Zhou Mingyu: "Then what are you going to do?"

Cen Feng: "I plan to block you."

Zhou Mingyu: “…ying.”

After hanging up the phone, Cen Feng sat in the driver's seat for a while, and then clicked on the screenshot just now.

He was used to the cute and coquettish style of his paintings when chatting with this avatar. Suddenly, he saw a cold tone on the screenshot and was really uncomfortable.

Looking at the warmth-free "busy chasing stars", Imagine her expression at that time.

It's so cute.

Cen Feng couldn't help laughing and finally deleted the chat history.

He didn't call her to question anything. Although he knew that he could call her back from S City immediately with just one phone call, her life should not be interfered with by anyone.

Cen Feng started the car again.

When Wen Xingjia arrived, Wen Xiaoke came to pick him up from afar, holding the new robot and couldn't let go.

After lunch, I played with Wen Xiaoke for a while, helped him repair the robot he had broken before, and then followed Wen Xing to the theater.

Today is the first performance of the drama.

Wen Xing graduated from the Central Academy of Drama. Not many of his classmates are still active in the film and television industry. Some change careers, some turn behind the scenes, some still struggle in the 18th rays, and some change dramas like Jiang Songming.

Jiang Songming actually knew Cen Feng. When he arrived in the backstage, he hugged Wen Xing first, and then smiled and said, "Wow, I brought me such a hot child. The audience will be lively in a while."

Cen Feng handed over the flowers he bought on the road: "Teacher Jiang, I wish you a smooth performance."

The backstage was clamoring, and the actors with makeup were passing by, preparing for a while to go on stage, everyone's face was filled with excitement of both expectation and nervousness.

Cen Feng is quite familiar with the atmosphere.

Although one was acting on stage and the other was dancing on stage, they were all performing on stage and their mentality was similar. There was a little girl wearing a student skirt from the Republic of China with two small braids and was still nervously wiping her tears in the corner. The woman wearing a cheongsam next to her was comforting her.

Wen Xing and Jiang Songming chatted for a while, and when the show was about to start, they took Cen Feng to the audience.

He took off his hat after sitting down, but he still attracted attention and wore a mask. Their position was in the first row, and every corner of the stage could be clearly seen.

This is Cen Feng’s first time watching a drama.

When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, separation and death are staged in front of you. You can see the vivid expressions on the actors' faces and be attracted by their rich eyes and lines, making people feel immersive.

When the scene was changing, Wen Xing lay in his ear and said, "Look at you watching it seriously, how about you? Do you like it?"

Cen Feng nodded: "It's amazing."

Wen Xing laughed: "I'm planning a drama recently and I just got the copyright."

Cen Feng turned his head and looked over.

Wen Xing asked: "Have you seen "Flying Over the Crazy Asylum"?"

Cen Feng said: "I have only watched movies."

Wen Xing raised his eyebrows at him: "How is it? Are you interested?"

Cen Feng was really stunned for a while.

He realized that he was not joking, so he smiled and shook his head: "I can't do it, I can't even act."

Wen Xing's statement was the same as Wu Zhiyun: "How can you know that you don't know if you haven't tried it?" He paused and said, "If you are interested, there is a character in the book, I think it is very suitable for you."

Cen Feng was silent for a while.
Chapter completed!