Chapter 271 It is a beautiful thing to be sought after
Han Qi was so frightened that for a moment he thought it was a plainclothes arrest in a movie.
Good guys are pretty good at pretending.
The hotel security guards blocked the reporters outside who wanted to come in. They stretched out their hands and pushed and shouted, but they did not block their desire to interview Han Qi at all. The most excited person squeezed half of his body in and stretched out his hand.
He pointed the microphone at Han Qi from a distance.
"Can you be interviewed? I just have a question!!!"
After calming down a little, Han Qi went up again and looked at the number of reporters outside.
It's indeed a bit much.
"What do you want to ask?"
"Are the sky-high-priced oil paintings currently circulating on the Internet real? Many people now suspect that this is false propaganda made by you and the gallery. We would like to ask you what you think about this and whether you can provide your own favorable evidence."
"..."
Han Qi felt that she was still a little naive and too young.
He thought the reporter would ask him why he could draw so well and what was his secret.
Sure enough, the integrity of reporters cannot be overestimated. They are only interested in the most explosive topics.
Han Qi rolled his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable with the topic he raised, so he turned around and went back.
Do you think blocking the door will stop me from going out for late-night snacks?
Just order takeout.
Back in his room, Han Qi placed an order for takeout.
Open the curtains and look at the street below from the upper floors. Since there is a rain-proof balcony at the entrance of the hotel, you can't see the current appearance of the door, but you can see that the number of people wandering on the street has obviously increased.
"Why are there so many reporters?"
In the past, the most times he saw reporters were during the days after he finished the show.
But there were not so many reporters chasing me, even chasing her to the hotel.
What kind of treatment is this?
However, not all the people Han Qi saw now were reporters. After the bustle just now, many passers-by also knew that Han Qi lived in this hotel. So due to word-of-mouth in their circle of friends, many Han Qi's fans also
Came here.
Han Qi saw a girl downstairs taking out a handmade sign, which read confusingly, 'Qi will live my whole life, I will love you forever!!'
Han Qi felt very good.
It's a bit cultural.
This sentence is a hundred times better than the bad "Han Qi, I love you".
Although they all mean the same thing.
Because the way out was blocked, Han Qi could not go out to relax, so he could only turn on the computer in the room.
In fact, he was going to play a game, but he hesitated and took out the USB flash drive he carried with him. There was a bunch of files in it that Han Qi should deal with under normal circumstances.
He sent one of them to Xu Lei, who was still working in Chengdu.
Xu Lei is currently the only employee in Han Qi's studio. He is responsible for some of Han Qi's cultural work. He has been working on the first travel book written by Han Qi. In addition, he is also responsible for cooperation in architectural design.
However, it is difficult for Han Qi to find suitable projects due to his condition of not taking any large orders.
"Xu Lei, this is the complete draft of the second travelogue. I have revised it twice. I'll see if I can find a suitable time to publish it."
The literary form of travel notes is different from traditional novels. It does not need to consider the literary nature, nor does it need to analyze whether it is reasonable word for word. This is just Han Qi's personal experience, although it has been slightly processed in some places to make it more
It's readable, but still easy to write.
If Han Qi was not lazy, this thing could have been handed over to Xu Lei two months ago.
Xu Lei has known about Han Qi's book for a long time and has been waiting for it recently. Now that he received the manuscript from Han Qi, he shouted "yes" no matter where he was!
A group of people in the cinema stared at him angrily, and the beautiful girl who just had a blind date today also looked at him with doubts in her eyes.
Is this man possibly sick?
After contacting Xu Lei, Han Qi immediately thought of Wang Zheng. That guy is still busy with Han Qi's English album. This album will be released in the UK and China at the same time, so Wang Zheng has been very busy these days.
After saying that Cao Cao had arrived, Wang Zheng called Han Qi within a few seconds.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Zheng sounded very excited.
"Are you still in Yanjing? You haven't left yet, have you?"
Han Qi went to the window again to take a look at the grand scene at the door of the building, and said melancholy. "Let's go? Where can we go? Now the door is blocked. Let alone wearing a mask, I can't get out even if I change my skin."
Go, they can't wait to search anyone they see."
"Ah? So powerful?"
"I'm just talking nonsense. Anyway, the situation is almost right. I'm stuck in the hotel and can't get out. Why are you calling me? The album has been released?"
"It was originally planned to be released in both places next week, but now it is a rare opportunity. What do you think of us releasing the album tomorrow? With your current popularity on the Internet, you can save us a lot of promotional expenses."
Han Qi laughed loudly and said metaphorically:
"I remember that some people couldn't stand my painting."
"Who knew that a painting like you, a pervert, could cause a sensation on the Internet?"
Han Qi laughed twice more and agreed: "Okay, anyway, you can make arrangements for the music. I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up first."
He hung up the phone and went to open the door.
Standing outside the door were Dale and Xu Yanmei. They also lived in this hotel and were on the same floor as Han Qi.
"Hi!"
Dale greeted Han Qi politely.
But Han Qi didn't say anything. He stuck his head out and took a look at the corridor outside. He first pulled these two people into the room, and then said relaxedly:
"Why are you here?"
"Come here to congratulate you." Xu Yanmei said.
"What's so congratulatory? I'm almost bored to death."
Han Qi sat slumped on the sofa with a sad expression.
He and Dale have known each other for such a long time, and this foreigner also knows some of Han Qi's temper, so Han Qi doesn't hide anything in front of her. Of course, he is as comfortable as he is in his room.
But this was the first time Xu Yanmei saw Han Qi in such a lazy state. She was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything.
"Doesn't this still show that you are famous and have the support of so many people?"
Xu Yanmei was also looking out of the window.
The people downstairs were so densely packed that at first glance they looked like the entrance to the corridor after morning exercises at school, or like a group of blindly following sardines.
If I have to say something different, it would probably be that Han Qi's fans are more youthful and beautiful, with excited faces, holding signs in their hands and waving them towards the upper floors, shouting so that the upper floors cannot hear clearly.
Discourse.
It is said that Han Qi has many female fans, and now it seems that the news on the Internet is basically true.
If she were as famous as Han Qi, she would also want to try her dream when she was young and become an excellent professional painter.
Han Qi sighed after hearing what she said.
He remembered a lyric.
I really want to escape, but I can't.
Being chased by others is usually a good thing, but being chased and blocked is definitely not that comfortable.
