President, he can't control the Shura field.

Jian Fanchen returned to the car and sat for a while before he calmed down.The cliff is so high, if you stumble and fall just now, the consequences will be disastrous.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Lian, Cheng Lian was also staring at the front in a daze, with another layer of cold mist in his eyes.

Because of the rain, the hair of both of them was wet, and they were a little embarrassed.

"Are you okay?" Jian Fanchen sniffed, turned on the air conditioner, and turned up the temperature.

Only then did Cheng Lian come back to his senses, looking at Jian Fanchen's strands of wet hair and his obviously soaked sports jacket.

"President Jian, you took off your coat." He leaned back and took out a blanket from behind the seat, "There is no towel in the car, use this to dry yourself first."

Jian Fanchen nodded, took the blanket, took off his coat, and wiped his neck and hair.

"Why don't you wipe?" He asked Cheng Lian.

Cheng Lian took the blanket back from him again: "There is only one blanket."

As he spoke, he covered his head with the blanket and wiped his face vigorously.

Seeing others using the blankets he used, Jian Fanchen was embarrassed, and said in a sly way: "Let's go down the mountain, or it will be dark soon."

"it is good."

Cheng Lian put the blanket over his shoulders, and he was very silent on the way back.

He is a person who pursues the ultimate, and the ultimate requires taking risks.He never thought about the difference between two people taking risks and one person taking risks.

But just now, he understood.

Even at that moment, his fiery heart burst out like magma, trying to drown Jian Fanchen and melt Jian Fanchen into his body.

But he was even more afraid of losing Jian Fanchen because of this.

He was really scared.

He is not strong enough to protect him well.

No, he must quickly become stronger.

Jian Fanchen was totally unaware of the fact that there was a volcano sitting next to him, he was sleepy as soon as the car started, and slept all the way to the hotel.

When they were woken up, they had already reached the hotel entrance.

"Mr. Jian, go upstairs to take a shower and rest. I'll return the car. I'll call you to your room after dinner." Cheng Lian said.

Jian Fanchen rubbed his eyes: "Okay, you should go back and change your wet clothes, the game is about to start, you can't get sick."

"Okay, I promise you." Cheng Lian agreed in a low voice.

The sun was setting and the light in the car was relatively dim. Jian Fanchen seemed to see the tenderness and affection in Cheng Lian's eyes.

He must be mistaken, he thought.

While Jian Fanchen was waiting for the elevator, several teenager-looking children suddenly entered the lobby.Several people wandered in the hall, looking at Jian Fanchen from time to time.

Jian Fanchen didn't think there was anything unusual. These children were very well dressed, and they looked like the sons and daughters of rich families.Although this kind of high-end meeting is official business, it is normal for big bosses to bring their family members and children to take a vacation by the way.

Jian Fanchen just glanced at them, didn't pay much attention, and continued to turn around and wait for his elevator.

A few seconds later, as soon as the elevator came, he went upstairs.Back in the suite, he sneezed solidly, and immediately went to take a hot shower.

After taking a bath, he came alive and lay comfortably on the bed.As soon as he picked up the phone, he saw Jian Zhuo's missed call.

He called back, and as soon as it rang, the other side picked up.

"Mr. Jian, where are you? Are you okay?"

Jian Fanchen froze for a moment, and said, "It's okay, I'm in the room, what's wrong?"

The other end obviously breathed a sigh of relief, Jian Fanchen heard the abnormality, and asked, "Where are you?"

"I can't make it clear on the phone, so tell me the room number. Also, don't go out, wait until I find you." Jian Zhuo said, sounding very serious.

Jian Fanchen glanced at the bedside table: "2707."

After a while, when Jian Zhuo appeared in his room, he was obviously not in the right mood.

"What's the matter? So flustered?" Jian Fanchen asked puzzled.

Jian Zhuo went to the french window and looked at it, put down the curtains, and then turned around and asked, "Mr. Jian, did Cheng Lian drive you up the mountain today? Did you see anyone on the road?"

Jian Fanchen nodded, and recalled for a while: "I went to the mountain, there are not many people in the rainy mountain... What's going on? Judging from your expression, it seems that something is wrong?"

Jian Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "Someone took a picture of you in the car and posted it on the Internet."

"Take a picture of us?" Jian Fanchen was a little confused, "Why?"

Although Cheng Lian will be a superstar in the future, but it is still in the stage of little transparency, how can there be attention?

Jian Zhuo took out his phone and clicked on Weibo to show him.

"Is there really someone paying attention?" Jian Fanchen looked at the last one on the trending search with a dazed expression, and suddenly the words #成润让我耳背pregnant# appeared.

Click on it, and there is a TV station rehearsal video, in which Cheng Lian is auditioning on stage.Although without makeup and no makeup, the 3D modeled face and long legs against the sky are already eye-catching enough.

The video is about half a minute long, half of which is the prelude, and the last dozen or so seconds when Cheng Lian really spoke, but it was amazing.

Jian Fanchen scrolled down strangely, the first comment was - who is this?What song is this?My ears are pregnant! I want all the information of this little brother within 5 minutes.

Then someone picked up Cheng Lian's information, and someone said they saw the script, the song was called "The Road to the End of the World".

"Oh, I understand, but there are more and more questions." Jian Fanchen looked up at Jian Zhuo, "Has Cheng Lian written "The Road to the End of the World"?"

