Midnight Cinderella: 19.Nineteenth Night

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Jiang Ran was anxious and reached out to take off the mask on Feng Jing's face. Feng Jing was startled and quickly ducked away.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, then realized what he had done: "I'm sorry, I just... your mask..."

She spoke hesitantly, but Feng Jing quickly guessed what she meant from her few words.

Feng Jing: "..."

He raised his hand to cover his mask, coughed dryly and said: "Anyway, just remember to maintain the elevator regularly." After saying that, he couldn't help but pick up the two boxes on the ground and walked to another one. In front of the elevator.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran quickly walked over and opened the elevator door for him.

It was very awkward in the elevator. Fortunately, the seventh floor was not high, so we were there in just one step. After the door opened, Jiang Ran and Feng Jing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Let me help you carry it to the door." Feng Jing picked up the two boxes and walked out of the elevator. Jiang Ran, holding the key in his hand, quickened his pace to follow him and opened the door. At first, she wanted to invite Feng Jing to come in and sit down, but she didn't expect such an embarrassing scene to happen in the elevator. And now that he was wearing a black mask with lip prints, he probably didn't want to come in and sit down.

Sure enough, Feng Jing placed the box at the door and said goodbye to her: "I'll put it here for you. I'll go up first."

"Well, okay, thank you." Jiang Ran watched him walk into the elevator and moved the box in.

After Feng Jing got home, the first thing he did was to take off the mask on his face.

There is indeed a faint lip mark on it.

His heart beat two beats faster, and even the skin on his face became hot unconsciously.

Looking at this lip mark, it was like recalling the feeling when Jiang Ran rubbed his lips just now.

My mood suddenly fluctuated. Feng Jing stared at the lip marks for a long time and decided not to wash the mask for the time being.

Anyway, he still has many masks of the same style.

At night, he felt a bit of anticipation in his heart. Has he already received the kiss of true love that Chang Xin mentioned? Will it turn into a second yellow tonight?

It turns out, yes.

At twelve o'clock sharp, he stood in Jiang Ran's living room and fell into endless silence.

That magic stick Chang Xin really bluffed him, right? Damn true love’s kiss!

Walking around the living room irritably twice, Feng Jing began to think about other possibilities.

Is it because Jiang Ran is not his true love? No, he didn't believe it, it must be the mask's fault.

The more Feng Jing thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. There was a mask between them, so their lips didn't touch.

No, he didn't mean that he wanted to touch Jiang Ran's lips.

But if you kiss without a mask, it means that Jiang Ran will definitely see his face, but it seems that his eyes are closed when kissing?

... He felt that he should first think about what other opportunities he would have to kiss Jiang Ran.

It seems so, but not yet.

This conclusion made Feng Jing a little irritable. He walked to Jiang Ran's bedroom, and she was still asleep. She was lying on the bed, applying a facial mask and typing on the keyboard.

The moment I saw Jiang Ran, all the irritable emotions in my heart gradually went away. There seemed to be some kind of magic in this person that could make people addicted.

"Woof."

He squatted beside the bed and called out. Jiang Ran lowered his head and saw him, and asked casually: "Erhuang, what's wrong?"

"Woof woof." Feng Jing lay on the ground and raised his head to look at it.

Those round, watery eyes made Jiang Ran irresistible. She put down the laptop in her arms and said to the cute dog, "Erhuang, come up."

Feng Jing jumped up happily. Jiang Ran put it on his lap, let it lie down, and then put the laptop on its back.

Feng Jing: "????"

Is there still such an operation? ? ? ?

"Ah, typing is much easier this way."

Feng Jing: "..."

"Woof!"

He twisted twice in dissatisfaction. Jiang Ran slapped his **** and warned: "Erhuang, lie down and don't move."

Feng Jing: "..."

Slap his **** again!

Feng Jing's ears fell down and his face turned red.

Jiang Ran kept typing on the computer, while Feng Jing was shy for a while, curiously turning his head to glance at the screen.

Zhao Ke: Have you bought your ticket?

Jiang Ran: I’ve bought it and will leave after attending the class reunion on Friday.

Huh? Is Jiang Ran leaving? Feng Jing finally couldn't hold himself back and shouted again: "Woof woof!"

The computer on its back almost fell over. Jiang Ran picked up the computer, but Feng Jing was still barking at her.

"Okay, okay, I won't enslave you anymore." Jiang Ran reluctantly put on his shoes and got out of bed, and put the computer on the computer table. Feng Jing followed her and squatted next to her to watch.

Zhao Ke: Ah! I envy you, you can meet a handsome top student again!

Jiang Ran: [expression of despair.jpg]

Zhao Ke: Where are you going to eat?

Jiang Ran: Living in the world is too luxurious

Jiang Ran: No more talking, it’s time for my facial mask

After Jiang Ran typed this line, she got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw her dog looking at her with a particularly resentful look.

Jiang Ran: "..."

At night, Erhuang becomes particularly sentimental.

She applied essence and cream on herself and turned off the light in the bedroom: "Erhuang, go to bed."

"Woof." Feng Jing shouted unhappily and jumped onto the bay window.

Is Jiang Ran going to Japan to play with her classmates? How long will it take to go? Wait, she's gone, what happens to the dog?

A series of questions lingered in Feng Jing's mind, and he couldn't sleep well all night. The next morning, he was woken up by Qin Fan's phone call.

