Chapter 92 Rainy Night

PS: I don't like to ask for this, but the collection of "Qingcheng" is a little too small. I hope to see all the brothers here collect it and give me more motivation to write. Anyway, the collection is not free, right?

Feier doesn't like the hype environment in the entertainment industry. She feels so hypocritical. She would rather stay quietly in the hotel room like this, read books, listen to songs, and make the world cleaner.

Young and beautiful, pure and touching. Feier is like a big piece of fat in the entertainment industry, which makes many people greedy, but she is lucky, because there is a person named Li Junyang who is paying attention to her and pursuing her, which makes many people have to give up this idea. Otherwise, Feier can't be so innocent now. It has come to the present.

There is a lot of mud in the entertainment industry, but not everyone is the mud but not stained green lotus, and not everyone is lucky to be a green lotus.

Brother Winter came out of the elevator and directly twisted his thin waist and walked to Feier's room with a smile on his face. He knocked on the door, "Xiao Feifei, Xiao Feifei!"

At first, Fei'er was not used to Winter's style of dealing with people. She was too feminine, but gradually she felt that in addition to being coy, Winter was still very kind-hearted. At least she was very good to herself. It was not impossible to say that he was a big brother who took care of herself by her side.

Feier opened the door and held a cup of freshly brewed coffee for Winter.

Winter quickly catches it, "Oh, Xiao Feifei, if the media can see that you can bring me coffee and publicize it, won't you envy your fans?"

"Don't be poor, winter. Drink it while it's hot. If the coffee is cold, it won't taste good."

As she spoke, Fei'er sat on the sofa opposite the winter and held the book "Ordinary World" in her hand again.

"Yo, why is it still this book? I've read it two or three times, Xiao Feifei, you should read more foreign works, so that you can increase your charm."

"Winter, everyone has their own taste and preferences. I like Chinese works, which are connotative and touching!"

For the winter when the moon is a foreign round, everything in foreign countries is good. He knows Feier's temper and is too lazy to argue with her. While blowing the heat of coffee, he said happily, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about these things. Let me tell you, Xiao Feifei, this performance this time. The concert press conference was really smooth, and the response from the media was very good. The Hong Kong Weekly has sent you an invitation to participate in their interview program after this concert, just talk, chat or something.

"You can arrange it."

Feier will never have much interest in these things.

"Great, wait, I'll write it down!" After saying that, the dead brother quickly took out a small notebook from his suit pocket and raised his little finger to record what had just happened.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. At this point, Winter is still doing a good job.

"Promotion, advertising, and negotiation with venues in the mainland, I believe it will be quite smooth. That small place in Qingcheng is blessed to be able to look forward to our Xiaofei's presence in person. Oh, envy and hatred. By the way, Xiao Feifei, can you sing the song you sang on the deck last time in this concert? Singing, I think it's really beautiful, and it's particularly sensational. If it's used to sing, plus the effect of the concert, I feel that I can sell another astronomical figure.

Winter's business concept is in place, and even Feier has no doubt about this.

"I just sang that song casually."

Fei'er muttered.

Winter patted his thigh and said, "Oh, Xiao Feifei, why don't you understand this truth? What is most needed for music and music? It's the soul. It's an accidental burst of creativity and **. Whatever you want, whatever you want. You don't know. I heard that many big musicians like to go to the toilet. It's time to create, because, that's especially inspired. Oh, look at me, what are you talking about? In short, that song is sure to be very popular.

"Well, I believe in winter." Feier pretended to be calm, but her heart was already surging. She really wanted to sing that song loudly. She wanted another person to hear it. She wanted her to know that in the distance, they would agree with each other.

"What's the name of that song?"

"Sister!"

"Sister?" Winter frowned and said, "Isn't it a little vulgar!"

Feier stared at winter, but this time she was very persistent. "Winter, that's the name. I don't want to change it, because she represents my mind and soul. Didn't you just say that? Music, what you want is the soul.

Winter thought about it for a while and said with a smile, "Everything depends on our Xiaofei. Oh, by the way, Xiaofeifei, we will go back to the mainland tomorrow. I have informed Ah TING to take a few sets of photos for you. First, as a publicity, and another mainland poster must be made perfectly. You should be well prepared for tonight. You must choose a set of representative clothes. Well, let me think about it. No, I can't hold it. This time, ah, ah, perfect. It's natural. I'm excited to think about it. Xiao Feifei, you're going to be popular again!"

This dead brother danced and was as excited as he was going to have a baby. Feier looked at him like a naughty child, but he still sighed sincerely in his heart and whispered, "Winter, thank you!"

"Oh, you're welcome!"

Winter spoke and put the coffee by his mouth. The one he drank was delicious.

Fei'er's words were very few. One night, it was basically winter, the dead brother, who chattered here. He would not let go of any opportunity that could be used as publicity. It was not until almost 12 o'clock that he left. However, before going out, he still did not forget to tell Feier to be prepared. Also, you'd better make a mask before going to bed. This guy's skin care is more feminine than women.

Fei'er closed the door and sat quietly on the sofa. The unforgettable picture in her mind came to her mind again.

On a rainy night, the two men were running fast with a little girl in their arms. The rain was very heavy, as if it had bursting the dike. There were bursts of rain and fog on the road in front of them, and their eyes could not be opened.

