After the rebirth, the top idol, he pestered me to announce

Chapter 121 Can I Hug You

Song Zhimeng was handing out the leaflets mechanically. Suddenly, a man's hand was holding a corner of the leaflet. There was a scar on his index finger, from the pulp of the finger to the back of the hand, which was hideous and terrifying.

Song Zhimeng raised his eyes slowly, the three men standing in front of him looked unkind, with cropped hair.

Feng Yi had a cigarette in his mouth, and the choking smell filled the air. He looked at Song Zhimeng disdainfully, took the leaflet away slowly and forcefully, glanced at it, and sneered: "Yo, our top student didn't become the boss after graduation. Instead, a flyer was launched here?"

"If Song Xueba doesn't have a job, I'll introduce you to a sweeping job, but I don't know if Song Xueba, who has always been arrogant, will dislike him."

The three of them came here to find fault.

Song Zhimeng's eyes were cold: "What about me has nothing to do with you."

No one saw him, his hands trembled slightly, it was the fear hidden deep in his memory.

Even after many years, the shadow still exists.

"I didn't expect that Song Xueba's temper was still so stubborn in the past five or six years." Feng Yi deliberately blew the smoke ring on Song Zhimeng's face, he frowned and backed away.

Seeing his bad attitude, the young ladies onlookers were immediately dissatisfied, and stood up for Song Zhimeng one after another.

"What's the matter with you, you came here on purpose to find trouble?"

"If you make trouble again, we will call the police!"

"Did I cause trouble?" Feng Yi pretended to be surprised, "I'm clearly just reminiscing with Song Xueba. Is it illegal to reminisce with old friends?"

Feng Yi wanted to reach out to embrace Song Zhimeng, and made a look of brotherly love: "You are right, Song Xueba."

His last three words were playful.

"Sorry, I don't know you well." Song Zhimeng glanced at him indifferently, and wanted to turn around to leave, but he held his shoulders: "Song Xueba, don't rush away, if you can't remember who I am, I can help you recall memories, after all, you in the second year of high school are very different from now."

Song Zhimeng's body froze suddenly, those dusty memories that he didn't want to open flooded in at this moment.

"Didn't you hear what he said? I'm not familiar with you." The leaflet rolled into a tube hit Feng Yi's wrist from bottom to top, and Qin Yan, who was still wearing a Pikachu doll costume, completely blocked Song Zhimeng behind him.

At the same time, the trainees who heard the movement gathered around.

"Something happened." Mo Jingwen said in a deep voice.

"Walk."

Rong Fei got up and walked downstairs.

"Tsk, Song Xueba, it seems that you have been doing well these years!" Feng Yi showed no fear on his face, and his attitude was still arrogant: "Not only are there women standing up for you, but there are so many brothers backing you, why? , are you really a man and a woman?"

"Didn't he seduce|seduce men when he was a sophomore in high school? It hasn't changed a bit in all these years hahaha——"

Feng Yi's brother echoed, saying all kinds of ugly things.

"Feng Yi!" Song Zhimeng took a deep breath and looked at Feng Yi squarely: "Haven't you had enough of the lessons from that year?"

Feng Yi's smug smile froze, and then became distorted: "How dare you say it!"

Feng Yi stretched out his left hand, and there was a deep scar on his palm: "It's because of you, my left hand has been useless until now! Song Zhimeng, do you think I will let you go easily? Now I know you are in the imperial capital Well, in the future, I won't make it easier for you!"

If Song Zhimeng hadn't transferred to another school, he would have killed this bastard for sure!
Today he saw Song Zhimeng by chance and thought he had made a mistake.

Zhang Yu snorted coldly, and pointed to the camera not far away: "Brother, do you want to stop looking at the camera and talking? In broad daylight, the personal threat to citizens has been recorded as evidence. If something unfortunate happens to Zhimeng in the future, the first One is suspicious of you."

There were too many people around just now, Feng Yi didn't even notice that there was a videographer, he squinted his eyes and looked at the banner next to the videographer, starlight?

What it is.

Feng Yi doesn't pursue stars, and doesn't set foot in the entertainment industry, so he doesn't know anything about the entertainment industry at all.

But his brother had heard about it, and whispered in Feng Yi's ear, "It seems to be a variety show. My girlfriend said that there are quite a lot of handsome idols in it."

It turned out that Song Zhimeng went to be an actor in the variety show.

Actor, what is the most important thing?
Honor, of course.

Feng Yi's smile changed instantly: "I was just joking just now, please don't mind, Song Xueba and I are really friends."

Zhang Yu said nonchalantly: "What you said just now doesn't seem like a joke. Those who don't know think that you and Mengmeng have some deep hatred."

"that is!"

Song Zhimeng pursed his lips.

Feng Yi was about to say something, but when he saw Rong Fei walking away from the crowd, his pupils shrank suddenly.

His family background was in the imperial capital, neither good nor bad, but compared to the Rong family, it was far worse than that.

Even Rong Fei, the heir of the Rong family, had only had the chance to meet him once from a distance before, and he couldn't even get a word with him.

"Queen of Shadows!"

"elder sister!"

"Mr. Rong."

When Rong Fei walked slowly, the powerful aura dissipated inexplicably, and the oppressed person subconsciously held his breath: "What happened?"

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Rong?" Feng Yi smiled flatteringly, and cursed inwardly, and the group of people called Teacher Rong Feirong.

Trouble is not so easy to find.

Zhang Yu recounted it all over again, emphatically repeating Feng Yi's threat.

Feng Yi said: "I said it was a misunderstanding, why are you so serious." He flipped through the leaflet in his hand in a panic, "There is a concert at seven o'clock tonight, right? Let's go first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Rong."

Feng Yi ran away in despair.

Who doesn't know that Rong Fei is the most defensive, picking trouble in front of her, maybe he hasn't lived enough.

With Feng Yi's appearance, Song Zhimeng's mood darkened visibly to the naked eye, and something was wrong with him. When Yu Yaoyao was talking to him, Song Zhimeng lowered his eyes almost instinctively, and his shoulders flinched for a moment.

Song Zhimeng suppressed his voice: "Thank you."

Qin Yan frowned slightly, noticing his little movements.

Mo Jingwen comforted Song Zhimeng with a few words.

Rong Fei looked at Song Zhimeng's back thoughtfully, ptsd?

In the distance, Feng Yi's two brothers grabbed the corner of the wall, carefully observed the movements of Song Zhimeng and others, and asked unwillingly, "Brother Yi, Song Zhimeng is so cheap?"

"Of course not!" Feng Yi lit another cigarette, looking at the scar on his left hand with a ferocious expression: "I want Song Zhimeng to regret it for the rest of his life!"

Song Zhimeng made his hand useless, how could he make him feel better.

Passers-by didn't take the farce just now into their hearts.

Because of the appearance of Rong Fei and Mo Jingwen, more and more passers-by were watching.

A bold girl with a high ponytail looked at Pikachu expectantly: "Can I hug you?"

(End of this chapter)