You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

Fu Nanfeng, who was sitting next to Song Buci, felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. He took it out, took a look at it, and then began to reply to him.

【Fu Nanfeng: Didn’t I say that? 】

【Fu Nanfeng: You must be hard of hearing.】

Fu Nanfeng: Next time, don't make me a table full of spicy dishes. Make a few non-spicy ones.

Fu Xipei looked at his brother's words and raised his head to glare at him angrily.

Those black eyes were filled with anger. Song Buci, who was eating next to him, looked around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you two going to eat?"

Fu Nanfeng looked away calmly and then said with a smile, "Eat."

Hearing this, Song Buci nodded, then lowered his head and continued eating with his chopsticks.

Fu Nanfeng, who was sitting next to her, picked up some food for her and occasionally put a piece of meat or two into her bowl.

His eyes were gentle, and Fu Xipei, who was sitting opposite him, was stunned.

When did his brother become so gentle?

The look in his eyes when he looked at people was like a pool of spring water that could drown people.

Song Buci didn't know what the two brothers were doing, he just felt that today's meal was quite appetizing.

It’s not all spicy, some are hot and sour, and very appetizing.

After the meal, Fu Nanfeng instructed his brother to clean up the dishes. Song Buci wanted to help but was rejected: "Sister Song, you should just sit down. I can do it."

Fu Xipei was sure that if Song Buci touched this bowl, his brother would definitely pack him up and throw him back to the Free Country overnight.

Thinking about having to face that crazy woman when he goes back, Fu Xipei decided to just wash the dishes and cook.

He wanted a more stable life and didn't want to be bothered by that somewhat paranoid woman every day.

I obediently put the dishes into the dishwasher, and when I came to the living room, I saw the two of them watching TV together.

Fu Xipei walked over and sat down, then took out his cell phone and pretended to play, but his eyes fell on Song Buci from time to time.

She has become even more beautiful, with long and smooth hair, which looks particularly beautiful with her face.

Sitting there, smiling and chatting with his brother, he looked even more beautiful and charming.

No wonder his brother has been thinking about it for so many years.

In the free country, we all live by that picture.

Looking away, Fu Xipei secretly thought that this person would be his sister-in-law from now on.

I believe his brother will marry Song Buci in the future.

Moreover, my parents like Song Buci very much. In the past few years, whenever they hear news about the Song family, they will sit together to discuss it.

In the future, you should try to please your sister-in-law more. If you make his brother angry, your sister-in-law will protect you.

Song Buci sat there and chatted for a while, and after relaxing, he began to feel sleepy.

Heads were nodding, and Fu Nanfeng felt his shoulders slump mid-sentence.

When he turned around, he found that Song Buci had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

Song Buci has been busy practicing recently and has been busy in the studio until late, going to bed late and getting up early for a long time.

Now that I’ve recorded the video, my body feels relaxed and the fatigue is coming back.

Fu Nanfeng's gaze fell on Song Buci, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he felt very happy.

Seeing that Song Buci had fallen asleep, Fu Xipei, who had been silent the whole time, asked, "Brother, when are you going to marry her home?"

Hearing this, Fu Nanfeng looked up at him with cold eyes.

"Shut up."

Being yelled at, Fu Xipei nodded quickly and finally made a shut-up gesture with his hand.

He sat here for a while and then left. After Fu Xipei left, only the two of them were left in the living room.

Fu Nanfeng raised his hand and gently stroked Song Buci's cheek, his movements were very cautious.

"When will you look at me?"

"I really like you."

But Song Buci, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea about it. He just moved his body and continued to sleep.

Not knowing how long he had slept, Song Buci opened his eyes and looked around, only to find himself in a relatively unfamiliar environment.

She was a little panicked for a moment, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Fu Nanfeng sleeping next to her.

After she breathed a sigh of relief, she realized that she had actually fallen asleep on Fu Nanfeng's shoulder!

The two of them were very close to each other, just like a young couple who fell asleep after watching a movie together.

I glanced at the time and it was already half past two!

"Why did I fall asleep?" Song Buci grabbed his hair, feeling a little annoyed, and leaned on Fu Nanfeng's shoulder.

Her movements also woke Fu Nanfeng up. He rubbed his eyes and then said, "Are you awake?"

The voice is low and magnetic, because the voice after falling asleep is a little lazy.

After hearing this, Song Buci felt his body go numb and his earlobes turned red.

Fu Nanfeng didn't see it, and raised his hand to rub his numb shoulder. The shoulder that Song Buci was resting his head on was already numb and had no feeling.

"Yeah." Song Buci nodded, then stood up and said, "I'll go back first. I have to contact him tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Fu Nanfeng quickly stood up from the sofa, ignoring the pain in his shoulder and said anxiously, "I'll take you there."

"No, no, you go and do your own thing, I can go back by myself." Song Buci hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.

Seeing this, Fu Nanfeng could only nod and say, "Okay."

After returning to his room, Song Buci scratched his hair and then went into the bathroom with his pajamas.

After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed and went back to sleep.

The international music competition was going on hotly online. When Song Buci came to the studio, the group of people were already sitting together, discussing with their mobile phones.

"Oh my god, they are worthy of being the Bailu Band. They played this song really well."

"We can do it, we'll be in the top ten."

"Can a new band like us really get in?"

“Yes, we have no popularity on the Internet at all.”

Hearing their concerns, Song Buci walked over and patted Wen Xiaoxing on the shoulder.

He said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we also have great advantages."

"Where's the advantage?" Yang Jiayao scratched his head and asked with a smile.

Song Buci patted his chest with a smug look on his face: "I, I also have some fans."

After saying that, he raised his hand and patted Liang Si's shoulder again, saying with a smile: "Teacher Liang is also very famous."

"Not only that, there's also my second brother!"

Song Buci thought that he should be able to make it into the top ten like this.

The teachers who were invited smiled and said, "We also have a small fan base."

All of these people present here should be able to do it together.

Hearing these words, they all felt comforted.

At least there is some hope.

We practiced together until noon, and when we were about to get off work, the photographer sent us the edited video.

After Song Buci found out, he immediately turned on his computer and clicked to take a look.

A group of people gathered together, their eyes wide open.

The group watched the four-minute-long video over and over again.

After reading it, Song Buci asked, "How is it?"

"Very good," they replied in unison.

"I didn't expect that I would look so handsome on camera." Wen Xuyan touched his face, feeling somewhat proud.