The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

After explaining the possible rewards to Ling Feng, Zhou Yifan raised his head and said, "How is it? Do you want to accept this advertisement?"

According to Ling Feng's personality in the past, Zhou Yifan thought he would refuse, and even made corresponding preparations in his heart, so after hearing his acceptance, Zhou Yifan couldn't help being a little curious, and said, "Why?"

"I want to move to a better apartment. Also, I often eat that brand of biscuits." Seeing Zhou Yifan looking at him motionless, Ling Feng scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said: "It's delicious."

Although he had an aloof appearance in front of him, in private, Ling Feng was as stupid as Zhou Yifan was when he saw him for the first time, regardless of his movements and expressions.

Silently digesting the gap in his heart, Zhou Yifan came back to his senses and said, "That's not right, the money from the first settlement has already been transferred to your card, why do you..."

The current sales volume of Ling Feng's album has reached 42 copies, so after deducting the necessary taxes and Lan Yu and his own commission, there is still a lot left.

Hearing Zhou Yifan ask himself this question, the smile on Ling Feng's face gradually disappeared, and he stared at the floor in front of him with his fingers crossed for a while, before he said: "I transferred all the money to my parents."

"Not a cent left?"

"Well... I haven't sent them money once since I graduated from university. Sometimes they hear my tone of voice is wrong, and they even send me money... Xiaofan, you probably don't know, my parents used to send money to me. I had high expectations, thinking that I would enter a state-owned enterprise after graduation, have a decent job, and get a high salary... But in the past few years... Even if they don't say anything, I know they are very disappointed in me... "

The most tiring person in the world is probably the kind of person whose ideals are bigger than the sky and who has always been underappreciated. Others think it is sad. After a long time, they will agree with that view. Gradually, they will be controlled by such a negative emotion .

If they meet someone with poor psychological endurance, their life may become even more desolate because of it.

In all fairness, Zhou Yifan knew that the talented Ling Feng would definitely not fall into such a predicament, but the seemingly endless waiting before made him imagine what kind of life Ling Feng had lived in these few years .

Seeing Ling Feng sitting there filled with emotion, Zhou Yifan couldn't bear to pat him on the shoulder, and said, "It's all over, and besides, your parents must be very proud of you now..."

"Well, that's what they said too!" While speaking, Ling Feng turned his head, with a dazzling and hot light in his eyes, and said, "Xiao Fan, you brought all of this to me, and I will repay you well in the future! "

How can there be such a simple person in this world?

Sometimes when Zhou Yifan thinks about it carefully, he feels that he has completely isolated Ling Feng from the smoky entertainment industry, maybe it is to maintain his pure nature.

Secondly, it can also make him calm down and make music, earn more money for Lan Yu...

After thinking this way, the corners of Zhou Yifan's mouth raised involuntarily, and he said, "Don't forget what you said today, if you dare to change jobs in the future, I will definitely curse you every day!"

"Curse what?"

"There is no seasoning packet when buying instant noodles!"

After hearing what he said, Ling Feng hecked twice and said, "I knew you would say that."

Zhou Yifan flipped through Ling Feng's notebook for writing songs, and said, "Why?"

"Because you are kind, I dare not even curse you so viciously."

He may not be kind to everyone, just like Zhou Chuxun, in his lifetime, he would really like to see that person live in purgatory.

"By the way, Xiao Fan, you said that it is enough for me to release one album a year?"

"No, in the first three years, we may occasionally have an extra one." Seeing Ling Feng looking at himself with a dull expression, Zhou Yifan said again: "You just entered the entertainment circle now, to attract fans and show off your strength It’s the best time for me to buy your album just by hearing your name. Then no matter what you say, I will definitely agree with you. An album doesn’t mean that it’s crudely produced and released on the market.” After a pause, he continued, “I want to make you a golden brand of Lan Yu.”

"What do you mean?"

"When you mention Lan Yu, everyone will think of your name."

