shock!The vase in the entertainment industry was reborn to become a god of learning

The night market is brightly lit and crowded.

There is a university town nearby, and most of the people who come to the night market are college students. There are girls in groups, and there are also young couples with their fingers intertwined. Even the cold winter night can't extinguish everyone's enthusiasm.

"It's so lively." Fengcheng looked at everything with curiosity.

"Watch your walk." Rong Xianning pulled him so that Fengcheng didn't bump into the boy opposite.

Fengcheng subconsciously touched the wig on his head. The wig was uncomfortable to wear, stuffy and heavy.

But he had to sacrifice a little in order to come out and play.

He was wearing long, straight black clothes. He was rather delicate, with a small head and a small face. He wore a wig and neutral clothes. When he walked in the center of the crowd, no one would recognize him.

He looked back at Rong Xianning and couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

Rong Xianning has yellow hair, black powder on her skin, thick eyebrows, and a black mole on the corner of her mouth, which even fans would never dare to recognize.

He was the one who helped dress up this outfit. Rong Xianning resisted at first, but in the end, in order to travel quietly, he bit the bullet and agreed.

However, Rong Xianning quickly adapted to the new look and was calm and composed among the crowd. Fengcheng admired her very much. Being an idol was a waste of talent. He should become an actor.

As Rong Xianning's personal bodyguard, Xiao Hu was inseparable. He also put on a little disguise. Usually he dressed dull. Today he borrowed Rong Xianning's clothes. He looked older than a young man.

"Wow, it smells so good." Fengcheng ran to a small stall and was surrounded by many people. It seemed to be very popular.

"What are you selling? It smells so good..."

The greedy food in Fengcheng's stomach was brought out.

Rong Xianning looked at the old signboard and was suddenly stunned.

Fengcheng squeezed into the crowd, rubbed his hands, and his eyes gleamed when he looked at everything.

"Boss, I want one fried rice cake, no, three."

He deliberately choked his throat when he spoke.

There is no way, their group is too popular. Although he is not very popular, almost all Rong Xianning's fans know him. Just in case, it is better to be cautious. After finally going out to play once, he does not want to die before leaving. .

The boss was busy with his work and asked without raising his head: "What flavor do you want?" He then pointed to the standing sign next to him.

"Matcha, coconut, seaweed, have a portion of each."

Aning doesn't like sweets very much, so I bought him seaweed-flavored ones.

Fengcheng ordered fried chicken and fish cakes again. He wanted the sweet and spicy ones. There was also a seller selling critical takoyaki next to him. Fengcheng grew up in the south. He had never seen this kind of snack before and wanted to buy everything he saw.

The company strictly controls their diet, and they are not allowed to touch any junk food. Fengcheng has been holding back his food for a long time. No one from the company will follow him tonight, so he will eat openly.

After paying, Fengcheng stood in line aside. He pulled Rong Xianning to his side: "Why are you so stunned?"

Rong Xianning stared at the man busy in front of the stall, his eyes gradually filled with memories. Finally it was Fengcheng's turn. Fengcheng took the bag from the boss with a smile and said sweetly: "Thank you, uncle."

The uncle took two cups of hot fruit tea from the insulator: "This is for you."

Fengcheng held something in both hands, and the boss handed the fruit tea to Rong Xianning next to him.

Rong Xianning reached out and took it.

The boss couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

I am!

Fengcheng was sweating in his heart. Aning must have been too angry. With such a dignified appearance, an uncle in his fifties who sells snacks would recognize him.

Fengcheng chuckled: "Uncle, you must have mistaken the person. My brother is so ordinary, how can he look like a star?"

After saying that, he grabbed Rong Xianning's hand and turned around to leave.

The boss scratched his head in confusion: "I didn't say he looked like a celebrity, did he?"

Fengcheng was nervous, fearing that Rong Xianning's fans would show up. He didn't want to encounter what happened at the airport again.

He was so anxious that he accidentally bumped into someone.

Fengcheng bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry..."

The snack bag he was holding accidentally fell to the ground, and he hurriedly knelt down to pick it up.

The person opposite also squatted down and helped him pick it up.

Fengcheng looked up in panic. It didn't matter. He was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

What a beautiful lady.

"Your snack is dirty, so be it, I'll make it up to you."

The voice is also gentle and nice.

Fengcheng reacted and waved his hand quickly: "No, it's not your fault. It's because I don't have eyes when I walk..."

Shen Youan ignored Qi Baotan, who was squatting on the ground to help pick up things. She looked at the young man standing opposite.

The lights are bright in the distance, the night market is full of people, and the people are noisy.

The young man stood in the world of fireworks, staring at her quietly with a pair of eyes that seemed to fall into the sky filled with stars. (End of chapter)