Summoning: Anime March

"The audition is still about a week away, that is, the end of the month, and the middle of next month is the audition. The competition method is to compete for popularity through live performances." At this time, the president pushed open the door and walked in. He looked much younger.

"Hey hey!!! That means" Rina's face was bloodless, kneeling on the tatami and holding her head.

Liuli's hands are lying on the ground, her long hair is messy scattered with "not enough time"

"Don't worry, with me and my seniors here, you will definitely be able to pass the selection and become national-level idols." Fengji said confidently.

"This year, Fengjun and Lianhua are really the saviors of our office." The president said with gratitude and sigh.

Mu Shan pushed up his glasses, "That is to say, without the two of them, it would be a fantasy to enter the selection area directly now."

"I've passed the prize, the president and seniors, starting tomorrow, is the real Spartan training, the idols will go back tonight and have a good rest to prepare for tomorrow." Feng Ji Diao looked at Feng's rebellious eyes, a pair of The beginning of a good show.

Feng Nixing is worried about a very serious question, that is, how long can he hide this matter of disguising as a woman? ..

8. A daughter who surpasses her father does not exist! ! !

"Feng Ji" stood at the door of the dormitory, and Feng's expression was so ugly.

"What's wrong, father? Don't stand at the door and have something to say." Feng Ji was sitting on a chair and beckoned to Feng.

"No need, I'll stand here and tell you, Fengji, how long do you think my true gender can be hidden?"

"Real gender? Ah, this is what you're talking about." Feng Ji's bedroom was different from ordinary girls' bedrooms. At least Feng Ji couldn't smell the fragrance of any cosmetics. Feng Ji only took a shower before going to bed and then fell asleep. This is the only way to maintain such a perfect skin. From a girl's point of view, I am afraid that most female voices will be envious.

"Don't you think this is the most important thing at the moment?" Feng Nixing regretted that he had sworn to hand over everything to her. As a result, Feng Nixing, the cafe and the school, and the real door Xiaoyue who he was looking forward to meeting. farther and farther.

"Don't worry, as long as my father doesn't say anything, this matter will never be exposed. Isn't it good to hide it recently?" Fengji said indifferently.

"That's because I had already changed my clothes before I went! And about that idol festival, you didn't discuss it with me at all." Feng Nixing felt that he had been played hard.

"No, this is the fastest way to achieve the goal at present. Does my father want to give up this competition and wait another year?" Fengji did not deny that she decided this matter privately, but she just followed the most efficient one. method to choose.

"This is the price, so how about I quit this group on the way?" Feng Nixing said that he was really cowardly.

"If my father wants to quit, I think the existence of this office has no meaning at all. After all, the competition completely depends on the strength of my father." Feng Ji's appearance seemed to have taken everything into account.

"You have to be responsible for your own words, you know?" Feng grabbed his hair against Xing's habit. This is his unique posture.

"Yes, I will not only be responsible for what I said, but also for my father himself." Fengji looked at herself with an expression like I wasn't joking.

"You should rest early." Feng Nixing couldn't talk anymore, and took a step back.

"Yes, my father, so do you." Feng Ji looked at Feng Ji with meaningful eyes after saying that.

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After confirming that the door was locked, Feng Nixing sat at the desk with a tired face, looking at the manuscript paper and brushes on the table, "Every day is very fulfilling now, you big bastard"

Picking up the freshly brewed instant coffee, Feng Nixing whispered, "Is this the second volume of the previous book, so it should be better to write?"

Sure enough, the instant coffee, compared to the one brewed by the manager himself, has been blasted dozens of streets.

"Hey? Father still likes to draw?" Feng Ji's voice suddenly sounded behind him, Feng Ni's hand trembled and the cup almost fell, he grabbed it in time, but still spilled some from the inside, sticking to the on the drawing.

"Ah" Feng Nixing has just sketched the overall illustration, but now this situation can only cost the draft

Feng Ji naturally could see what Feng Nixing was worrying about, and also knew that she was in trouble.

"Father, isn't it hot?" However, Fengji chose to care about this matter first.

Feng Nixing, who wanted to get angry, heard what his daughter said, but his heart softened at that time. "It's okay, but this manuscript paper is scrapped." His tone was a bit regretful. Again, because that's just too much of a torment.

"Is this a comic, an illustration?" Fengji leaned forward, and the distance between her cheeks suddenly shortened.

Looking at her daughter's profile up close, Feng Nixing was a little uneasy, and when she secretly scolded herself as a bastard, Feng Ji picked up the paintbrush on the side, "Father, let me try it"

"Oh" Feng Nixing nodded and got up from his seat, then Feng Ji sat down.

Although there are many flaws, Feng Nixing wants to know how she opened the locked door and came in from the outside, but these things are useless before time stops.

Feng Nixing did not speak, the reason was that from the moment Fengji started to write, he could no longer speak.

Each stroke is not a superfluous action, just one stroke and one painting, the work can be perfectly presented in front of the audience, which is incredible.

Feng Nixing forcibly turned his attention to Feng Ji, looked at his daughter in disbelief, and such thoughts appeared in his mind.

Has this kid always been so perfect?

It took him a total of six hours to paint, because Feng Nixing only painted a little a day, so it was so slow to draw a painting, but he thought it was okay, after all, he still had the job of an idol.

"Finished father, take a look at the painting if you can, and prepare to color it. What's the matter?" Feng Ji found that Feng Ji's expression was the kind of unbelievable surprise when she saw the scene that she could never see in her life.

Seeing the illustration base map Fengji completed in less than 20 minutes, Feng Nixing couldn't think of any other words to describe it except perfect, followed by bursts of weakness, because in his opinion, the boys and girls in this paper seemed to be caught Endowed with a soul, it looks very immersive, and it has not yet been colored

Afterwards, Feng Nixing knelt on the ground weakly, "lost."

"Father? What's wrong with you?" Feng Ji hurriedly stood up and supported Feng against the punishment.

Feng Nixing shook his head, "It's nothing but a bit of a blow, Feng Ji, you're a genius."

"Please don't say that, if I didn't have my father, I wouldn't be here now, so I'm just not worth mentioning. In fact, when I was in junior high school, I specialized in art, and watercolor painting is mine. Long item." Feng Ji, who wanted to comfort her father, didn't know that she was making up for it.

"Watercolor is good at", but the children blow themselves up in the areas they are not good at

"By the way, father will be my model someday." Fengji's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have had this idea for a long time.

Feng Nixing sighed and lay on the floor "Okay" The whole person has lost his fighting spirit, and it seems that he has given up treatment, so there is a daughter who surpasses her father..