Midnight Cinderella

This news did not receive much attention at first. The sister of Weibo wanted to take a few more shots to study whether it was Feng Jing or not, but the beginning of the concert made her focus on the stage.

After a decade, the members of the pumpkin are already in their forties, but the moment they appeared on the stage, they also attracted the audience.

Feng Jing gave Jiang Dian a supportive stick, and Jiang Ding fluttered like everyone else. When the music of Dorothy sounded on the stage, the audience ushered in the first climax.

"Dorothy" is not a famous song of pumpkin, but it is the most well-known and best-selling of all their songs. According to legend, this song was written to the band agent at home, because she likes The Wizard of Oz, so he named the song with the name of the heroine Dorothy.

At that time, the anecdote about Ray and the agent was soaring. The two seemed to be happy. Everyone thought that the two of them would be together, but the last agent was married to an outsider.

"So many years have passed, Ray has never been married, it is too special." Jiang dyed to the side of the road.

Feng Jingdao: "It has been two different things to never get married and never have a girlfriend."

Jiang Dian: "..."

Oh. Mr. Feng seems to know very well.

The song "Dorothy" came to a close with the chorus of the audience. After the enthusiasm, the band sang a fresh and cheerful "honey", which is also a familiar old song.

It doesn't sound like listening to it on your computer or mobile phone. The music on the scene seems to be really more appealing. It was a laborious task to open a concert. Jiang Dian was worried at the beginning. The members of the band were older and could not sing completely. Later, it turned out that she wanted more, and the physical strength of the pumpkin and the audience was very good, from the beginning to the end.

She thinks that they can sing to 80 years old. It is okay to say that when Ray was in the middle of the speech.

Everyone was still trying to start three games. At first, I sneaked on the sister of Feng Jing and saw the man in front of me. This time he turned his side to his side and looked more like a tribute.

She took another picture with her camera and the result was noticed. He pressed his cap and turned and walked behind Jiang dye.

"Who are you shooting?" A girl wearing a rabbit ear leaned over and looked at the camera of the girl at the beginning. The girl frowned and followed the crowd and asked her: "Do you look at this person, like a god?"

"Which?" The girl went over and looked at it. She didn't sigh. "I really want to be jealous! Right, I remember that I saw it before. The favorite band of Feng Jing is pumpkin!"

"Really? Isn't that really a tribute?"

"Where did you see it? People?"

When the girl took the camera and went to see it, there was no figure of honour: "It seems to be gone, they are sitting in the internal VIP area."

"That is more likely to be a confession! You ask Weibo."

So the sister put together the two photos I took and re-issued a Weibo with the topic.

"#pumpkin resurrection concert # encountered, the more you look at the more like Feng Jing, everyone help me see? [Thinking]"

Because there were a lot of live audiences repo during the concert, the topic of the concert has now been hot searched. This Weibo was seen by more and more people, and it was completely exploded after being turned by a big V.

After careful comparison by the "expert group", everyone always thought that this is not a fault.

Then the topic of "The concert encounters the sorrow" is so hot.

On the way to Feng Jiang’s return home, there was a bad feeling in his heart. When he was sure to leave, the girl was shooting him.

He has become like this, what else is there to shoot!

"Mr. Feng?" Jiang Dian untied his seat belt and looked at someone who was obviously walking away. "I am here, thank you tonight, the concert is very happy."

"Ah, I am also very happy." Feng Jing concealed his little emotions and smiled at Jiang dye. "It is not too early, Erhuang is still waiting for you, you should go up first."

"it is good."

"Wait." Feng Jing gave her the big pocket of the car to her. "You can take it back and eat it."

"Ah, thank you." Jiang dye took the snack and waved at him. "You drive carefully."

"Yeah." Feng Jing watched her walk into the building and was preparing to start the car. He heard the phone ringing.

Caller Qin Dawei.

Feng Jing: "..."

It must be the work of today’s concert.

He thought about it and picked up the phone. He just said "Hey". Qin Fan taunted and asked: "Was the movie, did the concert finish?"

"...hehe, Qin Dong’s news is really well-informed."

"Oh, it’s not that I am well-informed. It’s especially popular with the movie."

Feng Jing: "..."

what? Did he go to the hot search again?

"Are you still outside?"

"...on the way home."

"That's the way, come to the company tomorrow morning to see me, called Meng Xingchuan."

Feng Jing: "..."

When Feng Bian was reading, he was never called by the teacher to the office, but after work... it seems to be a commonplace.

He drove back to Huadu, put down the car key and touched the phone to board Weibo.

The topic of "The concert encounters Feng Jing" is still lying in the hot spot.

Feng Jing: "..."

His first reaction was to click into the photo to see if he had photographed Jiang Dian. Fortunately, the two photos on Weibo, he just blocked Jiang dye. Think about it too, if Jiang Dian is also photographed, how can Qin Fan speak so well.

Feng Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief while realizing another serious problem - did he fall off? ? ?

After Jiang dyed home, he took a shower and then sat down to the computer to prepare to brush the microblog of today's concert.

