President, he can't control the Shura field.

hot?

Jian Fanchen felt that it was not cold at the moment, but it was definitely not hot either.

Young people are in good health, envy.

The rain was still falling, and the sea breeze blew over with a salty and damp breath. Cheng Lian felt his nose itch, so he rubbed it with his hands.

Seeing his movements, Jian Fanchen returned the coat he was wearing and said, "If you catch a cold, it will affect your singing."

Cheng Lian didn't speak, took the coat and put it aside.

When Jian Fanchen finished eating the fried chicken, the rain finally stopped, and the stuffiness in the air was blown away by the sea breeze.

He was facing the sea, his hair was blown up, and his delicate and small face was completely exposed.The sunlight reflected by the sea water hit his face, making his whole body glowing white.

Cheng Lian suddenly said, "Boss Jian, have you put on sunscreen yet?"

"Sunscreen? No." He didn't have the habit of wearing these, and he didn't know that the music festival would be exposed to the sun like this, and it was by the sea, so it would be easier to get sunburned after a day like this.

Cheng Lian grabbed his coat again and said, "Let's go, let's go to the store to buy some sunscreen."

Jian Fanchen nodded, stood up from the recliner, and when he was about to bend down to get the empty fried chicken box, Cheng Lian took the box and the soda bottle up first.

Jian Fanchen's hand flew away, only to remember that Cheng Lian is his assistant now.

The convenience store selling sunscreen was also very lively. Cheng Lian asked Jian Fanchen to wait for him under a tree, and went in and waited in line for 10 minutes to buy the things.

In addition to sunscreen, he also bought ice water and a small fan.

"Boss Jian, there are so many people here that it's inconvenient to paint, I'll take you to the band rest room at the back." He handed the small fan to Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen felt that it was not good for him to be an audience backstage, and he was not that delicate: "No need, just stay here."

Because she doesn't often apply sunscreen and skin care products, Jian Fanchen squeezed too much at once, smeared it all over her face, and didn't even apply it for a long time, like a little cat with a smudged face.

Cheng Lian took off his sunglasses, looked at him and said, "Do you want me to help?"

Jian Fanchen didn't have a mirror, so he didn't know what was on his face, so he had to ask, "Did I not paint it?"

Cheng Lian hummed, put down the things in his hand, and helped Jian Fanchen wipe the white frost on his face evenly.

When his hand touched his face with the iced drink, Jian Fanchen said, "Your hand is so cold, why are you so hot?"

Cheng Lian froze for a moment, but didn't stop his hands: "It's not hot anymore."

"Thank you." After applying it evenly, Jian Fanchen squeezed some more onto his hands, and applied it to his arms and calves as well.

When he raised his head, he found Cheng Lian was looking at him.

"Don't you paint?"

"I've painted it on." Cheng Lian put on his sunglasses again and took a sip of his cold drink.

"Oh..." Jian Fanchen thought, as expected, he was the roughest, and the delicate male protagonists must have skin care for an hour before going out.

The performance started one after another, and when they were walking towards the stage area, a volunteer with a camera called out to them.

"Little brother, let's take a picture." They wanted to collect live materials for the official website, and they would not miss such a good-looking audience.

Jian Fanchen said, "I'm sorry, we won't..."

"Shall we take a picture?" Cheng Lian asked in a low voice beside him.

Afraid that they would refuse, the volunteers hurriedly presented the prop mascot card in front of Cheng Lian: "Yes, yes, the music festival is held once a year, what a rare opportunity! We still have Polaroids, and you can get them if you take a good picture." Walk."

Jian Fanchen also knew that it was not easy for volunteers to complete KPI, so he agreed.

Cheng Lian took over two brands. This year's mascots are a big black shark and a little white rabbit. The themes are different good friends.

"Boss Jian, which one do you want?" Cheng Lian asked.

Before Jian Fanchen answered, Cheng Lian said again: "Your clothes are black, let's take white ones, it's eye-catching."

Jian Fanchen took the little white rabbit and looked at Cheng Lian's clothes.

Cheng Lian was also wearing dark clothes, why did he let him hold the little white rabbit!

But he didn't care, he just wanted to finish taking pictures quickly, he always felt that posing for pictures in public was a bit silly.

They turned their backs to the center stage, and the volunteer lady said: "Brother, come closer to each other, don't be shy."

She has long seen that these two handsome guys are not a couple, but this does not prevent her from knocking around.

A cold and abstinent, a gentle and sunny, it's a good match, okay?

And it is especially in line with the theme of their music festival this time, the healing little white rabbit is attacked by x high cold and gloomy big black shark.

Fuck, she has already made up [-] words in her brain.

Although Jian Fanchen doesn't like to take pictures, he doesn't show any timidity in front of the camera, and his smile is as bright as a little sun.

The volunteer sister finished taking pictures with a smile on her face, and gave Cheng Lian a Polaroid.

Come on big black shark, my sister can only help you so far.

Cheng Lian held the photo in his hand, and after waiting for a while, the image slowly came out.

Jian Fanchen came over to look curiously, curled his lips: "Why are you so tall?"

Cheng Lian was already a little taller than him, and when he took the photo, he was holding a big shark, which made him even taller, making him really look like a little white rabbit.

Cheng Lian asked him, "Mr. Jian, do you want it?"

Jian Fanchen shook his head: "You keep it."

Cheng Lian put it in his wallet.

The performance area was already hot, and they found a stage with a relatively small audience, and the singers on the stage were singing folk songs.

They sat on the grass, Cheng Lian listened for a while and turned to Jian Fanchen, "Mr. Jian, do you like folk songs?"

Jian Fanchen smiled: "I really like it. Especially when I was in school, wearing earphones in the study room would make me feel very quiet and far away."

The main reason is that he suffered from severe insomnia for a while, and listening to folk songs can help him fall asleep.

He asked Cheng Lian again: "Do you sing folk songs?"

Cheng Lian looked away, looked at the stage, and said, "I will sing in the future."

He suddenly thought, what would happen if he sang on stage this year?

Jian Fanchen also looked at the stage, thinking in his heart that Cheng Lian should become popular next year, and he would never be able to enjoy the leisure of such a semi-amateur.

He suddenly sympathized with Cheng Lian.

After the singer on stage sang, he said: "I hope to see you again next year. I also hope that the one who will come to see us with you will be the ta around you."

The hypocritical lines gave Jian Fanchen goosebumps all over his body.

He turned to look at Cheng Lian again, only to find that Cheng Lian was also looking at him.

He half-jokingly said: "Don't look at me, I'm definitely not with you when I come next year."

Cheng Lian's expression changed, but he didn't speak.

Jian Fanchen said to him mysteriously: "I am a prophet, you will be a superstar after you participate in the show."

Cheng Lian was stunned for a moment, and after knowing that Jian Fanchen was joking, his mood became much clearer.

"Mr. Jian, can you lend me the name Tianya Highway? I want to write a song." He said.

Jian Fanchen smiled again: "Of course, you write it quickly." It was originally yours, so you should borrow it, so why don't you pay me back after borrowing it?

Cheng Lian supported his body with his hands and leaned back on the grass, feeling better again.

When he finished writing the song, he will give it to Jian Fanchen with the name of the song.

In the coffee shop outside the performance area, it gradually became deserted.The crowd had gone to the show, only a boy in a peaked cap was sitting and waiting for his meal.

The waiter served the cake and introduced it warmly: "Sir, this is our mascot cake for this year, the milk-flavored white rabbit and the chocolate-flavored black shark, please take it easy."

After staring at it for a long time, the western food knife in the boy's hand suddenly stabbed at Hei Shark.

With one stroke, the shark was split in two.