Ning Bufan glanced at Zhou Fengyu next to him a few times and found that she was wearing a loose, creamy white casual outfit today. She looked clean and refreshing. Suddenly, she thought of something and said, "By the way, can you give me some photos of your signature?"

Zhou Fengyu was a little confused by Ning Bufan's jumping thinking. He had already prepared the words of the day and didn't know what to say, so he had to say, "Then wait for me to get it for you." After that, he walked towards a storage room downstairs with small steps.

After a while, Zhou Fengyu took a stack of autograph photos and handed them to Ning Bufan, "Give it, I have signed these."

Ning Bufan looked at the stack of autographed photos in surprise, afraid there were dozens of them, and said, "I can't use so many, just give me four."

"If you give it to you, just take it. No one wants it to be kept at home anyway." Zhou Fengyu said with an unhappy look on his face. "If you don't want it, you can give it to me."

"Okay, I'll take it all." Ning Bufan took it, flipped it over one by one and looked carefully, but he found that Zhou Fengyu in the photo looked very different from now. He looked very immature at that time, and even put on a poss, he seemed to be a little unreleased. The clothes on his body looked a bit rustic, which looked like a popular style in the past few years.

Seeing Ning Bufan looking at his photos, Zhou Fengyu immediately pushed Ning Bufan like a little lion with hair blown, saying, "What are you laughing at? They were all taken when I first debuted. They are precious. I don't show them ordinary people. If you don't want them, return them to me, I keep them myself."

"No, no, I want it. It's hard to find such a precious collection of big stars. Why is it so different from now on? You look like a lady from a noble family." Ning Bufan controlled his facial expression and held back his smile and said.

Zhou Fengyu was immediately dissatisfied when he heard Ning Bufan's words. He immediately stared at Ning Bufan and said, "Are I not a lady from a family now? You mean I'm very stubborn now."

Seeing Zhou Fengyu's expression of badness, he immediately changed his words: "No, absolutely not, you are really a very ladylike now."

"Tsk, hypocrisy, I'm just swaying now, at least I'm much happier than before." Zhou Fengyu said disdainfully.

Ning Bufan couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm a little curious about how you used to be so gentle and quiet, how you blew the horn of resistance to your father."

Zhou Tiannan and Zhou's mother eavesdropped at the stairs for a while, and Zhou's mother whispered: "They are talking very well."

But Zhou Tiannan remembered the past three years ago.

"What? Do you want to sign a contract with an agency to be a singer? I don't agree, absolutely not." Zhou Tiannan said with an angry look on his face.

"Dad, I really like singing. Why don't you let me do what I like? I really don't want to be a teacher." Zhou Fengyu was left with a long head, with crystal tears flashing in his eyes, and he looked at Zhou Tiannan and said sadly.

Although Zhou Tiannan felt distressed when he looked at his daughter's appearance, he still refused to let go, "Do you know how difficult this road is? Dad is also for your own good. Do you want to be like your aunt?" After that, he pushed away angrily and walked out.

Zhou Fengyu didn't expect his father to react so fiercely. It seemed that he still didn't let go of his aunt's affairs.
Chapter completed!