The president is the overlord of Leng Wen [Quick Transmigration]

Zhang Feng joked casually: "Have you become a master at writing these books?"

"Huh?" Huo Nian didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

"We must be together in the end," Zhang Feng pointed to himself, and then to Huo Nian, "Is this to make your wish come true?"

Huo Nian: "..."

Huo Nian suddenly remembered the marriage talisman given by his friend before the signing event.

Could it be that this was really not an accident, it was caused by... that marriage talisman was too effective?

Huo Nian suddenly felt guilty.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the air conditioner was turned on inside the house, bringing a comfortable and just right coolness.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt a little sleepy, he waved his hand and said, "I'll sleep for a while, Mr. Huo, you can do what you want."

Huo Nian: "..."

When can I tell the other party not to call me Mr. Huo?

Zhang Feng jumped onto the soft bed, and the cold quilt stuck to his skin made him want to sigh comfortably. He rubbed his head sideways twice, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he didn't even bother to think that there was another him in the room. There are people who cannot be offended, so they just fell asleep.

Huo Nian sat on the sofa and looked at the person who was snoring quickly on the bed, and felt a little funny for a moment.I don't know whether to say that the other party is too big, or too nervous, or really too tired, or...

Huo Nian had a little expectation in his heart. Although he thought it was impossible, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat if he thought about it?If his relaxation is because of himself, because he subconsciously believes in himself, how good would it be?

Huo Nian sighed, leaned back on the sofa with his hands on the pillow slightly, staring at the window frame full of sunlight in a daze.

Although he and Zhang Feng seem to have returned to their original friendly relationship during this period of time, he knows that Zhang Feng is extremely uncomfortable; You can see it.

Although they all chose not to mention it after that, as if they had forgotten about it, Huo Nian still had a small lump in his heart.

He felt a little wronged, but more of an apology to Zhang Feng.

I wrote these stories just to satisfy my little reveries. It was a bit vulgar to say it after all, but it didn't really hurt anyone, but now this incident has brought a lot of trouble to the other party.

Zhang Feng was right. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be involved in these stories. As an author of "Zong-Ma Wen", he was forcibly involved in *stories. Isn't it a bit disgusting?

The feelings that Huo Nian had indulged in for so many years were awakened by that slap.

For the first time, he seriously began to think about one thing - like, love, what is it?

For the whole afternoon, Huo Nian closed his eyes and rested his mind. His mind seemed to be in a mess and he seemed to be thinking a lot, but at the same time he seemed to be thinking about nothing.

Zhang Feng, on the other hand, had a good night's sleep. In his dream, he seemed to be back in his small apartment, with fast food boxes piled up at the living room door; the kitchen was as clean as if no one would ever go in; The curtains were closed, and he was drowsy all day long; except for sleeping, he spent most of his time in front of the computer in the study, with the sound of clattering keyboards and soothing music playing softly.

That was his world, a world where no one disturbed him.

The hoarse male voice in the music sang quietly: "I am so happy that I am a little angry, happy and sad like fog, I pray for my lover

, this is the gift you guess I gave. "

Zhang Feng slowly opened his eyes when the butler came to ask the two of them to eat.

He stared at the quilt embroidered with complicated patterns, stared blankly for a while, and then slowly sat up.

The expression that has not fully woken up shows a bit of sluggishness and bewilderment, black hair is curled up, clothes are a bit messed up, and the whole person brings out a bit of clean and pure nature.

He didn't notice that Huo Nian hadn't left, and sat for a long time before reaching out to pat his face, as if trying to wake himself up, and then the memory that came back told him that he was still in "Mr. Huo's *novel", and he frowned for a while. Wrinkled, rubbing his forehead with a sigh.

"What's wrong?" Huo Nian got up from the sofa a long time ago, had been watching his every move closely, and said at this moment, "Headache? Do you have a cold?"

Zhang Feng was taken aback, and the confusion in his eyes woke him up.

"No," he cleared his throat, "it's just... drowsy."

He looked away unnaturally, and the words Huo Nian wanted to ask suddenly stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it back at last.

