protect our bun

When Zhan Xingchen returned to the ward with the doctor, the atmosphere in the ward was no longer as tense as when Zhan Xingchen left. It was quiet and eerie.

"Severe mood swings cause transient loss of voice. It is best not to have such big mood swings in the near future." The doctor said, "The fainting is due to the lack of oxygen supply to the brain for a moment, and there is nothing serious about it. If you don't feel uncomfortable, just You can leave the hospital."

"No." Lin Chuxue said, "Thank you."

Ten minutes later, downstairs in the hospital, Zhan Xingchen watched the two people who said "you don't move and I don't move", and automatically joined the "wooden man" game.

"That..." Zhan Xingchen said cautiously, "It's late, don't we...don't go back?"

"Return." Qi Feng replied, and then said to Lin Chuxue, "Hurry up and get in the car, Xingchen is sleepy."

Lin Chuxue: "Xingchen, I won't go back with you, I..."

"Sister Chuxue, you should go back with us..." Zhan Xingchen said embarrassingly, "I...Qi Feng is still angry with me, I'm afraid he will hit me..."

"I lost my voice, not my blindness." Lin Chuxue skipped Zhan Xingchen's blushing face, her eyes fell on Qi Feng, and said calmly, "I saw you kissing."

Qi Feng paused for a while, then suddenly reached out his hand to stop a passing taxi for Lin Chuxue, "Then I won't see you off."

Sitting in the car, Zhan Xingchen saw that Qi Feng hadn't started the car for a long time, and asked: "Sister Chuxue going back by herself so late, will she..."

"Someone is following her." Qi Feng put one hand on the steering wheel, his eyes looked at the shadow of a car that was fading away, it was the private car that Lin Chuxue followed immediately after getting into the taxi.

"What?!" Zhan Xingchen got it wrong and panicked, "Then why are you still..."

"He's the one who protects her." After Qi Feng finished speaking, he started the car, rolled up half of the window, felt the cool breeze in the early morning, and his mind was abnormally clear.

It seems that not only Lin Chuxue loves others, but also others love Lin Chuxue.

In the next few days, Qi Feng acted as if nothing had happened, and did not contact Lin Chuxue again, and entered the life state that a college student should have, attending classes, dismissing classes, live broadcasting, and kissing buns.

During the live broadcast, even though the barrage randomly speculated about the "exposure incident" a few days ago, Qi Feng still didn't mention it.

"You don't explain?" Jiwa asked while eating lunch.

Qi Feng: "Explain what?"

"No, I thought it was such a big deal... You have to say a few words for Zhan Xingchen anyway." Jiwa's eyes were full of curiosity, "Then you didn't respond, isn't your family angry?"

"How do you know that I didn't respond." Qi Feng said, his eyes wandering over Tang Yuan, who was as quiet as a chicken, "I just want to say it on a suitable occasion."

"Don't, don't look at me." Tang Yuan put a marinated egg on his chopsticks, "Seven Gods, you must trust me, I have absolutely nothing to do with Miya, I really don't know her..."

"What did I say?" Qi Feng really couldn't blame Tang Yuan for Miya's matter, "Eat your eggs."

"Okay." Tang Yuan bit off half an egg in relief.

"Where's Zhang Haoyang?" Qi Feng asked, "Does he skip classes too?"

"Is it possible? He has enough credits this semester, and he has no class in the morning, so he went to find his tutor to discuss life." Tang Yuan finally let go of his courage and talked to Qi Feng, "Hey, Qishen, wait until next year to start working on your graduation thesis. There’s no time for the live broadcast.”

"It won't be until then." As soon as Qi Feng finished speaking, before Tang Yuan could ask why, Ji Wa's cell phone rang suddenly, it was an email, signed by XX live broadcast platform.

Ji Wa walked around behind Qi Feng, "You really don't want to go? The Spring Charity Dinner - this battle, this ostentation, this unprecedented heat, are you blind if you don't go?"

"You've been recognized anyway, so go show your face."

"Qi Feng, Seven Gods, Seventh Lord..."

