Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

Sheng Mingfeng has always had the habit of going to bed late, not because of the nature of his work to catch up on announcements, but because his inspiration for writing songs and composing always bursts out in the middle of the night, so he often stays up late.

When Lin Jianxi sent the message, he was crouching at the desk to polish the words he had written before, when he looked up and saw the familiar head flickering, his eyes were shocked.

When exchanging contact information back then, I originally wanted to give him some psychological comfort, and I specifically told him not to come and disturb him if he had nothing to do.As a result, this little brother was too obedient, and he really didn't take the initiative to come to the door even once!

Today the sun came out from the west.

Sheng Mingfeng crossed his two long legs, stretched his hand on the edge of the table, bent his index finger and tapped the table twice, and after a few seconds, he casually took the phone and clicked on the message——

Good guy, a string of gibberish.

He frowned, and just sent a question mark, but there were several messages played over there in succession.

At first glance, there are still a few strings of garbled characters.

What's up with this guy?

So he didn't want to send a message to himself at all, but just accidentally pressed it?

Feeling uneasy suddenly, Sheng Mingfeng slammed the phone on the table, picked up the songbook again with a sullen face, and slowly corrected the words on it.

Silence lasts forever, ups and downs with pain - press it casually, how can it just be sent to yourself?

The tears flowed in the dream without a trace—and it was so late at night, so there must be something wrong, right?

"Tsk." He plucked his hair irritably, threw away the pen, and simply called Lin Jianxi.

Then there was a long busy tone, so long that Sheng Mingfeng's patience was about to run out, and finally there was a response.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter so late?"

The originally clear voice of the young man was a little distorted after passing through the speaker, but it seemed mature, and it also vaguely brought a bit of laziness from just waking up, as if he had disturbed his dream.

Sheng Mingfeng laughed angrily in an instant: "Ha, what's the matter with me? Take a look at what you just sent me first."

"Ah? Did I just post something..." First there was a flurry of movement, followed by a shocked inhalation sound, which made Sheng Mingfeng speechless.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lin Jianxi seemed to have finally come to her senses at this time, and began to apologize repeatedly.

"I should have accidentally unlocked the phone with my fingerprint while I was asleep, and I didn't know how to send it out by clicking indiscriminately."

"Hiss—it's not right." Sheng Mingfeng's mind was so keen, he immediately grasped the key to the problem, and said suspiciously: "With the frequency of communication between the two of us, the chat interface must have sunk to the bottom. Send it to me? Lin Jianxi—”

With a smile in his tone, what he said hit the nail on the head: "Are you secretly browsing my circle of friends before going to bed?"

"I'm not!" Lin Jianxi categorically denied it.

"Oh," Sheng Mingfeng replied indifferently, "That's because he wanted to send me a message, but fell asleep later."

"I didn't!" Lin Jianxi was dying.

The quick and decisive rebuttal sounded like a fake, which further proved his guilty conscience at the moment.

For some reason, Sheng Mingfeng's mood instantly improved.He smiled lightly and didn't continue to ask further questions.

Lin Jianxi consciously bluffed through the test, seemed relieved, and quickly changed the subject: "Brother Feng, you... what are you doing now, did I affect your rest?"

The voice sounded cautious, and Sheng Mingfeng could almost imagine that the silly rabbit on the other end of the phone was drooping its head pitifully, and its long ears must have drooped down.

He immediately sneered: "You are the only one who can influence me? Stop putting money on your face."

"Besides, how can I sleep now?" He picked up the signature pen and twirled it between his fingertips, "I want to go out and look for inspiration twice as before, but the hotel entrance is full of paparazzi and proxies. , as annoying as flies!"

If these words were heard by other [-]th-tier young artists, they would definitely think that he was both respectable and upright, but what Sheng Mingfeng said was indeed the truth.

From the beginning, he was not a person who particularly wanted to be popular. He entered the entertainment circle only hoping that the music he created could reach the public and be recognized by more people, and this can only be achieved by becoming popular.