I didn't expect the Fengying Emperor to be ubiquitous recently. Even the pumpkin concert, he can also search on the hot.

Hey, etc., Jiang Ding deliberately put on his frame glasses, click on the big picture of the photo, and look at the face that was identified by the fans as Feng Jing.

If the black mask and the cap are probably just coincidences, the T-shirt and jacket are exactly the same as Mr. Feng’s today.

Jiang dyed index finger gently placed on the left button of the mouse, the time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Mr. Feng is Feng Jing.

Her nephew stared at the man on the screen without hesitation, and the heart couldn’t tell the shock - but the shock didn’t come from "Mr. Feng is a tribute," but a long-standing conjecture in his heart suddenly It was confirmed that it would not be a time to return.

What she was most surprised about was not that Mr. Feng was a tribute, but why Mr. Feng was a tribute.

Why is he appearing beside him?

Feng Jingyi was waiting for Jiang Dian to call himself all night. This kind of mood was a bit like waiting for his mother to call him.

If Jiang dye sees Weibo, he will definitely call and ask himself? But she called, how should he explain it? He didn't want to deal with Qin Fan's rhetoric, but he couldn't think of any better explanation.

Then he waited until twelve o'clock, Jiang Dian did not call.

... Isn't the woman like this? :)

After becoming a yellow, he was on the familiar bay window. The lights in the room have been closed, Jiang Dye is lying in bed and sleeping.

It’s rare that she slept so early.

But Feng Jing knew that she was not asleep. He licked his tail and leaned in her direction, as if he wanted to do something, but in the end he just looked at her like this and did nothing.

The night of the day seems to be quieter than ever, and is ideal for thinking about something important.

The next morning, Feng Jing sat in the car that Michelle had driven and went to the company. When he went to the office of Qin Fan, Meng Xingchuan was already there. When he saw him coming in, he saw a difficult brother.

"Sit down." Qin Fan pointed to the empty chair next to Meng Xingchuan. Feng Jing walked over and sat down, looking at the opposite Qin Fandao: "What happened to Qin Dong looking for us? Lao Meng will go to the studio, right?"

Meng Xingchuan nodded fiercely.

"Do not worry, you can't delay your time." Qin Fan first glanced at Meng Xingchuan, and then looked at Feng Jing and asked, "When you went out last night, just go to the concert?"

"Yeah." Feng Jing answered with conviction. "Suddenly I remembered that I had a ticket and went to see it."

"Just to watch the concert, let Meng Xingchuan help you lie?"

"I only have one ticket, I am afraid that you will come with me, and the atmosphere will be awkward."

Qin Fan: "..."

He was silent for a while and went to ask Meng Xingchuan: "How did he tell you last night?"

Meng Xingchuan said: "I just want to go to the concert, you know, he always likes pumpkin."

Feng Jing likes pumpkin to be a secret. Qin Fan naturally knows it, but he thinks that Feng Jing is so many, and there is definitely no other purpose: "What else?"

"Others... I don't know the other ones!"

"If you don't know anything, you can lie to him. You two are really good brothers." Qin Fan looked at them with a smile and smiled. "The next time the emperor earned money, remember to let him share you."

Feng Jing: "..."

Good brother, how can I talk about money?

Qin Fan set them up for a while, and the two still insisted on just going to the concert. Although Qin Fan felt that there was a flaw in his heart, there was no problem in the report last night. On the photos taken by the fans, there was only one person who said: "Well, this time, even if the next time the filming emperor wants to see who sings." Yes, just tell me directly, don't worry, I don't have a ticket, I brush my face."

Feng Jing: "..."

From the company, Feng Jing took a breath of fresh air and let Michelle drive away. Looking at the scenery that began to recede outside the window, Feng Jing fell into his own thoughts.

Early this morning, before the rice noodle came to pick him up, he sent a courier to Jiang Dian, and now she should have received it. What reaction will she have?

"Rice line, drive the car to the pillow town."

"Ah?" Michelle was shocked. This has just come out of the office of Qin Fan. So soon, it started to be restless?

Feng Jingdao said: "Don't be nervous, I just remember that there are still some things left to forget to take, take things and leave."

"Okay, I get it now."

Jiang Diangang took a courier downstairs and was sent by the same city errand company. On the sender's name, only one "fence" is written.

Jiang Dian’s heart jumped and stepped forward.

When she got home, she took the unpacker on the table and opened the package three or two times.

Inside, a lipstick is used to wrap a lipstick, which is Bunny Serenade No. 007, which has long been sold out of stock. She put the lipstick aside and opened the card next to it.

A lip print.

It's not the kind of printing, it's the real lip print printed with lipstick.

Jiang Dian almost understood what these two things were in a flash, and his heart twitched. At the mouth of her ecstasy, the doorbell rang again. The second yellow ran to the door as usual, and screamed cheerfully at the door.

Jiang Dianzi moved a little and guessed who was outside the door.

Her heart jumped faster, and she took a deep breath before she stood up and walked over to open the door.

After the door opened, the Mr. Feng, wearing a black mask and a cap, stood outside in a hurry.