Jian Zhuo's expression was unusually serious, and his tone was the same: "I don't know what song he's going to write, but after this trending topic broke out in the afternoon, someone took a picture of you in the car."

"Where is the photo?" Jian Fanchen looked down again, and sure enough, he saw a photo of Cheng Lian driving, which was taken when they went out together in the afternoon.

It should be the return trip, because he was sleeping in Tuli.However, due to the distance and angle, his face was not photographed.

Jian Zhuo said again: "By the way, Mr. Jian, just now in the lobby, those middle school students were actually waiting for Cheng Lian to see you get off Cheng Lian's car before secretly taking pictures of you. But don't worry, I have already let the security handle it .”

Jian Fanchen was even more surprised: "You were also downstairs just now?"

Jian Zhuo nodded: "This time the photos will not be leaked, but Cheng Lian will get more and more attention in the future, and there will be more fans and illegitimate fans, so be careful."

"Well, I see, thank you." Later?From now on, Cheng Lian will have nothing to do with him, so he doesn't need to be careful.

But Jian Fanchen suddenly felt that Jian Zhuo's reaction to this matter was too fast, not as fast as an ordinary college student should have.Not only fast, but also extremely calm, with a feeling of strategizing and covering the sky with one hand.

"How did you handle it so neatly?" Jian Fanchen thought for a while, even for a skilled senior secretary like Xiao An, it would take some effort to settle it.

Jian Zhuo looked at him, his eyes narrowed, and the dog's eyes sparkled again: "Is there any? I just found the security guards. It's because of the perfect mechanism of their hotel here. In addition, many public figures have come here in the past two days. They You should be ready."

Jian Fanchen thought about it, but didn't bother to ask.It doesn't matter to him anyway, as long as it doesn't affect Cheng Lian's career.

He returned the phone to Jian Zhuo, and when he picked up his phone to ask Cheng Lian how he was, the doorbell rang.

Before Jian Fanchen could get up, Jian Zhuo walked towards the door.

He walked very lightly, stopped by the door, bent down and glanced at the cat's eyes, and opened the door.

Standing outside the door, Cheng Lian was not surprised when he saw Jian Zhuo who opened the door, his expression was normal, as if he knew Jian Zhuo would be there.On the contrary, when he saw Jian Fanchen, his expression changed.

"Boss Jane..." His voice was a bit dull, and his eyes were so complicated that it was hard to figure out.

"Does the hot search matter affect you a lot? What does your company say?" Jian Fanchen asked, very concerned.

This is about to become famous, don't make any fools.

Cheng Lian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Jian Fanchen was most concerned about whether it would affect him.

His throat suddenly became tight and sore.

Jian Zhuo looked at Cheng Lian's back, and after a moment of silence, he said to Jian Fanchen, "Boss Jian, I'm right outside, call me if you need anything."

After speaking, he left the room.

Although he didn't want Jian Fanchen to be alone with Cheng Lian, Cheng Lian definitely didn't want to talk about it when he was there.So he came out anyway, closed the door, and stood guard at the door.

Cheng Lian sat down in front of Jian Fanchen when he heard the door closing.

The whole person relaxed a little, but when he met Jian Fanchen's eyes, he became nervous again.

"President Jian, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you, but I've already written "The Highway to the End of the World". It's just..." His palms were slightly sweating, but his eyes were unusually hot.

Just before coming here, he even had a hot head, wanting to tell Jian Fanchen all about his feelings on the mountain today.

But Jian Fanchen's calm and gentle eyes made him hesitate.

He must first own his own kingdom before he can make a promise to Jian Fanchen.

"It doesn't matter if you tell me or not." Jian Fanchen didn't care about this at all. He knew that many original singers were still revising their works before going on stage. "What does your company say? It doesn't affect your appearance on the show, right?"

"It doesn't matter. In fact, the company deliberately hyped it up, but they didn't tell me." When Cheng Lian said this, his voice and eyes returned to their usual coldness.

"It's fine if it doesn't affect you. Don't worry about the rest, wait until the game is over." Jian Fanchen knew that Cheng Lian would change companies after the game, so he wasn't worried.

But seeing that Cheng Lian was in a bad mood, he still patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your destiny will come soon, and you will become a superstar soon."

Seeing Jian Fanchen earnestly encouraging him, Cheng Lian felt warm in his heart.

It wasn't that kind of restless heat, nor that gloomy coldness, but a feeling he had never felt before.

As warm as the winter sun.

Ten minutes later, when Cheng Lian came out of the room, Jian Zhuo was leaning against the wall and standing outside the door.

He looked up, playing with the Swiss Army knife for carving in his hand, and met Cheng Lian's gaze.

He put the knife in his pocket and said to Cheng Lian, "Tell me?"

Cheng Lian nodded and walked towards the elevator.

When he reached the elevator entrance, he stopped and turned around: "Let's talk."

Jian Zhuo looked at him with a calm expression, but his tone was very sharp: "You know that there will be heavy rain today, and the front desk reminded you not to go up the mountain, there may be a landslide. What are you worried about?"

Cheng Lian looked at him and was silent for a while, but still couldn't give an answer.How could he not know because of his selfishness, he just didn't think it was necessary to explain.

Jian Zhuo actually didn't need an answer, he just wanted to give Cheng Lian a warning.

First warning.

And one last warning.

"Big star, stay away from him in the future."

The author has something to say:

late again (hitting myself)

Happy Lantern Festival babes~