My conditions do not allow me not to be red (rebirth)

This is not the first time that Wang Yang has been in the same frame with Jin Feng in public. The last time they met Ji, face to face, and even recorded a scene. Today, they are not at the same table anyway. There are so many other stars worthy of attention.

Nor is it difficult for Wang Yang to cope with his two lives and many jobs.

But Wang Yang had to admit that at this time, he was inexplicably nervous.

Jin Feng, who was at the next table, seemed to have a strong magnetic field that he could receive, and his presence was so strong that he had an attitude of supporting his work, but his attention was always on the side.

When he came to the stage, he could feel that Jin Feng's gaze was fixed on him motionlessly.

Even the host brushed aside, joked, and asked Wang Yang teasingly if Xiao Hai came here alone today. Wang Yang couldn't turn his head in time, and he didn't react until the audience screamed for a few seconds. He replied: "It's true that I'm not alone, there are also managers, assistants, and fans who like me."

The host sighed clearly: "Ah~"

The subject changed, "Today there is only the sea, no mountains."

Everyone on and off the stage laughed knowingly, Wang Yang must not let himself fall into this topic dryly, and immediately answered: "Shan..."

"Ahhhhhh." The fans screamed.

Wang Yang Qing sang: "Over the mountain and over the sea, there is a group of Smurfs. They are lively and smart, and they are mischievous and clever."

He successfully led the topic, and won applause from the scene praising his emotional intelligence and on-the-spot response.

However, this is only the case at the scene, and the live broadcast is another scene——

After Wang Yang sang, the audience applauded and the host praised him, but the camera suddenly swung to Jin Feng's table, capturing the scene of Jin Feng looking at the stage and the people next to him talking to Jin Feng.

Barrage--

[Xiao Hai has already sung about the Smurfs, can't you let him go? 】

[Xiao Hai will definitely die of anger when he finds out, and brought back all the topics he brought up with his own ability. 】

[Xiao Hai doesn't know yet, but when he finds out, he will block the footage of your unit. 】

[The Smurfs are over there?Is it because the shots of your dinner party are perfect? 】

[The camera is shaking, what's the matter, if you have the ability to shoot Boss Jin's face, I just want to see Boss Ba's doting eyes. 】

[I seem to suddenly know what Mr. Jin likes Xiaohai.I also like this small sea. 】

The dinner party is over, and the inner hall is closed.

Some artists left directly, some artists wore jackets to talk and chat with people in the infield and backstage, and some took this opportunity to chat with others and socialize on occasions to expand their contacts.

Wang Yang didn't have so many post-conclusion activities, so he was going to leave directly.

But people from Jin Feng's table surrounded them, got to know each other casually, and socialized for a while.

During this period, Jin Feng was standing beside him, slightly sideways, facing him, in a very strong and revealing supporting posture.

So everyone gave Wang Yang face, chatted with Wang Yang, and joked with Wang Yang.

Wang Yang's performance is as usual. The life experience of the two lifetimes has given him the stability beyond his years and the ease of socializing with others.

This made the surrounding executives, who originally wanted to show Jin Feng face, to look at this young artist with new admiration.

Everyone respected Jin Feng's eyes and said: I can understand why it is such a little boy.

There are still two brushes.

I don't know, but Wang Yang just socialized freely on the surface, and complained in his heart: Is it not over yet?Let him go.

He wanted to remove his make-up, change his clothes, go back to lie down, and rest.

Wang Yang didn't pay much attention to Jin Feng at first, and while chatting, seeing why it wasn't over and everyone was still not leaving, he finally exchanged a glance with Jin Feng for help.

When Jin Feng received this look from him, he pursed his smile, and quickly found an opportunity to interrupt everyone's chat, and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's stop here today."

Wang Yang let out a sigh of relief, finally!

Great, rescued.

Dressed in regret, with a smile on his face, he stood on the last second post and said goodbye to the bosses.

