"Damn, why didn't my brother make the cut, there must be shady scenes in the program team. ”

"What level does the electric eel sing, don't you have a B number in your heart, and the brainless fans hurry up to climb for the master. ”

"Brain-dead fans see one and scold another, come on in the morning, see you in the finals!"

"Add me upstairs, it's rare to have such an excellent newcomer!"

"Secretly took away Miss Jiale while no one was paying attention, and she was A and sassy. ”

After the second episode of "Song Road" was broadcast, the program team officially uploaded the video to major online platforms on time as usual, which sparked heated discussions among the people who eat melons and maintained a super high popularity.

Han Feiyu, who was lying bored on the bed, skillfully found the pink APP hidden in the corner on his mobile phone and opened it.

Unexpectedly, the top of the homepage was a video clip about the "Song Road" program.

Driven by curiosity, he clicked in.

Fast forward through the entire video, followed by the customary swipe left of your finger across the screen to read the comments.

How can the video have comments interestingly.

He signed up for an account a long time ago, but so far he hasn't rushed to the membership or left a comment under a single video.

Not to mention things like liking coin collections, it's too much trouble.

A proper heinous white prostitute.

Han Feiyu smiled and clicked on a message that seemed to be a female fan of Inca To, and the general content was all condemning the unfair treatment of the program team, which led to her family Fujito regretting his exit.

Sure enough, the people below were surrounded and ridiculed, ridiculed and ridiculed, and even some irascible brothers sprayed directly without any scruples.

Hundreds of them have accumulated.

"Under the banner of a rich second-generation idol, you swagger and cheat, touch porcelain everywhere, do you really think that everyone in the world is your parents, and they are used to your stinky problems?"

"That's it, do you pay back the money you owe to others? No, let's find a factory to work, maybe I can pay off the money before I die. ”

"Does it have anything to do with my brother being a rich second generation and owing hundreds of millions to my family? Why do we Kato brother come to pay it back, it's all dragged down by his parents, doghead, doge!"

"Do brain-dead female fans have such a devotion to their mothers? I'm afraid I can't even remember my parents' birthdays, right?"

"Cyber violence is so terrible, does my little sister need a warm embrace from my brother?"

"Hehehehe, Ye is the perpetrator, I'm so happy!"

“......”

Ah.

Han Feiyu slipped his hand and accidentally liked it.

He smiled and touched his chin, then headed straight for the ghost animal area.

In fact, I have already learned the news that Song Yichen has advanced to the next round, and it doesn't make much sense to watch the video replay at this time.

Looks like it's time to help her prepare the next round of songs......

Han Feiyu walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

The living room was filled with warm sunlight.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Song Yichen kneeling on the floor pouting his ass at the moment, not knowing what he was doing.

Han Feiyu put away his mobile phone and squatted down next to her, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Scared the hell out of me...... Xiao Yuyu, come and help me, the phone has fallen inside!"

Song Yichen said breathlessly, his hair was also a little messy.

“......”

Han Feiyu was silent for a moment, and said with hatred: "Can't you just move the sofa?"

"That's right!"

Song Yichen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly realized.

So he patted the ash on his hand and struggled to get up from the ground, and moved the sofa together with the help of Han Feiyu.

"Buzz~"

Just as she was bending down to pick up her phone, a call came.

Song Yichen instantly became a little excited after checking it, and ran back to the room without saying a word.

“？？？”

Han Feiyu was left standing in place, confused.

It didn't take long for Song Yichen's head to poke out from the crack in the door, and said mysteriously: "Xiao Yuyu, go clean up, I asked a friend to go out to play together." ”

"No, no, no. ”

Han Feiyu shook his head without thinking.

Going out to play is not as fun as playing games at home.

"It's a pretty young lady, how about introducing it to you?"

Song Yichen blinked, his face full of evil smiles.

Han Feiyu moved the sofa back to its original position, and after hearing her words, he sneered again and again, and did not answer.

Hmph, you still want to use women to tempt Uncle Ben?!

No way!

As he spoke, he sat on the sofa with his hands on his shoulders and a look of disdain.

......

Half an hour later.

"What's so nice about a garden, isn't it a big house?"

Han Feiyu, who was hiding from the sun in the shade of a tree, had no love on his face.

originally made up his mind to stay at home, but he finally lost to Song Yichen's soft grinding and hard bubbles.

At this moment, the two were standing next to a subway station on the side of the road.

"But I haven't seen it yet!"

Song Yichen puffed out his bun face and said unwillingly.

She wore a pink floral dress with a skirt that reached just above the knee and a pair of open-toed sandals on her feet. Her long wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, and she wore a small orange bucket hat on her head and a small bag. It looks like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale castle, pink and tender, and endearing.

“......”

