The trainees who were making noise just now all quieted down. Standing in the same place, dumbfounded, watching Cen Feng follow the little girl into the Mercedes-Benz commercial car, and then drove in through the VIP entrance.
Is that really his sister? It's not like it!
They know Cen Feng's family background. No family members come to visit him during the holidays. He lives in the company on weekdays. He lives alone and is alien to this world. He has no relatives or friends.
At first glance, that little girl is either rich or noble. How could Cen Feng know such a person
What's more, the car is still going through the VIP channel. The stars they saw just now came in from the entrance of the show. Those who can go VIP must have extraordinary identities.
A group of people looked at each other, some were envious, some were jealous. The face of the trainee who had just mocked Cen Feng was extremely ugly. He was usually high-profile and not very popular, so someone immediately ridiculed him with excuses: "Hey, didn't someone just say that you can't get in even if you go in? It's like a security guard. Why did Ren Cenfeng get in?"
Many people snickered, and the team leader clapped their hands and said loudly: "Okay, well, don't look at it! Hurry up and finish the rest of the distance, don't you want to train in the afternoon?"
Dozens of trainees started running one after another.
In the commercial vehicle, Xu Jiexing was sitting in danger, and Yu Guang was afraid to look aside.
The first time I was in such a private space with idols, my heart almost jumped out. In the car, besides the driver, there is also a female assistant arranged by the organizer to assist her throughout the process, called Xiao Shui, sitting in the co-pilot, looking back curiously, and asking Xu Jiexing: "Is this your friend?"
Xu Jiexing nodded quickly: "Yes, sister Xiaoshui, you will help arrange a position in the VIP seat later."
Xiao Shui smiled and said, "Okay."
She followed Xu Dixingxing for the past two days, and it was the first time she saw her so restrained. She couldn't help being a little curious about the cold temperament boy in the back row. She wanted to ask something, but felt that the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, so she sat back in silence.
Xu Jiexing plucked his nails for a while, suddenly thought of something, and quickly turned around and said, "Brother, you don't know my name yet? My name is..."
"Xu Zhixing." Cen Feng interrupted her, turning his head to look over: "I know."
The little girl's pupils were enlarged, and after a long while, she whispered in shock, "You... how did you know?"
Cen Feng said: "I watched the game."
Xu Jiexing remembered that time when he told him that he had won the prize, he had mentioned the Paris Fashion Design Competition, but he did not expect to find the video of the competition after he went back.
Ah ah, inexplicably shameful!
Her ears were red, and she didn't speak for a long time. Seeing Cen Feng cast her gaze out of the car window, secretly took out her mobile phone, and sent a text message to Zhao Jinjin: Seeing me pretending to be unfamiliar with me for a while.
After sending it out, no matter what Zhao Jinjin returned, he put the phone away if nothing had happened.
The car stopped quickly, and when I got off the car, I just met Zhao Jinjin and came over while talking with Yanyan. Xu Jiexing raised her throat when she saw her, for fear that she hadn't received her text message, and the lady burst her waistcoat with a mouthful.
As a result, Zhao Jinjin raised his eyes to see her, only smiled very politely, and greeted politely: "Designer Xu."
Xu Zhixing nodded coldly.
Both of them gave each other a thumbs up for Biao's acting skills.
When he saw Cen Feng, Zhao Jinjin raised his eyebrows in surprise, his eyes swept back and forth between him and Xu Jiexing twice, revealing a mysterious smile, without saying anything, speeding up and walking away.
Before the show wearing Feitian, Zhao Jinjin was just an unknown newcomer. Feitian can be said to have accomplished both the designer and the model. As long as the play is sufficient, Xu Jiexing is not worried that Cen Feng will doubt her relationship with Zhao Jinjin.
She breathed a sigh of relief in silence, and decided to add chicken legs to Zhao Jinjin's lunch at the end of today's show.
She tilted her head to look at Cen Feng. He stood coldly on the spot, with no extra expression on his face, and was looking at everything around him indifferently.
Just about to speak, the teacher Yuansi who was in charge of the show ran over with the file and shouted from a distance: "Get the stars, hurry up, look at this appearance arrangement. Why is it different from yesterday's rehearsal? Why did the moonlight go in front of the red makeup?"
Xu Zhixing greeted him: "I adjusted it temporarily last night, and I changed the tone." She halfway through talking, then quickly turned around and looked at Cen Feng and said, "Brother, I..."
Cen Feng smiled: "Go ahead."
Xu Jiexing pursed his lips, and said earnestly: "Brother, I will come to you when I'm done, and tell Sister Xiaoshui what you need."
He nodded.
Xu Jiexing cast a few begging eyes at Xiaoshui, turned his head three times, and finally walked away.
Xiao Shui has already made up for a hundred sweet pet dramas of childhood sweethearts, waiting for Xu Xingxing to leave, and said with a smile: "Little handsome guy, come with me, I will take you to the show."
The boy looked indifferent and nodded indifferently.
Xiao Shui originally wanted to gossip, but his temperament froze, and the rest of the words were held back.
The show started soon.
