The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

In a daze, Ling Feng heard a rapid and forceful knock on the door. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the man was too persistent. After about 5 minutes, Ling Feng got up with an irritable expression.

The time displayed on the phone was not yet eight o'clock, thinking that he had only slept for more than ten minutes, he put down the old-fashioned phone heavily, and then ran to open the door with a pair of deformed slippers.

Ling Feng didn't know the young man standing outside the door. When he opened the door, the man was lowering his head, supporting the door frame with one hand, and knocking on his right leg unconsciously with a big envelope in the other. A feeling that he was bored.

Later, when the man raised his head, Ling Feng was completely amazed by the man's appearance, but his impression...

Although the man was dressed formally, Ling Feng felt that he looked like an employee from a money lending company.

Thinking that he didn't cause any trouble recently, and didn't guarantee any friends, Ling Feng scratched his hair that was tangled with oil, and said with some doubts, "You are?"

"Zhou Yifan, Lan Yu's manager."

Ling Feng said twice, and when he belatedly remembered the meaning of the word Lan Yu, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and said excitedly, "Are you Lan Yu's manager?!"

The Ling Feng in front of him was not what he remembered at all. He had half-length hair, an unshaven beard, and was wearing a cheap T-shirt and shorts. He looked like a homeless man on the street.

Thinking of the person dressed like a dog on the cover of his album in his previous life, with a bit of intellectual expression on his face, Zhou Yifan couldn't help admiring his former employer's star-making ability.

"I am." After answering, Zhou Yifan looked at the room behind him and said, "Can we go in and talk in detail?"

After ah-oh again, Ling Feng welcomed him into his rental house.

The area of ​​the rental house was no more than fifty square meters, but the kitchen, bathroom and balcony were all available, and then presented in front of him in a simple and dirty look.

Looking at the unfinished boxed lunches on the table, the plastic bottles scattered on the floor, and the light yellow sponge exposed on the sofa, Zhou Yifan was a little surprised that he had been so downcast before.

In his previous life, Zhou Yifan preferred European and American rap and rock. As for domestic singers, he only listened to three of them.

A male singer from Hong Kong, with a deep and magnetic voice, even if he sings slobbery songs with little connotation, just hearing his voice is an ultimate enjoyment.

Another female singer is also from Hong Kong, with an ethereal voice, and like him, she wins with her voice.

Other than that, only Li Yi from the mainland was left.

Lingfeng's music is very special. Although he occasionally sings love songs, most of them are similar inspirational songs that remember youth and teach people to move forward.

When Zhou Yifan came into contact with his music for the first time, Ling Feng had just released his first record, and his company didn't do much promotion for him at that time, but every time Zhou Yifan turned on the radio in his car, he would Countless radio DJs can be heard continuously recommending his album to everyone with an excited tone and crazy posture as if they discovered a rare treasure.

At that time Zhou Yifan thought his voice was very nice, and after he listened to a few more songs, he felt that this person's lyrics were very good.

Just like what he wrote down with reference to his own experience, when Zhou Yifan came back to his senses, he realized that he had just been caught in the past and couldn't extricate himself.

His songs always have a power that can directly hit people's hearts, no matter sad or inspirational, this power can also be fully reflected from it.

Then, like some kind of unforeseen explosion, Ling Feng's album first aroused heated discussions on the Internet, and then occupied the top of the major record sales charts for a long time, and later, Zhou Yifan only remembered his own time No matter where he went, he could hear Ling Feng's deep and slightly melancholy clean voice.

However, unlike the popularity of his album, Ling Feng has always lived a very low-key life.

He does not accept interviews of any kind, and even when his new album comes out, he rarely shows up.

Out of curiosity, Zhou Yifan once collected his information.

Graduated from a top famous university in China, he holds an architect qualification certificate. He gave up a good salary and a stable job because of his music ideals. Later, he formed his first band with a group of friends. After the band disbanded, he hibernated Three years later, he released his first album at the same time.

This kind of experience is very common, but when he found out that the lyrics and music of all the songs in Ling Feng's album were written by himself, Zhou Yifan was completely shocked.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Zhou Yifan, who is a scumbag of a student, has always admired that kind of domineering character with a decent appearance and personality, and at first he thought that those who wrote that kind of lyrics were old and experienced Unknowingly, he secretly promoted Ling Feng to his idol.

It's a pity that the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.

Ling Feng, who used to be very mysterious and tall in his heart, is actually a fat man with a scruffy appearance and a wretched otaku atmosphere in his bones.

After silently digesting the gap in his heart, Zhou Yifan looked at Ling Feng who was getting more and more uneasy, and said softly, "Are you still writing songs?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Ling Feng immediately regained his energy. After saying something loudly, he ran into the bedroom and took out a few notebooks.

Zhou Yifan listened to each of his albums over and over again, looking at the extremely familiar lyrics in the notebook, Zhou Yifan finally couldn't restrain his excitement.

"How...how is it?"

Seeing Ling Feng's nervous face, the corners of Zhou Yifan's mouth rose slightly, and said, "Very good."

"Then... Then, will I have a chance to debut?"

Zhou Yifan glanced at his protruding belly and said, "How tall are you?"

"One eight one."

"weight?"

"Nearly one hundred and fifty..."

Zhou Yifan heheed twice, and said, "Before you prepare to debut, you need to lose about twenty catties... of meat."