He pulled out a gentle and gentlemanly smile, raised his hand and made a gesture: "Let's go, don't keep them waiting."

The next day, Zhang Huai's identity was officially announced, and the major entertainment media rushed to report, and Cao Wei's incident was immediately forgotten by people.

Cao Wei heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt pervertedly unwilling.

He was holding a newspaper and sitting in the dining room. The head of the Cao family had gold-rimmed eyes and his face was full of exhaustion. Many partners of the Cao family were involved in this "scandal". Very dissatisfied with him and Cao Wei.

Not only that, the media under the Cao family were also questioned about the authenticity of the news, and their popularity and public trust fell sharply for a time, which gave their competitors a great opportunity to make use of it and make trouble.

Seeing that his son was still concerned about other things, Mr. Cao was also angry and helpless. He didn't know what went wrong with his education. He had been making his son financially independent and encouraging him to support himself, but in the end it still ended like this.

Of course, Mr. Cao's so-called "financial independence" and "self-reliance" still have a big gap with ordinary families.

"Please ask for a few days off. During this time, don't meet with the Zhang family's kid." Mr. Cao has already found out the ins and outs of this incident. After knowing the relationship, Cao Wei will not deal with him, and Mr. Cao will not tolerate him.

But it's not the same thing now, Zhang Huai is the youngest son of the Zhang family, and the Zhang family chose to stand up at this time, obviously to support the child, and with the Huo family behind them, it would be a bit of a hassle to bump into it at this time. Silly.

"Why?" Cao Wei was upset. Although he knew the strength of the Huo family, but in terms of influence in the entertainment industry, the Zhang family still couldn't reach their Cao family's finger, "Zhang Huai can't get the Zhang family Granted, we don't have to be afraid of him at all!"

"You idiot!" Mr. Cao threw away his chopsticks and said angrily, "Zhang Meng died in a car accident a few days ago, and Zhang Huai was taken back at this time. Don't you understand the meaning of this?"

Cao Wei was stunned, unwilling to believe: "Impossible, just like Zhang Huai, what can you do?"

"The point is not whether he can do anything, but the Huo family behind them," Mr. Cao said, "Do you think you are the only one who investigated the Nanyan Welfare Institute? Do you think you haven't noticed it?"

Cao Wei was at a loss for words for a while: "The Huo family bought that piece of land, so that's nothing, maybe it's just..."

"Just what? En? The Huo family is not a fool. What can Nanyan do with that broken land in his hand? En?"

Cao Wei couldn't speak, but the young man was so strong that he didn't want to bow his head, but he couldn't disobey his father's words, so he could only sit there with his neck stuck, blushing and thick neck panting.

It's a pity that it was too late for Mr. Cao to save him.

Even if he ordered the housekeeper to take good care of Cao Wei and not allow him to go to school to cause trouble for Zhang Huai, he went to apologize to his partners one by one, cleaned up the mess left by his son, dealt with that third-tier young model, and provoked Cao Wei before. The troubles of Zhang Huai were settled quietly, and the media did not leave any "stain" about Zhang Huai. They even sent a gift to the Zhang family to express their apology, but it was too late.

Relying on the actions of the Zhang family and the power of the Huo family behind them, Zhang Huai quickly snatched away the artist's job in the brokerage studio under the Cao family, which also included part of Cao Wei's work.

Cao Wei was furious when he heard the news, but he was not allowed to leave the house because of his father's order, and he circled around the house like a mad dog.

In a short period of time, his status in the school plummeted, and Zhang Huai wiped out all of his own people. Even many "brothers" who had embraced him all turned against him and became Zhang Huai's followers. .

Cao Wei has been concerned about the matters between himself and Zhang Huai these days, so that he has completely ignored that his father is in a state of distress, the stock of Cao's family has plummeted, and several big stars under him have proposed for no reason not to renew the contract after it expires news.

But the foundation of the Cao family is solid, and although there are constant troubles, it has not yet reached the point of collapse.

