Jiang Ran was anxious, and reached out his hand to remove the mask on Feng Jing's face. Feng Jing was surprised and swiftly avoided.
Jiang Ran was stunned, then realized what he had done: "Sorry, I'm just... your mask..."
She spoke haltingly, but Feng Jing quickly guessed what she meant from her words.
Feng Jing: "..."
He raised his hand and blocked his mask, and coughed dryly, "Anyway, you remember to maintain the elevator regularly." After speaking, he picked up the two boxes on the ground without any explanation and walked to another elevator.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ran quickly walked over to help him open the elevator door.
The elevator was very embarrassing at one time, but the seventh floor was not high, so it was just a short walk away. After the door opened, Jiang Ran and Feng Jing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"I'll take you to the door." Feng Jing picked up two boxes and walked out of the elevator. Jiang Ran, holding the key in his hand, speeded up his pace to follow him, and opened the door. At first, she wanted to invite Feng Jing to come in and sit, but she didn't expect such an embarrassing scene to happen in the elevator, and now he was still wearing a black mask with lip prints, I am afraid he didn't even have the intention to come in and sit.
Sure enough, Feng Jing put the box at the door, and said goodbye: "I'll put it here for you, I'll go up first."
"Well, okay, thank you." Jiang Ran watched him walk into the elevator and moved the box in.
After Feng Jing arrived home, the first thing was to take off the mask from his face.
There really is a shallow lip mark on it.
His heart beats twice more quickly, and even the skin on his face is not consciously followed by hot.
Looking at this lip print, it seemed to recall the feeling of Jiang Ran's lip rubbing just now.
Feeling rippling suddenly, Feng Jing stared at the lip prints for a long time, and decided not to wash the mask for now.
Anyway, he still has a lot of masks of the same style.
At night, he had a faint expectation in his heart. Has Chang Xin's true love kiss already been received? Will it turn into two yellows tonight
It turns out that it will.
At twelve o'clock, he stood in Jiang Ran's living room and fell into endless silence.
The god stick Changxin really bluffed him, right? Go to TM's true love kiss!
After wandering around the living room two times irritably, Feng Jing began to think about other possibilities.
Is it because Jiang Ran is not his true love? No, he doesn't believe it, it must be the mask's fault.
The more Feng Jing thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. There was a mask between them, and none of their lips touched.
No, he didn't mean that he wanted to touch Jiang Ran's lips.
But if you kiss without wearing a mask, it means that Jiang Ran will definitely see his face, but he seems to have closed his eyes when kissing
… He thinks he should first think about what chance he has to kiss Jiang Ran.
It seems to be, no.
This conclusion made Feng Jing a little irritable. He walked to Jiang Ran's bedroom. She was still awake, and she was lying on the bed while applying a mask while typing on the keyboard.
Seeing Jiang Ran at this moment, all the irritable emotions in his heart gradually disappeared. There seemed to be some magic in this person that could make people indulge in.
"Wang."
He squatted by the bed and yelled. Jiang Ran looked down and saw him, and asked casually, "Er Huang, what's wrong?"
"Wow." Feng Jing lay on the ground, looking up at it with his head up.
Those round and watery eyes made Jiang Ran irresistible. She put down the laptop in her arms and said to the cute dog: "Er Huang, come up."
Feng Jing jumped up happily, Jiang Ran hugged it on his lap, let it lie down, and then put the laptop on its back.
Feng Jing: "???"
Is there such an operation? ? ?
"Ah, it's much easier to type like this."
Feng Jing: "..."
"Wow!"
He twisted twice in dissatisfaction, Jiang Ran patted his ass smoothly, and exhorted: "Er Huang, get down and stay still."
Feng Jing: "..."
Again, pat his ass again!
Feng Jing's ears came down, and the dog's face turned red.
Jiang Ran had been crackling on the computer, Feng Jing was shy for a while, turned the dog's head curiously and glanced at the screen.
Zhao Ke: Have you bought your ticket
Jiang Ran: I bought it, and I will leave after attending the class meeting on Friday.
Ok? Is Jiang Ran leaving? Feng Jing finally couldn't help it, and called out again: "Wow!"
The computer on its back almost turned over. Jiang Ran picked up the computer while Feng Jing was still yelling at her.
"Okay, okay, I won't enslave you." Jiang Ran reluctantly got out of bed with his shoes on, and put the computer on the computer desk. Feng Jing followed and squatted beside her to watch.
Zhao Ke: Ah! Envy you, you can see the handsome Xueba again!
Jiang Ran: [Expression of Nothing to Love.jpg]
Zhao Ke: Where are you going to eat!
Jiang Ran: Living in the world is too extravagant
Jiang Ran: Stop talking, it's time for my face mask
Jiang Ran got up and went to the bathroom after typing this line. When he came back, she saw her dog looking at her with a special bitterness.
Jiang Ran: "..."
At night, Erhuang is particularly sentimental.
She applied essence and cream to herself again, and turned off the light in the bedroom: "Er Huang, I'm asleep."
"Wang." Feng Jing yelled unhappily, and jumped onto the bay window.
Is Jiang Ran going to Japan to meet her classmates? How long will it take? Wait, she's gone, what about the dog
A series of questions lingered in Feng Jing's mind, and he didn't sleep well all night. The next morning, he was woken up by Qin Fan's phone call.
