After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the New Year is over.

In fact, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Qingfeng felt that the festive atmosphere had already dissipated.

After resting for a few days, he gradually got back into work mode. He started with Aofei Sports. The endorsement contract was almost negotiated before the New Year. On the first day of work after the New Year, he went to the other company's headquarters with Zhu Zhichang to sign the three-year endorsement contract.

The annual endorsement fee of 10 million is already the remuneration for first-line artists. As a brand spokesperson, he can also get a share of the sales of new products during his tenure as spokesperson. It can be said that the conditions are extremely generous.

Recently, I have been mainly cooperating with brand promotions and shooting new pictorials and advertisements.

The filming of the variety show "Sounds in the Ears" was also not interrupted. After a week-long break during the Chinese New Year, the recording of a new episode continued.

Speaking of which, this six-month variety show is coming to an end.

The program was recorded in October last year and aired a month later in November, which means the last episode was recorded in March and the whole program was aired in April.

"But according to Brother Xu, the program has planned a special episode, which will be filmed in March."

Lu Qingfeng said this on the way home after recording a new episode.

Zhu Zhichang in the front row also knew about this.

"The assistant director has communicated with us and asked you guests to set aside a week. After filming this special, it will be almost over."

"The deputy director of the Philharmonic Orchestra, who is in charge of performances, has also contacted me. They also need to confirm your time for this year's concert schedule."

"Then please, Brother Zhu, coordinate with them. Ah, it seems like things are getting busier and busier."

Lu Qingfeng lay down on the chair. He didn't know if it was because of the post-New Year syndrome, but after resting for too long, his body and mind became lazy and he didn't want to work.

Zhu Zhichang laughed.

“This shows that popularity is growing.”

"That's true."

He just complained.

For him, his idol career has just begun and it is not time to rest yet.

"By the way, when did you arrange with the crew for 'Mythical Romance'?"

"Next Mon."

Lu Qingfeng calculated that school would start right after this incident, he had finished writing several novels, submitted the ones he needed to submit, and also finalized the song selection for his first music album. The next step was recording.

When I think about it, I really have a lot to do.

I was chatting with my agent about work arrangements along the way, and the nanny car stopped outside the community gate.

He put on a long down jacket, black-framed glasses, a hat, and a mask and got out of the car. It snowed lightly yesterday, and the weather was gloomy today. The temperature in Yanjing dropped below zero again.

After saying goodbye to Brother Zhu and was about to go home, I suddenly saw a new bakery nearby. Somehow I suddenly felt greedy, so I went in and bought a few small cakes.

"I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth. I just know him."

As I was carrying the bag out of the bakery, I heard an angry voice. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a group of kids around twelve or thirteen years old gathered together, arguing about something.

Among them was a little girl whom he knew. She was the child of the owner of the breakfast shop he often went to.

Holding a book in my hand, the cover is "The Blue Shore"

"Boasting, bragging, your parents only buy spicy soup, how could they possibly know Lu Qingfeng?"

Leading the group was a little fat boy with a mushroom-shaped haircut and a black down jacket, who made faces and laughed, and several other children around him followed suit.

"A toad has no belly button; he pats his chest and brags. He is a boaster."

The little girl's face turned red with anxiety, tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall. She stared and shouted.

"I'm not bragging, I just know him. He often comes to my house for breakfast. If you don't believe me, come to my shop every day and wait for him."

"I'm not going. My mom said your house is unsanitary."

The little girl's tears suddenly flowed down.

Lu Qingfeng knew what was going on. He thought about the name of the breakfast shop owner.

I heard the old diners who often go there call him Lao Xiao.

He took off his mask and glasses, and heard the other person calling his name, so he must have known him.

"Xiao Xiao."

He walked towards the group of children and shouted when he got close. Because he didn't know the girl's name, he used reduplication to show his close relationship with her.

Several children who heard the sound looked over.

"Wow, Lu Qingfeng."

Today's junior high school students, who have never played with their parents' mobile phones, are more receptive to cutting-edge information on the Internet than many of the older generation. Coupled with his identity as a fairy tale writer and his highly recognizable face, he is more popular among young people than many celebrities.

As soon as he appeared, he was recognized.

The mushroom-haired boy pointed at him and exclaimed.

Lu Qingfeng was unhappy.

"How can you be so rude to call me brother?"

While talking, he came to their side and spoke to the girl naturally.

"When did you come back? Is your store open? It was closed during the Chinese New Year, and I had nowhere to go for breakfast."

The tone was familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.

When Lu Qingfeng arrived, the girl's eyes were dazed. It was not until he spoke to her that she came to her senses. She first lowered her head nervously, and then became shy.

Although she said that she knew Lu Qingfeng, it should be said that they had only seen each other inside the store when he came to have breakfast. They had never spoken a word to each other, so they could only be considered strangers.

She was afraid that Lu Qingfeng would expose her.

Until I heard the specific words and realized that he was helping me.

I raised my head and glanced at him.

The incredibly handsome older brother looked at her with a smile on his face, his face flushed. But when he saw his little friend who had just questioned him looking at him with envy, he felt very proud.

"I got back yesterday. My dad said I should take a day off and clean up before opening the store tomorrow."

"Oh, I'll go over there tomorrow. Are they your friends? I bought some cakes, you can share them."

Lu Qingfeng took a look and saw that there were five people, which was exactly the same number of small cakes he bought.

The girl hesitated and didn't dare to answer.

Lu Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Don't be embarrassed, we are friends. You can treat me to spicy soup next time."

As he spoke, he blinked.

The girl then accepted it.

"Have fun, friends should get along well with each other, bye."

I waved goodbye and left. Not far away, I heard the excited voices of several children surrounding the girl.

"Xiao Zijuan, do you really know classmate Xiao Lu? That's amazing!"

"Does he really go to your store for breakfast every morning? I'll ask my parents to take me there in the future."

"He asked us to call him brother..."

……

Lu Qingfeng smiled and entered the apartment.

While waiting for the elevator, my cell phone rang. I took it out and saw that it was from Yang Xiuxiu.

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