"Hey~~~" The audience booed for a while, but for some reason, they didn't find this guy's stinking disgusting at all.
Han Fei held the Best Composer trophy in his hand and looked at it, then cleared his throat: "Actually, I am really surprised to receive this award. I seriously doubt that the organizer has investigated me."
Everyone in the audience was stunned, and the organizer was even breaking out in a cold sweat. Isn't this guy so big that he wants to reveal some shady secrets?
The audience was accustomed to listening to Han Fei's acceptance speech with a joke mentality. Anyway, if he didn't finish his speech, they would just let him rant for now and then boo him after he had finished ranting.
"Actually, this is my personal privacy. I originally didn't plan to disclose it in public, but everyone is so happy today, so I have no choice but to say it...I have very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.
It’s the kind of toothpaste that must be squeezed at the end, two sets of cutlery must be placed when eating alone, all decorations at home must be even numbers, even the cactus on the computer table must have four points...
..”
The audience heard this strangely. Is there anyone else with this weird habit?
While the audience was still secretly laughing at Han Fei's eccentricities, he had already laid the groundwork for him.
"So colleagues, don't be discouraged. In fact, the organizer must have felt that I couldn't give away this award, so I gave away another one..."
"Uh~~~" As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, at least half of the audience stood up. This booing was more enjoyable than listening to the annual cross talk conference in a small theater.
Le Jianming and You Qingsong both had wry smiles on their faces. This guy is really capable of making trouble. Isn't he afraid of offending his colleagues?
Actually, Han Fei is really not afraid. If we borrow the setting of the urban invincible novel, he is a strong man who has returned from the fairy world. He has come to an era of the end of law. He really doesn't pay attention to these crude products on the market.
If there are people who are dissatisfied, he doesn't mind giving himself a nickname - specializing in all kinds of dissatisfaction. Of course, if it can inspire the creative potential of some people, it can be regarded as a contribution to the Chinese music scene, right?
After the awards ceremony, Han Fei, who held two trophies in his hands, naturally became the darling of reporters. Compared with the clichéd Best Male and Female Singer, a new face like him is the highlight.
Yang Kexin instantly became Han Fei's official spokesperson. Not to mention that this girl's speech was really impeccable. She was worthy of being a battle-hardened warrior. Some ambiguous words gave reporters space to create without making others grasp the situation.
After squeezing their way out of the award ceremony, Yang Kexin and Han Fei got into the nanny car, and the world finally became peaceful.
During the award ceremony, Han Fei's cell phone had been turned off. When he turned it on, he saw that it was already overwhelmed with messages. There were so many red dots on WeChat and all kinds of private messages that he couldn't read it at all.
Opening the WeChat group in the dormitory, these three bitches were polite at first, but then they all started to complain. The most intolerable thing is that Jin Boyuan even used video software that slowed down the speed ten times to capture his emoticons.
The content is extremely rich and it seems that it cannot be better.
Han Fei was too lazy to reply to the rest of the private chats, so he made up a message saying "I'm very tired, let's talk again when we go back to the academy tomorrow" and sent it to everyone.
When they arrived at the hotel, Yang Kexin got out of the car first. Seeing Han Fei still stunned, she said angrily: "What are you doing? Come down quickly, don't delay Master Liu from getting off work."
"No, give me a ride at least. It's hard to take a taxi to this five-star hotel!" In fact, Han Fei's subconscious line was, we can't afford to stay in a five-star hotel.
Yang Ke admired and gave this guy a big look: "Why don't you dig you to death? Why bother with such a small amount of money? You will become famous soon, you know? To put it bluntly, what if you stay in a small hotel like that again?
Is the brand willing to give you an endorsement contract? Isn’t this losing the watermelon and choosing sesame seeds?”
When Han Fei thought it made sense, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for a suite. Originally, he was only planning to ask for a standard room, but unfortunately, the standard room was full.
It happened that the suite that Han Fei wanted was opposite Yang Kexin. Han Fei was originally going to part ways in the corridor, but Yang Kexin pulled him into the room with great strength. Han Fei said that he was really unable to resist, ahem,
Yes, that's it.
"Pfft~~~ Look at your pretentious look, you don't think I want to sleep with you, do you?" Yang Kexin burst out laughing. The dress she was wearing was already very cool, but now it looked even more spectacular.
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said, not to be outdone, "It's not yet certain who will sleep with whom, do you want to give it a try?"
"Okay, just give it a try, do you dare?" Yang Kexin smiled and raised her chin, her pink lip gloss looking particularly blurry and tempting under the dim light.
Han Fei couldn't hold it back, put his arms around Yang Kexin's waist, and said fiercely: "I'll give you three seconds to regret it, 3, 2."
"1!" I never thought that Yang Kexin would help Han Fei count the last number, then stand on tiptoes and kiss him fiercely.
For a moment, Han Fei's whole brain buzzed and he was completely engulfed in desire.
........
Turning around, Han Fei woke up with the sun already shining on his face. The beauty beside him had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the room, which lingered for a long time.
"Damn it, it looks like I was slept with by a girl?" Han Fei felt like he was at a disadvantage.
I put on my clothes and got up, and when I was about to get my phone, I found a note on the bedside table. The beautiful handwriting on it was obviously Yang Kexin's handwriting.
"Dear Han Fei [little brother], are you feeling disappointed when you can't see your sister this morning? There's nothing you can do about it. My sister is so popular and has to catch up with the crew. Okay, don't be coy. We are all adults, sister.
I won’t be responsible for you. Finally...well, I performed well last night. I’ll see you again when my sister comes back.”
There was a hot lip print at the end of the note, but...
Han Fei looked at the note with a wonderful expression on his face. There was no need to pretend that he had really been slept with. Wait, what the hell is Linxing?
"Yang Kexin, let's wait and see. If I don't let you cry and call daddy next time, I won't call you Han Fei, but change your name to Han Lang."
After changing clothes, Han Fei walked into the bathroom to wash up, and then he saw a grimace at the camera. Yes, it was a grimace made with lipstick.
"This childish ghost!" Han Fei was so angry that he wiped off the graffiti on his face with water. When he checked out, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. This night, he paid for the room in vain, and he didn't even enter the room.
.
But he soon realized how wise Yang Kexin's arrangement was. Before Han Fei could completely leave the hotel, a group of reporters surrounded him.
"Excuse me, are you dating Yang Kexin? Why did you appear in the same hotel?"