After such a long rest, Feng Jing was still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly received a call from Qin Fan.

He sat up rubbing his hair and answered the phone: "Director Qin, are you so excited to call me?"

Qin Fan said: "Why, after taking a break for a while, you even forgot who your manager is?"

Feng Jing twitched his lips: "I forgot that no one dares to forget you, old man, so you came to me to talk about work?"

"That's right. When you get up, come to the company and I'll ask Michelle to pick you up."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jing sighed, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Michelle came quickly and brought him a loving breakfast. Feng Jing ate leisurely, as if he wasn't worried that Qin Fan was still waiting for him in the office.

He is not in a hurry, but Michelle is. He is the one who will suffer in the end if he makes Director Qin, a busy man, wait for so long.

"Mr. Feng, Director Qin is still waiting for us. Do you think you should eat faster?" He urged Feng Jing while placing the order.

Feng Jing swallowed the porridge in his mouth and picked up another fried dumpling: "Don't eat too fast, it's not good for your stomach."

Michelle: "..."

Forget it, he saw it, he did it on purpose!

After finally waiting for Feng Jing to finish breakfast, Michelle hurriedly pulled Feng Jing out.

"Wait a minute." Feng Jing took out a mask from the drawer and handed it to Michelle, "Put it on too."

"..." Michelle looked at the black mask in his hand and was unwilling to take it, "Why?"

"Because you are often with me, some fans may recognize you. I thought about it and thought it would be safer if you also wear a mask."

Michelle: "..."

He silently took the mask, put it on his face, and took the elevator downstairs with Feng Jing. Other residents came in midway. When the door opened, I saw two men wearing black masks standing inside. I hesitated for a while and decided to wait for the next bus.

Michelle: "..."

He felt that if they walked to the kindergarten gate like this, they would be arrested by the police.

After picking up the car, Feng Jing sat in the back seat and asked Michelle: "Do you know what Qin Fan wants to see me for today?"

Michelle shook her head honestly: "I don't know, Director Qin didn't tell me."

Feng Jing's sharp eyes were like needlepoints piercing Michelle's back: "You didn't tell him about my move, did you?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" Michelle was so frightened that her hands holding the steering wheel trembled, "My sincerity to Mr. Feng can be learned from the sun and the moon, and can be expressed in heaven and earth!"

Feng Jing: "..."

Don't act like a cult.

"It's okay if I didn't say anything. I'll give you a salary increase next month."

"...Thank you, Mr. Feng." However, he would rather not receive this kind of salary. He just asked him to stop messing around.

When he arrived in Tianqin, Feng Jing finally took off the mask and hat on his face, and only wore a pair of sunglasses on his face. Along the way, I met many colleagues from the company. Some young stars who had just joined the company screamed like little fans when they saw him.

The manager following them reminded: "You all know the company's rules. You are not allowed to disturb other artists, and you are not allowed to ask for autographs from other artists."

The little stars immediately responded honestly: "I know, Sister Wu."

When we arrived at the floor of Qin Fan's office, it immediately became much cleaner. Michelle stayed outside waiting for him, while Feng Jing entered Qin Fan's office alone.

Hearing the knock on the door, Qin Fan said without raising his head: "Come in."

Feng Jing pushed the door open and walked in. He took off his sunglasses and sat down opposite him: "Director Qin, what do you want from me?"

Qin Fan raised his head from the document. He first glanced at the time on his watch, and then smiled at Feng Jing: "The actor Feng's arrogance is getting bigger and bigger."

Feng Jing said without shame: "There is a traffic jam on the road."

Qin Fan smiled without saying anything. He took out a document and placed it in front of Feng Jing: "Bunny's Serenade series has received a very good response after it was launched. This time, asking you to endorse the lipstick is just their attempt. Or testing, fortunately the results are very satisfactory. They now officially invite you to become the spokesperson of their full line of products."

Feng Jing's slender fingers gently flipped through the contract in front of him: "What do you mean?"

"It is not easy for luxury brands to find a suitable spokesperson. Your and Bunny's styles are quite compatible. If you cooperate, both parties will not lose value. Bunny has always been very generous, and the remuneration and conditions they offer are all Yes, take a look, if you have no objection, we are ready to formally sign the contract."

Although Feng Jing doesn't like Qin Fan very much, he still has great trust in his work ability. He looked at the contract and said to him: "I have no objection."

"Okay." Qin Fan crossed his hands and looked at the person opposite, "The spokespersons for all products are bound to the brand. If something happens to one of them, the other will be affected. Especially when an artist appears. Whatever happens will have a great impact on the brand's image, so after signing the contract, you must pay more attention to restraining your words and deeds, and don't let any negative news break out."

Feng Jing looked at the line in the contract that said, "You must not engage in behavior that damages your own image or arouses widespread negative public opinion." He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Falling in love doesn't count, right?"

Qin Fan's thoughts turned over and over again, but he still looked calm and said: "No, the negative news here mainly refers to the bad social impact, such as drug abuse, picking quarrels and provoking troubles."

"That's no problem."

Qin Fan tapped his fingertips on the table twice, as if to see through him.

Even Feng Jing, who was used to being looked at by others, felt uncomfortable: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Qin Fan paused his fingers and smiled at him: "Have you moved recently?"