After Shen Nanfeng's Weibo was updated, there were thousands of comments soon.

- Commander of the Shen Family: "Mom, Shen Ye has posted on Weibo!"

- Spicy Chicken retreated: "Oh, grandpa, the little brother you like is finally online!"

- Did you hug Shen Ye today: "Shen Ye's eyes are so foul, it's almost the life of the slave family~"

- How can you eat Bunny: "Although I am not a fan of Shen Ye, I am obsessed with her face." ”

- Shen Ye's wife: "Shen Ye said that it was because of me that I posted the blog!"

- Shen Ye Zhenggong Niangniang: "Upstairs to make a face!"

- Write homework: "Huh, Shen Ye, you finally appeared, we thought you were missing! As a hand control, I have to lick the screen!"

For a newcomer, Shen Nanfeng's fame is like riding a rocket, and Weibo fans are rising, and now there are nearly 10 million.

No, just because Shen Nanfeng posted a Weibo, Shen Nanfeng was on the hot search list again.

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#沈南风犯规眼神#

Shen Nanfeng was also a dog in her heart, she didn't feel that her eyes were foul at all, but she felt that her posture of holding a gun was very good.

"Jingjing, did the company buy a water army?"

"???" Yuan Jing looked confused, "No." ”

What do you do when you buy a good water army?

"Why don't they compliment me on my cool shooting pose?"

Yuan Jing supports her forehead, isn't it all praise anyway? Aren't they all fans?

"Do you think I'm not handsome in this posture?" Shen Nanfeng turned his head and saw the little girl's helpless look.

“...... Handsome. ”

Marshal Shen was satisfied.

Back at the hotel, Shen Nanfeng went to catch up on sleep again and regain his mental strength.

In the afternoon, Zou Jing called and said that there was an entertainment program that invited Shen Nanfeng to participate and asked Shen Nanfeng's opinion.

Yuan Jing relayed Zou Jing's words to Shen Nanfeng, who was sleeping on the sofa, with sleepy clothes and eyes.

"Hmm, what's the show?"

"Survival in the wild, survival in the bush. ”

Shen Nanfeng sat up and sniffed, "Okay, it's just nothing to do." ”

For this kind of wild survival project, Marshal Shen is the best.

[Marshal, I have good news and bad news for you. 】

"Bad news. ”

[Didn't you ask me to erase Feng Yan's memory yesterday? But I tried many times, but found that it was useless and could not be erased. Los said he wanted to cry, and he had never encountered such a situation as he had never encountered a situation in which he had erased his memories from tens of thousands or thousands.

Shen Nanfeng frowned slightly, "Good news?"

[I got in touch with General Yin. 】

Shen Nanfeng's eyes overflowed with ecstasy, "Really?"

【Of course!】

"Nice to keep in touch. Shen Nanfeng hooked his red lips, "As for Feng Yan, just stare at him." ”

Feng Yan didn't pose any threat to her for the time being, although she didn't know why Luo Si couldn't erase her memory, and Shen Nanfeng wasn't ready to kill her.

......

Interstellar Zone 13.

The black military uniform with a cold face was in the control room, looking at the data that was constantly scrolling on the big screen in front of him.

"Yin Nanxi, what are you doing with the information of the Wind Team?" The man in white with long hair bent one leg and sat on a chair, looking like a hanger.

"I just wonder how a good marshal could have disappeared. ”

"If you want me to say, it's better to wait for the marshal to come back ......."

Suddenly, the image on the big screen jumped violently.

"What's going on?" Yin Nanxi frowned.

Then, a little boy wearing a small red belly pocket and carved pink jade appeared on the screen.

"General Yin, General Qi. A soft voice rang out in the control room.

Qi Zhao jumped up from the chair and rushed to the big screen, "...... Los?"

"Uh-huh~" Los crossed his hands on his hips with a triumphant expression, "Did you miss me?"

Yin Nanxi's eyes were full of surprise, and his voice trembled slightly, "What about the marshal?"

Los's white tender finger tapped his mouth, and said with a smile, "The marshal is safe, but when he arrives in another place, he can't come back for the time being." ”

"Far away?" Qi Zhao frowned.

"Well, so the marshal asked you to find a way to open the space-time vortex. ”

"I will send you the location of the marshal, and you must find it as soon as possible. ”

"Oh yes, the marshal asked the Windblast to be cleared. ”

Yin Nanxi looked at the location that appeared on the screen, and tapped the console with his fingertips, "Earth?"

"Yes, it's far from the stars, so it's up to you. ”

"The marshal's ability has been restored, but it's still weak. ”

"So don't tell anyone about the marshal but you. ”

With a wave of his hand, Loes projected a video onto the screen, "Don't you really want to be a marshal?" ”

A familiar face appears on the screen.

"Marshal!" Qi Zhao shouted in surprise, "Huh, why is it short hair?"

Los smiled, "Because the marshal's identity on Earth is a woman disguised as a man." ”

"Poof—"

Qi Zhao laughed, "Her women's clothes are already so strong, and her men's clothes are still good?!"

Luo Si put his hands behind his back, and his soft voice was serious, "General Qi, I will definitely bring this sentence to the marshal." ”

As he spoke, the screen jumped, and it turned into the data that was constantly beating again

“？？？”

"Don't go!!" Qi Zhao was about to cry, but turned to look at Yin Nanxi, with tears in his eyes, he almost took a small handkerchief to wipe his tears, "Xixi ......"

The green tendons on Yin Nanxi's forehead jumped, and his handsome facial features became even more cold, "Get out!"

......

When I came back from the suburbs, it was still three days later.

Shen Yan and Yu Jingwan were no longer at home, and Shen Yu went on a business trip to country A.

Shen Nanfeng was sweating, returned to the room, locked the door, and prepared to take a shower.

Taking off the chest cloth, Shen Nanfeng sighed, "This handsome chest is ......"

[Marshal, you are still young. Loes comforted in a serious manner.

Shen Nanfeng pressed his eyebrows, indicating that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

After a good night's sleep, Shen Nanfeng prepared to go to school the next day.

The crew had a day off.

I went to the garage and chose one of Shen Yu's cars, her red Ferrari was parked at the school gate last time, and I don't know which turtle grandson crossed a lot of roads and sent it to be spray-painted.

Shen Nanfeng was originally in a good mood, and he thought about going to the school to check on Jiqiao's learning results.

As a result, he was stopped by the traffic police at an intersection near the school.

"Hello, please show your driver's license. The young little traffic policeman stood in front of the car window and spoke very seriously.

Shen Nanfeng raised her eyebrows slightly, she forgot that there was something called a driver's license.

She seems to be underage.

Marshal Shen was in a bad mood in an instant.

"Nope. "Serious face.

The little traffic policeman's face was cold, and he wrote a ticket with a brush, "The car is detained, go and pay the fine." ”

“？？？”

It's so arrogant.

Marshal Shen looked at Qingye High School not far in front of him, licked his teeth, and felt a little sorry for Shen Yu's cheap brother.