Lan Feng: "..."

"Auntie, if you force me to commit suicide, that's not called suicide, that's called coercion, you still have to bear criminal responsibility." Lan Feng said, his mind was clear and quick-thinking, and he didn't look like he was going to die just now.

Sometimes, life and death are only in one thought.

It can be said that Lan Feng doesn’t want to die, but that he has died once!

Maomao looked at Lan Feng with his eyes solemnly, and it was difficult to deal with it... More than a dozen plans flashed through his mind in an instant, all of which could make him die "willed".

Even if the King of Hell sees it clearly, she doesn’t need to be responsible. After all, he wants to die, but if he doesn’t want to die, it will be troublesome!

Even if you can hide it from humans, you can't hide it from the old King of Hell!

"You are such a troublesome person!" Maomao said sincerely.

Lan Feng met a strange man today and became very interested in this aunt. He also knew that he had accidentally mastered some "secrets" and he didn't want to die because he "knows too much".

So, Lanfeng stood up, wiped the blood from his arms with a strip of cloth, and asked in time: "I am Lanfeng. It seems you know. What's the matter with you coming to me?"

The cat said, "I want you to be my agent."

"Are you an artist?" Lan Feng raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he had no impression of cats.

The cat nodded.

Lan Feng looked at the cat a little and said, "Yes."

"Hmm?" Maomao was still thinking about how to make him die, but he didn't react for a while.

And Lan Feng said in full, "I can be your agent as your reward for saving my life. At the same time, we can sign a confidentiality agreement. You and I keep silent about what happened today, just pretend it does not exist, how about it?"

Mao Mao thought about it and suddenly snapped his fingers, "This is a good method! The agreement must be clearly stated. If you dare to say it out, then die on the spot!"

Great! If you can't die by yourself, Cat can help you! This is a great way!

The back felt cold, as if I could sense the Lanfeng that the cat was thinking: "..."

Never thought that when he was desperate for survival, someone was looking forward to his death with excitement...

"Long-lasting cat!"

At this moment, Jiu Yebai trotted over and saw the blood all over the ground. He pulled the cat behind him vigilantly and checked nervously, "Where are you injured?"

Mao Mao slapped Jiu Yebai's head, "Silly brother, how can I be that weak?"

Jiu Yebai joked without realizing it and soon looked at Lan Feng again, "What's going on?"

Lan Feng was not moved, thinking that it was a bit troublesome to explain, and he didn't know the relationship between the two people on the other side.

I heard the cat say, "It's that person, he has a nosebleed."

Lan Feng's mouth twitched.

Jiu Yebai pointed to the large red area on the grass, "What's the thunder of this nosebleed? Is there blood cancer? Isn't this treatment?"

Patient Lan Feng who was suffering from blood cancer: "..."

But Maomao said calmly: "It's summer, the virtual fire is strong, just pay attention."

Jiu Yebai pointed at the knife on the ground again, "What about this? What is it for?"

The cat pulled without blinking, "Why are you not allowed to bring anything when you see the deceased? You know."

As he said that, the cat took out an apple as expected.

Lan Feng cooperated and accepted it, "I am determined, Xiao Yu loves to eat apples most during his lifetime."

I really picked up the knife and skillfully cut the fruit...

Jiu Yebai was a little messy. He looked down at the short skirt that Maomao had torn, quickly tied his shirt to her waist, and gritted his teeth and asked, "What's wrong with your skirt?"

Maomao said, "I've given him a nosebleed."

Jiu Yebai almost collapsed. He brought Maomao to find Lan Feng, who was regarded as a myth in the entertainment industry! He was not here to find a lunatic!

Early in the morning, do you bleeding noses in places like cemeteries?

It is easier for him to believe it if you say you sprinkle blood!

"Jiu Maomao, come back and pretend that he didn't come. I will find you a normal agent. I'm afraid this person is sick." Jiu Yebai made up his mind and pulled the cat and left.

Maomao patted him on the head again, "Jiu Yebai, do you want to rebel? I am your sister."

It turned out to be two siblings...

While thinking, Lanfeng spoke very solemnly, "Mr. Jiu, I am Lanfeng. Now I am in Feifan Entertainment and have all the freedom to sign an independent artist. I have verbally agreed to be your sister's agent. I will make up the contract as soon as possible."

Jiu Yebai looked at Lan Feng, "What are the conditions?"

For this great god, it is easy to imagine how difficult it is to ask for it. Jiu Yebai has done his homework.

However, Lan Feng said: "Your sister actually used her skirt to wipe my nose bleeding. This move deeply moved me. I have a fate with her. Besides, those conditions are too superficial."

Jiu Yebai was skeptical, "It's really touching."

Lan Feng: "Who said no?"

Jiu Yebai and Mao Mao left the cemetery first.

Lanfeng stood in front of Xin Yu's tombstone, lifted up his clothes, wiped his photos with soft fabric, but his beard was unshaven, but he smiled.

"I'll make you laugh." Lan Feng said, "I heard from the girl that you should live a good life in your next life. This is pretty good. I really shouldn't have thought about finding you."

"You should have a good brother who loves you and will not force you to do things you don't want to do. You can go to school and fall in love freely. Although you have a little trouble, you can still spend your whole life in a colorful way."

"In this life, I was wrong, and I couldn't admit it to you in person. What she said was right, but if she was wrong, she was wrong. Since she couldn't look back, maybe she could make up for her merits?"

"In the next life, I don't want to be a beast."

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Maomao and Jiu Yebai waited in the car for a while, and soon Lanfeng took his backpack down.

After the car drove out, Jiu Yebai frequently looked at Lan Feng from the rearview mirror.

Lan Feng took the initiative to break the silence, "Mr. Jiu, do you have any questions? Why don't you ask directly?"

Jiu Yebai said: "Are you really Lanfeng?"

Lan Feng said: "My surname and my name are not found in the country. Do I need me to show my ID card?"

Jiu Yebai said: "No need. Although you look more like a homeless man, as long as you solve something now, you can prove that you are Lan Feng who is like a fake one."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Lan Feng became interested.

Jiu Yebai took out his cell phone, took a quick look at Maomao, and threw the cell phone to Lanfeng, "You can see it yourself."

On the screen is Maomao’s Weibo personal homepage.

Lan Feng stared at him for a few seconds, obviously a little shocked! He has been away from the entertainment industry for a year, but once, he had a vague impression of the name Jiu Xintian.

He skillfully browsed on Weibo and raised his eyebrows slightly, which was quite exciting.
Chapter completed!