Chen Feng quickly arrived in the bustling area of Jiangcheng, booked a room in a luxury hotel according to Ke Qiqi's request, and began a long wait at the airport.

From Ke Qiqi getting on the plane to landing at Jiangcheng Airport, the time is about two hours.

Except for Chen Feng's busy time, it's almost time to calculate.

Having said that, although he is already familiar with Ke Qiqi, Chen Feng has never seen this editor, not only him, but among her group of writers, I am afraid that only Egret has seen it.

It's a little exciting to think about it.

At 4:230 p.m., the plane arrived, and a vast number of people were crowded together, men, women and children, tall, short, fat and thin.

This made Chen Feng dumbfounded, he and Ke Qiqi had never met, so many people, where could they recognize each other?

"I should have bought a sign, put my name on it, and hold it up." He patted his head in annoyance, complaining about his lack of experience.

Ke Qiqi didn't think about it so much after getting off the plane, she turned on her mobile phone and initiated a call request to Chen Feng, and after a long time, the system automatically judged it to be a rejection.

"Huh?" Ke Qiqi frowned and said in a low voice: "You don't answer the phone, are those guys faster than me?" ”

Thinking of this, there was a little more anxiety between her eyebrows, but soon, those anxieties dispersed, and in the crowd that picked up the airport, she saw a big notice board with the word Chen Feng written on it, and there was a handwriting that had not been completely wiped off on the side.

Ke Qiqi walked straight over, looking at the sunny and handsome young man in casual clothes, with a nervous face, she snorted and laughed: "Why, I'm so unwelcome, I don't answer the phone, and I don't even bother to wipe the billboard?" ”

“…… I don't have a cell phone; This sign is also rented temporarily. Chen Feng explained with a black line, and at the same time looked at his editor silently.

He remembered a sentence: Egret Cheng doesn't deceive me!

Because of the Black Snow City, his relationship with the egret has greatly improved, and they have become good friends who almost talk about everything; According to Bailu, our Sister Qiqi is a big beauty, Sister Fan.

In the daily communication with Ke Qiqi, Chen Feng has a deep feeling for the trait of "Royal Sister Fan", but the label of "big beauty" always has to be believing.

Ke Qiqi is wearing a slender black casual shirt at the moment,

With a full chest, a tall figure, and a bewitching physique, he is simply a stunner in the world.

Her long black hair was exposed on her shoulders, adding a touch of delicate air to this charm, and she looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old, but like a ripe peach, exuding deadly magic.

"You're a hot celebrity on the Squirrel Literature Network now, why don't you even have a mobile phone?" Ke Qiqi scolded dissatisfiedly, stretched out her hand and grabbed Chen Feng's arm and walked out, saying, "Take me to the mobile phone store, and I'll help you choose a mobile phone." ”

Chen Feng hurriedly returned the sign to the uncle beside him, and under Ke Qiqi's strong will, he obediently led her into a mobile phone store.

An hour later, after experiencing the plot of "Bai Fumei helps me buy a mobile phone" that only appears in urban novels, Chen Feng cried and laughed and held the latest exquisite but very impractical mobile phone.

In this world, there is no such thing as mobile connectivity, and the so-called phone is actually a full-coverage network call, and the mobile phone is, at best, a miniaturized and simplified version of the computer.

But for now, he could only pretend to be in love and grateful to Dade, and took Ke Qiqi to the hotel.

"Sister Qi, you put your things away first, and then we will go to have a meal together later, and then talk about other things." Chen Feng suggested.

"Okay." Ke Qiqi nodded, she didn't bring much things, just an ordinary suitcase, and with Chen Feng's assistance, everything was quickly settled.

Chen Feng booked dinner in the restaurant early, and the specifications were not bad, and the two of them chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was not bad.

It's just that between words and deeds, it is suppressed, and it is very inexplicable A sense of depression makes Chen Feng seem a little submissive and unnatural.