Right now, his outstanding appearance and extraordinary strength have indeed made him popular overnight, but it has seriously interfered with his normal life, and even imprisoned the generation of creative inspiration.

This is an eternally contradictory proposition.

"Or read more books or watch movies?" Lin Jianxi seriously helped him with suggestions, "If you input enough, maybe you will get inspiration."

"It feels different. I need to breathe fresh air. I can't get out all day like being locked in a cage. There are people following cars everywhere. I can hardly write songs."

Sheng Mingfeng's handsome brows were tightly clamped, and his beautiful blond hair shone brightly under the lamp.He crackled and complained a lot, only to realize that the other end of the phone hadn't made any sound since sometime.

What's the matter, this little brother is too unqualified, no matter how clumsy his tongue is, can't he even say a few words of comfort at a time like this?

"Why don't you talk?" He wondered, "Don't tell me you fell asleep!"

However, for some reason, there was a sound of stomping footsteps, but it seemed that they were not asleep.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Still no one responded, only the strange humming sound came from the phone, echoing in the silent room.

After waiting for a long time, Sheng Mingfeng finally lost his patience, raised his voice and shouted: "Lin Jianxi!"

"Hey, I'm here." The young man seemed to have finally heard what he said, his movements stopped, and he was slightly panting when he answered.

"Listen, there are a lot of cars coming here now, and a few people are standing by and chatting. The old man in front is selling watermelons, and he has already cut open one. Wow, there are no seeds, and it's so cheap, only one yuan a catty!"

Sheng Mingfeng didn't understand what Lin Jianxi was doing.

In other words, it was because he had already guessed what this person was doing that made him feel incredible.

He froze for a second, then asked, "What are you talking about?"

The person over there seemed to smile shyly: "You can't go outside, but I can. Is there any more inspiration? There is still a cool wind blowing at this point. Now we don't talk, you just You can hear the wind."

"..." Sheng Mingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to curse but stopped.

So stupid, this kind of childish plot that only appears in movies, only three-year-olds or fools will do it!

Sheng Mingfeng felt that he was an adult with normal intelligence and shouldn't be degraded with Lin Jianxi.

But in fact, he held his breath without saying a word, allowing the sound of the wind to pass through the speakers, and miraculously, he calmed down the original feeling of irritability in his heart.

What the heck.

Sheng Mingfeng felt that the night wind must have blown not only into his ears, but also into his chest, otherwise how could his heart be pounding.

"You, you idiot, you didn't sleep and ran outside in the middle of the night, just to let me hear these noises!"

The sudden throbbing made him hesitate to speak, and he began to regret the words as soon as he uttered them, wondering if he should say something to make up for it.

But Lin Jianxi has long been used to his violent temper from time to time, so he didn't care, but sighed with emotion: "Brother Feng, I actually agree with what you said just now, people really have to be close Live, close to nature."

"Do you remember how many times the Dean's mother took us out for outings when we were young?"

"Uh... well, I have a little impression." That's strange.

In fact, Sheng Mingfeng doesn't remember anything at all. He has always been more concerned about music. The memory of the orphanage when he was a child has long been blurred. The most impressive thing is fighting with others. Take the outing to heart.

But Lin Jianxi didn't seem to understand the perfunctory in his words. He was even happier when he said that he remembered, and there was still a bit of nostalgia in his tone: "At that time we were running around in the fields, looking at the mountains and water, You can also go down to the pond to catch fish and shrimp, grill fish when you are hungry, and sit down and sing when you are tired, which is very interesting.”

"Isn't that just camping in the suburbs?" Sheng Mingfeng was aroused by what he said, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "You sign up for a group online, and go wherever you want."

"But it's so boring to go alone." He muttered in a low voice, "I'm familiar with you, but you're a big star, so it's impossible to go with me."

I am also familiar with you.

You can't go with me.

Such soft complaints and clear-cut words made Sheng Mingfeng feel inexplicably comfortable, so he waved his hands proudly and promised: "OK, OK, if I find a suitable opportunity, I will definitely take you there once."

