This time, Feng Yinxiu didn't hang up the phone directly with a cold face, and listened to his merciless ridicule and unbridled laughter without saying a word.

In this world, except for the Feng family and the eldest lady of the world, there is no second person who dares to be so presumptuous in front of the gods.

Feng Yinxiu often thinks about how he became an old iron with someone like Mo Zhicheng, the personalities of the two are simply very different, and even their family backgrounds are very different.

Feng Yinxiu is the pride of the sky, with a prominent family background, and his achievements are standing at the pinnacle.

Although Mo Zhicheng is an actor, it only means that his acting skills have been recognized.

He is a single parent, and it is said that his mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to him, and he was peacefully enrolled in high school before being discovered by a talent scout.

After working hard in the entertainment industry for two years, during an unintentional awards ceremony, Feng Shen fell in love with this arrogant and humble changeable teenager at a glance, and gave an order that night to sign the City of Ink under his studio.

It's been several years now, and the reasons for the past are not so important.

As for this friend, Lao Tie, there is nothing wrong with him, and he is still quite reliable, although the probability is very small.

Mo Zhicheng laughed for almost two minutes before he felt that he was not very kind, and forcibly stopped laughing.

The phone was instantly silent.

"You're done laughing?" Feng Yinxiu spoke lightly, his tone was gentle, and Mo Zhicheng actually heard a trace of sorrow and loss, and suddenly a sense of guilt arose.

"Lao Xiu, that, I didn't mean it!" Mo Zhicheng laughed with him, looking at the calm lake, and the light voice mixed with the sound of the wind came, "According to my observation last time, although I have only met her once, I have a hunch, and you still have hope." ”

The last time he went to visit the class, he happened to meet Ling Qianyi who had been filming, but he couldn't get into the film, and he didn't take time to meet him until he was about to leave.

Feng Yinxiu's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly: "Is there any way?" She already has someone she likes, and she seems to have liked her for a long time, can I catch her? Do you think my conditions are a bit poor? How do I do that? ”

“！！！”

"I'll fuck you! You're not sick with your brain! The little guilt left in the City of Ink vanished in an instant, and he roared loudly, "Do you have any self-knowledge? Are you poor? Can you find someone with better conditions than you to come out and speak? ”

“……”

"Do you even know how famous you are? Do you know how good your conditions are? ”

“……”

"I want to hammer you to death with a hammer, Master Feng, have you used so many methods I taught you?"

"Used...... It didn't work......"

"So did you use it or didn't use it??"

"Used!"

"And what about the effect?"

"It's useless!"

“……”

He studied the strategy every day, took notes and studied at any time every day, thought he was very active and a gentleman, and would try it from time to time, but people didn't seem to react, and he was scared a lot, and asked him every day if he had encountered something great.

Is there such an embarrassment?

After being silent for a while, Mo Zhicheng sighed: "Probably because there is a difference between men and women, the method of chasing girls doesn't work, but, with your status and worth, what do you want, you ......"

"Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I shut up."

Ink City really shut up for a minute, and then continued to make a move: "Then it's the last move, the tiger goes down the mountain." Don't care about so many methods, you want to know if she is bent or not, if she is interested in you, you just confess directly, and cut through the mess quickly. ”

"She's got someone she likes!" Feng Yinxiu remembered her expression that day, and her eyes were overflowing with admiration.