The night of early autumn is cool and pleasant. There is a crowd of people at the entrance of the book building in this city. Half of men and women are each holding a book, and some even holding a support card. Everyone's face is filled with a look of longing.

Even passers-by can realize that there must be some important activities in the Book Building today. Only when an important person comes can the crowd be so excited.

Among those fans, not only young people, but also middle-aged people who look like intellectuals, and even old people with gray hair and glasses. The book in their hands contained the same person's name.

You Mingxu stood outside the building and felt a little hot, but he could bear it. The weather was not cold yet, so many people still wore short-sleeved, at most long-sleeved. Only she wore a windbreaker to cover her whole body, her collar was raised, and a baseball cap and mask, which made others look at her.

You Mingxu stood among the crowd, still moving as a mountain.

When everyone was almost in, the host's voice came from the building. You Mingxu then walked to the counter, bought Yin Feng's book, and was able to enter the venue with a small receipt.

The Book Building has four floors, and it is almost impossible to walk when You Mingxu enters. Each floor is full of people, and the activity atrium on the first floor is surrounded by people. The black and scattered, all of them are heads.

There was a huge background board in the middle, with a pile of books printed on it, and a portrait of someone wearing thin-framed glasses and a shirt. You Mingxu looked at him as if he was looking at a strange man: intellectual, bookish, calm, and wise.

There is no doubt that this is a previous photo.

She wanted to look, but was blocked by the crowd in front of her. However, this could not stop a detective. She quickly observed the surrounding terrain and the distribution of the crowd, and then chose a location on the second floor and walked towards it.

The crowd here was indeed looser and faster. She easily and cleverly walked to the front row, lay on the railing, and looked at her head lazily.

I saw the center where the stars were holding the moon.

Yin Feng wore the same clothes as on the poster, probably to increase his mature temperament, and his hair was overturned and he wore a pair of glasses. But when You Mingxu saw it, he felt that his temperament was completely different from the people on the poster. Because he was smiling sweetly at the audience, his eyes were bright, and he was clearly a little childish.

There were two girls around You Mingxu talking: "Wow, Yin Feng smiled so cutely!"

"I tell you, I'm an old fan. Yin Feng has always been a tough guy. He is also a fitness expert. He has posted photos of eight abdominal muscles on Weibo! That muscle, wow... But I didn't expect that he has such a cute side. Don't you think he is also very young today? It's over, he's fascinated!"

You Mingxu couldn't help but laugh.

I thought to myself that there seemed to be abs. She suddenly remembered that Yin Feng was wearing a few pieces of fabric on the bed last night, pushing his T-shirt above his waist, revealing his firm and well-proportioned belly. He also had red eyes, hugging her and pressing her, talking wildly with nonsense...

You Mingxu's face disappeared, his throat was a little dry, and he kept staring at the bottom.

At this time, the host said: "Everyone comes from all directions, and even many readers come from other places just to meet Teacher Yin. Our Teacher Yin feels most sorry for readers, how can we not have any benefits? Guess what is the next link?"

"Piano, piano, piano—" everyone in the audience shouted almost in unison.

On one side of the stage, a black piano was already on display.

You Mingxu looked at Yin Feng. In her eyes, he looked like a pretty young man, smiling a little shyly, with light flowing in his eyes. Maybe he was not used to the shirt collar, so he blushed slightly, pulled the collar and pulled a button.

A scream of excitement came from the audience.

But he was stunned, as if he didn't understand why. Then he looked up and slowly looked around, not knowing what he was looking at. You Mingxu was stunned, and his conditioned reflex drooped his head and blocked his face into his collar.

After a while, she looked up and saw that he had sat in front of the piano, with a quiet face on his face. You Mingxu held his chin with one hand and watched quietly.

He sat upright. Even if You Mingxu knew nothing about this, he could feel the demeanor of his every move. His hands fell down, and a string of pleasant notes were lit up, like the stream of light in the night, pouring out.

The whole building suddenly heard warm applause, and soon returned to peace. Everyone was silent, listening to the talented man who was famous all over the country playing casually.

The dark piano surface reflected blurred light and shadow. The man in a white shirt took off his glasses and played very seriously and attentively. At this moment, he was neither like the 25-year-old man who was usually entangled with Youmingxu, nor the scheming and powerful man in the photo. Or, the two of them were integrated into the skills he was good at. The rapid notes spread under his fingers, and he had a certain firm and gentle temperament from head to toe. He looked handsome and mature, but much cleaner than Yin Feng.

You Mingxu kept staring at his face.

At this time, he reached a climax, and a burst of exclamations sounded from the audience. He seemed a little proud and smiled.

You Mingxu laughed for no reason.

This proud fool.

Everything happened very quietly, very natural, and inexplicably. After he finished laughing, his expression became dull for a moment. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at the second floor.

Extremely accurate, without any warning, he looked at the corner where You Mingxu was standing.

You Mingxu's whole body stiffened slightly.

It was too late to dodge. Even though he was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, he only had his eyes exposed, and even his body curve was covered by a windbreaker. However, with so many people, You Mingxu could clearly feel that his gaze was only looking at her.

The feeling of dry throat surged up again. At this moment, You Mingxu's thoughts also became slow and he looked at him silently.

Then he saw him laughing at her. It was as clear as the snow was clear and the spring was blooming. It seemed as if a light shone on his clean face and snow-white teeth. His hands even stopped playing the piano, put it down and drooped between his legs, and just looked up at her, just as well-behaved when he was at home.

The people in the venue were all unaware of this, so they looked up and looked in the direction he was looking. You Mingxu immediately took two steps back and left the crowd. The girls who were originally standing around her were flattered, covered their faces and looked around, wanting to see who Yin Feng was smiling at.

You Mingxu felt that his ears were having a fever for the first time, and walked downstairs through the crowd and walked out of the book building in one breath. He thought to himself: Madan, is this guy really a dog? Can you find her in this way?!

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The night is getting darker.
Chapter completed!