"I have a cold and you still let me drink ice water? How presumptuous are you, a straight woman?!"
"Scumbag, please pay attention to your attitude. Others have to pay to listen to me. Even if I am weird, it is still an honor for you."
"Stop talking, if you keep doing this I'll kill you!"
He Yimeng didn't care: "Hang up. If you're just calling to get rid of your pain, then hang up."
"..."
Li Peifeng was silent for a few seconds. He Yimeng also gave him a step down and took the initiative to smile: "Did it not go well with taking them to meet their parents? Your parents don't agree and want you to separate?"
In just a few words, I was able to guess almost exactly what he said.
Li Peifeng sighed: "I just miss you, so I want to chat with you."
"you……"
He Yimeng paused for a moment, as if he wanted to ridicule, but quickly stopped, and his tone softened, with just the right amount of tenderness: "Let's talk then. In this case, the fact that you can talk to me shows that you care about me."
Trust me, I’m honored.”
Li Peifeng smiled bitterly: "There is no need to write it in such a written way. It makes me want to pay you consulting fees."
"Don't like this? Then why are you looking for me? Are you missing my beautiful body?"
"..."
He Yimeng's tone became ambiguous: "Do you want to use the phone? Lie down and I'll give it to you with my mouth..."
"Shut up!!"
"wrong answer."
He Yimeng put the microphone close to his mouth and murmured softly as if in a dream: "I have kissed you, and I am moving downwards little by little. My breakable lips have touched your handsome cheeks and firm chest muscles.
Then……"
Li Peifeng spoke righteously: "Is it interesting? Do you know what you are doing?"
He Yimeng's tone was slightly raised: "I'm making you horny. Stop talking nonsense and take off your pants. Do you do it yourself or should I help you?"
"I don't!"
"Then let me help you."
Li Peifeng forgot his first phone call
Who did we have sex with, but there is no doubt that he was deeply impressed by this time.
Why did Meng know that he knew his intentions and spoke nicely? In just ten minutes, Li Peifeng got his wish and gained a moment of warmth and comfort in the absurd real world.
But after hanging up the call with He Yimeng, Li Peifeng quickly calmed down after seeing the WeChat messages sent to him by several girls.
Wu Wenyue: "(Smile) Man Ning and I can't go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange. You can go by yourself."
Xu Manying: "Both Yueyue and I are very disappointed in you. When you return to Beijing tomorrow, don't contact us, or we will kill you!"
It may be that Li Peifeng's credibility is too low, which caused these two people to be deeply suspicious of his amnesia and have a bad attitude. However, they could not follow him to the Shanghai stock market as originally planned. Li also had expectations, so at this time
Not unexpected, I just replied with a headache emoticon, then felt guilty and silently canceled the ticket.
This time it's mine!
Next time, I must take Wenyue and Man Ning to Disneyland in Shanghai to make it up to them.
Even with this thought, the apology in Li Peifeng's heart could not go away for a long time.
Although he pretended to have amnesia to delay the matter, it was ultimately deception, a dirty and selfish method...
"Pa~"
Li Peifeng slapped himself decisively and hard, not only to awaken his conscience and let himself taste the real pain, but also to get out of his guilt and look at other unread messages.
Huang Tianxuan: "Like you, I have a plane ticket to go back to Hangzhou at noon tomorrow. But if I come here in vain, will you report the plane ticket?"
Li Peifeng was silent for a moment, typed a reply with three words "I'm sorry", and then initiated a transfer of 5,000 yuan.
Huang Tianxuan did not accept it, but just replied: "Get well soon, whether it is your brain amnesia or other psychological problems. You don't owe me anything, but you have to understand that we are not living in a dream, we are still bound by social relationships
, you need to be more sensible."
Li Peifeng rubbed his face, sighed softly, turned to the easel in the bedroom, opened the canvas, and admired the unfinished starry night painting, but within two minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Dong dong~"
"Mom? Let me stay alone for a while."
"it's me."
Li Peifeng didn't hesitate at the sound of Zhao Qingge's voice and decisively stood up and opened the door.
