The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Youth (one more)

On July 21, the sky is clear and the breeze is smooth.

The Qufei Tai Nanzhou Station concert is in full preparation. Fans who came from all over the country gathered at the gate of Nanzhou Stadium in the morning, waiting for the ticket check in the heat.

I saw a crowd of people on the square, and I couldn't see the end at a glance. I saw that these fans included grandmothers in their 60s and 70s, as well as children as young as three to five years old. This is enough to show that Qufeitai's fans are widely distributed. eat.

These fans are wearing T-shirts with the cartoon image of Qufeitai, wearing light-emitting headbands, and waving small flags. On the flags, the cartoon image of Qufeitai or the slogan for support, gather in groups. chat.

"Have you listened to the new song of Feitai Brother Yunzhou Station? It's an absolute son, it's my Feitai brother, **** blossoms."

"Obviously you can rely on your face to eat, but you depend on talent. Brother, how do you let the men in the world live?"

"I heard that my brother strained a ligament while dancing at Binzhou Station. It has only been a week. My brother is too dedicated to his work....If I don't dance tonight, we can't blame him. My brother's foot hurts the most. important."

"Isn't the guest acting as a superstar tonight? The company is horrible. I let this girl group stick to my brother to **** blood every day."

"They are the guests from Jiangzhou Station. There seems to be no guests tonight, my brother is alone all the time."

"That's good, we bought the tickets to see my brother, so we don't look at the vampires who have posted up and down in a mess."

Qufeitai arrived in Nanzhou two days ago and stayed at Nanzhou Hotel. Although the company has done a good job of confidentiality, Qufeitai is too popular. There are still many fans squatting at the entrance of Nanzhou Hotel, just waiting. Qu Feitai appeared.

I heard from fans that Qu Feitai didn't return to the hotel until two o'clock in the morning after rehearsing last night. It was only eight o'clock in the morning, so he should still be sleeping.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, there is a teenager lying on the big bed.

Sunlight penetrated the gauze and fell on the carpet, a ray of sunlight naughty ran onto the bed, and fell on the boy's face.

The boy has thick and long eyelashes. At this moment, under the sunlight, a light blue shadow is cast under the eyelids. The high nose bridge, the thin lips, the knife-cut face, like the hand of God. Fabricated, the young man was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed at the moment, showing a bit of innocence, like the cleanest colored glaze in the world, transparent and crystal clear.

"DiDiDi"The phone on the bedside table rang a few times, breaking the silence of the room.

The sleeping teenager frowned. He frowned, subconsciously making his heart tighten, and he wanted to personally smooth the wrinkles on his brows.

The boy turned over, reached out his hand and fumbled for the phone, and put it to his ear.

The other party realized that he was getting up, and subconsciously slowed down his tone: "Xiao Fei, there is a problem with the synthesis track of cooledit, and the bass accompaniment in the third bar cannot be synthesized. This bass is the soul of this song, especially in the scene. The effect will be great. It's a discount, the time is too late." The other party's tone was very anxious.

The boy yawned, closed his eyes and lazily said, "Send me the demo."

"What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? Play it live." The boy's tone was lazy with carelessness.

The other party was surprised: "But the live radio is not good, and I remember that you have only learned bass for half a month, can it work?"

"Man, you can't say no."

The man across from his hand choked, "I'll send it to you."

The young man threw the phone, opened his eyes, and in a moment, as if all the stars gathered in his eyes, it was profound and dazzling.

With eyes as embellishments, the whole face instantly becomes lively and vivid, with sword eyebrows flying diagonally into the temples, with a hint of youthful publicity in its sharpness.

The boy's bathrobe was half exposed, his chest muscles leaking out, and he walked to the ground with his long legs. The boy was tall, with a full length of one and eighty-five meters, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his abdominal muscles were looming. The figure and appearance are just like the beautiful boy who came out of the comics, or the kind of hormonal spray.

When Qu Feitai was fourteen years old, he posted his first self-playing and self-singing video on the Internet. It was an instant hit. In the video, he didn't show his face. He just relied on his body and voice. After all, a fourteen-year-old has chest muscles and abdomen. A muscular boy, which woman is not tempted.

Later, the top domestic record company Sanskrit Entertainment signed Qu Feitai and created his first Chinese album. All the songs in the album were written by him. One year after the release of the first album Time has broken all records in the Chinese music scene, and won the prizes to get soft, and all this is just the honor he has exchanged for his talent.

When he first appeared at the Golden Melody Awards ceremony, all the fans and passers-by were crazy. Even the host and the award-giving guests that night were dumbfounded. The scene is still funny when I think about it.

The award-giving guest Rong Sheng, the most beautiful man in the entertainment industry and the walking hormone, used a face to make a **** road in the cruel entertainment industry. In those days, he had movies released and was invited to become the award-giving guest as a propaganda. Once appeared in front of the camera, standing on the stage, and standing in front of Rong Sheng, the most beautiful man in the entertainment industry who became famous by his beauty was eclipsed.

