Chapter Eighty-Four: If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world.
He went back to the dormitory to pack his things and prepare to go home. After learning from last year's experience, Han Fei also learned the lesson. No matter what happened, he would stay home for two days beforehand. Otherwise, Dong Jie would say that he was idle all day long and would not even go home.
Along the way, he was crowded with buses and subways. Han Fei almost lost his breath. The traffic in Beijing was so desperate. The key is that this despair cannot be solved by a car, otherwise Han Fei would have taken the exam long ago.
Got a driver's license.
When he returned home, Han Fei had a sense of déjà vu as he finally arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain after going through eighty-one hardships.
Dong Jie and Han Xiao specially took a day off and were waiting at home early. When they heard the noise outside the door, Dong Jie quickly put down the spoon and sat on the sofa in the living room to apply a mask, with her feet up and a look of leisurely contentment.
Han Xiao crossed his legs and pretended to read the newspaper as if nothing had happened.
"I'm fat!" Han Fei felt refreshed as soon as he walked in. There is nothing more pleasant than staying at home with the air conditioner on on a hot day.
"Uh, don't you have to go to work today?" Han Fei was a little confused.
Dong Jie was left speechless by the question. A sinful little hand quietly pinched the soft flesh of her husband's waist. Han Xiao gritted his teeth in pain and quickly cleared his throat: "What, today it is my turn to follow
Your mother is on vacation."
"Oh." Han Fei nodded. Just as he was about to go back to his room to put away his luggage, he suddenly smelled something burning: "Whose cooking wouldn't catch on fire, right?"
"Ah? My braised pork ribs!" Dong Jie suddenly shouted, and the mask fell to the ground. She didn't have time to pay attention and ran into the kitchen.
"Hey, Old Han, stop pretending, those are last year's newspapers, what's there to read?" Han Fei rolled his eyes for a while, weren't this couple too naive?
Han Xiao turned it over and realized that he had been fooled. At this time, Han Fei had already slipped into the room.
"This brat is obviously from last month's newspaper."
At the dining table, Dong Jie looked at her son who was devouring his food and felt heartbroken: "Look at this kid, what do you usually eat in the cafeteria? Slow down, there is still something in the pot."
"The craftsmanship in the cafeteria can't compare with yours," Han Fei said flatteringly.
"You bastard, a dog can lift the door curtain with just his mouth." Even though he said this, Dong Jie's face burst into laughter.
After eating and drinking enough, Han Fei burped happily and was about to drink some water when he heard a knock on the door.
"Hey, Ya Nan is here? Come in quickly, he's beautiful again after not seeing her for months." Dong Jie greeted her warmly.
Han Fei took a look and realized that Dong Jie's words were not all beautiful. In fact, Li Yanan's appearance had not changed much, but his temperament was quite different, and he had a kind of intellectual beauty.
Li Yanan was a little embarrassed by Dong Jie's words, and her pretty face turned red. She looked at Han Fei again and found that he seemed to have changed a lot. Well, he seemed to be more handsome than before.
"Ahem, Lao Han, didn't we make an appointment to play mahjong with Lao Zhang and his wife? Hurry, it's too late." Dong Jie rolled her eyes.
Han Xiao looked confused: "No, don't pull me. Isn't Lao Zhang blind from cataracts? How can he play mahjong?"
"Take the tiles, don't you understand? Who said a blind person can't play mahjong?" Dong Jie dragged Han Xiao out of the door: "You old fool, you still call others blind, I think you are the real blind one.
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Han Xiao was anxious: "No, do you think I'm stupid? The key is that I didn't do it like you. It's inevitable that these young men and women will have sex together. If something goes wrong..."
"Don't worry, I've already prepared my son's bedside table." Dong Jie smiled proudly.
"ah?"
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"Congratulations on winning the Best Documentary Award. I watched the film, which was particularly good." Li Yanan sat on the sofa with his legs side by side, his hands clamped on his knees, looking a little cramped.
Han Fei couldn't help but have a headache. Is this girl really attracted to him? I have to admit that at this time, Li Yanan wanted to have good looks and temperament. However, Han Fei was determined to be a scumbag. In order to
In order to prevent being beaten by two parents in the future, I decided to give up the idea of becoming a flower-picking thief.
"Thank you. Speaking of which, it's thanks to your precious vote."
Li Yanan secretly complained that it was more than just one vote. With the unrelenting promotion of her best friend Lan Qi, Tsinghua University contributed at least a thousand votes to this film.
Afterwards, the two exchanged interesting stories about school with each other, but most of the time it was Li Yanan who did the talking. Han Fei was a good listener. When Dong Jie and his wife came back in the afternoon, Li Yanan had already gone home.
Dong Jie sneaked into Han Fei's room and found that there was no sign of the packaging on the bedside table being torn apart, and sighed with some disappointment.
Suddenly, Han Fei received a call from Jia Youqian. The guy was a little incoherent. It took Han Fei a long time to understand what he was saying.
It turned out that through the promotion of many enthusiastic netizens on the Internet, Yan'er's mother saw their film. Although she later started a family again, she still went to see Yan'er, and the two parties negotiated that Yan'er's father would bring his daughter to the film.
Her mother works in the city, and Yan'er's mother visits her daughter once a week.
For this reason, Yaner excitedly called Jia Youqian to express her gratitude.
Han Fei hung up the phone and felt mixed emotions for a moment. This matter had always been hanging in his heart. Although the documentary had achieved unprecedented success, as long as Yan'er's mother was not found, it did not matter to him.
end.
Now Yan'er's mother has finally been found, but after so much effort and waiting for so long, the final result is not as perfect as imagined. Han Fei feels empty in his heart, and I believe Jia Youqian must have the same mood.
After thinking for a long time, Han Fei was relieved.
There are hundreds of flowers in spring, a moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world.
Maybe this is life? The answer you expect may always be far from the final result, but from another perspective, Yan'er is very happy to be able to see her mother again.
Perhaps for Yan'er, the mentality of people like them is the so-called worrying about other things, right?
That night, Han Fei also posted the news on his Weibo, and also thanked many netizens who shined on this matter.
I remember that a certain Internet tycoon once said that the core spirit of the Internet is sharing, so that night, related posts on various forums were pushed to the home page by netizens.
Some netizens who didn't know why were also infected by this enthusiasm and began to browse various posts. After learning about it, some film and television UP owners also started to make explanation videos of this documentary.
No one thought that after such a long time, this matter would explode into such a huge rage. The next day, some netizens discovered that the related incident was on the hot search list, although it was only at the bottom.
Han Fei also gained some fans because of this, and the number of Weibo fans increased to two million. Although the fans are not many, most of them are die-hard fans who started following him when he was broke. They have strong cohesion and they follow Han Fei.
It's not because of his good looks or gossip, but because of his talent and attitude towards life and work.
This is a team that many popular celebrities may not be able to accumulate in their lifetime. Rather than being fans, it is better to say that they are friends who have never met Han Fei across the Internet.