Zhang Ming was a corporate white-collar worker, and this ti he finally got to et his goddess, Zhang Zihan. Especially since Zihan found her first love again, it thrilled Zhang Ming to no end!
Not only that, the goddess's first love was incredibly cool. The scene where he crushed the piano master made Zhang Ming instantly include Ye Feng as one of his idols!
He felt that coming to the Feng's Love concert was the right choice, as he got to witness the most romantic and touching love story, as well as so real awesoness!
Right after the concert ended, Zhang Ming hurriedly took a taxi back to his apartnt, eager to share the romance he had captured on his phone with all the fans on the National Goddess Forum!
The National Goddess Forum was the main base for Zhang Zihan's fan club, bringing together nurous hardcore fans of Zihan from across the internet.
And Zhang Ming believed that the beautiful love video he held would certainly set off a frenzy on the forum.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! If soone else posts it before , that would be terrible!"
Zhang Ming was extrely anxious. The mont he returned to his apartnt, he dashed out of the car and clattered up to his floor.
Upon opening the door to his apartnt, Zhang Ming rushed inside.
His apartnt was small, with simple decorations and furniture, but what stood out the most was a desktop computer in the corner of the room.
At this mont, Zhang Ming quickly turned on the computer and logged into the National Goddess Forum. Seeing that no one had uploaded the concert videos yet, his joy knew no bounds, and he imdiately connected his phone, ready to upload the video he recorded.
However, just as he had uploaded half of the video, his computer suddenly blue-screened.
Hmm?
Zhang Ming was startled, then his face began to sour.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Damn it, why is the computer crashing now!!!"
Zhang Ming, with a dark expression, slamd his hands against his computer. After he hit it, the blue screen instantly turned to black, and a line of English letters appeared.
"sorry, ninshangchuanderenwuyingxiangtainiubi, wangluoyibeichengbao!"
Reading the line of English, Zhang Ming was first stunned, then attempted a translation in English, which made no sense. However, when he read it out loud in Pinyin, his expression turned incredibly bizarre.
"Sorry! The character imagery you uploaded is too aweso, the network is overwheld!"
Gah...
Zhang Ming was completely dumbfounded. The character imagery too aweso?
I'm so fucking...
This actually works...
While Zhang Ming was speechless, the computer screen flickered, and the black screen disappeared, with the computer returning to normal.
But after Zhang Ming checked it, he imdiately started wailing:
Dammit, the video automatically disappeared!
What made Zhang Ming even more furious was that along with the video, his most treasured 100GB collection of Japanese love action movies had also vanished!
Scenes like Zhang Ming's were happening all over Mingzhu City at the mont.
Countless Zhang Zihan fans who wanted to upload videos all discovered that their computers were infected with an unknown virus, and the recorded imagery had disappeared without trace.
...
anwhile, after the concert ended, Zhang Zihan imdiately ran backstage, only to find Ye Feng sitting in a corner with a deeply furrowed brow, with a flamboyantly dressed man talking nonstop in front of him.
"Oh wow! Little Zihan is back, you must be worn out!"
Seeing Zhang Zihan approach, the flamboyantly dressed man promptly greeted her:
"Oh, Zihan, your first love is just too handso! Look at those strong, muscular arms, those well-defined calves, tsk tsk... it's making ... so restless..."
This flamboyantly dressed man was Zhang Zihan's stylist, A'kai.
With a thin layer of makeup on his face, he wore red casual trousers and red ox-tendon leather shoes on his feet, holding his hand in an orchid finger position, his small eyes continuously sizing up Ye Feng, making Ye Feng's skin crawl.
"This damn demon..."
Ye Feng felt his skin goosebump all over when A'kai's gaze swept over him, wishing he could strangle this ambiguous being to death.
"Hey, handso! Why aren't you talking? Why is your face so red? Why are you staring with such big eyes? You're making
itchy..."
A'kai was still babbling away, and every word he said stirred in Ye Feng an urge to punch him to death.
Seeing Ye Feng's uncomfortable expression, Zhang Zihan couldn't help but feel a mix of laughter and helplessness. She then spoke to A'kai:
"Enough! Let
introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Ye Feng! Ye Feng, this is my good friend A'kai, a top international stylist!"
"Hello, handso! My na is A'kai. You can call
Xiao Kai or Kai Kai!" A'kai's effeminate face was all smiles, as he extended his hand to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, having no choice, reached out and shook hands with A'kai gently:
"My na is Ye Feng!"
As soon as Ye Feng spoke, A'kai was about to say sothing, but he was stopped as Ye Feng slapped his shoulder, sending a current of electricity running from A'kai's shoulder straight to his throat. A'kai opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't utter a word.
"Uh... ah... hmm..."
A'kai looked comically flustered, his mouth wide open, his hand continuously touching his throat, feeling pain but only managing to make husky, unclear sounds.
"A'kai, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Zihan was taken aback and was about to inquire when she was stopped by Ye Feng:
"He probably just talked too much today, his throat is a bit uncomfortable! So water will help!"
Ye Feng gave Zhang Zihan a reassuring smile, then pulled her aside to walk away.
A'kai, although feeling foolish, knew Ye Feng was to bla. He couldn't say a word, tried to follow them, but a fierce glance from Ye Feng made him shrink back.
After shaking off the ambiguous figure, Ye Feng took a deep breath of relief. Just as he was about to speak to Zhang Zihan, he saw several n in black heading their way.
Especially the leading man, who made Ye Feng's eyebrows twitch.
Master!
His first instinct was to confirm that the leader was definitely a master; even if not a top assassin, he was absolutely a King of rcenaries!
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