It felt like an explosion in the skull.
It exploded into fireworks, rushed into the sky, and then crackled and burned into dots of light.
Hold on! Xu Dixing, hold on! You have been embarrassed one after another in front of idol today! This last moment must be cherished! ! !
She slowly loosened the roots of her clenched teeth, venting her breath imperceptibly, and then took the mechanical puppy that Cen Feng handed over with a serious face.
Because the battery is installed, the puppy's tail has been wagging up and down, and the body also swayed, revealing an ugly mechanical feeling.
Xu Jiexing carefully held it in his palm. After looking at it for a long time, he raised his head and said to Cen Feng earnestly: "Brother, thank you, I like it very much!"
With that tone and expression, it seemed that what he gave was not a worthless puppy that was assembled at hand, but something from the East China Sea night pearl.
Cen Feng trembled slightly in his heart.
He put the remaining parts back into his bag, and stood up with his backpack. His expression was still indifferent, but his tone was much softer than when they first met, "Just like it."
Xu Jixing's ears were flushed with excitement, and even her youthful face was stained with a thin layer of blush. She restrained the tremor in her voice and confessed in a low voice: "Brother, I don't know when I will meet you again next time. This time I saw you and felt that you were a little thinner. Boys don’t actually need to be so thin. You can eat more."
Cen Feng seemed to have not expected that she would say this, so he was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded and said okay.
Xu Jiexing laughed, took the puppy who was still wagging its tail, backed two steps, and waved his hand slightly: "Goodbye, brother."
Cen Feng said, "Goodbye."
He put the backpack on his shoulders, turned to leave, put on his hat and mask again, and became the boy who was not close to strangers again. Walking far away, he glanced back.
The little girl was still standing on the spot, looking in his direction, and seeing him turning back, she waved her hand obediently.
It's too far away to see her face clearly, but Cen Feng thought, she must be smiling.
Today, the company was on holiday. When I returned to the dormitory, the other three roommates were all there, huddling on the sofa in the living room to watch the shootout. The laughter of several people suddenly disappeared the moment he entered the room, leaving only the sound of gunfire fighting in the movie in the entire living room.
Cen Feng didn't care, and went straight back to his room.
Since he almost threw Yin Chang down the window last time, Yin Chang has never been a demon again, at least he hasn't come to him again to brush up on his presence. The other two roommates used to think he was not easy to get along with, but now they think he is a madman, the kind that will drag you to death when he gets crazy.
I'm a little afraid of him.
However, the three of them were tight-lipped about this matter and didn’t say anything about it. Yin Chang felt embarrassed. The other two didn’t want to cause trouble. If Cen Feng hated them, he would go crazy one day and touched their room in the middle of the night to kill them. How to do
People are scared to death.
As soon as Cen Feng's door closed, the two roommates looked at each other, looked at Yin Chang, who had an ugly face in the middle, and lowered his voice to comfort: "It's okay, as long as you don't mess with him, he won't talk to us."
Yin Chang reluctantly nodded.
One of them said: "Next year, we will elect a Taoist position. If we strive to be elected, we don't have to live with him."
The other is not optimistic: "There are more than a hundred trainees, and there are only seven debut positions, and we may not be able to choose." After that, after thinking of something, he glanced at the door of Cen Feng's closed room and said: " Maybe he will be selected, that's good, he will move out, and the effect will be the same in the end."
Yin Chang's teeth were clenched tightly, and his heart surged.
Two days ago, the toilet sewer in the training room was blocked. He went to the toilet on the upper floor of the executive level and overheard that the newly transferred artist director from the company who was responsible for the debut of trainees was asking about Cen Feng.
A greasy middle-aged male voice asked with a low smile, "Brother Marco, what a bite?"
The other party smiled and replied: "It's thorny enough, wild enough, and tamed, it's also a sense of accomplishment, isn't it?"
The two laughed wretchedly, and Yin Chang stood stiffly in the next room, not daring to move. He is not young anymore, of course he can understand what those two people mean.
I have long heard that this circle is not clean, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.
At first he was gloating at misfortunes, and Cen Feng was targeted by such a disgusting person, thinking about it and knowing what he would end up doing.
But until just now, two roommates mentioned one of the few debut positions, he realized that this kind of disgusting person is dragging their fate.
And this person, who fell in love with Cen Feng, whether it was a lure or a deal, as long as Cen Feng nodded, his debut position must be his.
Will he agree
No... No, people like Cen Feng, he couldn't understand better, how could he agree? It's fine if he doesn't kill.
But what if
That's one of the best debut spots in a million.
This is the first group to be launched since the company signed a trainee contract. It will inevitably give the best resources and publicity. Once debuted, countless flowers and applause, popularity, money, status, such a huge temptation, will Cen Feng really refuse
Once he refuses, not only is he unable to get out of the way, he directly offends the higher-ups, and he can no longer hang on in Zhongtian.
Yin Chang thought about it for himself...
If it was him...
If it were him, he wouldn't, and he didn't have the guts to refuse.
He understands his strength. In this place where everyone works hard, his efforts are just normal, not enough to make him stand out.
He does not have the eye-catching appearance and figure of Cen Feng, and he does not have the unique temperament of Cen Feng.
It was like this when I first joined the company two years ago, like a young man struggling from the ice, but there is still a raging fire in his body, cold and gentle, silent and kind.
But now, the fire in his body has gone out, and his temperament has changed, but his mother seems more attractive than before? ?
Why is this person so maverick no matter what? Always the brightest one
And he
He is small, handsome, and restrained, and he is an existence that can be forgotten at a glance.
Obviously his appearance is not bad, even at the level of Zhongtian, he is not as good as Cen Feng. How did that executive describe Cen Feng
Sting enough, wild enough.
