star king gene

() When Lin Zhimo came out of the room with Li Zekai, everyone at the scene looked at Lin Zhimo differently.

You must know that this is Li Zekai, one of Li Jiacheng's only two sons, if he sneezes half Xiangjiang will catch a cold.

Who is that person next to Li Zekai?How could he talk and laugh with Li Zekai?

All of a sudden, almost all the people attending the banquet focused on Lin Zhimo, the "mainland boy". Correspondingly, a lot of ladies and ladies gathered around Huo Xiwen, after all, they all knew Lin Zhimo was brought in by Huo Xiwen.

Lin Zhimo didn't notice this problem at first, but when he came back after sending Li Zekai away, he immediately felt the enthusiasm of everyone, Lin Zhimo realized that he owed Li Zekai another favor without knowing it.

Since Xie Tingfeng had a good chat with Lin Zhimo just now, he put his arm around Lin Zhimo's shoulder and asked, "Zhima, what's your relationship with Little Superman?"

Lin Zhimo smiled wryly, "Would you believe me if I said this was the first time I met him?"

Xie Tingfeng shook his head and said, "How is it possible? He stayed in the room with you for two hours the first time you met?"

But then seeing Lin Zhimo's helpless look, Xie Tingfeng asked in surprise, "No? Is this really the first time you met him?"

Lin Zhimo shrugged, picked up a cherry from the fruit platter, put it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Isn't it the first time I met you, what do you think people think I am related to you now? "

Xie Tingfeng couldn't help but choke, thought it was wrong after thinking about it, and said, "How can I compare with Li Zekai, we are both actors, so we have something to talk about..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, Xie Tingfeng originally wanted to say "you and him are not from the same world, so what can we talk about", but he felt that it was too much to continue, so he stopped.

Lin Zhimo naturally understood the meaning of Xie Tingfeng's words, but he couldn't explain clearly, so fortunately he pretended that he didn't understand, and dragged him to the other people.

……

"Sister Wen, didn't I already bought a suit a few days ago, why do I have to buy it again today?" Lin Zhimo was reluctantly dragged into the shopping mall by Huo Xiwen, and asked with the last struggle.

Huo Xiwen put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "How many times have I told you that that suit was worn at a casual banquet. Although it is called a suit, it is casual wear, and what I am going to buy you now is a formal suit. , was worn on an orthodox occasion!"

Lin Zhimo really couldn't see the difference between the two, but he couldn't hold back Huo Xiwen, so he had to compromise: "Then I'll buy another one, but the time can't be too long!"

Seeing that Lin Zhimo agreed, Huo Xiwen grabbed Lin Zhimo's arm, dragged him forward, and said, "Okay, okay, I will definitely not delay your study."

Lin Zhimo found that Huo Xiwen liked to hug his arms more and more recently. Although Lin Zhimo enjoyed this kind of taste, he felt that it was a little inappropriate, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Huo Xiwen asked while browsing the clothes in the store: "Zhimo, do you really want to compose a song as the theme song for Sanxing's advertisement?"

Lin Zhimo nodded, and said indifferently: "Yes, Mr. Ding also said it, so the advertising effect will be better."

A few days ago, Lin Zhimo and several professionals went to Sanxing Company in Eastern Guangdong Province for inspection. The inspection results made Lin Zhimo and Lin Zhimo very satisfied. Although Sanxing Company does not currently have its own brand, regardless of style The design ability and the quality level of clothes are very outstanding.

Therefore, Lin Zhimo signed the contract after thinking about it for a while. After signing the contract, Ding Zhongwei, the general manager of Sanxing Company, inadvertently sighed that many advertisements in the United States invite famous musicians to create a theme song. better.

This was originally Ding Zhongwei's unintentional emotion, but Lin Zhimo paid attention after listening to it, and immediately asked if he could create a theme song, could he increase the endorsement fee.

Ding Zhongwei had no objections. He also knew that Lin Zhimo was a creative musician, so he signed a new contract with Huo Xiwen immediately. If Lin Zhimo could create a high-quality commercial song, the endorsement fee would be 1000 million a year!

An eight-figure endorsement fee!

When Lin Zhimo heard the price, he couldn't help being stunned. This is a fee that only people of Cheng Long's level can get.

Ding Zhongwei didn't think the price was very high.After the solid foundation laid by Huanzhugege, and then with the terrifying sales volume of 200 million copies of the first album, and finally taking advantage of the stage of Spring Festival to spread his fame far and wide, Lin Zhimo's current reputation can be said to be as good as ever God, among the new generation of young actors, they belong to the leading role.

It's just that Lin Zhimo himself doesn't go shopping in the street very much on weekdays, and even if he goes out, he only attends parties in the circle, so he is not very clear about how appealing he is.

So the two parties agreed to officially announce the cooperation after Lin Zhimo wrote the song.

The reason why Lin Zhimo proposed this condition was also prepared.

Because of the relationship with Xie Tingfeng and the influence of Xie Tingfeng as a football fan, Lin Zhimo also became somewhat interested in football.

Especially a few days ago, when watching a football match at the Xiangjiang Stadium, Lin Zhimo felt as if he was in a storm with the tens of thousands of people at the scene, and every fan around him was screaming hoarsely. The team he supported shouted frantically, and Lin Zhimo himself was infected by the frenzied atmosphere and trembled all over. It was an extremely strong passion that was being released.

