The Twenty-Eighth Night (2)
She spent this week in an expectant mood, and Er Huang’s wound recovered well, which made her happier.
However, Feng Jing had not been as happy this entire week. There wasn’t a day Qin Fan didn’t visit him, ask after his everyday life, and talk about his ‘feelings’.
“Manager Qin, I am a celebrity under you, not your prisoner!” Feng Jing protested unbearably.
Qin Fan glanced at him and said, “Originally, I didn’t need to scrutinize you like this, but your ‘criminal record’’s piled too high, and your credibility points in my eyes are already in the negatives.”
“I really won’t go back to Watertown Apartments, trust me.”
“I only believe myself.”
Feng Jing: “—”
He looked at the time, it was past four o’clock. Qin Fan had no intention of leaving yet. If it continued like this, he could get late for the concert this evening. He went to the toilet as an excuse and secretly took his mobile phone to the bathroom.
After looking through the contacts for a while, he sent a message to his good brother Meng Xiangchuan for help.
【Feng Jing: Brother, help me find a way to get Qin Fan away.】
【Meng Xingchuan: … Brother, what do you want to do again?】
【Feng Jing: Nothing, I just want to go to Pumpkin’s concert!】
【Meng Xingchuan: Then you can tell him directly! He doesn’t limit your freedom, does he?】
【Feng Jing: I’m worried he will go together with me!】
【Meng Xingchuan: Be honest, do you really just want to go to a concert?】
【Feng Jing: Really, you know I’ve always liked Pumpkin!】
【Meng Xingchuan: All right, don’t trick me with a trap you’ve dug!1It’s a popular saying, “Digging a hole to let people sink” to trick them.】
… Feng Jing suddenly felt a pang of guilt. But considering how this wasn’t the first time he had dug a pit for Meng Xingchuan to fall into, there wasn’t much psychological burden to bear!
Soon after Feng Jing returned from the washroom, Qin Fan received a call from Meng Xingchuan’s Assistant.
- “Manager Qin! Brother Meng suddenly has a stomachache on the filming site! It seems very serious!”
Qin Fan frowned. “What did he eat?”
- “No, nothing special- Oh, why did you fall ill, Big Brother Meng! (இ_இ)”
“—” Qin Fan picked his coat up and went out. “I’ll be there soon.”
Feng Jing inwardly rejoiced, Meng Xingchuan was really a reliable one.
“What’s wrong, did something happen?” Feng Jing used his acting skills to fully prove that his film emperor title wasn’t obtained for naught.
“Something’s happened on Meng Xingchuan’s side. I’ll go. You better honestly stay at home,” Qin Fan said.
Feng Jing said with surprise, “What happened to Meng? What’s the matter? Is it serious?”
“I don’t know yet. We’ll talk later.” Saying so, Qin Fan opened the door and left in a rush.
Feng Jing watched Qin Fan’s car drive away, quickly returned to his room to change his clothes, and called Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran was in the midst of picking clothes when she saw Feng Jing’s call, she quickly answered.
- “Mr. Feng, hello.”
“Hello.” Hearing Jiang Ran’s voice, Feng Jing couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth. “I’m going to pick you up now. Do you want to eat something first?”
- “I ate some leftover food from noon.” Jiang Ran was a little excited. “Ah, I’m so excited now, I’m not hungry at all.”
Feng Jing laughed and said, “I’ll buy some bread and water and put them in the car. You can eat when you are hungry.”
“Ok.”
“Woof, woof.” Er Huang saw Jiang Ran going out and followed her out too.
Jiang Ran touched his head and said, “I’m going to the concert of my favorite band, so happy.”
“Woof, woof.”
“No, I can’t take you there, so you obediently stay at home, I will be back soon.”
“Woof!”
Jiang Ran talked with Er Huang until Feng Jing’s car arrived downstairs. She trotted out of the building and saw the familiar Cayenne.
“Mr. Feng, long time no see.” As she spoke, she found her words strange. In fact, it hadn’t been long at all, just a week.
“Long time no see,” Feng Jing smiled and brought up a big bag of snacks from the back seat. “See if there are any snacks you like.”
“Wow, you bought so much.” Jiang Ran was surprised when she held the shopping bag he handed over.
“I just bought without thinking,” Feng Jing said.
Jiang Ran laughed, chose a box of biscuits, and opened them.
Tonight’s concert was in the city stadium. Though there was still an hour left before the opening, the outside was already full of people. Backstage VIP passes in hand, Feng Jing brought Jiang Ran to the VIP lounge first. When the staff showed them the way, she wondered if it was Feng Jing’s face under the mask.
A backstage VIP pass was something only someone with connections could obtain. Their tickets had the best seats, and they were very likely to be for an industry insider. But even if the staff was curious, they did not dare ask. After all, people who held such VIP tickets were generally those one couldn’t afford to offend.
A poster for the concert tonight was hung up in the lounge, Jiang Ran rushed over when she saw it. “Oh my god, Ray is so handsome!”
Ray was the lead singer of Pumpkin, a rock band from the ’90s. Back then, any member of the rock band without the trademark long hair would be ashamed to call themselves a rocker. As such, even this style of punk couldn’t hide Ray’s beautiful and sexy face. Now, after ten years, he seemed even more handsome.
Although Ray was also his favorite idol, Feng Jing couldn’t help asking, “Then who do you think is more handsome, he or Feng Jing?”
“The two of them have totally different styles. Their beauty is also different.”
Feng Jing’s imaginary tail rose again. Jiang Ran enjoyed the poster until it was time for the concert to begin. The audience began filling in, the outside became noisy.
Feng Jing and Jiang Ran also walked out of the lounge and followed the staff to their place. The VIP section was separated by railings on either side, there was even a small sofa in the area. This sort of treatment really surprised Jiang Ran. Her impression of a concert was where one stood and stayed high throughout.
A few girls not far from their seats were chatting casually, one of them accidentally saw Feng Jing’s side face, and took a photo with the camera in her hand.
【#Waiting for the opening of Pumpkin’s resurgence concert, I seem to have met Feng Jing ??????】