"Forget it, there's no other suitable opportunity. It's possible unless you stop being popular, and I don't want to curse you." The corners of Lin Jianxi's mouth slightly raised, and the stream of light in his eyes was astonishingly bright in the night.

I have paved the way for my words here, and you will have a ready-made opportunity soon, so when the time comes, you must remember to bring me with you.

The bright sun in Yancheng lasted for a long time, and the weather became hotter and hotter. Walking on the street was unbearably hot. Everyone waited eagerly for a long time, and finally ushered in the rare first rain.

The sound of the rain was pattering and crackling on the glass window, and the scenery outside the window was quite different from the past, which gave Sheng Mingfeng some wonder.

He immediately took out his songbook, intending to record the few melodies that came to his mind just now. Before he finished writing, Han Chenfei pushed the door open and came in, holding a large stack of blue folders and a thick paper bag in his hand. overlay data.

"Mingfeng, it's rare for you to be free during this period. I'll pick up a variety show for you, so that when you retreat to prepare for the concert, you can also guarantee a certain amount of exposure."

"Xiaojiang has already greeted me, you can arrange it." Sheng Mingfeng nodded casually, still immersed in his own world, with a look of fading interest.

Except for the music-related matters such as cooperation stages and concerts, Han Chenfei, the manager, is responsible for most of the work announcements in his circle, and there will never be any mistakes anyway.

And Han Chenfei was also used to his attitude of letting things go, and was even quite complacent, because it at least represented an attitude of absolute trust.

""My Friends and Me" is a lifestyle variety show. It will be recorded once and divided into two episodes. The planner just emailed me. The location should be in a fairly secluded mountainous area in Liangcheng. The director team has not yet announced the details. Finalized, it is probably a bit of a camping nature."

He explained to himself, and he didn't expect Sheng Mingfeng to listen to it all, as long as he had a little idea in his heart.

"The response to the first episode that has been aired is good, but there are also a few major controversial points, so you should pay attention when you are on the show, including the way you speak and..."

Sheng Mingfeng didn't listen to a word of the rest, and hurriedly asked: "You just said it was camping? Where are you going?"

Han Chenfei looked at the information in his hand again: "I went to Liangcheng mountain area, I visited it, and the scenery there is not bad."

Sheng Mingfeng's heart moved slightly.

"We ran around in the fields, looking at the mountains and the water, and we could go down to the pond to catch fish and prawns. When we were hungry, we grilled fish, and when we were tired, we sat down and sang..."

What Lin Jianxi said that night clearly came to his mind, and immediately turned into a vivid picture.

He also said that it must be impossible, isn't this opportunity coming now?

The corners of Sheng Mingfeng's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he put the notebook in his hand on the table lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Have you decided who will go to record the show with me?"

Hearing this, Han Chenfei froze slightly.

This question is very strange, because Sheng Mingfeng in the past would not pay attention to these insignificant issues at all, and he would do whatever the studio arranged.But now that he deliberately asked such a question, it showed that he probably already had a plan in mind.

A dimness flashed across Han Chenfei's eyes quickly, and after careful consideration, he decided to strike first.

"This person must not only guarantee to maintain your good image at all times, but also be able to clean up the mess for your willful behavior, and he must be trustworthy enough that there will be no follow-up problems—"

He paused, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "So besides me, do you have any other choice?"

"Of course, Lin Jianxi." Sheng Mingfeng took it for granted, "It's my little brother, you met that day."

The bad premonition was fulfilled at this moment, and Han Chenfei's complexion suddenly darkened: "This is not appropriate, he is not an insider, he doesn't understand many things, and it is easy to cause trouble for you."

"What's inappropriate?" Sheng Mingfeng casually raised his hand to straighten his flowing blond hair, "When I watched other artists on the show, I brought along amateur friends, and I didn't see any problems."

"And this kid has a very good personality, and he is obedient. He can do what he is asked to do, and he will definitely not go wrong when recording the show."

"What about after the program is recorded?" Han Chenfei raised his eyes to look at the young man beside him, with a sharp tone.

He thought of the gorgeous young man's acting skills comparable to that of a professional actor, but he still couldn't hold back, and reminded him in a circumstantial way: "Have you ever thought that he may not be as simple as you imagined."

