President, he can't control the Shura field.

Cheng Lian came to see Jian Fanchen this morning, just to invite him to the music festival.But he was not sure whether Jian Fanchen would agree, after all, the crowd was crowded, and Jian Fanchen should not be used to that kind of place with his status.

This is the first time he did not go to a music festival as a performer, but simply wanted to be an audience.Last night he decided that no matter whether Jian Fanchen agreed or not, he would invite him once.

For some reason, after the last time, the words "Tianya Highway" were stuck in his mind.

In the vr room today, after Cheng Lian broke the record, the staff members were all screaming and cheering, causing colleagues on the same floor to come and watch.

Xiaoan happened to pass by, was attracted, and found out that it was the four of them, no wonder it caused quite a commotion.

Cheng Lian didn't care about how many points he scored, put down the guitar and asked Xiao An: "Mr. Jian has a schedule tomorrow?"

When he asked this sentence, Ying Ming and the others all looked at him.

Xiao An looked at his watch and said, "Tomorrow is Saturday, and the boss has no work arrangements for this weekend. What's wrong?"

"Okay," Cheng Lian said, put on his coat, and said as he walked outside, "Thank you, Secretary An."

Xiao An looked at his back in a good mood, and then looked back at the other three who were a little depressed in front of the machine.

Ying Ming was still wearing gloves, and punched the machine sandbag heavily.

The staff next to him immediately stammered and said: "This record is high, you are actually...almost on par with the record number one...you may catch up if you fight again."

Ying Ming realized that he might scare others, so he withdrew his hand: "Sorry. No need." Then he took off the gloves and returned them to others.

Jiang Tang put down the handle, walked over to Xiao An and asked, "Secretary An, is Mr. Jian okay tomorrow?"

"It's okay." Xiaoan sensed the strange atmosphere, but he didn't understand why he had to be so serious about playing a game, and it wasn't an e-sports competition.

Jianzhuo took off his helmet, got off the racing car, and politely returned the glasses to the staff.Although it looked normal, except for saying hello to Xiao An, he walked out without looking back.

"Xiao Jian," Xiao An called him, "stay for lunch?"

Jian Zhuo turned his head and replied, "No, I'm going to school."

After Jian Fanchen received Cheng Lian's invitation, he was shocked for a while.

That's it?

Cheng Lian broke a record, and the reward he wants is to invite him to the C City Music Festival?

And Cheng Lian didn't perform on stage yet, so he just invited him to watch other people's performances together.

What kind of reward is this?

Moreover, how could such an aloof male protagonist take the initiative to ask someone out to play?

There are so many questions.Not understanding, Jian Fanchen asked, "Is this a reward for you?"

Cheng Lian glanced sideways at the flower basket facing outside, then turned around and said, "Mr. Jian, don't get me wrong, I just want to find a chance to express my gratitude to you."

Jian Fanchen thought about it, and he was right, he gave resources so simply, Cheng Lian hadn't calmed down yet.

In order to show that he really has no plans for others, Jian Fanchen finally readily agreed.And for the balance of the hero's heart, he decided to act very happy and enjoy it.

The music festival in City C has been held for ten years. In the past two years, it has received strong support from the government.

Early on Saturday morning, Cheng Lian drove to pick up Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen wore a black t-shirt and shorts, as long as he was not at work, he would wear the most comfortable clothes.

"Actually, I can just ask the driver to take me to the park. You have made a big circle like this." Jian Fanchen said as he got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

Cheng Lian turned to look at him, smiled faintly, and said, "I made an appointment with you, and I will be responsible for everything about you today."

Jian Fanchen found out that the male protagonist didn't seem to be so cold, he actually laughed.

And he also realized that they hadn't been alone, not even during a staff meal.

Well, too unfamiliar.Today is not like meeting with friends, but more like a thank-you banquet from Party B to Party A.

The music park is located on the outskirts of Linhai. In recent years, it has been popularized by music festivals and has become an Internet celebrity tourist spot.

Although they came early, many young people queued up before dawn and waited to open the gate. When they entered the park, it was already very lively.

"Boss Jian, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Cheng Lian was familiar with this place, and took Jian Fanchen to the snack street.

"No, there is still food at the music festival?" Jian Fanchen hadn't paid attention to the music festival in recent years, nor had he been to an amusement park.

"The performance area is inside, separate. This is an amusement park." Cheng Lian said, "What do you want to eat?"

Jian Fanchen took a look, there were too many people, he didn't want to queue up, so he just said forget it.

Cheng Lian followed his gaze and said, "You can't enter the performance area yet. Let's sit there for a while. You can see the sea."

Cheng Lian took Jian Fanchen under the parasol on the beach, and then ran to buy fried chicken and soda. He just saw Jian Fanchen staring at this booth.

"Thank you." Jian Fanchen was really hungry, and he couldn't care less to lament Cheng Lian's carefulness, eating fried chicken, drinking soda and blowing the sea breeze, happy like a fairy.

When he was in a good mood, he wanted to chat, so he asked Cheng Lian: "Why don't you participate in the performance? Do you want to be an audience?"

Cheng Lian was wearing sunglasses and laying on a beach chair with a glass of juice in his hand.

"After so many years of acting, I'm tired of it. It's so comfortable to be an audience." He said.

Jian Fanchen felt wrong when he heard this, and looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you love music?"

Cheng Lian shook his head and said, "Listening to music is also an expression of loving music. If I stop singing in the future, it must not be because I don't love music."

"Then you must sing." Jian Fanchen had no doubts, he foresaw the future, and this future singer would be the hottest singer.

Cheng Lian turned to look at him with complicated eyes.

For a long time, he had self-doubt, suspecting that he was not suitable for this entertainment circle.

He didn't know why Jian Fanchen believed in him so much and invested in him, a little-known newcomer.

He would rather that Jian Fanchen had plans for him, otherwise he would not know how to repay.

"Mr. Jian," he looked at the sea and the sky, "What kind of paradise do you think?"

"That's how it is now." Jian Fanchen ate with gusto, and he didn't want to change even if he had heaven.

Cheng Lian turned to look at him, and Jian Fanchen noticed it and looked over.

Looking at each other like this, he was suddenly embarrassed to eat it by himself, so he pushed the box over: "Do you want to eat?"

Cheng Lian laughed again and shook his head.

Jian Fanchen felt that the male protagonist Bingshan liked to laugh a lot today, and he had laughed twice in less than half a day, and if he laughed again, the character set would collapse.

So excited to come to a music festival?

They are all reclining on beach chairs with their legs stretched out.

Jian Fanchen wore casual shorts today, showing his long and straight legs, which were still white and shiny in the sun.

Cheng Lian glanced at it, then looked away, and took a sip of juice.

The weather in City C changes a lot. They didn't sit for a while, and it started to rain on a sunny day with a clear sky.

And it was a sudden downpour.

They were trapped under the umbrella, and a gust of sea breeze blew over, making it a bit cold, and Jian Fanchen sneezed.

The rain wet his legs, so he retracted his feet and leaned in a little.

Cheng Lian took off his coat and put it on for him.

He looked back at the man still wearing sunglasses and said, "I'm not cold."

Cheng Lian looked at him for a second, then turned to look at the sea level: "I'm hot."