Yin Chang looked down at his thin arms and legs, and an absurd idea came out.
Why can't he
Temperament can be changed.
The ready-made model is here, and he can learn from it.
Does the company stipulate that only Cen Feng can follow this route? Why should he be obedient and docile? Why can't he be a dazzling and unique existence
He was slapped on the shoulder twice, and his roommate called him: "Why are you going! Look, it's the climax part, and the actor is going to take revenge!"
Yin Chang glanced at the TV and stood up suddenly: "I went to the company to train."
The roommate was stunned: "Are you sick? It's hard to take a vacation and toss yourself."
Yin Chang smiled, walked back to the room, quickly changed into a training suit, and asked his roommate: "Where is your pot of protein powder for muscle building? I will add a cup."
The roommate was happy: "Why do you drink that stuff? It's when you grow up."
Yin Chang said, "I will try."
The roommate pointed upstairs: "My room, take it yourself."
He quickly mixed the protein powder and went out with the cup. The two roommates chatted in a low voice: "How did he become weird?"
"Maybe it was stimulated by Cen Feng, you see that Cen Feng hit him that day, he didn't have the power to fight back at all."
"Then he followed this route, the little white rabbit in the company, to become like Cen Feng, is it still called the little white rabbit?"
The two murmured a few words and continued to watch TV.
The outside sound did not affect Cen Feng. He sorted out the books and mechanical parts he bought today, took out his notebook and started reading while sitting at the desk.
There are many mechanical models on the desk.
Small robots, mechanical dogs, airplanes, small tanks, and three-section long trains. They are all done by his hands-on practice.
Being an engineer was his childhood dream.
At that time, I didn't actually know what the engineer did, but the neighbor who lived next to their house was an engineer. His family eats meat every day, and their children wear brand-new clothes and leather shoes every day, and they have countless sweets and snacks.
Every time the people in the town talked about their neighbors with an enviable tone: "The man in her family is an engineer, but he is amazing and he makes a lot of money."
So at that time, the young man thought that when he grew up, he would also be an engineer, earn a lot of money, and eat meat every day.
And dreams always run counter to reality.
Do it again, he has no expectations for this world, but he has no idea of dying again. When the contract expires and leaves Zhongtian, he must live.
Studies have long been interrupted, and now it is impossible to continue. When the time comes, leaving here, being an ordinary person, having the skills to survive, and not starving to death on the streets, is enough for the rest of my life.
The desk lamp casts shadows of varying sizes on the pile of models on the desk.
Cen Feng turned his pen around, and when he raised his head, his eyes fell on the mechanical dog. After thinking about it, he reached out and took it and unscrewed the button. The mechanical dog ran staggeringly on the tabletop, its limbs and tail appear extremely flexible.
In fact, the mechanical dog given to the little girl today is a bit shoddy. At that time, the conditions were limited and it could only be assembled in that way.
But she didn't dislike it at all, she was so happy.
How could it be so easy to be satisfied
What was the name of the game she was talking about
Cen Feng thought for a while, reached out his hand to turn on the computer, and typed in the words of the Paris Fashion Design Competition in the browser.
The web page quickly popped up.
Seeing the introduction of the scale of the game, the always calm and indifferent eyes finally fluctuated. She won the championship in such an international competition
He moved the mouse and clicked into the video titled the smallest champion designer in history.
The little girl appeared on the screen. In the picture, the judges were giving awards. She smiled happily. When she took the microphone, she was innocent and joyful. She said a bunch of official thanks.
Finally, she looked at the camera, and Cen Feng heard her say: "Thank you for my light, I will always love you."
His eyes were warm and bright, exactly the same every time they looked at him.
He clicked a pause, and the screen freezes. He stared at the screen for a long time, and then smiled as if he was self-deprecating. It turned out that it was just the way she looked at the world. He was just fortunate enough to enter her line of sight and thus gained such warmth.
She would release kindness and care to him, a stranger, and would love her light with the same enthusiasm.
He has never envied anyone.
But at this moment, he really envied the light in her mouth.
To be loved by such a beautiful and warm person, that person must be very happy.
Cen Feng buttoned on the computer blankly.
The author has something to say:
Reaching the stars: Don’t envy yourself
I forgot to mention that a part of the plot was added in the middle of Chapter 22. The cutie who hasn't seen it doesn't need to go back to watch it. I will put it here and you can take a look.
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The female shopkeeper put out another five hundred dollars: "I didn't help you with sweets, please take the money back."
After a long time, seeing the little girl rubbing her eyes, the corners of her lips were still crooked when she raised her head, she reached out and hugged the sugar bowl back, and said softly: "Just treat it as your storage fee, thank you."
After speaking, he nodded politely to the female shopkeeper, turned and left.
The female shopkeeper looked at her lonely back and couldn't bear it. After struggling for a long time, she stomped and chased her out, calling her: "Hey, you wait."
Xu Qiexing turned around holding the sugar bowl, eyes red.
The female shopkeeper sighed and said: "Forget it, I'm a bad guy who doesn't believe in words. Let me tell you the truth. He has actually been here, but it's not long since you left."
She repeated what Cen Feng had told her, and said: "Although he didn't ask for a sugar bowl, he took a candy from it before he left. But since that day, he really hasn't been here again."
Xu Jiexing stared at her blankly, not knowing what expression he should use to face this twists and turns of the reversal plot.
Idol knew that she had come to deliver sweets.
Idol didn't ask for her candy.
The idol took away a candy.
Do you like it or not? Why did he let the shopkeeper lie to himself? Why hasn't he been here since that day
Is it because he doesn't want her to come to him again
Did you take the candy from her as a farewell gift
Xu Zhixing looked down at the sugar bowl in his arms, feeling even more congested.