Ling Feng didn't understand much about marketing, but after hearing what Zhou Yifan said, he still nodded silently.

"The hardest part of being an artist is the three years after you became popular, Ling Feng, as long as you survive these three years, then the word "strength" will truly belong to you."

"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Ling Feng said again: "I will definitely work hard to write songs!"

The only promise he can give is always this sentence, but this sentence is the most useful, after hearing him say this, Zhou Yifan nodded.

In fact, the songs that Ling Feng wrote before alone are enough for him to release three or four more albums, but the biggest characteristic of an artist who can really make it to the top is continuous improvement, so after hearing what Ling Feng said, Zhou Yifan also He didn't say the kind of polite words in the past.

"By the way, the vegetables I bought for you have been put in the refrigerator, as well as the daily necessities and the drinks you want..." After a pause, Zhou Yifan said the word "snacks" in a tone as if he was gnashing his teeth, and said, "It's all here. here."

Although Ling Feng has become popular, he is still an otaku in essence, he likes to stay at home and play games in a daze. Sometimes Zhou Yifan feels that he doesn't care about him, maybe when he comes here one day, Ling Feng will become a flower. Mushrooms are about to go moldy, so every now and then, he will buy a lot of things to come to Lingfeng.

Other things are fine, when thinking of Ling Feng's sweetness, he would find such snacks everywhere for him, occasionally Zhou Yifan could still feel the throbbing pain from his forehead.

"Remember to cook and eat well, and try to keep your sleep time regular."

After saying this, Zhou Yifan suddenly sighed secretly that he was no different from Ling Feng's nanny now.

"Okay." After standing up with Zhou Yifan and sending him to the door, Ling Feng suddenly came back to his senses and said, "That advertisement..."

"When did I not agree to your request?"

After saying this, the slightly tired Zhou Yifan turned around and went down the stairs. Ling Feng looked at his back, thinking that if he was a woman, maybe he would have passed out just now.

With his tolerant and doting smile, coupled with his understated tone, Ling Feng thought it's no wonder everyone wanted him to be a star.

Less than a week after signing the contract, Lingfeng's first commercial has already entered the official shooting period.

Food advertisements are generally based on light colors. Seeing Ling Feng, who was wearing a light yellow sweater and white trousers, holding a box of biscuits and constantly fiddling in front of the camera, Zhou Yifan felt that he had improved a lot.

Regardless of expression or tone, thinking that this was the result of Miao Yuanshan's many days of training him, a smile gradually accumulated on Zhou Yifan's face.

"Ling Feng, do you want to consider becoming an actor in the future?"

Hearing Zhou Yifan making fun of himself, Ling Feng, who was now tall and slender, immediately showed an embarrassed expression, and said, "Why... how... maybe, it will kill me!"

Seeing him like this, Zhou Yifan hecked twice and said, "I'm just joking."

The two were talking, when there was a commotion at the entrance of the studio, Zhou Yifan glanced back, but it was Ke Zhenyu who walked in calmly surrounded by a group of people.

Ke Zhenyu can be regarded as the representative of the manufacturer, and he always came here with a sense of condolences, so without Ke Zhenyu saying anything, his assistant bought a lot of food, drinks and fruits for the crew.

The set instantly became lively because of his arrival.

"Young Master Zhou, Ling Feng, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

Zhou Yifan turned around and said, "Do you want to eat something?"

"No need..." After thinking for a while, Ling Feng said again: "I'm afraid that waiting for a while will affect the photogenic effect."

Those who didn't know thought he was narcissistic, Zhou Yifan looked at the director with a smile, and said, "Please, we are not hungry."

"Where's the water? Do you want water?"

"There are more here."

Seeing the unfinished bottle of mineral water in Zhou Yifan's hand, the director nodded and left.

They probably wanted to show their full energy in front of Ke Zhenyu. After resting for more than ten minutes, the shooting of Ling Feng's commercial continued.