Watching them off, Wang Yang let go of his expression, with a tired face, picked up the glass again, and took a sip of champagne.

But in fact, he doesn't want to drink, he wants to drink water to moisten his throat, there is no water, let's make do.

Jin Feng looked at him, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said, "Want to drink water?"

Wang Yang drank the champagne and let out a "hmm".

Jin Feng went back to his table, took his cup and handed it to Wang Yang: "Drink, it's water, not wine."

Wang Yang took it, adjusted the mouth of the cup subconsciously, and then drank with his head raised.

Jin Feng laughed straight away.

Is it because he is afraid of touching the place where he drinks, and afraid of indirect kissing?

Jin Feng thought to himself: He doesn't like indirectness, he has a clear goal and wants to be direct.

The two went out.

Jin Feng's assistant, the staff of the dinner party, Luo Hui, Xiao You... There were seven or eight people coming along the way, and Jin Feng and Wang Yang always walked together on the same road.

Even if Wang Yang met someone during the period and wanted to stand still and say something, Jin Feng didn't go first, but stood aside and waited.

As if they had agreed to go together.

Others thought so, so they didn't ask any more questions.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Jin Feng's car was already waiting, Wang Yang was tired, a little lazy, didn't say a word, stretched out his hand covered in his coat, and waved at Jin Feng.

Without noticing, the driver of Jin Feng's car got off, walked around the front of the car, and handed the key to Jin Feng.

Jin Feng walked down two steps, took the key with one hand, turned sideways, held Wang Yang's waving hand with the other, and gently moved it, signaling Wang Yang to follow him.

Wang Yang:?

Wang Yang walked down the steps, Luo Hui and Xiao You didn't make a sound of doubt.

Wang Yang looked back at them suspiciously:?

Some of you should make a sound, ask a question, stop it?

Xiao You looked at the sky and pretended not to see it.

Luo Hui blinked, his eyes were inexplicable: You just came out together, Mr. Jin has been waiting for you, didn't you agree to go together?

Stop what?

Luo Hui also raised his hand, waved to Wang Yang, and signaled with his eyes: "Go, go."

???

Wang Yang felt that it was time to change to a smarter agent.

He himself could have been smart enough to decline Jin Feng face to face, he was tired, it was getting late, it was late, and there would be an announcement tomorrow, but Wang Yang didn't say anything, and followed Jin Feng into the car.

Not only because he was tired and didn't have the strength to resist, but also because Jin Feng had already opened the car door for him, and Wang Yang would not refute Gao Shan's face in public.

The two got into the car, and the Maybach drove away.

The interior of the car was quiet, Wang Yang adjusted the seat and found a comfortable sitting position.

Jin Feng drove the car: "Lie down, get more comfortable."

Wang Yang leveled the seat and half-lyed down, feeling that he was saved.

Jin Feng was a little amused: "People who can live broadcast until twelve o'clock in the evening at work all day, can't hold on today?"

Wang Yang was half lying down, with his hands in front of him, closed his eyes, and sighed, "I'm tired today."

Jin Feng noticed it, and glanced at the co-driver while driving: "Tired?"

Wang Yang: "I'm very tired."

Tired because he had no time to rest, relax and adjust for a month before today, and tired because Jin Feng also came today, he was unexpectedly a little nervous, so today's work took a lot more effort than usual.

Wang Yang's voice softened and he asked Jin Feng, "Where are we going now?"

Jin Feng: "I originally wanted to take you to a restaurant for dinner."

Since you are so tired, forget it.

Jin Feng: "I'll take you back."

Wang Yang closed his eyes, hummed in a daze, and said, "I will give my new home address..."

Ah, yes, Jin Feng knows.

Wang Yang kept his voice down and lay down quietly. After lying down for a while, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover the brooch in his coat and the chest of the suit, and let out a sigh of relief as if confirming that it was still there and not lost.

