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It feels like an explosion inside the skull.

It exploded into fireworks and flew into the sky, then crackled into light.

Hold on! Xu Dixing, you have to stabilize! You have been spitting one after another in front of Aidou today! This last moment must be cherished! ! !

She slowly loosened her clenched tooth roots, breathing out her breath indifferently, and then took the mechanical puppy handed by Cen Feng seriously.

Because the battery is installed, the puppy's tail has been swaying up and down, and the body also swayed, revealing an ugly and ugly mechanical sense.

Xu Zhexing carefully cradled it in his palm. After watching it for a long time, he looked up and said to Cen Feng seriously: "Brother, thank you, I like it very much!"

With that tone and expression, it seemed that what he sent was not a worthless puppy assembled at hand, but a pearl of the East China Sea.

Cen Feng shivered slightly.

He put the rest of the parts back in his bag and stood up carrying his shoulder bag. His expression was still indifferent, but his tone was much softer than when they first met. "I like it."

Xu Jiexing was so excited that her ears were blushing, and even her green face was stained with a thin layer of blush. She restrained the tremor in her voice and whispered, "Brother, I don't know when I will meet you again next time. Seeing you this time feels that you are a little thinner. Actually, boys do n’t need to be so thin, you eat more. "

It seemed that Cen Feng didn't expect her to say this, but he froze for a moment before nodding.

Xu Zixing laughed, holding the puppy who was still shaking his tail back two steps, and waved his hand slightly: "Brother goodbye."

Cen Feng said: "Goodbye."

He put his backpack on his shoulders, turned around and left, put on his hat and mask again, and turned into a teenager who was not close to anyone. Walking far away, he glanced back.

The little girl stood still, looking in his direction, saw him turn around, and waved her hand obediently.

They were too far apart to see her face clearly, but Cen Feng thought, she must be smiling.

Today the company was on holiday. When I returned to the dormitory, three other roommates were there, squeezing on the sofa in the living room to watch the shootout. The laughter of several people suddenly disappeared from the moment he entered the room, leaving only the sound of gunfire in the movie in the entire living room.

Cen Feng did not care, and went straight back to his room.

Since the last time he almost threw Yin Chang from the window, Yin Chang has never been a demon again, at least he never came to brush his presence in front of him again. The other two roommates used to think he was not easy to get along with, but now they think he is a lunatic who will pull you and die together.

A little afraid of him.

However, in this case, the three people kept their mouths together, and did not say to the outside that Yin Chang felt embarrassed, and the other two did not want to cause trouble. In case Cen Feng hated them, one day he went crazy and touched their room in the middle of the night to kill them. How to do?

Everyone is scared to death.

As soon as Cen Feng's door was closed, the two roommates looked at each other, looked at Yin Chang, who looked bad in the middle, and lowered his voice to comfort: "It's okay, as long as he doesn't mess with him, he won't take care of us."

Yin Chang nodded reluctantly.

One of them said: "The next year will be elected, we strive to be elected, we can not live with him."

The other was not optimistic: "There are only more than one hundred trainees, and there are only seven debut positions, and we may not be able to win the election." Maybe he will be selected, that's fine, he moved out, and the effect is the same in the end. "

Yin Chang's teeth clenched tightly, and his inner tide surged.

The toilet sewer in the training room was blocked two days ago. He went to the toilet on the first floor of the executives upstairs. He overheard that the company's newly-arranged artist director who was specifically responsible for the debut of trainees was asking about Cen Feng.

A greasy middle-aged male smirked and asked, "Brother, what's this?"

The other party smiled and replied, "It's prickly enough, wild enough, tame, and very fulfilling, isn't it?"

The two made a frivolous laugh, and Yin Chang stood stiffly next door, daring not to move. He is not small anymore, of course he can understand what those two people mean.

I have long heard that this circle is not clean, but I did not expect it to come so fast.

At first he was still gloating, Cen Feng was stared at by such disgusting people, and he knew what was going to happen.

But it was not until just now that the two roommates mentioned the few debuts that he realized that such disgusting people dragged their destiny.

And this person, Fen Feng, whether it is lure or trade, as long as Cen Feng nodded, his debut position must be his.

Will he agree?

No ... No, people like Cen Feng know nothing about it. How could he agree that he would n’t kill him.

But in case?

That's one of the miles' debut.

This is the first group to be launched since the company signed the trainee, and it will inevitably give the best resources and publicity. Once debut, countless flowers and applause, popularity, money, status, such a big temptation, will Cen Feng really refuse?

Once he refused, not only would he not be able to get out of the way, this would directly offend the top management, and he would never be able to mix in Zhongtian again.

Yin Chang thinks for himself ...

If it was him ...

If it were him, he would n’t, and there was no courage to refuse.

