The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

"I'll let you in from now on, okay?"

When speaking, Zhou Yunjin's voice softened unknowingly.

Although this was the result I wanted, what did Zhou Yunjin's tone mean?

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yifan said a little annoyed: "Zhou Yunjin, I'm not a child anymore, you don't have to talk to me in such a coaxing tone."

Zhou Yunjin...

I think the frequency of the brain waves of the two people is absolutely different.

When the crew was about to return to the city, the reshoots for the Heat had already been completed.

"At the latest, their album will be released by the end of this month."

The end of August is the golden period for record sales. Seeing the intense unwillingness and nervousness on the faces of everyone in the conference room, Zhou Yifan lowered his head indifferently and said, "What are you afraid of? We have tried our best, even if the sales volume of Ling Feng's album is not as good as that of Heat That one, but at least we don't have any regrets."

Don't be too concerned about gains and losses in everything you do. Seeing Zhou Yifan's calm face, everyone gradually calmed down and only concentrated on the work in hand.

As for Zhou Yifan, they also changed from being indifferent or even contemptuous at the beginning to becoming more dependent on him. Although he doesn't say anything, no matter what he does, he will do his best. Under his influence, the entire team is now supported. Became the habit of saying less and doing more.

Zhou Yifan was very satisfied with their performance, but what he said did not match his inner thoughts.

In his previous life, he clearly remembered the sales volume of Ling Feng's album.

There is no other reason, because the sales volume of Ling Feng's album has broken several records.

In the context of the record industry's continued sluggishness, his debut album turned out, and even in the past many years, no one can beat such a sales record.

A surprise without any expectations is a real surprise. Zhou Yifan did this only to make more people look at him with admiration in the future.

Excluding the MV shooting for a few songs, the preparations for Ling Feng's album have already been completed. Looking at his future itinerary, Zhou Yifan raised his head and said, "When is the press conference for Heat's new album?"

"The 28th of this month."

"why?"

"Their first album is also released on this day." After thinking for a while, the man said, "This is already their sixth album."

Zhou Yifan yelled, thinking better, and using two approaches, after that day, Zhou Chuxun could no longer wear his hypocritical mask to deceive people everywhere.

Probably because there were too many things to be happy about, Zhou Yifan seemed very excited the day he picked up Miao Yuanshan and the others at the airport.

Facing those he is familiar with, he will hug them vigorously, and facing those he is not very familiar with, he will hold hands of others and say thank you constantly.

A group of people almost already knew his real identity, and seeing Zhou Yifan being so approachable and not putting on airs, they couldn't help thinking of him a little bit in their hearts.

In the end, only Zhou Yunjin was left.

Seeing that half-smile expression on his face again, and thinking that he had hugged someone else before, Zhou Yifan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over to hug him.

"Thank you, Zhou Yunjin."

Every time he called his full name, he was either angry or expressing gratitude to himself.

So even if his hug didn't show much sincerity, Zhou Yunjin didn't pay much attention to it. After hugging him tightly, Zhou Yunjin leaned into his ear and whispered: "Xiaofan, do you miss me?"

He was a little taller than himself, and the distance between the two of them was too close. Feeling his breath spraying on his right ear, Zhou Yifan backed away with a dry smile.

Regardless of his actions or expressions, he gave himself an overly ambiguous feeling.

Just thinking about what he had said to him before, Zhou Yifan felt that maybe he was worrying too much, and after reflexively saying something, he turned around and walked towards Miao Yuanshan next to him.

I could see him touching his right ear unconsciously, thinking that he was probably shy, the smile on Zhou Yunjin's face became more obvious.

After the crew returned to the city, they quickly started filming in the studio.

He didn't know if it was Zhou Yifan's illusion, but he just felt that Ling Feng's attitude had changed a lot this time.

In addition, he also saw Miao Yuanshan's amazing explosive power.

Tsk tsk, that roar could be heard by everyone outside the shed.

After muttering silently that he was fortunate that he was not an artist, Zhou Yifan leaned next to Ling Feng who was ordered by Miao Yuanshan to stand aside looking for feelings, and after passing the water in his hand, he said, "Isn't it hard work?"

"No."

Hearing his answer, Zhou Yifan finally understood what he had changed.

When shooting the album cover and poster last time, he looked like someone forced him, and he complained a lot in his words, but this time, he seemed to take such things seriously as his job.

