The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

This is the first sound heard by the audience.

Then came the gurgle of beer down the throat.

Feng Xuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the contents of the eyes were already different.

If he still looked lazy just now, there is a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth now.

That laughter spread to everyone's heart through the Internet: "Brother? If you can stay by your side forever as a brother, then" He paused at this point, and suddenly lowered his voice, everyone's heart rose to the bottom of their throats , as if realizing that the main event is about to begin. [

Feng Xuan intensified his smile, and there was a slight sigh in that smile, like a hoarseness from his throat being cut by beer: "Let's be brothers~"

Four words, just four words, brought everyone into the protagonist's world.

That kind of loneliness that you can't ask for, that kind of forbearance that wants to stay with the person you like, that kind of coldness that is so suppressed that you are afraid of losing.

Feng Xuan, without a doubt, displayed all these elements in just a few minutes!And it's very vivid!

It was as if he was Ling Lang, the Ling Lang who liked his childhood sweetheart, but couldn't confess because the other party was also a man like himself!

Immediately!

There was silence in the voice group.

Many people who came here to watch the jokes also fell silent.

Seeing this situation, the New Year fans panicked, and the faces of Homecoming in front of the computer froze.

hateful!

Is this journey really just for one year?

Why is he so playful!

Homecoming slightly clenched his fists. Having been in the industry for several years, he already knew how to suppress his temper and let the public opinion favor him. After all, everyone likes polite people, not cold v like Journey.

"As soon as the beer can rang, I fell into it. The journey is so well matched."

This sentence is quite skillful, and everyone doesn't think there is a thorn in it, but they think that Homecoming is a humble and good v.

but!

The point is in the first sentence he said "just the beer can rang"

Therefore, the surprise that Feng Xuan brought to everyone was cleverly introduced to the beer cans.

After hearing this sentence, the brainless fans will of course react, and the reaction is not small! [

[New Year's goods]: I really think that the crying scenes played by Fleeting Years are good, unlike someone who is supporting a play, just do it, and find props to make the effect!

[New Year Cake]: New Year's goods, someone knows that he is not as big as our Fleeting Years, so you understand!

[Niannian]: Using props for effects is really uncomfortable!

[Jumping Dragon Gate every year]: Planning team, is it really okay for someone to play tricks like this?

The planner's face froze, and she didn't know how to start typing. After all, the popularity of Homecoming is there. If this incident is too violent, it will have an impact on future episodes.

Moreover, the people who came were not only fans of Homecoming, but also many people from Mengyuan. What they wanted to see was that Xuanyuan God could cooperate with Homecoming in the play. As a planner, she also thought of up to this point.

However, the effect of the trip was so good that it surprised her.

But the entire YY shared screen was filled with fans of Homecoming.

In this case, she, she really didn't know what to do

"The trip went well."

At this moment, a steady sound that should not have appeared suddenly sounded in the headset. The voice was slow and hoarse, like flowing honey-colored fine sand with shimmering light, which could easily catch everyone's ears and make people stuck in it...

All of a sudden, the entire channel exploded, whether it was fans who supported Homecoming or the onlookers who had the mentality of watching a movie, they tapped their keyboards and screamed!

[Emperor Fan]: Ahhh, am I dreaming?Is it a god?God is here! ?

[Xuanyuan Xuanyuan I love you]: Sister, you are not dreaming, because I heard it too!Me, I'm so excited!

[Long Live Emperor Xuanyuan]: I'm already so excited!Ask for a signature, ask for a group photo, ask for a blow!

Regarding the current situation, Feng Xuan just frowned, without any superfluous expression.

V Xuanyuan is famously low-key in the industry, rarely appears on the scene, does not hold birthday parties, does not participate in FT interviews, and even hangs a sign on Weibo that he will not accept new dramas, except for friends who are very close to show up, He will come up to bubble and bask in the sun.

This is today?

Feng Xuan couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, but even though he praised himself, it is still necessary to thank him.He pressed the microphone and said thank you in a serious and polite manner.

The person at the other end smiled lowly, and replied: "You're welcome." Then he retreated out of YY's room.

In the yy channel, various laments sounded.

It's not just talking about how V Xuanyuan helped him speak, instead of choosing Homecoming as the main character of this radio drama. [

Feng Xuan didn't say anything else, he reached out and turned off YY, ready to continue sorting out the materials the professor gave him.