He understands his strength. In this place where everyone is working hard, his efforts are just normal and simply not enough to make him stand out.

He doesn't have the eye-catching beauty and figure of Cen Feng, nor the unique temperament of Cen Feng.

This was the case when I first entered the company two years ago. Like a teenager struggling out of the tremendous ice, there was still a raging fire in the body, cold and gentle, silent and kind.

Now, the fire in his body has gone out, and his temperament has changed, but his mother seems more attractive than before? ? ?

Why is this person so maverick anyway? Always the brightest one?

And he?

He was small, beautiful, and restrained, and he was a forgotten existence at a glance.

Obviously, his appearance is not bad, even at Zhongtian's superior level, but it is not comparable to Cen Feng. How did that executive describe Cen Feng?

Enough thorn, wild enough.

Yin Chang looked down at his thin arms and legs, and a ridiculous thought came out.

Why can't he?

Such a temperament can be changed.

The ready-made model is here, he can learn according to it.

Does the company stipulate that only Cen Feng can take this route? Why should he be obedient and docile, why can't he be a dazzling and unique existence?

His shoulders were photographed twice, and the roommate called him: "Why the god! Go and see, the climax is up, the actor is going to take revenge!"

Yin Chang glanced at the TV and suddenly stood up: "I went to the company to train."

The roommate was stunned: "Are you sick? Is it easy to take a vacation and toss yourself?"

Yin Chang smiled and walked back to the room. He quickly changed into a training suit and asked his roommate: "Where is your jar of muscle-enhancing protein powder? I'll make a drink."

The roommate was happy: "Why are you drinking that thing? It's when you grow your body."

Yin Chang said: "I try."

The roommate pointed upstairs: "My room, take it yourself."

He quickly mixed the egg white powder and went out carrying the cup. Two roommates chatted in a low voice: "How did he become weird?"

"It may have been stimulated by Cen Feng. You can see that Cen Feng hit him that day. He didn't have the strength to fight back."

"Then he is taking this route, the little white rabbit in the company, should he become Cen Feng, is he still called the little white rabbit."

The two talked a few words and continued to watch TV.

The sound outside did not affect Cen Feng. He sorted out the books and mechanical parts he bought today and sat at the desk and took out his notebook to start reading.

There are many mechanical models on the desk.

Small robots, mechanical dogs, airplanes, small tanks, and three long trains. He usually practiced his hands.

When an engineer was his childhood dream.

At that time, I didn't really know what the engineer was doing, except that the neighbor who lived next door at the time was the engineer. His family eats meat every day, and the children in their family wear brand new clothes and leather shoes every day, and there are countless sweets and snacks.

Every time someone in the town talks about the neighbor's house, it is an envious tone: "The men in her family are engineers, but they are very powerful and make a lot of money."

So when he was young, he thought, when he grows up, he has to be an engineer, earn a lot of money, and eat meat every day.

And dreams always run counter to reality.

Once again, he had no expectations of this world, but he did not have the idea of ​​dying again. When the contract expires and leaves Zhongtian, we must live.

His studies have long been interrupted, and it is impossible to continue now. When it's time to leave here, be an ordinary person, have the skills to survive, and don't starve to the streets.

The desk lamp cast a shadow of varying sizes on the desk.

Cen Feng turned his pen around, and when he looked up, his eyes fell on the mechanical dog. After thinking about it, reach over and unscrew the button. The mechanical dog staggered up and down on the table, and his limbs and tail were extremely flexible.

In fact, the mechanical dog given to the little girl today is a little rough. At that time, the conditions were limited and it could only be assembled that way.

But she didn't dislike it at all and couldn't be happier.

How can it be so easy to satisfy?

What is the game she said called?

Cen Feng thought for a while, reached out to open the computer, and entered a few words of the Paris Fashion Design Contest in his browser.

The page jumped out quickly.

Seeing the introduction of the scale of the game, the always calm and indifferent eyes finally fluctuated. She won the championship in such an international competition?

He moved the mouse and clicked into the video titled the smallest champion designer in history.

The little girl's figure appeared on the screen. The judges were awarding the picture. She smiled happily. When she took the microphone, she was naive and happy.

Finally, she looked at the camera and Cen Feng heard her say: "Thank you for my light, I will always love you."

The eyes were warm and bright, and they looked exactly the same every time he looked at him.

He ordered a pause, and the picture was frozen. He stared at the screen for a long time. For a long time, he laughed self-deprecatingly. It turned out that it was only her eyes that looked at the world. He was just fortunate enough to enter her line of sight, thereby gaining such warmth.

She will release goodwill and care for him as a stranger, and will use the same enthusiasm to love her beam of light.

He never envyed anyone.

But at this moment, he really envied the light in her mouth.

Loved by such a beautiful and warm person, that person must be very happy.

Cen Feng buttoned his computer blankly.