But the two men did not hesitate at all. They did not dare to stop. The little girl who was held by the two of them trembled with cold, but she still gritted her teeth. Perhaps they also knew that this was running for their lives. The only thing they could do was to be obedient, and absolutely not coquettish in the arms of her parents. Crying.

Running behind him was a young man in his thirties, with short hair and a handsome face and resolute eyes. As he ran, he couldn't help looking back. Running in front of him was an old man in his sixties. In his arms was a six- or seven-year-old girl, old and weak, coupled with a sharp The muddy running with the road, one accidentally staggered to the ground.

The old man didn't have time to look at his injury, but quickly picked up the girl who also fell to the ground and asked anxiously in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Yue, what's the matter?"

The little girl shook her head obediently and asked softly, "Grandpa Hai, does it hurt?"

The old man shook his head, smiled bitterly, and struggled to get up. "Grandpa is fine."

At this time, the young man had already rushed to him. He stopped and helped the old man up.

"Uncle Hai, it's not a way for us to go on like this. They will catch up soon." The young man frowned.

The old man turned his head and looked behind. The rain was still so heavy, and he couldn't see anything clearly two or three meters ahead. It was dark and confused.

"Ruxiao, you take the two children first, and I'll stay to block them!"

The old man said firmly.

A wry smile flashed on the young man named Ruxiao's face. "Uncle Hai, you always think the same as I think. However, it's not the time to fight. You take the children first. I'll deal with them. You stay, and you have to die."

"Isn't it just death? I, Duan Jianghai, am still afraid of those beasts?

The old man was furious and pulled his fist tightly, but he couldn't help but feel bored in his chest. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He knew that he was really old. The battle just now had been injured, and he ran crazily. If he really wanted to stay, he probably couldn't stop it for a minute.

The young man suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Ruxiao, you, what are you doing?"

The old man was a little anxious, and the two little girls were also afraid to hug each other together at this moment. The rain hit the white and tender but cold purple cheeks. A flash of lightning passed, and the faces of the two girls were real in the heavy rain. Although they were only six or seven years old, at first glance, the two were simply the same model. It's the same, and it's a pair of standard beauty embryos. The sensible people don't say anything and don't know what will happen next. They can only snuggle with each other, hoping that this can reduce their fear.

The old man wanted to help him up like filial piety, but he still knelt firmly on the ground.

"Uncle Hai, for so many years, Zhang Ruxiao, remember everything you have done for the Zhang family. When my father died, he said that in his life, no one can be sorry for Duan Jianghai. He is a person who has abandoned his life for the Zhang family. Here, Ruxiao kowtowed three times for you!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for the old man to agree, and he hit his head three times on the muddy road.

"Ruxiao..." The old man was anxious to cry.

Zhang Ruxiao's face was firm, "Uncle Hai, the other party is about to catch up. The four of us run like this. The goal is too big. It's the right time for this heavy rain to cover up our whereabouts. However, it will take a while for you to take Xiaozhuo and Xiaoyue away. After I break up, I believe that I can delay this. For a while."

"Ru Xiao... Uncle Hai is old. Damn it, it's me!"

"Who said that if you stay, you will die? I will leave this life for revenge." Zhang Ruxiao's face was full of pain. He gritted his teeth and said again word by word, "Uncle Hai, go quickly. I'll give it to you, the two of them!"

Zhang Ruxiao stood up decisively, hugged the two little girls tightly in his arms, and kissed them fiercely on their foreheads. Tears fell down with rain.

"Dad, don't leave us. We'll stay with you!"

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

Zhang Ruxiao smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Dad just stayed to solve some things. Isn't Grandpa Hai with you? Remember Dad's words. In the future, you should be good, sensible, and learn to be strong, understand?

After saying that, he put his hand on the necks of the two little girls. There, they tied an ornament with a red rope. The left girl's neck was irregularly half-moon-shaped and blue, emitting a faint dark light in the dark. The ornaments tied by the girl on the right were all dark, but they were S-shaped. Both It's all half the length of the middle finger, and you can't tell what it is for a while.

Zhang Ruxiao looked at it twice, and finally turned his head and said coldly, "Uncle Hai, take them away!"

"Like filial piety..."

"Uncle Hai, listen to filial piety once, I beg you!" Zhang Ruxiao almost roared out of this sentence.

"Like filial piety, don't fall in love with war, life is the most important thing."

Duan Jianghai burst into tears, gritted his teeth, one by one, and ran out again with two little girls in his arms.

Later, there was a heartbreaking cry, "Dad, Dad... Whoo-hoo..."

Zhang Ruxiao's tears came out of his eyes like a broken line.

At this time, there was a sharp shout not far away, and two figures suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Ruxiao.

A man and a woman, an old man and a young man, or a mother, the man's face is gloomy and fierce, but the woman is smiling, strange and horrible, and it is still an old woman. On her left face, there is a shocking scar, which is unforgettable.

"Zhang Ruxiao, can you stop us alone? Haha..."

"Wolf's ambition, give back my wife's life!"

The man's figure shook and immediately took action, while the old woman laughed twice. In an instant, her figure actually emitted seven or eight figures. Through the rain curtain, all directions rushed to Zhang Ruxiao.