The airport plane landed with a roar and did not disperse for a long time.

The plane listened steadily to the pointed place according to the program, and after a series of machines and human procedures, the cabin door slowly opened, and the passengers got off the plane in an orderly manner.

This is a plane from Haitian City, passing through and landing.

After getting off the plane, Lin Feng moved his body and walked out of the airport, ready to find a taxi to go home.

Walking out of the brightly lit airport, Lin Feng was greeted outside by the deep night sky and some dim street lights, at this time there were really few taxis within the scope of the airport, and there were generally people to pick up the plane at this time, and the taxi drivers were very wise not to come to grab business with the car, sighed, Lin Feng walked forward, anyway, there was no luggage and no things, and he was taking a taxi in front.

Under the gaze of Xingyue, the scattered yellow street lamps stretched Lin Feng's free and chic shadow.

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Fifty minutes ago.

After listening to Tang Yun's singing after coming again, Lin Feng nodded secretly, finally reaching a quarter, one night, it's really tiring.

After sighing slightly, Lin Feng looked at the time and found that there was not much time left for his scheduled return flight to take off, so he groaned for a while.

"Tang Yun, you sing it again, this time you can call it a day today."

These were Lin Feng's words at that time, with the last expectation.

I don't know if it's the stimulation of the last time, or the desire to stay away from Lin Feng's criticism and roaring, when singing the last time, Tang Yun tried his best to correct the mistakes that Lin Feng pointed out throughout the night is not so crooked, and he has really made progress, exceeding what Lin Feng said by one-fourth, and according to Lin Feng's words, it has reached two-fifths.

When they saw Lin Feng finally nod, the staff of the entire recording studio breathed a sigh of relief, and finally liberated, the song was very good, but Lin Feng's roar and harshness were really distressing. Then Tang Yun said thank you to everyone, and after accepting it, everyone began to check the equipment and packed up their things and left the company.

Then Lin Feng politely refused the presidential room of the five-star hotel that Director Ji wanted to arrange, and at the same time told Director Ji that the Phantom Company could arrange someone to write a song according to his own two song patterns, write it and send it to himself to see, if there is no problem, you can start recording, but when recording, you have to record it for yourself, if you can't leave, you can change it, which reflects absolute control.

After Director Ji hesitated for a moment and said that there was no problem, Lin Feng and Tang Yun said a few words to let her practice first, and then she would come over to guide her in two days, and then left the mansion of Phantom Music.

After leaving the building, Lin Feng did not miss the bustle and prosperity of Haitian City, but directly called a taxi to the airport, the time was just right.

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Walking through a street, Lin Feng saw the lights and green, and the street with people and people appeared in front of him.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng did not continue to take a walk and appreciate life when he was busy for an afternoon and a night, but directly reached out to stop a taxi, reported the address, and asked the car to turn around.

"Sir, where is this from?" The taxi driver's characteristic opening remarks sounded in Lin Feng's ears two minutes after the car started.

"From Haitian." Lin Feng didn't expect that he would encounter a similar leaf in this world again, and after hearing this familiar opening remark, he was stunned for a moment before he said.

"Haitian, it seems that Mr. is on the last plane, why did he come back so late, is there something urgent? Do you want me to speed it up? The driver, an uncle about forty years old, asked very talkatively.

"It's the last plane, you don't need to speed up, just drive normally, there's nothing urgent, but I'm not used to living outside, so I rushed back." Lin Feng smiled. It's not that I'm not used to living outside, but I'm not used to living in a hotel arranged by Phantom, after all, the business and sale between Phantom and Phantom are only in money and songs and production, not including accommodation, if you accept the presidential room of this five-star hotel, people need to pay for this extra care. And the most difficult and easiest thing in the world is human affection, and this is difficult for Lin Feng to return, after all, he is not extremely vicious, nor ungrateful.

"It seems that Mr. is a big businessman, he is really young and promising!" The driver praised.

"Huh." Lin Feng laughed twice and didn't speak, he was not young.

There are always people who say that people are not old, but does this really exist? When people get old, they will inevitably see and feel more experienced, and they will naturally go to the two extremes, see away and be more persistent. Young people can't see it, even if they listen to the old people's eyes, they still don't open it, because only the body will see it, and people are already old at that time. The attitudes and methods of young people are basically the same, while the old people who are not old at heart are just attitudes.

"Sir, don't mind if I put on a song, do you?" After a pause, the driver asked.