"Does your head still hurt?"
Zhao Qingge came in and took a look at the indoor environment. His eyes stayed on the painting for a second longer, then turned to look at Li Peifeng.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Sit down."
Li Peifeng moved a chair, but Zhao Qingge did not sit on it. He just said, "No, I'll just say a few words and leave."
"…You say."
"I'll stay here tonight and drive home tomorrow morning."
"..."
Li Peifeng stared at Zhao Qingge's calm eyes, waiting for the next step. Even if he could guess what Zhao Qingge was going to say in advance through heart-to-heart communication, he still had to listen to it again. In this case, he often felt that he didn't have this skill.
It has no other effect than making yourself suffer for a while longer.
"If you really have amnesia, I understand your amnesia. If the amnesia is fake, I also understand your hesitation."
Zhao Qingge finished speaking slowly, and then sighed inaudibly: "But I hope this is just once, and I won't lie to anyone again in the future, especially since you understand that you can't fool anyone, so why bother?"
Under Zhao Duoduo's see-through eyes and mixed emotions, Li Peifeng was unable to defend himself. He felt like a piece of pork belly, being skillfully pressed on the chopping board by Zhao Duoduo, while she was holding a knife and gesturing which one to start from.
The cut is more appropriate.
"Mature as soon as possible. Although you can keep evading, I really want you to take responsibility unswervingly."
Zhao Qingge pursed his lips and stared: "After all, you are still my student, and I have to be responsible for you."
"Even if you are greedy, selfish, vain, frivolous and despicable. I also know that after I am with you, I will be tortured all the time, but..."
Zhao Qingge stopped talking, took a breath, and asked sincerely: "You have your reasons, and you will change them, right?"
"..."
At this moment, Li Peifeng wanted to kiss him, so he used his own kiss to award Zhao Duoduo the "Best Tutor of North China Normal University" award.
But he restrained himself, not because he had to pretend to have amnesia, but because he was extremely smart, quick and studious, and could draw inferences from one example. He matured instantly under the guidance of his mentor and understood what self-restraint in love is.
Zhao Qingge said softly: "In addition to working during the winter vacation, I have to study more. If you figure it out, come back to me when school starts."
"Now, go to bed early."
After speaking, he turned around and left.
Li Peifeng resisted the desire to hug the other person from the back, watched the other person leave the room, and then slapped himself again.
It was impossible to sleep, and Li Peifeng was not sleepy at all. He covered the canvas, opened the suitcase, found a kraft paper notebook, opened it, and wrote a paragraph with the pen inside.
"Until today, I suddenly discovered that I have done all the scandalous things in the world despite the word love."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
After writing "I'm sorry" more than a dozen times, Li Peifeng felt that it was not enough to express his apology, so he simply drew a cartoon character crying and kneeling on the ground. With just a few strokes, it was vivid and very much like Li himself.
But after finishing the painting, Li Peifeng felt it didn't look good, so he crossed out the little man who was kneeling and crying, and redrawn a little man who was sitting and smoking, with a melancholy look on his face, and finally he wrote a big dialog box above the little man;
"A man has gold at his knees, and a man will not let go of tears. I will hide everything in my heart until I die of heart failure caused by heavy stress at the age of more than 400 years old. That is a pure man! Men must fight~fight~
~Men, don’t drink to drown your sorrows~ Who can understand your sorrow~~”
…
At seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Li Peifeng, who had not slept all night, took a taxi to the airport alone with his luggage. He did not sleep because he finally discovered that "the clown is actually me", so he felt guilty and coded all night long.
He took a taxi there alone because no one wanted to give him a lift.
Xu Maning, Huang Tianxuan, and Zhao Qingge all went with him and basically set off at the same time as Li Peifeng. However, since they got up early, they had basically not spoken to Li Peifeng. Their attitude of being strangers also made Li have no idea of going with him.
Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi were very worried about Li Peifeng's injury, so they wanted to go to Shanghai to attend the annual meeting with him. However, they were busy renovating their new home, and they thought it would be better to let their son go alone, so they gave up the idea.
