This lunch didn't end until almost three o'clock.

Before Lin Leheng left, he was still holding Lin Feinian's hand, with a weird and dignified expression.

Lin Shuizhang's wife pushed Lin Leheng: "Why do you always look at your brother with this expression?"

Lin Feinian's body froze suddenly.

He could probably guess why Lin Leheng did this.

Fortunately, Lin Leheng found a reason to prevaricate, and then solemnly exchanged contact information with Lin Feinian.

"Come to me if you need help, brother will help you no matter what!"

Huo Yanzhou just finished paying the bill and came out. Hearing this, he scoffed slightly and looked away.

Lin Leheng: ...you are laughing and laughing, you are talking about you!

Yu Qinjun and Yu Lishu are getting old, Lin Jincheng is worried that they will go back alone.

Lin Jincheng said: "Father is going to see grandma off. You and Yan Zhou go back to Xi Ziwan every year."

I have to ride in the same car with Huo Yanzhou again.

Lin Feinian's heart trembled, and he really wanted to say that he could take a taxi back to the company.

But before he could say anything, he heard Huo Yanzhou speak.

"Well, I will send Niannian back."

Lin Jincheng was relieved, and he and Yu Han helped the old man into the car.

Here, Lin Leheng also got into Lin Shuizhang's car and went back.

But in a blink of an eye, only Lin Feinian and Huo Yanzhou were left in the parking lot of He's yard.

"Let's go."

Huo Yanzhou opened the co-pilot's door.

The car was empty, Lin Feinian did not see the driver.

In other words, there were only him and Huo Yanzhou on the way back to Xi Ziwan.

Lin Feinian sat on the co-pilot's seat and fastened his seat belt.

The car started slowly and drove towards Xi Ziwan.

The distance between the co-pilot and the driver's seat was less than half a meter, and Lin Feinian faced Huo Yanzhou unavoidably.

The car was driving on the road, Huo Yanzhou did not speak, and Lin Feinian would not take the initiative to speak.

He poked his fingers and felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange, so he took out his phone to divert his attention.

He clicked into Weibo habitually, and Song Nanyi's Weibo push, which he paid special attention to, jumped to the forefront.

After seeing Song Nanyi's content, Lin Feinian knew that he started the live broadcast.

He clicked on the live broadcast link, turned his phone around, and jumped to the live broadcast interface.

It's the dance studio at home.

Not only Song Nanyi was in the live broadcast room, Qi Jun and Zhong Jianye were also there, but they were far apart and only appeared in the live broadcast as a background.

The chatterbox Song Nanyi was chatting with the barrage.

"Ask me why I have time to start a live broadcast? After visiting your super chat, I saw that you are all saying that we can't start a live broadcast if we don't post Weibo. Isn't this a conscience discovery."

"And ask me why I'm not here every year? Every year has something to do, and I won't be back until tonight."

"It's rhythmic to say that every year I don't train because of my strength. I'm going to be angry. We practiced hard for a long time, but Sister Mei saw that we were under too much pressure and gave us a half-day vacation. Forget it, I'm already angry for you. blocked."

Lin Feinian laughed. After registering and logging in, he charged some money and ordered a deep water gift for him.

However, there are no shortage of gifts in the live broadcast room. Like this kind of daily live broadcast, they will set a gift limit to prevent fans from throwing too many gifts.

At the Xi Ziwan underground garage, after the front of the car stopped, Lin Feinian unbuckled his seat belt and was about to jump down.

Pulled by Huo Yanzhou.

"What I told you today...is true."

Huo Yanzhou's eyes were full of complicated emotions that he couldn't see clearly. He held Lin Feinian's wrist and leaned over to rub Lin Feinian's hair as usual.

"Go to bed early, and don't go to bed too late."

Lin Feinian got out of the car, only to feel that her lips were dry, so she licked her lips.

...

When he got home, Lin Feinian didn't change his clothes. After taking off his hat, he went straight to the dance practice room on the second floor.

Song Nanyi held up his mobile phone for the live broadcast, but when he heard Lin Feinian came back, he put his mobile phone on the ground: "Nian Nian is back! It's so hot outside today."

Is it hot outside?

Lin Feinian didn't pay attention to this, but felt that the wind was a little loud by the bathroom window in the He's courtyard.

Hmm, also a little sullen.

"Year?" Song Nanyi reached out in front of his eyes, "What do you think?"

"I think it's hot outside." Lin Feinian pushed Song Nanyi back to the dance practice room, "Continue to practice."

After he finished talking about Song Nanyi, he did not rest, and began to practice quickly in front of the mirror.

...

With only five days left until the first concert, the four of them focused more and more on training, and even Song Nanyi, who loved to play, rarely touched his phone during the day.

That night, the four of them didn't return home until nearly twelve o'clock in the evening.

At twelve o'clock, the Sea City is still brightly lit. At the beginning of the lantern, the city is overlooking from the high -rise building.

A crescent moon fell in the dark blue sky.

In the living room, the sky full of stars sparsely reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

As one of the few people with spare energy, Lin Feinian went to the kitchen to pour water for everyone else.

Song Nanyi seemed to have died once, lying on the carpet and refusing to get up, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling.

Lin Feinian laughed to help him, but the sore muscles were also involved.

Song Nanyi was afraid Lin Feinian was too tired. He got up and sat up with his hands and feet, but people were still dull.