"Get out." Qi Feng stood up from the chair, "I can't go anymore."

"Ah! You go!" Ji Wa almost jumped up happily, "Great, then you must need an assistant at that time, you see that Wuyang Wuyang is following the others, you are such a man A god-level anchor, you can’t lose your face, can you?”

"If you want to sneak in and watch the female anchor, just say so."

"Hey, understand me."

When Qi Feng arrived home from the dormitory, Zhan Xingchen hadn't come back yet. Now Zhan Xingchen has basically returned to normal work and rest, and most of the working hours in the coffee shop have been replaced by daytime. Although Qi Feng still doesn't want Zhan Xingchen to continue working part-time, at least Transferring to the day shift would not affect the night life of the two of them, so Qi Feng had no choice but to "swallow his breath".

Seeing the invitation letter for the spring ceremony on the live broadcast platform that Ji Wa forwarded to him, Qi Feng tapped the keyboard up and down rhythmically with one finger—it was the day.

When Zhan Xingchen came back, he trotted all the way to Qi Feng before he could change his clothes, Qi Feng stretched out his hand to hug Zhan Xingchen, "What's wrong?"

"I, I want to tell you something..."

"Well, I have something to tell you too."

"I want to start by saying..."

Qi Feng couldn't take it anymore, so he pressed Zhan Xingchen on the sofa and kissed him for a while, then he stroked Zhan Xingchen's hair contentedly and said, "Okay, let's talk."

Zhan Xingchen blushed, adjusted his sitting posture, and said, "At the coffee shop today, brother Cheng An held an event..."

Qi Feng nodded, and Zhan Xingchen continued: "Then there was a link in the middle, Brother Cheng An started a live broadcast..."

Qi Feng was taken aback, then turned to look at Zhan Xingchen, who immediately shook his head, "No, I didn't show my face, Brother Cheng An only took pictures of me making the cake."

"That's right... Only his hands should be showing." Zhan Xingchen deliberately touched a finger of Qi Feng, and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"What if I'm angry?"

"Then I will continue to admit my mistakes to you." Zhan Xingchen looked serious, "I was asked to save the scene because the cake maker didn't come today. I will definitely not appear in the live broadcast in the future. Don't be angry."

Qi Feng felt that his judgment about "Zhan Xingchen doesn't know how to coax him" last time was probably wrong, at this moment Zhan Xingchen seemed to be casually putting his hand on his chest, with extremely precise technique, directly pressing a little on his chest.

"You're kidding, I'm not angry." Qi Feng kissed Zhan Xingchen's hair, "But with your flirting, do you mean you don't want to get out of bed tomorrow?"

Zhan Xingchen saw that his little thoughts had been seen through, so he quickly withdrew his hand, and muttered duplicity: "No."

Zhan Xingchen rubbed against Qi Feng's chest twice, and asked, "What are you going to tell me?"

"A charity dinner held by the platform." Qi Feng clicked on the invitation letter sent by Jiwa on his mobile phone, and said, "I have to go this Saturday."

Zhan Xingchen blinked, "I was fine that day, can I be with you..."

"You can't," Qi Feng scratched Zhan Xingchen's nose, and said intentionally, "When I invite you, you have to take the initiative."

Zhan Xingchen moved his head, "Oh, then you invite me, I just agreed in advance."

At 05:30 on Saturday afternoon, Qi Feng drove Zhan Xingchen to the venue. The live broadcast platform prepared a red carpet outside the venue, but if you don’t want to leave, you can enter the venue directly from the side door. Qi Feng put on a peaked cap for Zhan Xingchen, and After preparing a mask, Zhan Xingchen carefully walked into the venue, then said with a smirk, "Those who don't know think I'm the protagonist."

"You are." Qi Feng stretched out his hand to lower the brim of Zhan Xingchen's hat, "Don't run around for a while, I'll pick you up when I'm done."

Jiwa arrived at the meeting place 10 minutes ago, and wanted to help Qi Feng occupy a dressing room first, but she didn't expect to be too late, not to mention that there are not many people who can use a separate dressing room. Even the rest of the shared lounge is crowded and noisy at the moment, Ji Wa glanced at Zhan Xingchen who was wearing a mask, and said to Qi Feng: "He can't do this, I think he can still be found."

