But she thought Cheng Yuan could understand what she meant, so she stopped explaining. The other party nodded, and then asked again with some confusion: "But just now Mr. Feng said that he would not force me, if I really fell in love..."

"This is impossible. Idols have to behead their heads when they fall in love. You must not do such stupid things, right? You are the one who wants to participate in the talent show. Now you have to cultivate your idol consciousness. In addition to singing and dancing, you also need to pay attention to this training. No, I have to ask you another teacher to teach you, otherwise you will not communicate with fans at that time, and you will soon get rid of your fans and climb the wall if you attract fans. Although it is unlikely, it is not good to say that, after all, there are so many unbelievable things in the entertainment industry..."

When he was about to arrive at the company, he encountered a red light. Cheng Yuan stopped and patted the steering wheel with his fingers, while looking back at Feng Ning casually, with a deep look: "Mr. Feng, can I ask you a question? Why do you think...I will definitely be able to debut? I can honestly tell you that I have no talent for singing and dancing, and I have not learned it systematically before. I have learned it from the teacher at that time. If I can't choose it, why do you trust me so much?"

How could an inexperienced new trainee afford Feng Ning's unconcealed attention? He only thought he was going to participate in the show, but he did not have the determination to debut. After all, there are so many handsome guys coming from all over the country, and he does not have any outstanding skills in the talent show. However, Feng Ning has expressed her expectations for him more than once, and believes that he will definitely be able to debut or make a high-level debut. Now he requires himself to have idol consciousness. He is very curious. This feeling of being trusted unconditionally has not appeared for a long time.

Even if his parents who care about him the most, it is difficult to do this to him. Feng Ning’s relationship with him now can only be regarded as a relatively familiar boss and subordinate at most.

Where did such trust and attention come from?

Cheng Yuan was very curious and wanted to find out.

Feng Ning was stopped and she was at a loss when her chattering was suddenly interrupted by Cheng Yuan. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuan's later question hit her heart. She immediately began to search in her heart why she believed Cheng Yuan so much, and in the end she could not get a satisfactory answer.

The person in front of her was so vivid, and the eyes that looked at her were so sincere and enthusiastic. Although there was no extra words, she could already feel Cheng Yuan's expectations. He was expecting him to give a reply that would satisfy him. But what is a satisfactory answer... She suddenly remembered a sentence she read in the book a few days ago: Can you tell me again the story of you choosing me from a bunch of puppies? Now Cheng Yuan turned his head and stared at her with a shiny look, as if he was unwilling to miss every subtle expression of her, his pupils were slightly enlarged, nervous and nervous.

Fearing that she answered and afraid that she would not answer, this contradictory mentality was repeatedly pulled in Cheng Yuan's heart. In the end, thousands of words turned into a look, combining thousands of thoughts and emotions, and was exposed nakedly in front of Feng Ning, without any concealment, bold and sincere.

Feng Ning wanted to speak several times, but was stabbed by Cheng Yuan's hot gaze and soon couldn't speak. Until the red light ended, Cheng Yuan had turned his head and drove the car intently. Feng Ning didn't speak either. The car arrived downstairs in five minutes, but neither of them got off first.

There seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the air, and both of them were silent and not talking. Feng Ning was worried about whether to open the door. When his eyes accidentally swept Cheng Yuan's side face, he was quickly attracted by the scene in front of him. From this perspective, Cheng Yuan's eyelashes were like feather fan, gently hitting the lower eyelid, projecting a small shadow, slender and dense, and just a side face had an indescribable ultimate charm.

"I can answer you now... because, I think you are really pretty. I believe no one will like this face if you look at it. Just this face, even if you are a beautiful waste and have no extraordinary specialty, I believe that countless fans will flock to you. The aesthetic may be diverse, but under the overwhelming beauty, I believe that everyone's eyes are very unified... If you can't make a debut, then I should doubt myself, whether this move was wrong."
Chapter completed!