"Zhou Yifan, you've done pretty well recently." After speaking, Ke Zhenyu put his hands in his pockets and bent over to Zhou Yifan's ear, whispering: "You are almost becoming a model for parents in this circle to educate their children. "

Ke Zhenyu usually has a dead face, but when facing Zhou Yifan, he can't help but change into another look.

With an arrogant expression and a frivolous tone, it can drive anyone to death.

It's just that Zhou Yifan expected him to do this early in the morning, and after turning his head to Ke Zhenyu with a half-smile, he said insincerely: "Thank you."

"I fought for Ling Feng's advertisement for him, and the reward is the same." After speaking, Ke Zhenyu said, "Zhou Yifan, how can you thank me?"

"Ling Feng is worth the price."

"If you are more polite to me, I might be able to get more endorsements for him...By the way, the company I run is also looking for a spokesperson recently..."

Knowing the meaning in his words, Zhou Yifan turned around and interrupted him coldly, saying, "Ke Zhenyu, are you free?"

Now Zhou Yifan seems to have become a lot more stable, not like the powder keg he used to be.

Standing quietly beside Zhou Yifan and watching him for a while, Ke Zhenyu pretended to be confused and said, "Zhou Yifan, why do you always hate me so much?"

"For your own good."

"Ok?"

Ke Zhenyu, who raised his eyebrows and looked at him, was comparable to the mixed-race supermodels in luxury advertisements, but it was a pity that I felt sick to my stomach even if I looked at him more.

Ke Zhenyu laughed mockingly, Zhou Yifan turned around and said, "You said it yourself. I'm pitifully stupid, don't you know? If you stay with a stupid person for a long time, that person will also be infected."

Suddenly remembering that this was what he had said to him last time in Japan, Ke Zhenyu's smile couldn't help but become more obvious.

He drank a lot of wine that day, but he was not delirious. Seeing Zhou Yifan who appeared there, for some reason, he felt a desire to tease him.

Normally, he would never do this, but that day he drank a lot of alcohol...

Alcohol can trigger many things in people, such as courage, such as sudden interest.

Thinking of this, the smile on Ke Zhenyu's face gradually disappeared, and he felt as if he suddenly understood the problem that he had ignored for a long time.

Compared to the previous Zhou Yifan who only knew how to behave mischievously and made himself despise him, the current Zhou Yifan seems to have a strength that can match his own...

"Zhou Yifan, you found Zhou Chuxun's mother for him, right?"

Whoever knows this matter will not affect him in any way. Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan looked sideways at Ke Zhenyu who had been staring at him, and said word by word: "It's off. You. Shit. Things!"

"Heh." Ke Zhenyu smiled in a low voice, and said, "No, I just think it's very interesting."

Depend on!I met no fucking normal person!

The commercial shooting time is generally very short. On this day, Ling Feng shot all the shots. On the second day, he took a few more shots that the director was not satisfied with. This commercial is considered to be finished.

The next afternoon, Zhou Yifan returned to his office after sending Ling Feng back to his apartment.

"Young master, a man named Zhuang Lin is looking for you."

With Ling Feng's album that shocked the entire music circle, Zhou Yifan now not only has his own independent office, but the company has also assigned him a special assistant.

After hearing what the assistant said, Zhou Yifan turned around and said, "Where's the person?"

"Your office."

Zhou Yifan snorted coldly, and said, "From now on, unless it's about work, don't just let anyone in!"

It was the first time that the assistant saw him like this, she was stunned for a while before she said tremblingly, "Holding... sorry... Young Master... I didn't mean to..."

"Zhou Yifan."

Seeing Zhuang Lin who was looking at him with a calm expression in the office, Zhou Yifan suddenly realized that he really hated this person.

After breaking up with Zhou Yunjin, he willingly and degenerately went into such a career. Compared with himself, he actually wanted Zhou Yunjin to feel sorry for him, right?

In addition... Zhou Yifan walked into his office silently, and found that his dislike for Zhuang Lin was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Before this, he had never hated a person like this.

Also, this kind of disgust is a bit inexplicable...