Qi Feng was not in a hurry to get dressed, he had already changed his clothes before going out, and it would be no problem to go on stage in a while, but Zhan Xingchen couldn't, in view of what he was going to do tonight, Zhan Xingchen must have a safe environment.

Qi Feng probably didn't expect that there wasn't even a place where he could simply rest, so he frowned and said, "I'll ask, if there is no room for a while, you can go to my car."

"Ah~" Ji Wa hummed reluctantly, but Zhan Xingchen nodded obediently, he didn't come to trouble Qi Feng, if he had known there would be so many things, he wouldn't have come.

Qi Feng found the staff on the platform by himself, and asked if there was a separate lounge. When the staff saw that it was King Qi, they immediately opened their mouths, "You, why are you here?"

"...Didn't you send the invitation letter?"

"Ah, yes, yes, we sent the invitation letter, but it says that if you can be there, please reply in time. We haven't received your reply, so..." The staff smiled awkwardly, "If I had known that you would be there , I will definitely arrange a separate lounge for you on the third floor."

"Sorry, I didn't notice the reply. It's okay, the room doesn't need to be so high-end, as long as it is alone."

"This..." The staff glanced at the ranking table, "If you don't bother me, come upstairs with me. It seems that there is still a vacant room, but it has not been cleared."

"It's okay, I'll trouble you."

"By the way, Mr. Qi, can I give you a simple interview on stage later, it won't take up too much of your time."

Qi Feng smiled slightly, "Yes."

The staff thanked him again and again, but Qi Feng said in his heart that he couldn't ask for more.

There are a total of five lounges on the third floor of the venue. The first three are the three popular anchors on the platform. The names of two men and one woman, Qi Feng has seen it on the homepage countless times, and now he is no stranger to seeing the nameplate on the door. .

It is not surprising that these three are no strangers, but what is surprising is that Qi Feng is still no stranger to the famous brand in the fourth room.

Qi Feng looked at the three characters on the nameplate of the fourth room, to avoid misunderstanding, he still asked: "Is this also the anchor of the platform?"

"Ah, you said Ms. Lin, Ms. Lin appeared as a charity ambassador." The staff patiently explained, "In the past six months of cooperation with us, Ms. Lin has donated a total of more than [-] million yuan. Invite Miss Lin... hey, what are you doing!"

Before the staff could react, Qi Feng had already quickly knocked on the door twice, and after a "please come in" came from inside, Qi Feng stepped into the room without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lin, we went to the wrong room." The staff looked sloppy in a panic, Lin Chuxue froze for a moment, looked at Qi Feng's expression, and smoothed things over, "It's okay, Mr. Qi and I are friends .”

The staff obviously couldn't hide their surprise at the moment, and hurriedly exited the room after saying hello.

She was the only one in Lin Chuxue's lounge. She had finished dressing and was resting quietly. She did not expect Qi Feng to appear suddenly.

"I…"

"Is there no one else in this room?" Qi Feng asked directly.

Lin Chuxue inexplicably thought "Are you going to assassinate me without anyone else?", then shook her head, Qi Feng hummed, then turned and left without saying a word.

Lin Chuxue was puzzled, and when she realized it, Qi Feng had already appeared in the waiting room with Zhan Xingchen.

No one cared about Ji Wa, and he didn't need to change clothes, so it didn't matter if he stayed alone in the lobby. Qi Feng only brought Zhan Xingchen up alone, and said, "Let me borrow it."

Lin Chuxue asked blankly, "Borrow what?"

"A place." Qi Feng explained, "It's used to protect my home..."

"Okay." Lin Chuxue stretched out her hand, "Can you show your affection anytime and anywhere?"

"Then let's talk about something else." Qi Feng naturally sat on the sofa, and Zhan Xingchen also sat down quietly, "If you have the ability to donate 800 million for half a year, do you want to pay back the medical expenses you owe me, Miss Lin?"