Meng Xiang was already desperate, she didn't think she would be lucky enough to dodge it, because the corner of her eyes clearly saw the edges and corners of the dressing table, which was approaching the back of her head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Be careful."

At the critical moment, a low and concerned voice sounded in her ears, Meng Xiang only felt that her waist was tightly hugged by a pair of strong arms, and her falling body was also thrown into a warm embrace in a strong force.

Meng Xiang, who was in shock, with her white fingers, tightly grasped the placket on Zhang Yifeng's chest, and her beautiful eyes showed a look of fear, which was extremely pitying, she was really scared just now, if it wasn't for Zhang Yifeng saving her in time, the consequences would be really unpredictable.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Meng Xiang looked at Zhang Yifeng gratefully, after this glance, Meng Xiang noticed that something was wrong, they seemed to be hugging each other, Zhang Yifeng's hands were still on her waist, a strong manly breath to the extreme, rushing to the face, Meng Xiang, who had been trained for many years, couldn't help but blush and breathe shortly, there was a feeling that her heart was like a deer, there was shyness, there was also longing, and there were subtle fluctuations in her quiet heart.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yifeng asked with concern, the sudden accident also startled Zhang Yifeng, if it wasn't for his speed enough, Meng Xiang might really be injured.

"It's fine."

Meng Xiang's eyes dodged, her face was as red as a red apple, and she hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed Zhang Yifeng's shirt, Zhang Yifeng also noticed the posture of the two, smiled, quickly let go of her hand, and subconsciously distanced herself.

"Ugh."

Leaving Zhang Yifeng's warm embrace, Meng Xiang was stunned, and felt inexplicably lost in her heart.

"Sister Meng Xiang, Zhang Yifeng, what are you doing at the door?"

At this time, Jiang Qingyan suddenly appeared, looking at the two people standing at the door strangely, Meng Xiang is one of the hosts of Happy Tonight, it is common to change her face on the spot, put away the charming thoughts in her heart, and said with a smile: "I came to Mr. Zhang to talk about the precautions for recording the show." ”

"Oh." Jiang Qingyan looked at Zhang Yifeng suspiciously, and when she saw Zhang Yifeng's calm expression, she didn't care, saw the small cylinder on the ground, and said with a smile: "I said where my lipstick went, it turned out to have fallen here." ”

While speaking, Jiang Qingyan bent down slightly, picked up the lipstick on the ground, and when they saw this gadget, Zhang Yifeng and Meng Xiang couldn't cry or laugh, the culprit who almost caused the tragedy just now turned out to be a lipstick!

"Sister Meng Xiang, come over and help me." Jiang Qingyan said, and then walked to his dressing room with lipstick.

"Okay." Meng Xiang nodded, looked at Zhang Yifeng apologetically, her eyes were very strange, she walked a few steps and turned around, until she walked into the dressing room, this strange performance disappeared.

"Inexplicable."

Zhang Yifeng turned around and walked into the dressing room, closed the door casually, and sat on the chair with his eyes closed. But it didn't take long for a knock on the door to sound, Zhang Yifeng frowned, and then a very ethereal female voice came into his ears.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm Di Feiyao, can I come in?"

Di Feiyao, the queen of the Chinese music scene!

Zhang Yifeng was confused, they didn't know each other, how could this popular singer in China come to him, "It seems that Di Feiyao is also one of the guests tonight, right?" ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng got up and opened the door for Di Feiyao. This queen who is popular all over China is wearing a white bandeau dress tonight, her figure is very good, the twin peaks are towering, a deep ravine, looming, very seductive, white skin and beauty, long black curly hair, draped over her shoulders, her whole body is glowing, like a goddess, making people look up.

Zhang Yifeng glanced at her chest, and then quickly moved away, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, this diva's capital is really strong enough, and the women who can enter the entertainment industry are basically all beauties, even if they don't look good, there must be something special, this Di Tiandi, not only has the face of an angel, but also the figure of a devil, she can obviously eat with her face, but her talent is also earth-shattering.

Ethereal voice, ethereal like a fairy. This is what the music world says about her!

"Mr. Zhang, I'm tempting to disturb you, this is my new album, please accept it." Di Feiyao raised the music album in her hand and bowed slightly, she bent over, and her long black hair instantly poured down, blocking her chest, a touch of snow white, looming between the hair.

"Thank you, I'll take it back and listen to it, Miss Di, if you're not busy, come in and sit down."

Zhang Yifeng took the album disc and opened his mouth to invite, it was originally a polite remark, but he didn't expect Di Feiyao to agree with a smile, Zhang Yifeng looked sideways slightly, this girl's personality is really casual enough.

Di Tianhou entered the dressing room, and the first thing she said was to praise the instant messaging software pp of Dream Network Company, how easy it is to use, and also mentioned that the last time Zhang Yifeng sent a red envelope, she liked and forwarded it, knowing that this Di Tianhou wanted to have a relationship with him, but Zhang Yifeng also had to sigh at this woman's clever methods, and talked and laughed with her gently.

If Meng Xiang is intellectual and elegant, then Di Feiyao is bold and free, with a hint of wildness, and speaks unscrupulously.

"Mr. Zhang, the show is about to start recording in a while, and I have to rush back to put on makeup, can you add your PP?" The two chatted for a while, Di Feiyao got up to say goodbye, Zhang Yifeng sent it to the door, Di Feiyao suddenly turned around and asked, with expectation in his eyes.

"Yes, my pp is 1001."

Although Di Feiyao's requirements are a little unexpected, beauties always have privileges, and she is also a famous singer in China.

Hearing that Zhang Yifeng's pp is 1001, Di Tianhou's face is full of envy and exclamation, the earliest pp number is four-digit, Zhang Yifeng's number is the first user number of pp, and the value is very high. Nowadays, there are tens of millions of registered users of PP, and the PP number has appeared in five digits, and the four-digit number is becoming less and less, although Di Tianhou's PP number is also a four-digit number, but compared with Zhang Yifeng's 1001, it is not worth mentioning.

As soon as Di Feiyao left with his front foot, Jiang Qingyan came with his back foot.

"Yo, the peach blossom luck is very prosperous, first Sister Meng Xiang, and now Di Tianhou, you are very charming!" Jiang Qingyan looked at Zhang Yifeng with a smile and said.

"She took the initiative to find me, casually chat, No, her new album."

Zhang Yifeng pointed to the album on the table.

"Humph!" Jiang Qingyan snorted coldly, turned around and left, her makeup hadn't finished yet, but she was worried that Zhang Yifeng would be bored alone, so she took the time to come over to accompany him, where would she have thought that this guy was so feminine, how long has it been, Di Tianhou has chatted.

Subsequently, the other two hosts of Happy Tonight, Mr. He and Li Ying, came to Zhang Yifeng's dressing room together, chatted with him, and instructed some precautions for recording the program, which is also the host's practice.

Looking at the backs of Teacher He and Li Ying, Zhang Yifeng sighed with emotion, before he got the door of the dimension, where would he have thought that there is today, Nansha TV, Happy Tonight, Meng Xiang, Teacher He, Di Feiyao, Li Ying, these unreachable people or things, they could only look up before, they could only be seen on TV, but now they appear alive in front of him, and he is in awe of himself, this feeling seems to be a dream.

"No, this is not a dream, this is the real Zhang Yifeng." (To be continued.) )