Jin Feng teased him: "Lost it? It's very expensive, nine figures."

Wang Yang was stunned by the nine-digit number, opened his eyes, and raised his neck:?

Jin Feng smirked and drove the car: "I'm kidding you."

Wang Yang: ...

Jin Feng: "There are no nine digits."

Wang Yang couldn't sleep, so he simply stopped lying down and said, "Walking on the red carpet is not good, everything has to be classy."

Jin Feng: "Don't worry, I didn't embarrass you."

For Wang Yang, no matter the clothes or accessories, they must be the best.

Wang Yang took out his mobile phone, guessing that the Internet must have picked up all his clothes today, and asked while turning on the screen: "I didn't recognize it, which brand?"

Jin Feng mentioned a brand, and Wang Yang was a little familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that it was a relatively low-key luxury in Europe, and he was secretly speechless.

The brooch of that brand is not enough for nine digits, but hundreds of thousands are still required.

Brother Feng is really generous. Wang Yang raised his hand to pick off the brooch, and opened the official blog of that brand on his mobile phone.

Exclusive customization of mountains and seas?

The sky is high and the earth is wide, but love is eternal?

Wang Yang stopped removing the brooch.

Jin Feng seemed to be able to control the rhythm forever, he didn't look back, but he seemed to know everything.

Jin Feng said unhurriedly: "Don't pick it up, there is no need to return it, it was originally given to you."

Wang Yang has become a gourd again.

Just at a red light, the car stopped, Jin Feng turned his head, and the two silently looked at each other through the darkness inside the car and the neon lights falling from the windshield.

Jin Feng's arm resting on the armrest box moved, and Wang Yang's hand was immediately held.

Wang Yang's hand was a little cold, Jin Feng held it and squeezed it, and asked, "Is it cold?" He said and turned up the temperature in the car.

Wang Yang was held, motionless, and his voice was a little low: "It's not cold."

Jin Feng leaned over, the two of them were very close, maybe because of the closed space, Wang Yang breathed, and soon smelled Jin Feng's unique aura.

Those breaths made his heart beat unconsciously.

Wang Yang held his breath and held his brain that had stopped functioning at the moment, but he still said something thoughtless: "You didn't participate in this kind of activity before, did you go for me today?"

Jin Feng laughed secretly, his chest convulsed, so he paid so much attention to him before, even he knew that he never participated in such activities.

Red light jumps to green light, traffic slows down.

Jin Feng sat up slightly, looked ahead, and controlled the car, holding his right hand all the time without letting go.

"Otherwise?" Jin Feng replied, "It's not within the scope of the company's business, and there will be a lot of entertainment if you go there. In the past, of course you wouldn't go."

With a little gravity, he squeezed Wang Yang's hand, and his tone was solemn, Jin Feng said, "Isn't it for you?"

Wang Yang wondered if the heater was too hot. After hearing these words, he was so dizzy, his chest seemed to be suffocated, and he couldn't breathe well.

The hand holding him seemed to be familiar with the environment, and it was gently squeezing his fingers and palm.

Wang Yang was so dizzy that he had no time to look at it. To be honest, he didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he felt that Jin Feng's hand was quite big. It was quite comfortable to hold, pinch and rub Jin Feng's hand.

And the touch between the textures seems to breed countless neurons, extending along the nerve endings in his hands, extending to the arms, and transmitting to the limbs.

His heart is hot.

The slow-moving traffic in front accelerated, and the road began to flow. Wang Yang thought that he was going to drive now, so he should let go of his hands.

Jin Feng was loose, but before he let go, he looked at the front, held Wang Yang's hand to his lips, and kissed the back of his hand, "Sit down."

Wang Yang took back his hand, but starting from the back of the hand, a jitter ran through his limbs, his toes were digging secretly, his scalp was numb, and his soul was about to float out of the shell.

He kisses me?

Jin Feng kissed him? ! ! !