As soon as I opened the office software, the qq on the bottom right of the notebook rang.

is a validation message.

Originally, there was nothing surprising about this kind of application to be added as a friend.

What made Feng Xuan raise his eyebrows was the content of the verification message. "I am Xuanyuan."

The simple and straightforward self-introduction seems to have an innate arrogance, which is easily reminiscent of the characters he has matched. No wonder fans in the circle call him Emperor Gong.

Feng Xuan reached out and clicked through, and a message was sent after a while.

[v Xuanyuan]: Enter the group.

Feng Xuan was puzzled: What group did you join?

[v Xuanyuan]: The crew, the planning girl has been pulling you, didn't you see?

It was only then that Feng Xuan noticed that there were other QQ verifications that had not been turned on, and after clicking OK on all of them, he was free to reply: "Sorry, I didn't see it just now."

The man on the other end of the computer curled his thin lips. It seemed that he was not as arrogant as the rumors said, but rather naturally dumbfounded.

"Heh." The man smiled, typing on the keyboard calmly with his slender fingers.

[v Xuanyuan]: You'd better go to the group to find the planning girl to apologize, she couldn't pull you, she thought you hated her, and she was crying.

【A person's journey】:?

Looking at this symbol, I am afraid that I really believed it.The man was holding the computer desk with both hands, and his thumbs gently rubbed his thin lips, showing a playful arc.

[v Xuanyuan]: Idiot, I lied to you.

On the forum, the picture said that v Xuanyuan's deep and steady post is still there, and the aura of Emperor Gong has not diminished, but Feng Xuan looked at the QQ chat box for a long time, and sent a sentence: "...Are you sure you are the real person?"

V Xuanyuan obviously understood the other meaning of his words, and skillfully avoided the current topic: "Let's talk in the group."

Feng Xuan nodded: "Okay."

The crew was quite cheerful, the great god rarely showed up, and everyone was throwing flowers to celebrate.Originally, the planner was also shouting to hold a certain big god, but now seeing Feng Xuan coming in, he corrected his demeanor.

[Planning]: Cough, girls, calm down!

[Planning]: Master V, now you have your own scripts in hand, I think, if everyone has time, can you record all three episodes?

[I only do attacking]: Oh no~ have you recorded all of them?Planning sister, this joke is really cold!

[Planning]: Honey, I'm not joking.If you are not scumbag Sword III and do not play Three Kingdoms Kill, I believe you will be able to record these three issues soon.besides!Don't think that if you change your name to Lao Tzu and only do Gong, I won't know who you are, Mei Xiaoshou!

[I only do Gong]: You are the shou, and your whole family is the shou!

[A person's journey]: When is the radio?

[Planning]: Before the winter vacation

[Journey alone]: Good.

After Feng Xuan finished his work, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. After rubbing his stomach, he planned to go out to eat something and send the materials to school by the way.

It was still cold outside, Feng Xuan wore a beige hooded jacket, a black scarf around his neck, his straight legs were wrapped in washed white jeans, full of British style.

He was afraid of the cold, so he only dared to expose his peach blossom eyes, bent down to pet the one-meter-long golden retriever: "Guy, take a good look at me, do you know?"

"Wow~" the dog barked with big round eyes, then lowered its head and took the shoes over.

Feng Xuan smiled loudly, took the shoes and put them on.

One room, one dog, one man, Feng Xuan has lived like this for three years.

It's a bit lonely, but overall it's cozy.

Before leaving, he rubbed his face against the dog's head, and said in a soft voice, "I'll be back soon."

After Feng Xuan counted the time and finished his lunch outside the school, he got up and walked towards the teaching building.

As a top university in the country, B University not only has rigorous teaching and strong faculty, but also has colorful club activities.

On the stadium next to the teaching building, people are often seen exercising, and basketballs are banging on the ground, which has attracted a large number of students.

In the deep winter weather, Tang Yan is tall and tall standing on the basketball court. His upper body is wearing a well-crafted dark blue woolen sweater, and his lower body is wearing jeans tied up with brown short boots. With the index finger, the voice is calm and capable: "Score another goal."

As he said that, he quickly dribbled the ball and turned around. After throwing off the two people, his eyes moved sharply, his legs jumped up, his body leaned back, and his posture was standard like that of an NBA player. He supported the ball with his left hand, and threw it vigorously with his right...

