"Brother Meng, today is the annual event of Luohe City, let's go and take a look, maybe we can also win the top list. The little girl's face was excited.

"Silly girl, it's still early, let's go to the inn and rest first. Shen Ao smiled and touched Yun'er's head. ”

In order to make it easier to walk, Shen Ao assumed the name of Mengchen, and his appearance was also disguised, otherwise he would not dare to appear rashly in a big city like Luohe City.

Shen Ao didn't look for any of the most upscale inns, on the one hand, he didn't care too much about food and accommodation, and on the other hand, if it weren't for Murong Yun's young lady habits, he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to wait to be bored, Shen Ao wouldn't have found an inn to rest.

As soon as I walked into the inn, the people inside were discussing the upcoming Falling Flowers Talent Meeting, and the scene was simply a national star-chasing!

"Do you know? I heard that this year's No. 1 talent in the mainland, Feng Qingyan, will also come to participate in the Falling Flowers Talent Meeting?"

"Impossible, I only saw Feng Qingyan in Mobei last time, how could he come to participate?"

"Cut, how many pounds and taels do you think you have? How can such a strange person like you be seen by a vulgar person like you? ”

"I heard that the talented girl Shen Wan will also participate this time, a talented and beautiful woman, there is a good show to watch now!"

......

There are endless discussions and rumors about the Falling Flowers Talent Club, but Shen Ao is leisurely tasting the tea in his hand, as if he is from another world.

But the little girl Murong Yun was really interested in these gossips, and she couldn't sit still for a long time when she first arrived at the inn, wandering around, listening to the people in the inn blowing all over the place.

"Hey, this guy is interesting. In a private room on the second floor, a person in a white robe with an ethereal temperament saw the inappropriate Shen Ao downstairs through the window, and immediately became interested. It's no wonder that the people around him are talking about the Falling Flowers Talented Men Club with high interest, but Shen Ao is sitting there standing out, drinking the inn's not high-end tea, as if this tea is more attractive than the Falling Flowers Talented Men Club. The most important thing is that the white-robed man felt a kind of Dao aura on Shen Ao, the Dao is ruthless, but the person is affectionate. He has been trapped by love all his life, but the man downstairs unconsciously exudes an aura of ruthlessness and affectionate contradictions, how can this not make him moved and curious?

Shen Ao was still calmly drinking his tea, and suddenly, the inn, which was still talking about the hot topic, suddenly quieted down, so quiet that even everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

Shen Ao looked up in surprise, only to see a man wearing a mask and a white robe slowly walking out of the private room on the second floor, with an ethereal temperament, although his face was covered by the mask, but Shen Ao could still feel the vicissitudes behind the mask and the attitude of looking down on everything in the world.

"Oh my God, it's Feng Qingyi, I actually saw Feng Qingyan, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"How is this possible?"

"Wind clear, my idol, I'm looking for his autograph. ”

......

After a brief silence, there was an earth-shattering sound. The momentum really lifted the roof of the inn.

This can't be blamed on everyone's fanaticism, you must know that everything that is linked to the term "first" is the object of everyone's pursuit, and how many people can really see through the word fame and fortune? Not to mention that the song "Love" that was clear and clear back then amazed the world, and with the mysterious color on his body, it is strange that it does not attract people's attention.

Feng Qingyan ignored the frenzied eyes and shouts around him, he still walked slowly down the stairs like a light breeze, no one knew what the expression of the face behind his mask was, and no one knew why he suddenly appeared here?

Wherever the wind cleared, the people around him immediately gave way to a road. He has a special temperament that restores the composure of fanatical people. Feng Qingyan slowly walked to Shen Ao's table and smiled slightly: "This brother, can I sit here?"

Strangely, his voice was not good, and it could even be said to be hoarse, not like that of a man of his literary style, but everyone took it for granted, as if he should have been.

If you want to say that the only one in the entire inn has not been affected by the wind and cleansing, it is only Shen Ao. Shen Ao also read Feng Qingyan's "Love", from the pen and ink, Shen Ao felt that Feng Qingyan was a person with a story, and he also had a certain interest in Feng Qingyan. But Shen Ao is a person with a plain nature, and after some changes, his state of mind is even more calm. He didn't like the sensational, eye-catching environment caused by the wind and the death.

Shen Ao frowned slightly, and just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Murong Yun, who had never seen anyone, suddenly returned to the table, grabbed in front of Shen Ao and spoke: "Yes, yes, wow, I finally see you." ”

The little girl is now full of brilliance and a nymphomaniac, of course, a romantic talent like Feng Qingyan is difficult for a girl of this age to resist.

Shen Ao smiled bitterly, since Murong Yun had already spoken, it would be a bit petty for him to refuse. Shen Ao made a gesture: "Please." ”

Feng Qingyan was not polite, immediately sat down at the table, picked up the tea in front of the table and took a sip, and then said lightly: "Haven't asked for the name of Brother Tai yet?"

"Dream dust. "Shen Ao cherishes words like gold.

"Hongchen has tears and dreams to walk alone, good name, good name. Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, and then said with a smile.

Shen Ao didn't expect Feng Qingyan to praise his random name, but when he savored "Hongchen has tears and dreams of walking alone", he also felt a little emotional, yes, Hongchen has tears, but he doesn't want to walk alone.

Both fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. The people around saw Feng Qingyan here, and they didn't dare to come forward to greet him when they calmed down, for fear of angering this genius.

After a long time, Feng Qingyan broke the silence: "Brother Meng is here for this falling flower talent?"

"Aren't you?" Shen Ao was slightly surprised.

Hearing this, a trace of contempt and sadness flashed in the corners of Feng Qingyan's eyes. Although this process flashed by, Shen Ao still captured Feng Qingyan's emotional changes.

"Talent, heh, what a talent. Feng Qingyan's words were full of ridicule, "Most people in the world are fame and fortune, but they must be famous like floating clouds and shadows, chasing in vain, ridiculous and pathetic." ”

When Shen Ao heard this, he looked at this talented man differently for the first time, but he felt a moment of confusion in his heart: You don't pursue fame and fortune, so what happened when you wrote "Love" to be famous all over the world?

As if knowing the doubts in Shen Ao's heart, Feng Qingyan glanced at Shen Ao lightly, and then said lightly: "That "Love Death" is just a whim I made, but I didn't expect to cause such a situation. Everyone in the world knows my "Death of Love", but how many people understand my feelings, my death?

Feng Qingyan took another sip of tea, and then his temperament changed, and his eyes stared at Shen Ao tightly: "Brother Meng, I can't see through you, and besides, you are very much like a person." ”

Shen Ao's heart suddenly struck!