"Don't mind, let it go, I just wanted to hear about it." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll put it away, it's a song by Lin Feng, a musical genius in our Fengshi City, hehe, people chase stars when they're old." The driver turned on the stereo as he spoke.

Ding Dong Ding Dong, the prelude to the piano percussion slowly sounded.

"Watching time fly by, I pray that tomorrow, every little dream can slowly come true, I am so ordinary but so lucky, I want to say thank you, every day of my life......"

It is Lin Feng's recently released new song "Every Day of My Life".

Listening to this melody, Lin Feng didn't speak, just listened silently, without making a smile or proud expression, he was just a listener at the moment.

The lights outside the car flashed on the windows, turning into a knotted red line, not time but space.

“…… Let me accompany you with the loudest song in my life, let me give you the most tender part of my heart, and let me ......be sincere to you every day when you need friends the most."

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The melody of "Every Day of My Life" sounded silently in the car, and at this moment the car was the last touch of color in the drunken dreams and deaths of this lively city.

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"Sir, it's here." The driver stopped the car and said to Lin Feng, who was sitting behind.

"Oh, it's here, trouble master, give." Lin Feng looked up, took out the fare from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

"Huh." With a smile, the driver took the money and then retrieved it.

"Thank you, master, goodbye." Lin Feng took the change and thanked him and pushed the car door.

"You're welcome, goodbye."

The driver turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator slightly and left the door of the Shuitian villa community, and the song "Every Day in My Life" sounded again, through the carriage, in this noisy sea of people, a line was drawn.

Seeing the car leaving, Lin Feng did not delay, turned around and walked towards the community.

Smiling and saying hello to the security guards, Lin Feng walked towards his villa, on the way Lin Feng took a look at Tang Yun's villa by the way, sure enough, there was no one, it seemed that Tang Yun was not going to come back today.

Step into the house, turn on the living room light, and light one of your own in the city.

After cleaning himself up, Lin Feng sat in front of the computer and turned on the power.

When the computer was turned on, Lin Feng looked out the window, looking into the dark distance, it seemed that he could hear the loud music and loud roars in the distance, there were a lot of people there were cathartic, it was not daytime, there was no need for masks.

Bite!

The computer boots up.

After Lin Feng refreshed twice, he clicked on the document and prepared to continue his project.

As soon as he typed out two words, Lin Feng stopped, and then deleted the two words that had been typed, typed out a new topic, and knocked out a new content.

Accompanied by the lights, Lin Feng silently beat his whim.

Do it when you think of it, otherwise by the time you think of it again, a long time has passed, and unless you hold on tightly, it will run fast.

The content of Lin Feng's tapping is not much, only a few hundred words, and it really doesn't take long for transportation.

A few minutes later, a complete piece of content appeared in front of me.

Looking at the text that tightly occupied a document page in front of him, Lin Feng sighed and looked at it silently, this, long time no see.

Online fast food can be seen at a glance, and this needs to be tasted slowly, even if you have seen it more than 100 times.

Ten minutes later, Lin Feng took his gaze off the screen.

Minimize the document, connect to the Internet, open Wancha, and enter the word blog in the search term.

"Yo, there are a lot of blogs!"

Seeing the lines that popped up on the webpage, Lin Feng smiled.

Moving the mouse and clicking on it, Lin Feng looked at it one by one, ready to find something suitable for the page.

A blog is a kind of website that is usually managed by an individual and posts new articles from time to time, although some people have forgotten under the impact of today's whispers and prestige, but some blogs are still eye-catching. Lin Feng originally wanted to publish through Whisper, but unfortunately the word limit of Whisper was a little restricted, and Whisper couldn't see the style of the story, so he chose a blog, and the blog was irregular, which made Lin Feng like it.

"Well, Xinwang Blog, that's it, no page ads and no ad automatic links, the traffic is still large, not bad."

After browsing for a while, Lin Feng chose a blog.

Through a series of complicated procedures, Lin Feng applied for his own account, not Lin Feng, nor the full moon purple city, but opened another vest and a bowl of soup.

The name of Lin Feng is wood, the full moon is gold, and a bowl of soup is water. Wood is the foundation, surrounded by gold and water.

Opening his own page, Lin Feng clicked on the link to post a blog post and entered the published page.

pasted the hundreds of words he had just coded on, entered the title, and Lin Feng clicked OK.

Looking at the jump of the page after the successful publication, Lin Feng said in his heart, I hope you can shine, soothe your heart, and convey love and hope.

After posting the blog, Lin Feng closed the web page.

Click on the document and continue to the immortal realm.