After resting for so long, Feng Jing was still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly received a call from Qin Fan.
He rubbed his hair, sat up, and connected to the phone: "Qin Dong, call me in such a good mood?"
Qin Fan said: "Why, after a period of rest, I forgot who my agent is?"
Feng Jing twitched the corners of his mouth: "I forget that no one dare to forget your old man, so you came to me to talk about work?"
"Almost, you will come to the company when you get up, and I will let Michelle pick you up."
"understood."
Hanging up the phone, Feng Jing sighed, got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
Michelle came quickly and brought him a loving breakfast. Feng Jing ate nonchalantly, as if not worried that Qin Fan was still waiting for him in the office.
He was not in a hurry, but Michelle was in a hurry, so that the busy man Qin Dong waited so long, and he was the one who suffered in the end.
"President Feng, Qin Dong is still waiting for us, do you think you can eat faster?" He urged Feng Jing with a list.
Feng Jing swallowed the porridge in his mouth and went to pick up another fried dumpling: "You can't eat too fast, it's not good for your stomach."
Michelle: "..."
Forget it, he saw it, he did it on purpose!
After finally waiting for Feng Jing to finish breakfast, Michelle hurriedly pulled Feng Jing out.
"Wait." Feng Jing took out a mask from the drawer and handed it to Michelle. "You also wear it."
"..." Michelle looked at the black mask in his hand and didn't want to take it. "Why?"
"Because you often follow me, some fans may recognize you. I thought about it and thought it was safer for you to wear a mask."
Michelle: "..."
He took the mask in silence, put it on his face, and took the elevator downstairs with Feng Jing. Other residents came in midway, and when the door opened, I saw two men wearing black masks standing inside. He hesitated and decided to wait for the next shift.
Michelle: "..."
He felt that if they walked to the door of the kindergarten in this way, they could be caught by the police directly.
After taking the car, Feng Jing sat in the back seat and asked Michelle: "Do you know what Qin Fan is looking for with me today?"
Michelle shook his head honestly: "I don't know, Qin Dong didn't tell me."
Feng Jing's eyes were sharp, and he stuck Michelle's back like a needle: "You didn't tell him about my move, did you?"
"No, no, absolutely not!" Michelle was so frightened that her hands holding the steering wheel shook. "My sincere heart for Feng Zong can be learned from the sun and the moon, and the world can be shown!"
Feng Jing: "..."
Don't act like a cult.
"It's okay if I didn't say, I'll give you a salary increase next month."
"...Thank you, Mr. Feng." But he would rather not have this kind of salary, just begging him to avoid fussing.
When he arrived at Tianqin, Feng Jing finally took off the mask and hat from his face, and only put on a pair of sunglasses on his face. Along the way, I met many colleagues from the company, some of the little stars who had just joined the company saw him and screamed like a little fan.
The agent who followed them reminded: "You all know the company's rules. You are not allowed to disturb other artists, and you cannot ask for autographs with their artists."
The little stars immediately answered honestly: "I know Sister Wu."
When I arrived at the floor of Qin Fan's office, it was immediately cleaner. Michelle stayed outside to wait for him, and Feng Jing entered Qin Fan's office alone.
Hearing the knock on the door, Qin Fan said, "Come in."
Feng Jing opened the door and walked in, took off his sunglasses and sat down opposite him: "Qin Dong, what are you looking for?"
Qin Fan raised his head from the file. He glanced at the time on his watch first, and then smiled at Feng Jing slightly: "The shelf of the emperor Feng is getting bigger and bigger."
Feng Jing said without embarrassment: "There is a traffic jam on the road."
Qin Fan smiled and didn't say anything. He took out a document and put it in front of Feng Jing: "Bunny's serenade series has received a good response after its launch. This time I am looking for you to endorse the lipstick. It's just one of their attempts, or a test. Fortunately, the results are very satisfactory. They now formally invite you to become the spokesperson for their full line of products."
Feng Jing's slender fingers flipped through the contract in front of him, "What do you mean?"
“It’s not easy for a luxury brand to find a suitable spokesperson. You and Bunny’s styles still fit well. If you cooperate, neither will lose your value. Bunny has always been very generous, and they offer good rewards and conditions. You Take a look, if you have no opinion, we are ready to formally sign the contract."
Although Feng Jing didn't like Qin Fan very much, he still trusted his work ability very much. He looked at the contract and said to him: "I have no problem."
"That's good." Qin Fan crossed his hands and looked at the person on the opposite side. "The whole line of product spokespersons are tied to the brand. What happens to one of them will affect the other. Especially what happens to the artist. , It has a great impact on the image of the brand, so after signing the contract, you should pay more attention to restraining your words and deeds, and don’t have any negative news breaking out."
Looking at the line in the contract, “You must not do behaviors that damage your image and cause widespread negative public opinion,” he raised his eyebrows slightly: “Doesn’t it count as falling in love?”
Qin Fan's thoughts turned back and forth, and his face was calm and calm: "No, the negative news here mainly refers to causing bad social influences, such as drug abuse and provocation."
"That's okay."
Qin Fan tapped his fingertips on the table twice, as if to see him through.
Even Feng Jing, who is accustomed to people's eyes, is uncomfortable: "What are you doing looking at me like this?"
Qin Fan paused with his fingers and smiled at him: "Did you move house recently?"