The smile on Sheng Mingfeng's face faded immediately, "What do you mean?"

It was a question, but his face was gloomy, and he even turned away after finishing speaking, the meaning of refusing to talk was already obvious.

However, Han Chenfei refused to budge an inch. Sheng Mingfeng's different attitude towards Lin Jianxi made him extremely vigilant, so he must test out his attitude today!

He calmed down his tone and tried to make his attitude gentle and objective: "It's not the first day you have entered this circle, don't you know the way inside? I didn't mean to target him, but as a broker, a certain risk assessment is necessary."

But Sheng Mingfeng didn't appreciate it: "How many years have I known him, what kind of person he is, I don't need anyone to evaluate him, and I don't need others to tell me."

With Lin Jianxi's stupid temperament, he was worried all day long that his career would be affected, and he had clearly promised him, so he didn't dare to bother him at all.How could such a person have ulterior motives?

He has a bad temper in the first place, and this time he directly shook his face: "Do you have any other arrangements to explain?"

This is obviously an order to evict guests.

Han Chenfei couldn't help feeling tense. Sheng Mingfeng has a strong rebellious heart and a stubborn personality. The more he persuades, the more he will confront him. Only by presenting tangible evidence can he completely change his mind.

So he wisely stopped arguing, opened the door and took the elevator downstairs, and got into his business car with a cold face.

Before coming to see Sheng Mingfeng, he had just finished two video conferences, and there was a dinner that he had to attend in a while. The schedule was actually very tight, and there was no extra time to deal with these trivial matters.

"Master, are you going to the Mandis Hotel?" The driver turned his head halfway to confirm.

"Yeah." He nodded slightly, and fell into his own thoughts again.

What kind of abilities does this Lin Jianxi have?

First, because he ran all the way to school regardless of the established schedule, and later took him directly into the recording studio. Counting this variety show, this is the third time Sheng Mingfeng has made an exception.

Boom—the car started and drove steadily on the road.

"Wait!" His pale and gloomy profile was reflected on the window glass, and Han Chenfei heard his own cold voice in the car: "Go to Verdelite coffee instead, hurry up."

On rainy days, there are people coming and going at the entrance of the coffee shop, and there are more people coming in to take shelter from the rain. It is always more lively than usual, but the box is still as quiet as ever, even so quiet that it is a bit dead.

"I have a game tonight, and I have to leave at 05:30. Time is running out, so let's make a long story short." As soon as he came up, Han Chenfei began to exert pressure, trying to firmly control the initiative on his side.

"No problem, I also hope for a quick solution. After all, it's not good to leave the post during working hours because of personal matters." Lin Jianxi made a pun, with a touch of sarcasm in his words: "I just don't know what you want to talk to me about. ?”

"It's about a variety show that Mingfeng will be participating in soon." He explained the purpose of coming straight to the point and briefly introduced the situation.

"He insisted on letting you participate in the recording, but from the perspective of program effects and image building, I hope you can refuse his invitation and replace it with a more professional candidate."

His tone seemed tough, but in fact he exposed all his helplessness and weaknesses to the outside. This was an extremely obvious strategy of arrogance. First let the opponent relax his vigilance so that he could take advantage of it.

However, Lin Jianxi could not see any pride or dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he kicked the ball back with all his might.

"What you said is very reasonable, but Brother Feng is so smart, he must have his own plans. Anyway, I will follow his arrangements."

Han Chenfei said in a deep voice: "He concentrates on music and doesn't know much about these things. Since you are his friend, you should consider him more and persuade him more."

Lin Jianxi smiled sweetly: "But I don't understand these things, so I don't know how to think about it. Besides, I'm just a little brother, how can I persuade him?"

Damn it, started playing dumb again.

Han Chenfei rubbed his cheeks in displeasure, and said with a blunt smile: "There are only two of us here, so you don't have to act?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Lin Jianxi blinked innocently, like a real idiot.

Han Chenfei: "..."

