“Boss Qin, I am a celebrity in your hands, not your prisoner,” Feng Jing protested unbearably.
Qin Fan glanced at him and said, “Originally, I didn"t need to stare at you in this way, but you have too much ‘criminal record", and your credibility points in my eyes are already negative.”
“I really won"t go back to Zhen Shui Xiang, trust me.”
“I only believe in myself.”
Feng Jing: “…”
He looked at the time and it was past four o"clock. Qin Fan had no intention of leaving yet. If it continued like this, he might be late for the evening vocal concert. He went to the toilet as an excuse and secretly took his mobile phone to the bathroom.
After looking through the address book for a while, he sent a message to his good brother Meng Xingchuan for help.
[Feng Jing: Brother, help me find a way to get Qin Fan away.]
[Meng Xingchuan: … Brother, what do you want to do again?]
[Feng Jing: Nothing, I just want to go to Pumpkin"s vocal concert!]
[Meng Xingchuan: Then you can tell him directly! He doesn"t limit your freedom does he?]
[Feng Jing: I"m worried he will go together with me!]
[Meng Xingchuan: Be honest, do you really just want to go to a vocal concert?]
[Feng Jing: Really, you know I always like Pumpkin!]
[Meng Xingchuan: Alright, don"t trick me with a trap you dug [1]]
… Feng Jing suddenly felt guilty. But thinking that this was not the first time he dug a hole for Meng Xingchuan to fall into, so there wasn"t much psychological burden to bear!
After he (feng jing) came out from the toilet for a few moments, Qin Fan received a call from Meng Xingchuan"s a.s.sistant: “Boss Qin! Brother Meng suddenly had a stomachache on the filming site! Seems very serious! “
Qin Fan frowned: “What did he eat?”
“No, nothing special, oh, why did you fall, big brother Meng!”
“…” Qin Fan picked up his coat and went out, “I"ll be coming soon.”
Feng Jing was happy in heart, that Meng Xingchuan was really a reliable one.
“What"s wrong, did something happen?” Feng Jing used his acting skills to fully prove that his film emperor t.i.tle was obtained by his strength.
Qin Fan said: “Something happened on Meng Xingchuan"s side. I"ll go. You better honestly stay at home.”
Feng Jing said with surprise: “What happened to Meng? What"s the matter? Is it serious? “
“I don"t know yet. I"ll see to it soon,” when saying, Qin Fan opened the door and left. Feng Jing watched Qin Fan"s car drive away, he quickly returned to the room to change his clothes, and called Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran was picking clothes to wear at night, and saw Feng Jing"s phone, and quickly picked up: “Mr. Feng, h.e.l.lo.”
“h.e.l.lo,” Hearing Jiang Ran"s voice, Feng Jingqing couldn"t help but raise the corners of his mouth, “I"m going to pick you up now. Do you want to eat something first?”
“I ate some food left at noon,” saying this, Jiang Ran was a little excited, “Ah, I"m so excited now, I"m not hungry at all.”
Feng Jing laughed and said, “I"ll buy some bread and water and put them in the car. You can eat when you are hungry.”
“Ok.”
“w.a.n.g w.a.n.g,” Er Huang saw Jiang Ran going out and followed her out too. Jiang Ran touched its head and said to it, “I"m going to see the vocal concert of my favorite band, so happy.”
“w.a.n.g w.a.n.g.”
“Can"t take you there, you obediently stay at home, I will be back soon.”
“w.a.n.g!”
Jiang Ran talked with Er Huang for a while, and Feng Jing"s car arrived downstairs. She trotted out of the building and saw the familiar Cayenne.
“Mr. Feng, long time no see,” After saying this, Jiang Ran also felt it strange herself. In fact, it was not long, just a week.
“Long time no see,” Feng Jing smiled and brought up a big bag of snacks in the back seat, “See if there are any snacks you like.”
“Wow, you bought so much,” Jiang Ran was surprised when she held the shopping bag he handed over.
Feng Jing said, "I got too much without thinking."
Jiang Ran laughed, chose a box of biscuits and opened them.
Tonight"s vocal concert was in the city stadium. There was still an hour left before the opening, the outside was already full of people. Feng Jing took the internal VIP ticket and took Jiang Ran to the VIP lounge first. When the staff showed them the way, she wondered if under the mouth-m.u.f.fle was Feng Jing"s face.
The internal vip tickets, only a person with connections can obtain. Their tickets have the best seats, and they are very likely to be industry insiders. But even if the staff was curious, they also dared not ask. After all, people who hold such vip tickets one generally can"t afford to offend.
A poster for the vocal concert tonight was hung up in the lounge, and Jiang Ran rushed over when she saw it: “Oh my G.o.d, Ray is so handsome.”
Ray was the lead singer of Pumpkin, which was a rock band from the 90"s. If without long hair, they (90"s rock band ) would be ashamed to say they were a rocker. In the 90"s, the style of punk couldn"t even hide the beautiful and s.e.xy face of Ray. Now after ten years, he is even more handsome.
Although Ray was also his own idol, Feng Jing couldn"t help asking: “Then who do you think is more handsome, he or Feng Jing?”
“The two of them have totally different styles. Their beauty is also different.”
Feng Jing"s tail rose again. Jiang Ran enjoyed the poster for a while, and the vocal concert was about to begin. The audience began to enter, and the outside became noisy. Feng Jing and Jiang Ran also walked out of the lounge and followed the staff to their place.
The VIP position is separated by something on both sides, and there is even a small sofa in it. This sort of treatment really surprised Jiang Ran; in her impression a concert is where one stands and stay high throughout.
A few girls not far from their seats were chatting casually, one of them accidentally saw Feng Jing"s side face, and took a photo with the camera in her hand.
“# Waiting for the opening of pupkin"s resurgence vocal concert, I seem to have met Feng Jing ??????”