The trauma on Li Peifeng's head also healed quickly. After one night, the bleeding forehead had scabbed over and there was no need to wrap it with gauze. The wound was almost invisible when the bangs on his forehead were lowered. This may be one of the reasons why the two elders gave up accompanying him.
“Go to Yongle Bay Airport.”
"okay!"
Li Peifeng sat in the taxi and looked at the scenery outside the window for a while. After calming down his irritable mind, he continued to take out his mobile phone to code.
Arrive at the airport, board the plane, and continue coding.
The flight of more than two hours passed by in a blink of an eye. It is worth mentioning that during the flight and disembarkation, two girls struck up a conversation and tried to ask for Li Peifeng's WeChat account, but they were declined by him on the excuse that the friend slot was full.
The first one just gave up, while the second girl, who was more fashionably dressed, fair and delicate, planned to give Li Peifeng a ride after getting off the plane.
"A friend is coming to pick me up. You can take my car. Aren't you going to the Expo Intercontinental Hotel? You're on your way!"
"No, no, I've already booked a private car..."
"Hey, hey, hey, go back, go back, there's no need to spend that money, come with me quickly, I'm a prostitute, I know the way."
The kindness was hard to refuse, and Li Peifeng refused several times, but in the end he was forced into the car by the little girl named Ai Lian.
The car I picked up was a white Mercedes-Benz G, with the license plate: "Shanghai a·z0333"
Moreover, the friend who picked up Ailian is also a good-looking girl. She is probably in her twenties or twenties, with a bit of a royal sister look. Although her mouth is as soft and coquettish as Ailian, the contrast is easier.
Leaves a rather deep impression.
"Xiaolian, who is this?" Although Sister Yu asked, her eyes were fixed on Li Peifeng, who was wearing a mask, and she couldn't take her eyes away.
"A friend I met when we got off the plane."
Ai Lian winked at the imperial sister, with a hint of showing off in her eyes, and then turned to introduce to Li Peifeng: "Just call her Leelee. The international student who returned from winter vacation is also a good friend of mine."
"Hello." Li Peifeng took off his mask, smiled politely, and then moved his and Ailian's luggage to the car.
"what's the situation?!"
Lily bit her lower lip, hit Elian hard, and suppressed her excitement and spoke to her in English in a low voice: "greek
god
just
in
front
of
Me! (The Greek god is right in front of me) I have never seen this before, it’s so handsome!”
"Have you learned a lot?"
Ailian smiled proudly: "I shamelessly dragged you here to let you gain experience. I agreed in advance that I would take the first step and leave it to you if I can't figure it out."
Lily was noncommittal, took out the key and said: "Get in the car, you drive your car?"
"In a dream, you will be the driver and I will sit in the back with him!"
Ever since, Ai Lian pulled Li Peifeng into the back seat again...
Along the way, the two girls kept talking and looking back and forth at Li Peifeng. Even if Lily was driving, she would often use the rearview mirror to observe Li's face.
And Li Peifeng has become accustomed to this. After the system has been modified, walking on the street with his good looks is indeed a sign that he relies on his handsomeness to commit crimes and has walking hormones.
Not to mention women, there are men who sent him private messages on Douyin to express... I can't think about it, thinking about Li Peifeng makes me sick.
Although he turned off the halo of his image spokesperson today, the current situation still happened.
Girls in cosmopolitan cities are just different, they never hide and tuck in, they are too proactive!
As they chatted along the way, the girls Ailian and Lily learned about Li Peifeng's identity as a writer and the purpose of his trip, and their attitude became more enthusiastic. They threatened to take him to have fun, see the local customs of Shanghai, and make friends...
…
Li Peifeng was noncommittal, neither rejecting nor agreeing. He always had a polite smile on his face, but perhaps sensing his alienation, Lily, the driver, took action.
She drove the car very slowly on purpose, as if Li Peifeng didn't agree, she would hit the brakes.