"so much?!"

"How many fat people are there in the entertainment industry who are really popular?"

After hearing what he said, Ling Feng quickly stopped talking.

It was still early, after having breakfast with Ling Feng, cutting a hairstyle that suits him, and buying some nice clothes for him, Zhou Yifan still followed him back to his rented house.

"Bring me some photos from your college days."

Trembling, Ling Feng handed him a few photos that he thought were good.

After taking his basic information and the audition tape, Zhou Yifan turned around and said, "I'll come over tomorrow with the contract, and if you're satisfied then, we'll go to the company to sign the contract."

"that's fine?!"

Seeing Ling Feng's surprised face, Zhou Yifan nodded, thought for a while, and then said: "You still need to lose weight, and your apartment...you should tidy it up a bit."

The temperature on Ling Feng's face burned up quickly, and then he nodded again and again.

"Hey……"

Zhou Yifan turned around and said, "Is there anything else?"

"No, why are you so nice to me? Take me to get a haircut and buy clothes, and give me money..." After thinking for a while, Ling Feng said again: "You didn't even really listen to my singing..."

Seeing the nervousness and uneasiness on his face, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life.

Thinking that his vigor might have been smoothed out by his life experience and environment over the past few years, Zhou Yifan changed his face to a slightly serious expression and said, "You are very talented, you must be confident, and if you want, I will I will be your agent in the future, we will maintain a cooperative relationship for many years, you can regard me as your friend."

After Zhou Yifan left, Ling Feng was left standing blankly in his rented room. While he was grateful, he still couldn't figure out where Zhou Yifan's inexplicable confidence in him came from.

When he was going out, Zhou Yifan felt the heat rushing towards his face, he quickly hailed a taxi and got in, and then he felt better.

"It's so hot!"

Hearing the driver talking to him, Zhou Yifan nodded, and when he was about to unbutton his shirt, he remembered what Zhou Yunjin did to him this morning.

Because of Ling Feng, Zhou Yifan was so excited that he didn't sleep well last night, but when he got up early in the morning and saw the suit of shirt and trousers beside the bed, he felt a headache again.

Yesterday Zhang Ting made it very clear to him that since he wanted to work in Lanyu, he had to act like a Lanyu employee.

You must dress formally and neatly, and you cannot do anything special in the future.

This means that Zhou Yifan will not be able to use his father's car to commute to work in the future. Although there is still the sports car he begged for from Zhou Zhili in the garage, after the lessons of the years before his death, he has fully grown up. Realize how sb such behavior is.

Coupled with Zhou Zhili and Uncle Li's obedience to Zhang Ting, helping from the side...

Zhou Yifan suddenly had a premonition of his not-so-good future.

It's just that his depression didn't last long. After he saw the envelope with Ling Feng's name on it beside the bed, he immediately felt that the rain had passed.

Rejecting Uncle Li's proposal to let him finish his breakfast before leaving, Zhou Yifan was excitedly rushing towards the door when he heard Zhou Yunjin, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, call out to him.

Zhou Yifan originally thought he was going to scold him, but Zhou Yunjin who came over only whispered, "Why can't you even wear clothes?"

There was ridicule in the tone, but the voice sounded very gentle. Just when Zhou Yifan was stunned on the spot and hadn't recovered, Zhou Yunjin had already unbuttoned the crooked buttons and buttoned them one by one, and then pulled him up again. Tighten the belt of the trousers.

The action is breathless and reveals a lot of patience.

"All right."

Thinking of Zhou Yunjin patting his shoulder and looking up at him with a smile, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but shudder.

Later, when he remembered that Zhou Yunjin hadn't chatted with Zhou Chuxun much during this period, Zhou Yifan's back was in a cold sweat.

Thinking that the perverted Zhou Yunjin might have set his mind on him, right?

Like training yourself to be a sissy like him?

"Young man, here we are."

Looking at Lan Yu's office building outside the car window, Zhou Yifan hastily paid out the money and got out of the car, thinking that damn Zhou Yunjin, if only he could move out of their house earlier.

"Xiaofan, I don't like this person."

After hearing what Zhou Zhili said, Zhou Yifan, who was full of expectations, couldn't help but put on a disappointed expression and said, "Why?"

"The best-selling albums on the market are all about love songs."

"But he's a special case, Dad. Do you remember that story you told me?"

"what story?"

"The one where the two salesmen went to sell shoes in Africa."

Zhou Zhili came back to his senses and said, "I remember, but Xiaofan..." After speaking, he suppressed a smile and said, "I just think it's riskier for you to sign him, and I don't disagree with your decision."

"What do you mean?"

"Whether you succeed or fail, you just treat it as an experience."

"dad……"

Zhou Yifan originally wanted to say a few words of gratitude to his father, but Zhou Zhili quickly said, "Why don't you ask your godmother for her opinion?"

Zhang Ting and Zhou Zhili have similar opinions, she is not optimistic about Ling Feng, but she has no objection to Zhou Yifan signing him.

"I'm blind!"

Walking out of Zhang Ting's office, Zhou Yifan couldn't help muttering, wondering why Ling Feng in his previous life delayed releasing his first solo album until that age.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan couldn't help being curious about the person who signed Ling Feng in his previous life.

It's just that his curiosity didn't last long. When Ling Feng called him at night and he rushed to Ling Feng's rental house in a hurry, he saw that person.