"Shua" the basketball hits the net, a three-pointer, and the ball goes in!

"Ah, ah, so handsome!"

"Of course it's handsome, and I don't even look at who voted for it."

"The senior is really good. He didn't make any warm-up preparations. He just went up and played for a while, and he scored."

"Well, it would be great if I could get the mobile phone number of the senior."

"Let's just dream about this kind of thing in private. Although the senior is not cold, he is definitely proud. Last time the department flower of the art department sent him a letter, the senior didn't even glance at him, and he didn't stop in his footsteps. Check it out and go.”

The girls were discussing with great interest the main force standing on the basketball court, and when they saw Feng Xuan approaching, they all gasped.

"Look, it's Feng Xuan from the Department of Economics and Management."

"Wow, you're so handsome, it's the first time I've seen a boy with such white skin."

"Sister, you are lucky. This guy doesn't usually come to school. Professor Ma must have called him here today."

"I heard that Senior Feng and Senior Tang don't quite match each other. Is that true, sister?"

"The two of them are really full of gunpowder when they meet." The senior sister reached out and stroked her chin, pretending to be contemplative.

Feng Xuan subconsciously glanced at this side, and saw that the man playing basketball stopped, and lifted the sweater with his left hand, revealing his bronze-colored abs, and he wiped his sweat handsomely, causing bursts of screams.

It's him……

Feng Xuan pursed his thin lips, his face was still cold.

Tang Yan, the top of B University, the various honors he won for the school in the competition, just because of his incomparable combination of talent and appearance, made all the students far behind.

In addition, this person also has a handsome face comparable to the cover of a magazine. His height and weight are in the most perfect golden ratio. He exudes the aura of a superior person. In ancient times, he was an out-and-out prince.

However, Tang Yan is not as ostentatious as the ordinary rich second generation. Instead, he is quite low-key, polite to everyone, and calm from the inside out.But calmness does not mean that he is easy to approach, just like the girls discussed before, he is still quite arrogant in some aspects, but he does not put on airs, and he is also righteous, so he is very popular in school.

The difference is that Tang Yan has been studying in graduate school for two years, while Feng Xuan is still considering whether to study in graduate school or go directly to an internship.

However, due to the same profession, it is inevitable that there will be competition.

The two didn't compete on purpose, but the students around them often said that they could not be compared with each other. Even the professor would make fun of him from time to time: "Are you sure you can beat Tang Yan this time?"

Every time, Feng Xuan just curled his lips into a smile and didn't answer.But the great classmates turned this joke into a provocation.

"Student, can you help me pick up the basketball?" Tang Yan's face became clear through the iron net, there was a trace of playfulness in those deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a fixed arc.

There are countless men with good looks in B, but Tang Yan's face is really hard to spot. The nose is very straight, the eye sockets are deep, and every point is just right, with a bit of mixed blood. It is even more amazing to see.

Paired with the navy blue sweater on his body, the lines are docile, the figure is tall and straight, the shoulders are wide and the hips are narrow, and the standard inverted triangle makes people wonder whether God opened this person when he created him.

Feng Xuan looked at the basketball under his feet, bent down to pick it up, and threw it with one hand, his face was blocked by the scarf, and he didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

"Thank you." Tang Yan stretched out his hand and caught it firmly. With his right hand, he let the ball wrap around his fingertips and turned it around a few times. His amber eyes seemed to be foggy.

Feng Xuan withdrew the hand that threw the basketball, put it in his coat pocket, nodded to Tang Yan, then walked towards the teaching building.

The back is tall and slender, thinner than the average man, looks seven points cold, three points frost.

"Hey, why are you pulling?" The team member standing next to Tang Yan curled his lips and put his hands on the iron net: "Boss, why are you talking so politely to him? I heard that guy sees you in all kinds of ways." It's pleasing to the eye."

Tang Yan ignored his words, and brushed off the non-existing dust from the corner of his clothes with his hand, his eyes were deep and full of meaning.

However, no one knows that on the Internet, two people who are incompatible with each other have already met...

But, that's another story.

I won't let Feng Meiren grow old alone and wait for the crew to broadcast the drama.

Everyone, let's see my meagerness. If I can make it, just listen to the drama directly.

Then, thank you for always supporting me, whether it is a bookstore reader or a mobile reader, bow and gnaw.