That night was the most lively night in the entertainment industry ever. A genius boy who set multiple music records, unexpectedly had a body and appearance against the sky, it was simply a violent thing.

Since then, Qufeitai has become the last jewel in the Chinese music scene, or the brightest and most dazzling one. People will always remember that that night, the boy stood under the spotlight and smiled in the spring breeze in the eyes of all eyes. .

Qu Feitai himself really upholds the principle of high-key work and low-key life. Every album he releases can break the sales record created by him that year and win prizes time and time again. However, he himself is very low-key and the paparazzi squats. For three years, I couldn't dig out any useful information. I either went to the company's recording studio or wrote songs at home every day.

Heterosexual ambiguous, bar carnival, he perfectly avoided this kind of music talent who stepped on thunder again and again, and because of his self-cleanliness, he made fans crazily obsessed with him. He is a well-deserved perfect idol.

What is more commendable is that, as the top performer in the entertainment industry, the so-called sing and the excellent act. Numerous movies and TV series have thrown olive branches to him, and even lured him with sky-high prices. Qu Feitai is unmoved and refuses all In an interview, he said: "Music is my soul. I must be 100% focused to write a work that I am satisfied with. If I write half of my work and go to make a movie, it will be irresponsible to the audience and to me. 'S fans are not responsible, and even more irresponsible for their own."

As soon as this statement came out, the media and fans praised him for being sober-minded and not being fascinated by the glitz of the entertainment circle. It is really rare to have such thoughts at such a young age.

Now he is eighteen years old. During the summer vacation of the coming-of-age ceremony, he held four concerts in a row. The venues were full and it was hard to find a ticket. This is his best responsibility to himself.

Qufeitai twist the flower shower, throw away the bathrobe and stand under the shower, let the water wash down.

Ten minutes later, assistant Tian Long came in with clothing in one hand and breakfast in the other.

Qufeitai had a bath towel around her waist, and walked out of the bathroom while holding the towel while wiping her wet hair.

Takao was dumbfounded, feeling hot in his nostrils, something was flowing out.

He quickly put down his things and rushed into the bathroom.

Qu Feitai glanced at him, Tian Long felt his back chill.

"Breakfast is in the box. Eat it while it's hot. Brother Zhuang was flying to Nanzhou at noon today. He asked me to tell you that your foot injury has not healed. If you don't want to be disabled for life, you can rest in the hotel."

Qufeitai was eating breakfast, turning on his computer to receive emails, clicking on the demo demo, and tapping his fingers on the desktop rhythmically while listening.

The young man was bathed in the morning light and listened carefully. His brow furrowed slightly, and his face stretched out. Tian Long not only became nervous with his mood.

When Qu Feitai is working, don't bother him, talk about experience.

The breakfast was resolved. The teenager took a pen to write and draw on a piece of white paper. For a while, the room only heard the rustle of the pen tip.

Ten minutes later, Qu Feitai changed his clothes, and finally put on his watch.

Takayama cautiously asked: "Are you going out?"

"Go to rehearse."

"But your foot hurts..."

"Can't be disabled." Then, I put on my cap and went out.

Tian Takashi sighed secretly, and quickly trot to catch up.

Qufeitai's figure appeared at the entrance of the hotel, fans rushed up frantically, and the hotel security immediately rushed to use a human wall to resist the enthusiastic fans for Qufeitai, but these fans were so enthusiastic that the eight bodyguards were almost squeezed away.

Qufeitai was the tallest, standing out among a group of little girls. He waved his hand, and the crowd fell silent for a moment.

"Everyone, please be quiet, please? Don't bother others to rest. If you really like me, then buy tickets to see my concert. Friends who haven't bought tickets don't feel sad. At 12 o'clock today, follow the company's Weibo. There is a ticket grabbing event, the last chance."

The young man's voice was a bit **** and hoarse in its magnetism, every word, very gentle, it was a side that fans had never seen before, and everyone was stunned for a while.

This time it appeared that he didn't wear a mask, and that slashing handsome face was exposed to the sun without any reservation. Everyone looked at him obsessively, wondering how could there be such a handsome, talented, and gentle person in the world. Where's the boy?

In the blink of an eye, the teenager got into a commercial RV at the entrance of the hotel. The assistant quickly pulled the door and sat in the co-pilot. Before the fans could react, he left.

"Ah ah ah ......." Swept along with automobile exhaust fans are excited fanatical screams.

"Ding" made a soft sound, and a WeChat message came.

Qu Feitai took out his phone and glanced at it, curling the corners of his lips.

——Xiao Fei, I heard that you hurt your foot, are you okay?

Qufeitai's slender fingers quickly slid on the screen, typing-can't be disabled.