Since that time, Lin Zhimo has had an urge to create a song about sports, and some inspirations often fly in his mind, so Lin Zhimo took this opportunity to propose this suggestion.

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When Huo Xiwen heard Lin Zhimo's answer like this, he knew that he had a good idea, so he stopped talking and concentrated on helping Lin Zhimo choose a suit.

Lin Zhimo is tall and tall, with a height of 1.8 meters, but due to years of martial arts practice, his figure is not bloated. On the contrary, he looks a little thin to a certain extent, but because of this, Lin Zhimo's figure is very Look great with these fitted suit garments.

"Sister Wen, are you sure I look good with this vest and a red tie?" Lin Zhimo rubbed his neck awkwardly, feeling that he didn't look good with this bright red tie.

"Don't move!" Huo Xiwen stopped Lin Zhimo's movements, took two steps back, looked at Lin Zhimo carefully and said, "Let me take a good look..."

Lin Zhimo stood there awkwardly, put his hand on the tie again after a while, and said, "Sister Wen, I really don't like this red tie."

Huo Xiwen supported his right elbow with his left hand, and held his round chin with his white right hand. He nodded slightly and said, "I also feel that it doesn't match right now, but it doesn't seem to be a matter of color..."

Lin Zhimo couldn't take it anymore, so he pulled off the tie and said, "Sister Wen, it's definitely a matter of color, it must be better to change to a darker color."

Lin Zhimo threw the tie aside while speaking, and at the same time unbuttoned the top button of the white shirt.

"Stop!" Huo Xiwen yelled fiercely, "That's it, that's the feeling!"

Lin Zhimo was taken aback and asked, "What is this?"

Huo Xiwen's eyes shone with excitement, and he said: "I always feel that there is something wrong with your clothes, it is your temperament, your temperament is not completely suitable for suits and leather shoes, that kind of dress is too mature, you Need some youthful vibes...yes, just ditch the tie and wear nothing!"

Lin Zhimo smiled and said, "You see, I just said it, wearing a tie is uncomfortable. It's my body reminding me that this outfit is not suitable for me."

Huo Xiwen glanced at Lin Zhimo, and said lightly, "Is it worth your happiness for a blind cat to meet a dead mouse?"

"Eh..." Lin Zhimo was speechless.

Huo Xiwen stepped forward, carefully smoothed Lin Zhimo's shirt collar bit by bit, and said at the same time: "When you go to the banquet later, you can't do it like usual...the movements should be smaller, so It will make you appear more stable, you know?"

Lin Zhimo lowered his head, listened to Huo Xiwen's tireless exhortations over and over again, watched Huo Xiwen gently take care of his clothes, his crystal face still had some blush from the excitement just now, it looked as cute as a pink gem, it was unbearable Can't help wanting to kiss.

Lin Zhimo's heart suddenly felt touched, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was afraid of being abrupt when he wanted to say something.

Huo Xiwen also noticed Lin Zhimo's strangeness, raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhimo, and asked, "Why don't you speak..."

Huo Xiwen suddenly stopped talking, and she saw in Lin Zhimo's eyes the emotion that she had been looking forward to for a long time, but which made her feel scared.

Unable to help lowering her head slightly, Huo Xiwen silently continued to arrange Lin Zhimo's clothes, but her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her earlobes were already a little red.

Lin Zhimo suddenly understood Huo Xiwen's feelings for him. He felt a burst of joy at first, and then felt a sense of guilt towards Lin Xinru.

"Sister Wen, I..." Lin Zhimo opened his mouth and called out, but he didn't know what to say.

Huo Xiwen finally took care of Lin Zhimo's clothes, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he looked straight at Lin Zhimo's deep eyes. At this time, his eyes were surprised, touched, joyful, and more of a kind of guilt .

Huo Xiwen slapped Lin Zhimo lightly on the left chest, and murmured: "Fool, don't feel guilty, Sister Wen is just... just has some feelings that can't be controlled, you...you don't have to worry about it."

Hearing Huo Xiwen's words, Lin Zhimo suddenly felt that he was an asshole, how could he be worthy of Sister Wen's liking for him.He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to comfort Huo Xiwen, but felt that he was not qualified, so he could only remain silent.

Huo Xiwen took a deep breath, his eyes became moist at some point, and he forced a smile to Lin Zhimo: "Okay, idiot, go, it's getting late, don't make Boss Li wait too long."

After finishing speaking, he ran behind Lin Zhimo, pushed his broad back, and said in a relaxed tone: "Hurry up, let's go... Did you steal something good behind my back? It's heavy?"

Pushed by Huo Xiwen, Lin Zhimo walked out of the shop involuntarily. Huo Xiwen waved for a taxi, then pushed him into the car, and said with a forced smile, "Hurry up, have a good trip."

Lin Zhimo looked at Huo Xiwen's forced smile with complicated eyes, opened his mouth several times but couldn't speak, finally gave up, and just said: "Sister Wen, you... go home early."

Watching the taxi gradually go away, Huo Xiwen couldn't help sobbing, squatting on the ground, tears streaming down like rain.