Zhang Feng is in the library pressing his cell phone. His work schedule is very full, and he will officially enter the recording of commercials, MVs and some entertainment programs starting next month.

To outsiders, it seemed that he had won the first prize, and his life was reversed, but no one knew that Zhang Feng was also in a state of desperation.

Let him write, let him act?How can this be? !

Without hard power, just a face can only be a vase that makes people laugh in this life!Once he is separated from the Zhang family and Huo family's help, he is nothing!

Zhang Feng will not allow himself to be looked down upon by others, he is very clear about how much he weighs, so the immediate priority is how to quickly and effectively improve his "acting" skills.

Huo Nian bought two bottles of drinks and stepped into the library. His gaze swept across the crowd, and soon fell on the frowning Zhang Feng.

He doesn't need to hide his identity now. The big boy wearing the senior uniform of the big entertainer is between youthful and mature, and his handsome and tough face makes people's heart skip a beat.

The girls blushed, while the boys showed admiration and admiration.

You must know that Huo Cheng's personal strength can be found anywhere on the Internet. The national youth taekwondo champion, judo champion, and international Sanda runner-up are not fake.

Huo Nian walked quickly to Zhang Feng, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"What are you worrying about? Cao Wei has already been taken away by you except money."

Zhang Feng looked up at him: "Do you think it's inappropriate?"

"No," Huo Nian shook his head, "You can do whatever you want, and don't care about my thoughts."

He recently discovered something. Although Zhang Feng said that he did things at will, all according to his preferences, and he would [-]% retaliate against those who provoked him, but he was not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface. Many times his heart was shaken, and he took it very seriously. His own opinion, although he would not admit it.

As if to confirm Huo Nian's thoughts, Zhang Feng's brows did not relax, but frowned even tighter.

"Don't care what you think? So you actually don't agree with me doing such a terrible thing?"

"I didn't mean that... In fact, the Cao family is not as easy to collapse as you think."

"That's because it's not yet time." Zhang Feng seemed to want to say something, but he closed his mouth forcibly, stopped looking at Huo Nian, and looked down at the book on the table.

Huo Nian took a glance and found that those books were all professional books of the acting department, and there were also many reference materials borrowed by Zhang Feng himself.

Huo Nian: "Are you studying acting?"

"Otherwise?" Zhang Feng said while drawing the key points with a pen, "Do you rely on you and the Zhang family's help for the rest of your life?"

"..." Huo Nian thought for a while, "Actually, you were playing someone else, remember?"

Zhang Feng froze for a moment, then looked up at him.

Huo Nian pointed to his nose: "We are all playing other people. I am Huo Cheng and you are Zhang Huai."

They are playing someone else who is like themselves, someone with their own face but the opposite personality.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized, he was stunned for a moment, and then he actually laughed.

Unknowingly, he took these as his own life.

"Cosplay?"

Huo Nian snapped his fingers and looked at him: "Not bad."

On the other side, on the small road in front of the Nanyan Welfare Institute, Zhang Weisheng had just picked up his younger brothers and sisters back from school. He was sweating profusely on a repainted tricycle with his trouser legs rolled up.

At the gate of the orphanage, the old mother who took care of the children stood with several men in suits and leather shoes, their faces full of worry.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Weisheng frowned, got out of the car and walked over quickly.

"Xiaowei..." the mother of the orphanage hesitated, "These people who claim to be, are sent by the Cao family have something very important to tell you."

When Zhang Weisheng heard that it was the Cao family, what he had read on the news made him feel bad.

"I don't know the Cao family," the elder brother and the Cao family had an old grudge. Now that the elder brother has been recognized by the Zhang family, he will be a competitor with the Cao family in the future. He will not be so naive as to think that the Cao family has some good news To tell myself.

"But..." The old mother rubbed her hands, looked at Zhang Weisheng, and then at those men, not knowing what to say.She had an intuition that something was wrong, but she was so upset that she didn't know how to deal with it.

"Mr. Zhang, oh no, it should be Mr. Huo. You don't have to rush to refuse now," one of the men said with a smile, "After you read these materials, think about whether you want to talk to us?"