"Am I nervous? Odd. Chen Feng secretly puzzled in his heart, not knowing whether this emotion was due to the natural relationship between the writer and the editor, or from the kind of "danger signal" emitted by Ke Qiqi.

Halfway through the meal, Ke Qiqi's phone rang, and she smiled apologetically at Chen Feng and connected.

"Okay, I got it."

"Now? Let me see, between the mountains and rivers, there is a very large restaurant in Jiangcheng. ”

"No, of course I don't mind, it's my pleasure to have you here."

……

The call lasted for more than three minutes, Ke Qiqi hung up the phone, stared at Chen Feng who stretched his neck meaningfully, and looked at it for a long time.

"Someone is coming?" Chen Feng's face turned red, he put a piece of meat in his mouth, and asked with his face open.

"Well, a few colleagues, and one more, can be regarded as a leader." Ke Qiqi put her phone on the table next to her, took a sip of wine, and replied.

"Something to do with me?" Chen Feng asked again, and when he contacted Ke Qiqi's attitude, he had a guess in his heart.

"Yes, you're a fragrant bun now." Ke Qiqi didn't hide it, drank all the wine in the cup, and chuckled: "This kind of thing is not the first time. ”

Her eyes were resolute and resolute, but her shoulders were faintly trembling, and some things could not be solved by saying a few hard words.

Chen Feng sat up straight at the moment, looked at Ke Qiqi, and was silent.

The silence didn't last long, and after ten minutes, a crowd of people poured into the restaurant, which is called Between the Mountains and Rivers.

They had a clear purpose, and walked straight to a few tables around Chen Feng, and after that, a middle-aged man in his forties walked over and greeted Ke Qiqi: "Xiao Ke, who is this?" ”

"Mr. Yao, aren't you here just for him?" Ke Qiqi smiled and stabbed lightly.

"Zangfeng?" The man known as Mr. Yao was surprised, showing an incredible expression, not only him, but also those who came with him.

"Well, it's me. You should all be the editors of the Squirrel Literature Network, and you have worked hard from afar. Chen Feng looked around at the people scattered around, waved his hand, and greeted.

When Mr. Yao heard this, he quickly restrained his surprised expression and showed a kind smile, there is no need for Ke Qiqi to lie in this matter; It's just that the shock in his heart can't be calmed down for a long time.

Yao Ge never imagined that the author of "I'm Crazy for Songs" would be a teenager, and judging by his appearance, he may still be in high school.

In this way, I am afraid that thing will not be easy to do.

Last time, it was an outlier like a white egret, and this time Chen Feng is a young man again.

The young man has not yet been soaked in the big dye vat of society, and is more inclined to be emotional, and his own set of statements may be difficult to impress him.

This Ke Qiqi always seems to have such good luck.

"It's hard for everyone to get together, why don't you talk about it at this time, so as not to disturb people's code words and tomorrow's class time, you say yes, Zang Feng." Ke Qiqi raised her head, glanced around coldly, and finally fixed her eyes on Yao Ge's face, and said in a tough tone.

"Zang Feng, what do you think?" Yao Ge maintained a smile that was not soaked in oil and salt, and turned the question to Chen Feng.

"I have no opinion, I listen to Sister Qi." Chen Feng said without hesitation, these words made Yao Ge's face change, but soon, he laughed, dragged a chair from the side, and sat down without any scruples.

"That's fine, it's not easy for everyone to go on a long trip, it's not easy to get together, don't be too restrained."

Seeing this, the rest of the people also sat up around Chen Feng and Ke Qiqi's table one after another.

As a result, a large part of the entire restaurant is completely messed up.

Seeing this, the waiter at the service desk was about to deal with it, but was grabbed by the experienced foreman, who pointed to the gold card on the counter and said, "Don't go, these people don't seem to be ordinary people, and besides, they have already booked all the seats in the hall tonight." ”