The King of Crossover Entertainment

As the saying goes, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below."

Hangzhou is not only a beautiful city, but also a paradise for shopping, food and tourism.

An hour later, Yunfeng arrived in this strange yet familiar city.

After leaving the high-speed rail station, he took a taxi and went to the nearest commercial street.

Going home, he must buy some gifts or something.

More than ten minutes later, Yunfeng walked out of the mall with large and small bags. Don't underestimate this stroll, but he lost tens of thousands.

The shop assistants who just received him in the mall were already smiling. They liked him the most. He didn't talk much. He came in and walked around. If he saw something, he would buy it and leave.

There were too many things and it was inconvenient to squeeze into the bus, so he had to take a taxi.

My home is on the east side of Xiaoshan Economic Development Zone. There is a 60-square-meter house. It was a resettlement house that chose property rights exchange compensation for the transformation of the urban village a few years ago.

After getting off the taxi, he followed the route he remembered, turned around, and arrived at the door of his home.

Yunfeng took a deep breath and tried to make himself look like that "Yunfeng".

"Ding Ling..." He rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door.

"No one is home?"

Yunfeng pressed a few more times, and finally, he vaguely heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor.

"Brother, you are back!" The one who opened the door was a pretty girl.

"Second sister." Yunfeng greeted with a smile.

The word "Second sister" is not as difficult to say as imagined.

Yunyun took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of Yunfeng, saying, "My parents are still in the store. I fell asleep while watching TV just now and didn't hear the doorbell."

After that, she looked up and smiled.

Yunfeng handed over the things in his hand and said, "I bought them for you."

"Wow." Yunyun exclaimed, and while reaching out to take them, she asked, "Brother, what did you buy?"

Yunfeng said while changing his slippers, "This winter is quite cold, so I bought some warm clothes, pants, and shoes."

"Great." Yunyun jumped up happily and said, "I've worn my down jacket for several years, and it's not very warm anymore."

Yunfeng couldn't help but smile when he saw his sister's happy look.

After entering the door, he looked around the living room. Although the space was a bit crowded, it was clean and tidy.

After Yunfeng sat down on the sofa, he casually asked, "Where's my little brother?"

Yunyun answered while flipping through the big and small bags of things, "He went to the store. He called it 'helping', but he actually wanted to show off in front of his parents and buy a mobile phone."

The tradition in their family is that before high school, there is no mobile phone, and even if there is one, it cannot be used.

At this time, Yunfeng saw that she had just found the one he bought for her, so he asked, "Does it fit?"

Yunyun took the down jacket and compared it to her body, saying, "Brother, will I be too conspicuous if I wear the burgundy one?"

"How could it be?" Yunfeng said seriously, "Red is a popular color in winter. It is both dirt-resistant and fashionable. It is the best choice for beautiful girls."

Yunyun had already put on the burgundy down jacket, turned around, and asked, "Brother, does it look good?"

Yunfeng said seriously, "It looks good."

"It's so warm, I don't plan to take it off." Yunyun continued to look, and when she found the pants and shoes, "Brother, I'll go change them."

Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her enter the room and close the door.

"It shouldn't reveal any flaws."

After waiting for a few minutes, Yunyun changed into a full set of new clothes, pants, and shoes and came out of the room.

Buddha relies on gold and people rely on clothes. This saying is absolutely true.

Yun Yun at this moment, not to say that she has changed into a different person, at least she is more elegant.

"This outfit is so comfortable." Yun Yun touched her clothes, pulled her pants, looked at her shoes, and her face was full of love.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

"Brother, I'm coming." Yun Yun trotted to open the door.

Yun Feng also looked over.

"Sister!" Yun Lin's exclamation came from outside the door: "What are you wearing?"

"Clothes, what?" Yun Yun rolled her eyes at Yun Lin and said, "Brother bought it for me."

"Brother?" Yun Lin was stunned for a moment, then looked into the room, and his voice rose an octave: "Brother, you're back."

He changed his slippers at a very fast speed and ran into the house, but his target was not Yun Feng, but the things on the sofa.

Yun Feng touched his nose and confirmed that he was a brother.

"Xiao Feng, why didn't you call in advance when you came back so that I could come to cook earlier." Mother Zhang Xiufang walked in.

Yunfeng looked at him and found that he was not much different from the one in the memory of the "Yunfeng".

He was of medium height, thin, with a dark yellow face and clearly visible white hair. Because of overwork, he was only in his forties, but he looked older than his actual age.

Yunfeng laughed dryly and said, "I forgot."

In fact, he didn't have this habit.

In his previous life, he was a lonely person on Earth. Not to mention going home, he didn't even call anyone to say so.

The last person to come in was his father Yunshan, who just smiled at Yunfeng.

He was very tall and had a thin face, which was covered with traces of time, but it could be seen that he was also a handsome guy when he was young.

The three siblings inherited their father's advantages in height and good looks.

"Brother, these clothes, pants, and shoes are all famous brands. I saw them when I went shopping with my friends last time. One piece costs thousands of yuan." Yunlin exclaimed again.

"Are they so expensive?" Yunyun didn't know these brands, but judging from the quality, they were indeed not comparable to those that cost tens of yuan, but she didn't expect them to cost thousands of yuan each.

Zhang Xiufang and Yunshan also looked at Yunfeng in surprise. When did their family buy such expensive clothes, pants, and shoes?

When Yunfeng decided to buy a better brand, he had already thought about how to explain it.

But before he opened his mouth, he heard Yunlin say: "It seems that what Brother Fa said is true. Brother made a lot of money in school."

Yunfeng worked part-time as a novelist in his spare time. They knew it, and they all believed that Yunfeng would not do anything illegal.

But just writing novels not only covered his living expenses, but also sent 10,000 yuan home every month.

But...

Can you really make so much money by writing novels?

At this time, Yunfeng explained: "Actually, I wrote two songs and put them on several music platforms for download. The sales were good and I made some money."

This is writing novels and writing songs. Zhang Xiufang didn't understand it at all, so she asked: "Can you make money by writing songs?"

Yunlin interrupted: "Of course, mom, those singers can make hundreds of thousands for singing a song."

Yunyun followed up: "My brother, you are talking too little. Singers like Yang An can make millions for singing a song."

Zhang Xiufang was very surprised, but as long as she knew that her son was not doing anything illegal, she said: "I'll go cook."

Yunshan seemed to have thought of something and said: "I'll go buy some meat. There is only a small piece left in the refrigerator."

Zhang Xiufang heard it and hurriedly said: "Then weigh a pound of ribs and a pound of pork belly. I will make Xiaofeng his favorite sweet and sour ribs and braised pork."

"Got it." Yunshan changed his shoes and went out.

At this time, Yunyun asked curiously: "Brother, what are the names of the two songs you wrote?"

Yunlin put on his down jacket, holding his pants in one hand and his shoes in the other, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, I will go to the class to promote them for you."

Yunfeng answered concisely: "Dragon Fist" and "Childhood."

Yunyun and Yunlin were both stunned, as if they were thinking about something, and then they opened their eyes and mouths wide, as if they suddenly understood something, and exclaimed at the same time: "Brother, did you write Dragon Fist and Childhood?!"

Yunfeng nodded.

They had always thought that it was a singer with the same name as their brother.

Yunlin murmured, "I knew it, I knew it, how could there be two people with the same name and the same voice in this world."

Yunyun looked at him with admiration and said excitedly, "Brother, the song "Childhood" you wrote is really nice, many people in our class like it."

Yunfeng smiled mischievously and teased her, "Why, is "Dragon Fist" not nice to listen to?"