After a pause, he seemed to think of something and typed quickly—I heard that you were kicked from the altar position? Comes with an emoticon pack for schadenfreude.

——It was Bai Ziyan who told you that, why is he so gossip?

——I heard that she is still a woman? No way, Xiao Song, you are a legend in our compound. Until now, my mother still uses you as an example every day. You can't be beaten up by a little girl.

The other party made a dumbfounding expression covering his face.

——Get ready for your concert. Come to Jiangzhou next week. I will invite you to dinner. The big stars must give me this face.

Song Yinzhang walked to the door of No.1 Middle School, looked around, and frowned secretly.

Many people standing or squatting at the entrance of a middle school, with sneaky eyes.

Song Yinzhang bowed his head and returned a message—I have something else to do. When I talked back, I locked my phone.

At this time, a white BMW stopped at the school gate, and Song Yinzhang recognized that it was a mirrored car.

Thinking of something, his face changed, and he waved frantically at the car: "Quickly go."

However, it was too late, and no one called out: "That's Miss Zhu's car."

With a bang, the group of people rushed over in an instant, surrounded the cars, and slapped the windows of the car while shouting: "The Zhu Group owes the debt, and I wish the father and the daughter to pay the debt, and the money is paid."

One Middle School is located in a prosperous area, opposite the People's Park, which is a densely populated place. The movement at the school gate attracts many onlookers, while young people are busy taking pictures and recording videos with their mobile phones.

Song Yinzhang squeezed into the crowd strenuously, leaned on the car window and shouted: "Ding Spiegel, you go quickly, here I will help you deal with it."

A fat aunt pointed to Song Yinzhang and cursed: "Young man, don't make trouble here, hurry up, we don't want to trouble you, we just have to say that Miss Zhu, they wish the family owe money, we want her to pay back it is justified. "

Song Yinzhang shook his head: "The Zhu Group's affairs have nothing to do with her. Don't bully the little girl."

Cai Ping cursed with her arms akimbo: "She is Miss Zhu's family that has nothing to do with her? What is your relationship with her? I speak such shameless words without conscience. Okay, if you want a hero to save the United States, then you can pay her back. ."

"Yes, you pay her back." Everyone agreed.

Song Yinzhang frowned, but even if he was besieged in this way, he was not afraid to retreat.

"Please don't be impulsive, we can negotiate slowly..."

"Negotiation? It's an excuse. From the time the accident to the present, has anyone negotiated with us? A nest of snakes and rats are all black-hearted profiteers. Now we only need Miss Zhu to give us an explanation." Cai Ping opened her mouth and shut up. Spit stars fly randomly.

At this moment, a few teenagers with tattoos squeezed into the crowd and rushed in, surrounded the car, and drove the crowd: "Leave me aside."

The group of people carrying clubs in their hands was very frightening. They were ordinary people. When they saw these people, they were subconsciously afraid and couldn't help but step back a few steps.

A handsome young man walked over and stood in front of the car door, like a door god, his eyes swept around: "Who wants to say, come, come up and say."

Song Yinzhang looked at him in shock, "Shao Dan?"

Zhu Shaodan winked at him, Song Yinzhang immediately understood.

Cai Ping suddenly screamed, and her voice went straight into the sky: "The Zhu family has beaten people. Oh, hey, this old bone is going to confess here. The Zhu family who killed a thousand swords has deceived our savings. Now, Still want to kill people, is there justice in this world?"

"You are not dead." Zhu Shaodan raised his fist in anger and was about to greet the opponent's face, and punched it down. It is estimated that the old woman's bones will fall apart.

Cai Ping lay down on the ground and began to play a bitch. She is professional in acting as a shrew, and she is accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves, as if the other party has committed some heinous crime.

"Hold on." A cold voice suddenly remembered that under the scorching sun, it seemed like a burst of cold air was blowing.

The car door opened, and the girl bent down and walked out of the car.

Zhu Shaodan glanced at her, blinked and blinked again, as if he had known her for the first time, then snorted and turned his head proudly.

Song Yinzhang said worriedly: "Ding Spiegel, you should go back first..."

Ming Jing shook his head, took a step forward, and looked around.

Everyone was stunned for a while, but I didn't expect Miss Zhu's family to be so young and beautiful, like a fairy descending to the earth. When they glanced over, everyone hardly dared to look directly, and even a glance seemed like a kind of blasphemy.

"I am Zhu Mingjing, Miss Zhujia, what do you want to say?"

The girl's back was straight, her eyes were gentle and compassionate, and everyone looked at it and lowered their heads unconsciously.

Cai Ping said with her arms akimbo: "We bought your Zhushi Group's building, but now your company has an accident and the investor ran away. We can't get the real estate certificate now. You trust Zhu's Group to choose your real estate, but What do you give us back? Do you wish the family not to be responsible?"

(End of this chapter)

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