The design and construction of the entire show are very luxurious, adding elements of Chinese style, including music also using national style palace tunes. The clicks of the cameras came and went one after another, and people who watched the show whispered to each other from time to time, and they were all praises.
Cen Feng also watched a show in his previous life, and with the group, it was basically for topicality and appearance rate. After reading it, Yin Chang's style is always on hot search. And he is unknown, and he doesn't even have a Reuters picture.
But today I don't know what's going on, white light flashes in the direction where he is.
He was used to this dazzling white light and sat on the seat calmly. There was a couple sitting next to him. A middle-aged man in a suit with a big belly. He looked like a successful business man. He was flashed by white light for a while, and suddenly turned his head and said excitedly: "Look at those media, yes Are you not photographing me?"
His wife gave him a blank look: "Does it look good to take you? They took the little handsome guy next to us."
The middle-aged man is strangely unhappy: "Why wouldn't I be filming me? Maybe, the media knows that I am the designer's father, so I will be filmed!"
Cen Feng's body finally moved.
His wife said: "Then you still don't hide your face? You just appeared on the entertainment news, shame us by starring."
The middle-aged man was very angry: "How do you talk? How do you talk? How did I embarrassed the star? You are ashamed! Wearing gold and silver, vulgar!"
Now it was his wife's turn to get angry, and she raised her hand and pinched him around his waist: "I'm called my daughter a long face! What do you know!"
The middle-aged man was pinched to hide, and accidentally ran into Cen Feng's shoulder. He quickly turned around and apologized: "I'm sorry, sorry."
Cen Feng turned his head to look at the middle-aged couple. They are no different from most parents in the world. They are noisy and noisy, but they are kind and kind. When they talk about their daughter, they are full of pride.
He smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."
It's no wonder that such parents will develop such an active and enthusiastic character as Xu Diexing.
When the show was about to end, Xu's father's cell phone rang several times. He turned his back in the direction of Cen Feng and covered his mouth. As soon as the call was connected, he said, "Didn't you tell me, I will go back to S city tomorrow!"
He didn’t know what he said, and he was very upset: “I’m just this baby girl, can I not come to join me? Okay, alright, I’ll be back tomorrow morning. Director Chen, don’t worry, I’ll go. I said hello before, but the plot of Zhiboyuan can’t run away. Instead of worrying about Zhiboyuan, you might as well go to Longcheng to see. I heard from Lao Liu that there are a few nail houses that are reluctant to leave, and the price of the land is raised. Yes! You can't postpone the construction site just because of this."
Xu's father's voice was not small, and every word fell in Cen Feng's ears.
At first he wondered about the identity of Xu Diexing, but now he heard Xu's father answer the phone, he realized that he was a real estate businessman.
It's no wonder that affluence can support such a luxurious dream as Xu Dixing.
As soon as the show was over, Xu's father and Xu's mother were picked up. Cen Feng sat in his original position and didn't move. Several reporters in the opposite media area didn't leave, and patted him sharply.
With such outstanding looks and temperament, they all thought they were newcomers in the circle. After asking each other, they said they didn't know each other. Forget it, no matter if he knows him or not, take a picture and talk about it.
Cen Feng was too much to be photographed, frowned, got up and walked outside.
As soon as I walked to the exit, I saw Xu Zhixinghuo rushing over in a hurry. When I saw him, he paused in his footsteps and smiled eagerly in his eyes, "Brother, I'm finished."
In fact, there was some finishing work. She gave it to Yuansi and Xiaoshui. She was worried about idol's temperament. After watching the show, she might leave silently, and ran over after putting her parents in the car.
Unexpectedly, he was still waiting for her here.
She felt sweet and soft in her heart, the kind of mood that she could not wait to give him all the beauty and tenderness.
When walking out of the backstage, everyone was almost gone. Xu Dixing is still a student after all, and he doesn't want to show up too much. Media interviews are all handled by the model.
The early summer sun was just right, neither hot nor cold, bright and not too dazzling.
When Xu Jiexing saw the trainees before, he had guesses in his heart, but he still asked him, "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Cen Feng pointed to the building not far away: "Training there." He paused, and added: "Training for trainees."
Xu Jiexing expressed his surprise at the right time, but he didn't dare to go too far. The excitement was true: "Will you make your debut in the future? When you make your debut, I must be your number one fan!"
Cen Feng smiled faintly, without answering.
When he laughed, she was happy. She raised her head and asked him with a little expectation: "Brother, did you write the homework for me?"
The notebook that records his daily happiness.
He was always in sadness, and she tried everything to make him happy.
Xu Zhixing originally thought it had been so long, and he should have forgotten the strange-sounding request. Unexpectedly, Cen Feng nodded and said, "I have written it, do you want to give it to you?"
Stars appeared in Xu Jiexing's eyes: "Okay, okay!"
"In the dormitory." He glanced at the front training building: "I'll get it back."
Xu Jiexing subconsciously said: "I'm with you..." She paused, pursed her lower lip, and asked carefully: "Can I go with you?"
When facing him, she always seemed to be asking for his opinion, and didn't want to do anything embarrassing to force him.
The prickly shell inside Cen Fengxin's unconsciously softened a little.
He said: "Yes."