Lin Feng is from another world, and it is normal to hum familiar songs when he is idle.

But people in this world have never heard of the song he hummed, just like the innocent heart of pursuing dreams before.

So, Lin Feng said: "I just hummed a song I wrote myself."

Zhao Qingwan looked at Lin Feng with big eyes narrowed into slits, her face full of doubts.

"Blow, keep blowing."

Her eyes were almost as close to Lin Feng's.

Seeing Lin Feng raised his hand and felt a head crashing.

"Oh, you dare to hit me! I'll fight you!"

Zhao Qingwan rushed up and beat Lin Feng randomly, letting go of the new and old hatreds together.

However, that power, for Lin Feng at present, is as soft as a massage.

After fighting for a long time, Zhao Qingwan was a little tired and stopped.

Lin Feng turned his head and said, "Don't stop, the strength is good, keep coming, but you can change the place and don't just hit one place."

I...

Zhao Qingwan combed her messy hair and asked again: "Did you really write that song?"

"Otherwise? Could it be that you wrote it?" Lin Feng asked back.

At this time, Zhao Qingwan also believed it a little. After all, the rhythm of this song is very good. There is no reason not to be popular, and she will never have heard it before.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingwan suddenly became a little restrained.

She first tied up her hair, revealing her beautiful face, and then tried to squeeze out a bright smile.

He stammered: "That...I want..."

Lin Feng looked up and looked at her delicate and perfect cheeks calmly.

Highlight two words, "Love."

ah???

I've loved it for nothing!!

I didn't ask you this!!

Huhu....

Calm and calm.

Zhao Qingwan took a deep breath to keep herself calm.

"Can you write a song for me?"

Lin Feng looked up at her, "Guess what I would say?"

Zhao Qingwan thought about it and said this situation twice just now.

"Well...According to your habit, I should say: Why should I write for you?"

Lin Feng snapped his fingers, "Congratulations on your answer correctly, but there is no reward."

Zhao Qingwan was so amused that she wanted to kill Lin Feng.

She bit her lower lip with a grievance, as if she was a child who wanted to eat candy but didn't have it.

She wanted to say that she could give Lin Feng money, but.

First of all, she doesn't have much savings.

Secondly, Lin Feng is not short of money.

What can she give to Lin Feng?

Thinking of the various experiences I had been refrigerated for a year, I was rejected when I found someone to write songs, and the characters I played in filming were all marginal characters without more than three lines.

Zhao Qingwan suddenly felt tired. She was so tired of being a person, but even more tiring to be a celebrity.

As he thought about it, Zhao Qingwan sat on the sofa with her legs bent, holding her legs with her hands, putting her chin on her knees, and blinking her big eyes.

At this time.

Lin Feng, who was standing beside him, said: "I can write you a song."

Zhao Qingwan suddenly raised her head, her big eyes seemed to be glowing again, and she looked straight at Lin Feng.

“But there is a condition.”

If the sentence just now was like a fire in the cold winter, making her warm, then this sentence was a pot of water that was put out by the fire and fell into the ice cave again.

She returned to her previous state and sneered.

"No, if I had to rely on that kind of thing to exchange for opportunities, I would have been very popular."

Although this sentence is a bit pretentious, it expresses her stubbornness and confidence in herself.

Lin Feng said with interest: "Don't you really want to hear what requests I want to make?"

Zhao Qingwan frowned and looked at Lin Feng in confusion.

“What are the requirements?”

Lin Feng said: "I don't want to say it now."

Grass!

This is the first time Zhao Qingwan has sweared in her life.

Lin Feng also said one word: "I."

Zhao Qingwan didn't understand at first, but after thinking it through.

It was just a defeated expression, leaning on the sofa powerlessly.

I can't say that I'm angry because I'm already numb.

At this time.

Lin Feng said: "I am missing a little girl who serves tea and water. In a week, I will write you a song that suits you."

Zhao Qingwan asked, "It's really just serving tea and water?"

Lin Feng looked up and down at her, with disgust on her face. "What if?"

Zhao Qingwan was ridiculed again, but she was still silent.

Lin Feng obviously doesn’t like her!

My sister is naturally beautiful! Her figure is even more model-level! She doesn’t even look down on her!!

Forget it, it's not the first time that I've been ridiculed, and Zhao Qingwan has become used to it.

Zhao Qingwan picked up Lin Feng's hand, hooked his little finger with him, and said lyrics.

"The hook is a puppy."

Lin Feng: "..."

After pulling, Zhao Qingwan asked with a smile: "What tea do you want to drink?"

Lin Feng looked like a childish expression.

"Get a cup of jasmine tea."

"OK."

Zhao Qingwan jumped off the sofa and threw her shoes aside. She stepped on the blanket barefoot and made tea for Lin Feng.

"Take tea to the boss."

Zhao Qingwan stood in front of Lin Feng with a cup of tea and smiled, without seeing the boss at all.

Lin Feng didn't care either, so he took it and tasted it, his brows spread smoothly.

"Expert, it tastes good."

Zhao Qingwan raised her head and said, "That's right, my family used to run a teahouse."

"Oh, no wonder," Lin Feng took another sip.

You should know that although tea leaves are good, the people who make tea are different, and the tea they make is also very different.

Zhao Qingwan's skills are really good, this wave is not a loss

Speaking of which, although Zhao Qingwan was out of date, she was still arrogant and cold, and had never handed her tea to anyone. Lin Feng took her for the first time.

After handing over the tea, Zhao Qingwan sat quietly aside.

I found it a little bored, so I walked around the suite. When she was very popular, she went out to record the show and stayed in a five-star hotel.

Back here again, Zhao Qingwan said.

"What should I call you? Is it the boss or something?"
To be continued...