Chapter 63: I just want to prostitute for nothing.
It was the weekend and no one had classes. Qin Ming and Jin Boyuan were lying on the bed snoring and grinding their teeth. Han Fei ignored them and got up to wash up and go to the cafeteria for breakfast.
"No, why do you always follow me?" Han Fei was a little strange, and Xie Buchen came out of the cafeteria and followed him.
Xie Buchen looked a little embarrassed, but said firmly: "No, when did I follow you? This road was not built by your family."
"Then what are you going to do?" Han Fei crossed his arms.
Xie Buchen had no choice but to admit: "Okay, I just want to see what kind of lyrics you can fill in for this song."
"How did you know I was there for recording?" Han Fei was a little confused. He didn't remember telling Xie Buchen.
"Nonsense, you took the USB disk to copy the accompaniment last night, I'm not blind." Xie Buchen lowered his head and beeped softly.
"Okay, if you want to hear it, just say it. It's so mysterious." Han Fei put his arm on Xie Buchen's shoulder. It was funny for a while that this guy could still be so shy.
Xie Buchen secretly rolled his eyes, nonsense, he said it openly? He doesn't want to lose face?
When he arrived at the music classroom, he was told that a musical was being rehearsed inside and only members of the music club could enter. Han Fei had no choice but to send Yao Na a WeChat message.
Not long after, Yao Na with short hair appeared in front of Han Fei, with a proud smile on her face, as if to say: Look, if you don't actively participate in club activities, you will be blocked at the door, right?
By the way, Yao Na also generously brought Xie Buchen in. The appearance of the three of them also attracted many doubtful eyes.
"Come on, let me introduce to you. This is our new member Han Fei, who is also the commemorative songwriter." Yao Na clapped her hands and felt a sense of pride in her heart. Aren't you gossiping about me? Look, today
I brought them here. Not only did I bring them, I also bought one and got one free. Xie Buchen was considered a celebrity in the academy. Does this count as overfulfilling the task?
Han Fei greeted everyone with a smile on his face. Although he didn't like such an occasion, he still gave Yao Na enough face. After all, if you want to get something, you must give it first.
"Is he Han Fei? He looks quite handsome."
"It turns out that [In Memory] was written by him. I thought it was originally written by Senior Sister Kexin."
There was a lot of discussion in the large classroom for a while, and a man wearing glasses came up to him. Yao Na introduced: "This is the president of our music club - Ge Yusen."
"Han Fei." Han Fei stretched out his hand to show courtesy.
But what was unexpected was that Ge Yusen stopped the smile on his face and said to Yao Na: "If I remember correctly, our music club has an unwritten rule that any member who has been absent for more than two consecutive months will
Are they all regarded as automatic withdrawal from the company?"
Han Fei withdrew his hand and inserted it into his trouser pocket at an angle. The smile on his face gradually turned into a sneer. It seemed that this person was planning to use himself to establish his authority?
Yao Na's expression changed and her tone became cold: "Han Fei has already asked for leave from me."
"Oh? Why didn't I know?" Ge Yusen stared at Yao Na.
Yao Na turned her head and looked at Ge Yusen, not giving in an inch: "If I have to report such a trivial matter to you, then what do you need me as the vice president to do?"
For a moment, the atmosphere in the large classroom became extremely strange.
"What grievances you have have nothing to do with me, and I don't care. But if you want to use me to show off your power, I'm sorry, but you have found the wrong person. Vice President Yao. In fact, I came here today just to use the recording studio to record something."
Something..." In the end, Han Fei broke the deadlock. He really didn't want to waste time on such bullshit.
"You!" Ge Yusen's face turned red after being scolded.
Yao Na's face also changed slightly and she whispered: "This guy is just jealous of your talent. Don't be so impulsive."
"I'm not impulsive! I just want to buy a recording studio for nothing. I really can't stand your bureaucratic struggle." Han Fei spread his hands to express that his purpose was simple.
Ge Yusen suddenly sneered and said loudly: "Vice President Yao, did you hear that? They don't take our music club seriously at all, so why would you put your warm face on someone else's cold butt?"
Yao Na's heart skipped a beat. Ge Yusen's words seemed sarcastic, but they were actually aimed at Han Fei and aroused the external sentiments of other people in the music club.
Sure enough, the club members who were curious about Han Fei just now looked at him with displeasure.
"Humph, music president? If nothing else, he is very good at using bureaucracy." Xie Buchen sneered.
Ge Yusen glared angrily: "Xie Buchen, what qualifications do you, a has-been celebrity, have to speak so shamelessly?"
"Oh? You mean, I'm a serious person who has released an album, but I'm not qualified to comment on an amateur like you?" Xie Buchen scratched his chin and shook his head with disdain.
Ge Yusen's face was livid. This was his eternal pain. He was actually spotted by a music company and was about to release an album. But at that time, it happened to coincide with the overwhelming publicity of Xie Buchen's album release period. His album
He was forced to withdraw the record urgently. A year later, the music company closed down due to poor management. Later, due to copyright issues, no company was willing to release his records.
"A person who relies on fans to buy things has the nerve to show it and scream about it. I even blush for you."
Xie Buchen's face changed slightly. This is the sadness of a popular star. He himself also knows that the official album sales of over one million are not convincing at all. This is why he chose to go back to the drawing board and remake it.
Han Fei completely lost his patience: "Vice President Yao, it's up to you whether I can borrow it or not. I really don't have the patience to waste it with you."
Yao Na took out a key from her jacket pocket while hesitating, but the moment she handed it to Han Fei, Ge Yusen snatched it away.
Ge Yusen sneered and said: "Vice President Yao, don't forget, there are hundreds of thousands of instruments in this recording studio. If something is damaged, you can't bear the responsibility!"
Yao Na was shocked when she heard this and hesitated for a moment.
Han Fei was furious. He pinched Ge Yusen's wrist and twisted it. He heard Ge Yusen scream and the key in his hand fell down. Han Fei caught it firmly.
"Shameless!" Han Fei snorted and let go of his hand. After saying that, he and Xie Buchen went to the recording studio.
Xie Buchen excitedly gestured to Han Fei's actions just now: "Can't you tell that you still have this hand? Sure!"
The corners of Han Fei's mouth twitched unconsciously. He was suffering from a long-term illness. Alas, he would shed tears if he talked too much!
Ge Yusen roared at Yao Na: "Yao Na, you gave them this key. If there is any damage to the equipment inside, you will be fully responsible."
Yao Na spread her hands and looked innocent: "President, if there is nothing wrong with my eyes, you should have given him the key. How can you blame me?"
"You!" Ge Yusen's face turned from red to green, and a pair of resentful eyes finally settled on the two busy people in the recording studio.