Qi Jun wasn't much better, but he was still planning for the next few days of training.

"For the remaining three days, you can loosen your muscles a little bit, mainly to strengthen muscle memory."

Zhong Jianye replied feebly, "I know."

Lin Feinian and Song Nanyi also nodded, "Got it, Captain."

Song Nanyi's mobile phone under his body shook twice, and he was too lazy to see it.

"WeChat information, at this time, it's either Sister Mei or my parents."

Lin Feinian drank the water and drank the water in the cup in three or two.

The phone in his pocket also vibrated.

Lin Feinian said, "It should be Sister Mei."

Song Nanyi went to get the phone and opened it.

"Hey, another marketing account is talking about us."

As a popular boy group with many topics in a short period of time, the four of them have long been used to the fact that the marketing account used them to complete the ki.

Song Nanyi reads the Weibo reposted by Mei Liu.

"It is suspected that a member of a boy group surnamed st was taken care of by the boss, escaped training before the concert, and... went shopping in the car of the boss? What the hell is this?"

After reading it, he threw his phone away: "What are you talking about, you also say that we are lazy in training every year, and bully us by relying on the financial master behind us. Is this reasonable?"

Zhong Jianye asked, "What kind of boss? Bullying?"

"Someone took a picture of Nian Nian sitting in Mr. Huo's car when he came back yesterday. I don't know how it happened."

"Yesterday?" Lin Feinian recalled, "Yesterday was impossible."

He didn't really want to see that kind of melon made up by Weibo, but now it's related to himself, so he can only open Weibo with his nose and search for the marketing account.

There are quite a lot of fans of this marketing account, it should be a mix of real and fake melons, which led to many people believing that her explosions were all real melons.

And that photo...

Lin Feinian zoomed in and looked at it, and found that it was the first time he was going to dinner with Lin Jincheng.

That day, he also came back in Huo Yanzhou's car, but on the way back, he bought a red velvet cake for Song Nanyi.

The photo was taken when Huo Yanzhou got off the bus. He was showing Huo Yanzhou where the cake shop was.

I didn't expect it to be published until now.

Lin Feinian said, "This is a photo from half a month ago."

Qi Jun has a good memory, and he recalled it at a glance: "Is it the day you came back from buying coffee?"

Lin Feinian: "Yes."

Zhong Jianye sneered: "It took so long to release it, and it was specially released when our concert was approaching. I clearly wrote out whatever effect I wanted."

Song Nanyi shouted: "The key really believes, the following comments look more irritating."

Only then did Lin Feinian go to the comment area below to pull it, and also saw the so-called irritating comments.

[I guessed it a long time ago, do you see which group has no background, people without background will be seen by them? funny】

[I can't see this photo clearly, who got off the bus? Which big guy? 】

[People can't see clearly, but cars can't see clearly? Limited Rolls-Royce models, only ten in the world! This isn't something money can't buy. 】

[Fuck, hate the rich, why are there big bosses everywhere]

[This figure looks like a man... tsk tsk tsk, but yes, Lin Feinian's type seems to be easy to be attracted to, she looks so good-looking, it is not easy to mix in the entertainment industry]

[It’s been very strange recently. I can’t get their songs, and I don’t think they sound good. I don’t know why they became so popular. , just like negotiating.]

Reply [You don't understand this, that word]

Reply to [Did you say marketing? I think it's marketing anyway. Before st, didn't a certain family also love marketing, and it was on the hot search every three days. Did you buy an annual package?]

Seeing this, Lin Feinian couldn't help but want to clarify.

The hot search is not what they want to be on.

Except for the first person who clarified his retirement from the competition and deliberately bought the same hot search ranking as that junk director of the draft, the rest are their normal discussions.

Qi Jun's heart is relaxed: "For an artist, if some fans like him, some people hate him, it's normal."

Song Nanyi returned to the carpet again: "I understand the truth, but I still feel angry when I see it."

"Every time I see them in the most sober tone of my voice in the world, saying things that are completely untrue, I get angry."

Lin Feinian picked up the glass of water poured for Song Nanyi, put it into Song Nanyi's hand, and coaxed him like a child: "Okay, don't be angry, Sister Mei forwarded it, indicating that the company has already processing."

Song Nanyi stretched his eyebrows and whispered: "Well, you know."

Then he took a sip of water, but he was still angry and swallowed too fast, choked, and kept coughing while holding the cup.

Lin Feinian hurriedly handed him the tissue box, funny and helpless.

"How can you choke on drinking water?"

Song Nanyi coughing the blue tendons on his neck was raised, and his face flushed.

But he still explained to himself with difficulty: "I didn't drink water and choked, I was too angry and choked!"

After coughing for a long time, Qi Jun and Zhong Jianye both looked over.

Zhong Jianye patted him on the back and let him breathe.

"Cough cough cough."

Lin Feinian tried to comfort him while pulling a tissue for him: "It's not a big deal. There are quite a few people who like to be sober in the world, but they're all gathered together on the Internet."

Song Nanyi finally recovered his anger, patted his chest, and took another sip of water to make his throat more comfortable.

After drinking the water, he continued, "I just don't understand."

"According to what they said, there is no fair thing in the world. It's always a sentence. I knew it a long time ago. Does she know that if she talks less, she won't die!!!"