve into it, and put the fruit on the counter, "I bought some pears and oranges, let's eat some. Twenty-seven, you've been busy all day, since you have friends coming, take a break, the little girl upstairs There's tea over there on the sofa."

"Don't bother..." Mu Feng glanced at Nianqi, "I'm leaving now."

Sister Hua was holding an orange in her hand, and she didn't know what to say.

"Wait a minute." Mu Feng took two steps, and Nian Qi grabbed his wrist.

Mu Feng followed him to the door of the stairwell, and saw Nianqi bending over to search in the small room.The room is very simple, it can be said that there is nothing, the three photos taken on the school anniversary last time were clamped by him, and a rope was strung up and hung on the head of the bed, as simple as waking up every day. Open your eyes and you can see them.

Twenty Seven took out a gray and white checked scarf and hung it around his neck: "Your one is too thin, change to this one."

Mu Feng said thank you sullenly, turned around and left.When he arrived at the door, he opened the door halfway and looked down at the scarf on his chest, then walked back and said to Nianqi loudly, "Do whatever you want! When you want to come back, let me know, and I will pick you up. "

After he turned his head and left, Twenty Seven leaned against the door, smiling slowly.

Sister Hua threw an orange over, "Why are you laughing, why don't you chase after him? I think he's a bit sullen."

The orange was round and clear, and Twenty Seven slowly peeled it open, saying, "My son... I know." He peeled the orange and handed it back to Sister Hua, who half teased and praised her for being sensible.

"Actually, there is something I want to tell you." Twenty-seven faltered.

"Say."

Twenty Seven hesitated for a moment, and took out a magazine and a business card from the room, "Sister Hua, I want to ask you... is this possible?"

Sister Hua looked down and saw that it was a third-rate fashion magazine with little reputation and mediocre sales.The magazine is a newly established one, except that this one is still producing a women's health newspaper, and the sales volume is better than this one, but it is also very few.

She looked at Twenty Seven and asked him what he meant.

Nianqi briefly explained the matter, and Sister Hua's reaction was first surprised, then puzzled, and finally a kind of "so it is" understanding.She logged on to Weibo, which she hadn't been on for a long time, and confirmed that the protagonist in those popular photos was indeed Twenty Seven.

"You want to resign from me and change careers to be a print model?" Sister Hua asked, "Let's not talk about how this magazine is, flat models are not as easy to make as you imagined, and there are too many tricks in it. Go, it sounds like it’s good to make money, but if you don’t get ahead, you don’t have much money to take at all.”

"Xianqi, don't you think this plan...is a bit too radical?"

Twenty-seven said, "I know, but I think I can give it a try. I have no other way, I can only go outside and have a look."

"Are you in a hurry?"

"A bit."

Sister Hua lowered her head and tore off a piece of orange flesh, and put it in her mouth: "Are you in a hurry to become famous or to spend money?"

Nianqi thought for a while, "Probably all of them..."

Sister Hua tore at the white tendons on the outside of the orange flesh, and when she heard Twenty Seven's answer, she let out a chuckle through her nose, put the half-eaten orange on the table, and murmured, "You still don't understand. "

"Don't understand what?"

"What, nothing, don't understand!" Sister Hua paused, she grabbed the magazine's business card and took it to Er Qi's hand, "But for someone like you, 'telling' is useless, you really have to go out You have to go and see to understand! Go ahead, call the magazine, I allow you to resign. If you don’t know how to negotiate a contract, ask them to come to me, and I’ll help you read it.”

Nian Qi's mood became brighter, and he thanked Sister Hua many times in a row, making his work even more vigorous.

Sister Hua looked at Nian Qi, and remembered Mu Feng who was with Nian Qi, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Mu Feng.She picked up the orange and peeled it again, sighed in a low voice, then looked up, twenty seven was standing in front of her again!

"Sister Hua, I have something else..."

Sister Hua was speechless, "What's wrong?"

Twenty Seven took out his mobile phone: "That, that Weibo they talked about, can you teach me?"

Sister Hua: "..."

Mu Feng came out of the bookstore and wrapped the scarf heavily around his neck. He couldn't tell what it was like, but he still wanted to support Nian Qi after all. He had no reason to stop him.

Turning around an intersection and just passing through the traffic lights, the roadside in front seemed a bit noisy, with many people surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

He didn't like to join in the fun, especially this kind of excitement that looked like a traffic accident, so he stopped and walked around them to the subway station.

But when Mu Feng heard someone in the crowd yelling "little bastard", he froze for a moment, and when the person yelled a second sentence, he suddenly turned around and pushed aside layers of onlookers to squeeze in.

The scene of the accident was surrounded by a circle, with a gray-haired man sitting in the middle, and a bicycle overturned beside him, and a patch of black and white Go pieces scattered on the ground. Everyone was pointing, but no one dared to go up to help .

Mu Feng looked at the scene, tightened his heart all of a sudden, and called out: "Dad!"