So when it came to parting, Li Peifeng, forced by the situation and feeling embarrassed, finally gave them his WeChat ID and was able to get off the bus.
"Huh~ Boys must be careful when going out!!"
Li Peifeng felt that he was in the car just now. If he showed a little affection towards the two girls, Lily and Ailian might also get off the car with him and enter the hotel together. You can also imagine the story behind them.
Once again impressed by the openness and enthusiasm of metropolitan girls, Li Peifeng walked into the hotel and called editor Xia Sheng.
What he didn't know was that the two girls just now were just a small "trouble" for the handsome guy, and the bigger "trouble" was yet to come.
When Li Peifeng arrived at the private room of the five-star hotel reserved by the terminal group for its writers, he met the editor Xia Shengzhenren for the first time. The latter was also the same, and his tone was full of disgust...
"Rub that, he's even more handsome than the photo."
Li Peifeng smiled and said politely: "No, I can't compare to you, brother."
"Okay, okay, let's go eat. It's lunch time. Let's chat while we eat."
Lunch was in the hotel. It was a buffet with unlimited supply of lobster, abalone, and king crab. The dishes were delicious and rich. Li Peifeng also got to know many fellow Internet writers through this opportunity.
What the eldest son of the Sun family, I eat rice, the little strange beans of Tiancan, the talking Houyan and many other great gods, but after all, it was the first time to attend the annual meeting. Li Peifeng was so angry that he just said hello and did not talk in detail.
, he instead chatted more with Xia Sheng.
"The program of the annual meeting officially starts the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow the writers will rehearse, mainly the awards ceremony and the speech. You have to be mentally prepared and write a good manuscript. Talk about the creative process. It doesn't need to be too much. Five or six
A hundred words will suffice..."
"There are still speeches?" Li Peifeng expressed surprise, Xia Sheng nodded: "I added it later, Mr. Chen meant that there will be a meeting after you finish the meal. Mr. Chen will host it, and you and some of the authors who are on stage will participate."
Li Peifeng raised his eyebrows: "Why are you asking me to speak? In the past, wasn't it only those platinum celebrities who sold their copyrights at high prices, or the new male video star who could speak on stage? My commercial value is not that high, right?"
Xia Sheng glanced at him: "You have to know something about your face."
According to Xia Sheng's hint, the general idea is that the top management of the terminal wanted to hype Li Peifeng's appearance and get a name similar to that of a male god writer, so as to change the public's stereotyped image of Internet writers.
After all, Internet writers are generally perceived as fat men in their thirties, sitting in front of the computer with a decadent, unkempt and greasy look. The sudden appearance of someone like Li Peifeng is very topical.
Moreover, Li Peifeng himself had a good effect in driving traffic on Douyin before. After the top management of the terminal learned about it, they naturally wanted to give a little help.
Let "one or two trends in the world" appear on Shanghai TV stations and target national audiences and netizens. Maybe it will become popular outside the circle, change the public's image of Internet writers, and let more people who watch the program become the payers of the end.
user.
Capital is profit-seeking, and in the final analysis, it is not a big sacrifice to show "one or two trends in the world" at the annual meeting. On the other hand, Li Peifeng is now a writer under the terminal. The platinum contract was signed last year and will be repaid when it expires.
Early on, he and the end of the world had a mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial relationship.
"Okay, just talk." Li Peifeng thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Then I will write a speech after meeting Mr. Chen."
Xia Sheng hummed, took a mouthful of food, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to bring your family and friends? I've already left you four or five audience tickets for the party, so why did you end up like this?"
Did you come by yourself?"
Li Peifeng sighed and answered the question: "Have you ever eaten instant noodles?"
"What do you mean?" Xia Sheng waved the big tongs in his hand: "If you don't want to eat king crab, you want to eat instant noodles?"
"You definitely won't be able to make instant noodles."
"?"
"Because you don't want to open any pot!"
Xia Sheng frowned slightly and nodded again: "The article is just like the person, very witty! The speech can be written in this style!"
This chapter has been completed!