"What? When you went to Xinjiang, you were severely trained by Director Miao?"

"He has always been like this." After speaking, Ling Feng looked at Zhou Yifan in front of him again, and said, "Many people are working hard for this album of mine, I can't... be like before..."

There was a firmness in his tone, Zhou Yifan stared at him blankly, and suddenly felt as if he saw his brat finally grow up.

Although moved, but still feel horrified.

There are some things that Zhou Yifan never told himself, as if he had begged Miao Yuanshan for a long time in order to ask Miao Yuanshan to film his mv.

But what was I thinking at that time?

Seeing Zhou Yifan coming to the recording studio in a hurry and leaving in a hurry, and thinking about his identity, Ling Feng thought that he signed him on a whim, and when he got tired of it, he didn't want to care about himself anymore.

Thinking of the feeling that when Miao Yuanshan said these words to himself that day, he was suddenly hit hard by something...

For his so-called dream, Ling Feng has actually lost a lot of things, the expectations of his family, the care of his friends, and sometimes even a little respect from others.

So after being treated like this by Zhou Yifan, this long-lost touch became something like a shock.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng looked at Zhou Yifan who was still unable to regain his senses, and said: "Xiaofan, I will work hard in the future." After thinking about it, he said: "I will also work hard to make money for you and the company."

Zhou Yifan said a few times, seeing Miao Yuanshan sitting alone in front of the camera, he felt that it would be more appropriate to ask Uncle Miao about it.

"Ling Feng, Zhou Yifan is mine, so please don't think about him that you shouldn't have."

The interaction between the two is now becoming more and more unbearable. After Zhou Yifan left, Ling Feng was still looking at him with obsessive eyes. Zhou Yunjin, who came to get water with an excuse, finally couldn't help but say something to him.

After hearing what he said, Ling Feng turned his head and said without expression: "I am very grateful for everything Xiaofan has done for me, and you too... Thank you."

Zhou Yunjin...

"Is that so?"

Hearing Miao Yuanshan explain the reason to himself, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Ling Feng's personality is similar to yours. This time you are considered the right person."

"What do you mean?"

"I value friendship, and I won't change jobs easily for money in the future."

"That's right, I don't even think about who I am!"

Miao Yuanshan couldn't see him with a smug face the most. After signaling to the director of the show to continue, Zhou Yifan stepped aside consciously.

At the end of August, when Ling Feng's MV was about to finish filming, Heat's new album launch was also going on as scheduled.

Looking at the hundreds of reporters in the venue, a smile slowly appeared on Zhou Yifan's face, thinking that after preparing for so long, this day finally came.

"Xiaofan, Heat's new album has sold [-] copies."

Lan Yu claimed [-] to the public, but this figure is hard to come by given that the record industry is not doing well.

Probably wanting Zhou Yifan to learn from their successful experience, early this morning, Zhou Yifan, who deliberately made a dissatisfied expression, was pulled up from the bed by Zhou Zhili.

But today's protagonists are not them. Zhou Yifan and Zhou Zhili just stood in a corner of the venue and looked at the stage with a kind of observation mentality.

Standing on the stage were the four members of Heat and Zhou Chuxun, who single-handedly helped them make their debut and pushed them to this height.

Zhou Chuxun likes to do everything by himself, for example, the press conference of the Heat's new album will be hosted by himself.

Seeing him standing on the stage in a white slim-fit suit and answering the reporter's questions in a good manner, Zhou Zhili pushed Zhou Yifan, who was texting and seemed very absent-minded, with some dissatisfaction, and said, "Learn more! Look at Chu Xun's performance." How nice it is!"

Zhou Yifan nodded with a smile on his face, and put away his mobile phone at the same time.

The last part of the press conference is to wish the sales volume of the album in advance, which is also the most important part of the whole conference.

The sales target of the Heat this time was set at 30. Just when a few people on the stage smiled at the camera under the spotlight from time to time, and were about to smash the numbers on the ice stand with a special hammer, there was a loud noise in the venue. The female voice that seemed a little distorted due to excitement.

"Zhao Quyang! Yangyang!"

Zhou Yifan stood sideways to Zhou Chuxun, after hearing this voice and that name, he quickly saw Zhou Chuxun's pale face.