He saw that people seldom made mistakes. That day Lin Jianxi was able to confront him openly and secretly, which proved that this person was innocent and harmless on the outside, but aggressive and flamboyant on the inside.

This kind of person will get revenge, and refuses to take the slightest loss. Although he is smart, he is not stable enough, and is the easiest to get carried away.

But he didn't expect that in the following conversation, no matter what he said, Lin Jianxi would not accept his tricks. He kept his words tight and refused to get caught, as if he wasn't the one who deliberately provoked him in the recording studio that day!

How can a person's personality be so ever-changing?

Han Chenfei was puzzled, and his brows were furrowed together. Even at the business negotiation table, he had never been so anxious.

For a moment, he almost thought that this man had seen through his plan.

On the contrary, Lin Jianxi seemed calm and calm.During the gap between the confrontation, he looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was already five twenty.

Han Chenfei will leave on time at 05:30, that is to say, he only has 10 minutes left.

A gleam flashed in Lin Jianxi's eyes, and her soft fingertips silently rubbed her knee twice.

Great, so now you have two options.

Or, continue to delay until the end, and then end today's meeting peacefully, leaving Han Chenfei with nothing.There is almost no risk in doing so, although the return is only five cents.

Or, take a risky move, and within 10 minutes, leave an unforgettable impression on him.Although there will be a risk of five points in doing so, there will be a return of ten points if it succeeds!

Lin Jianxi was naturally adventurous and good at using the fastest and most effective means to achieve his goals, so he chose the latter without hesitation.

As the old saying goes, how do you deal with a madman?

As long as he is crazier than him, he will not dare to go crazy anymore.

Lin Jianxi narrowed her eyes slightly, and stood up suddenly as if she couldn't hold back her emotions at last. The breath of her whole body changed suddenly, and her eyes became sharp like knives, suddenly becoming powerful and dangerous.

Han Chenfei was startled, subconsciously followed suit, and moved his hand in a certain direction unconsciously.

Lin Jianxi's gaze was like a torch, and with just one sweep, a clear smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

I found it——

It turns out here.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly walked to Han Chenfei's side with lightning speed, grabbed the black tie on the man's chest and pulled it up forcefully, dragging him to the front. The distance of centimeters!

The distance was too close, and the speed was too fast for people to react in time, and Lin Jianxi's eyes were fierce, and his strength was so amazing that Han Chenfei almost thought that he was about to throw a fist at him.

But before he got ready to fight back, the next moment, boundless softness appeared in those beautiful clear eyes, a thin blush appeared in the corners of the eyes, and there was an unpredictable smile on the corners of the dark red lips, so beautiful It's hard to look away.

He didn't seem to want to hit me, but to kiss me.

Such a ridiculous idea suddenly popped up in Han Chenfei's mind.

In fact, he has never had such close contact with anyone. It's not that he is clean and self-sufficient, but because his eyes are above the top, and no one except Sheng Mingfeng looks down on him.After work, I spend all my time collecting precious gems, and I have no interest in hunting for beauty.

That's why such a gorgeous and delicate face came up abruptly, and the deep and shallow breaths overlapped each other. Han Chenfei smelled the faint fragrance again in the lingering relationship between ears and temples, and naturally fell into a trance.

He clearly knew that the young man in front of him was the best at deceiving and acting, but he couldn't help but be seduced for a moment, he relaxed all over, and even leaned over involuntarily, and then——

Pushed away!

All the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared immediately, and Lin Jianxi was already standing aside expressionlessly, playing with a small recording pen with her slender, white fingers.

And as soon as he pressed the switch, the voices of the two people's previous conversation came out clearly!

Han Chenfei's eyes were shocked.

The recording pen was kept on his body all the time, and he didn't even know when it was taken away by Lin Jianxi!

"Recording without the person's permission is illegal evidence collection. Han Chenfei—" He snorted lightly, his words were obviously mocking, but because of the clarity in his voice, he looked extra provocative.

"Your tricks are not enough in front of me."

Han Chenfei's heart skipped a beat.

The author has something to say: I feel a little uncomfortable today, and the update is late, so I'm sorry.

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