Well, something that hasn't been seen always feels fresh.

Han Feiyu admits that there is nothing wrong with her thoughts, but this is not a reason to stand here stupidly in this weather.

Hey, I'm so tired.

At the exit of the subway not far away, from time to time someone comes out of it.

Song Yichen commented on that direction with excitement and anticipation on his face.

It didn't take long for a tall figure to appear in front of her, her eyes lit up subconsciously, and then she took off the bag on her shoulder and threw it in Han Feiyu's arms, trotting all the way over.

"Ahhh

With a happy smile on his face, Song Yichen ran over to give the tall woman a big hug.

"Ah, you'll recognize me dressed like this?"

The tall woman stopped, a little surprised, but she still didn't hesitate to open her arms and hug Song Yichen into her arms.

"Why are you still the same as before, you haven't changed at all. ”

After a while, the tall woman pushed her away from her arms as if she was disgusted, and said, "Oh~ If you go away, saliva will flow on me." ”

"Why!"

Song Yichen shook his head, then grabbed the woman's arm familiarly, and the two walked towards the shade of the tree where Han Feiyu was.

"Let me introduce, this is my roommate when I was in college, Wang Ranran, now a big writer!"

Song Yichen said to Han Feiyu, who had already stood up.

Han Feiyu nodded subconsciously, the woman in front of him named Wang Ran gave people a feeling that it was not simple at first glance.

She has a crisp pale yellow shoulder-length short hair, slightly curled outward at the ends of the hair, and her face is also natural and beautiful, with a stud on each earlobe on each side of her cheeks, which faintly shimmers in the sun.

The upper body is white tight short sleeves, the lower body is light blue denim hot pants, and a pair of long legs are very dazzlingly exposed, setting off her slender figure.

To describe it in four words, it is - temptation to sin.

"Hello, don't listen to her nonsense, I'm a great writer, I'm just writing something on the Internet. ”

Wang suddenly waved his hand and greeted Han Feiyu.

"His name is Han Feiyu, and the rest is not important, hehehe. ”

Song Yichen, who was standing beside her, said mischievously with a smile in his eyes.

Han Feiyu: "......"

Please, don't be so perfunctory!

"Ahem, Han Feiyu, this feeder. ”

Han Feiyu turned his mind, coughed twice, and then glanced at Song Yichen.

Since you Song Yichen are like this, then don't blame Ye for being ruthless.

"Fuck off, don't talk nonsense. ”

Song Yichen rolled his eyes, raised his small fist and shook it in front of his eyes menacingly.

And Wang Ran stood aside and watched the interesting scene of the two arguing, quietly approached Song Yichen's ears, and asked in a low voice in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Your boyfriend?

Song Yichen gave her a big roll of his eyes, moved with the arm she was holding, bit his lip and said, "Don't guess ...... you"

Is that embarrassing?

Wang suddenly smiled and did not continue to ask.

But the gossip heart is still inevitably aroused and burning.

As a woman, her intuition told her that there was definitely something in it, and she just had to dig it out slowly.

"Let's go, let's go and see the garden, I've wanted to go there a long time ago, and today I finally have the opportunity to see it. Gogogo!”

Song Yichen was full of energy, and cheered and pulled Wang Ran to turn around.

"Your friend is still there, slow down and don't run, he won't be able to keep up in a while." ”

"It's okay, he'll definitely be able to keep up. ”

"Don't worry, let me see if our Yichen has grown up again?"

"Ah?!ha, don't touch it, I hate it. ”

"Damn, that's the case! Could it be that there is some secret, why don't you tell me quickly?"

"Why!"

“......”

Han Feiyu took Song Yichen's small satchel and froze in place.

watched the two of them drift apart in the fight and whispering not far away, and it took a while to come back to their senses.

Gan!

Good you hateful Song Yichen.

Asking the master to come out to play is to get you a bag, right?

Han Feiyu thought about it and took out a cigarette from his pants pocket to light it, then hung the bag around his neck in a dashing manner and chased after it quickly.

"By the way, did you participate in that singing competition?"

Wang suddenly stroked the hair on his ear, bumped Song Yichen's shoulder and asked.

The height of the two is actually about the same, but Song Yichen is wearing a hat now, and she looks like she is so tall.

"Huh?"

Song Yichen was a little surprised and a little shy, and his face instantly turned red.

She touched her face and asked incredulously, "Have you seen all this?"

"Of course, are you going to call you Song Daxing in the future, or leave me a signature now, and I'll sell it when it's worth it later." ”

Wang suddenly gently pinched her face affectionately and teased.

"Hmm...... Don't say it, I'm almost embarrassed, if it weren't for ......"

Before Song Yichen finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted.

"Are you still embarrassed?"

Han Feiyu's voice came faintly from behind him.