On the eve of the finals, Jiang Fan, wearing a hat and sunglasses, came to a hotel secretly.
It wasn't until he entered the private room that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off his hat and sunglasses, and sat on the chair with a sigh.
There were only three people in Nuo Da's private room.
Besides Jiang Fan, there are Han Zixin and Shen Meng.
In fact, under normal circumstances, Jiang Fan would not insist on dining in a private room, but the development of the situation in the past two days was quite beyond Jiang Fan's expectation, causing him to become a completely public figure now, which is still legitimate. The red kind.
If you don’t dine in the private room, then basically you don’t need to eat this meal…
Seeing Jiang Fan's frightened expression, Shen Meng only found it funny and joked: "How does it feel to be a big star?"
"Feeling? Hehe, it's simply not a human life. I really don't know how Xiao Di adapts to this kind of life. It's so scary! Can you imagine? As long as you are recognized by others, countless people will immediately swarm towards you. And here we are! The sky is blue."
Jiang Fan was a little angry when he mentioned this.
There is no way, an ordinary person has never experienced such a battle.
So much so that when it first received overwhelming reports, Jiang Fan didn't realize that he had become a star.
Walking around the streets as usual.
But just by wandering around like this, something big happened.
As the old saying goes, it was really loud with gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people.
As for where this old saying comes from, Jiang Fan himself doesn't know. Anyway, that's what it means, and it's roughly the same.
That formation was no less than the crowd of adults and aunts who were rushing to grab eggs when the supermarket just opened in the morning.
Jiang Fan, who had never experienced such a situation before, was really frightened.
The key is that these people were not honest when they were surrounding you. You slapped me in the face and touched Jiang Fan's body everywhere.
In the end, Jiang Fan had no choice but to use his strong skills to jump out of the encirclement, and then ran all the way, and finally regained his freedom.
Thinking about it now, I can't help but feel my liver trembling.
"There's nothing you can do about it. The world is like this. You have to pay as much as you get. Now that you have gained fame and fortune, of course you have to lose a certain amount of freedom. It's fair."
Han Zixin said with a smile.
Regarding Jiang Fan's experience, both Shen Meng and Han Zixin looked gloating.
"Bah, you are standing and talking without pain in your back. Am I going to have to be like this in the future? When I go shopping, I have to be careful to avoid being recognized by others?"
Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and asked.
"Sure, it's not too much now. Wait until next year's Olympics. Once you can win the gold medal, your reputation will rise to a level that is unparalleled. Don't say anything about it then. You can count yourself. Holding it in at home, you don’t know how many cameras there will be, trying every possible way to point them at the window of your home, that’s the real horror.”
Han Zixin said happily.
Jiang Fan subconsciously fantasized about that scene, and his whole body shivered instinctively.
She looked at Han Zixin with a look of sorrow and anger and said, "Why are you so happy? I'm so unlucky, shouldn't you comfort me?"
"Is this considered bad luck? Jiang Fan, do you know that if this is considered bad luck, then at least 99.9% of the more than one billion people in the country hope to be as unlucky as you. As for the remaining hundred If I divide it into 0.1 points, I'm either already as unlucky as you, or even more unlucky than you."
Han Zixin said with a smile.
Yes, there is no way to explain this.
Jiang Fan shook his head, picked up a whole glass of white wine in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing Jiang Fan pouring himself a glass of wine in great depression, Shen Meng winked at Han Zixin, then refilled the glass for Jiang Fan with a smile, then raised the glass and toasted Jiang Fan again.
However, although Jiang Fan was still drinking until his glass was dry, Shen Meng just took a sip.
Jiang Fan, who was feeling depressed, did not notice this. He just complained to himself and felt sad for his tragic experience.
While drinking, the waiter came in to serve the food and recognized Jiang Fan again.
However, the quality of this store is extremely high, and the quality of the waiters is relatively good.
Therefore, the news that Jiang Fan was eating here did not leak out, but the waiter took advantage of it and asked Jiang Fan for his autograph.
At the same time, not long after, the owner of the store showed up in person. After toasting Jiang Fan with a glass of wine, he begged Jiang Fan to take a photo with him so that it could be placed in the store as a publicity.
It was a normal request, and Jiang Fan did not refuse it.
But it also made Jiang Fan more deeply aware of the discomfort of many things after becoming a public figure.
This made Jiang Fan even more depressed and couldn't help but drink more wine.
Mainly because he was with Shen Meng and Han Zixin, Jiang Fan didn't have any defensiveness. In addition, he had never been drunk since he entered the product. The irritable experience in the past few days made Jiang Fan really want to get drunk and relieve himself. Feeling sad.
I don’t know how much I drank.
In the end, both Shen Meng and Han Zixin began to have hesitant looks on their faces. They wondered whether Jiang Fan's drinking so much wine would be harmful to his health.
But at this time, Jiang Fan was already drunk and had entered a state that no one else could hold him back.
There was no way he could help it. After drinking it, this was the first time he felt this way.
It wasn't until after 11 o'clock in the evening that the drinking finally ended.
Because Jiang Fan got himself completely drunk.
When paying the bill, Han Zixin looked at the bill of nearly 100,000 and couldn't help but her eyelids twitching.
It has nothing to do with how much money you have, the main thing is that this money... 99% of it is wine money.
Jiang Fan drank almost all of it alone!
Being able to drink so much Moutai by himself was an eye-opener for the owner of this shop.
So much so that when Han Zixin was checking out, it was the owner of the store who came forward in person and kept saying things like Bacchus was still alive...
It even sounded a little incoherent out of shock.
"Are you okay, Xiaofan."
After taking a taxi and arriving at the express hotel, Shen Meng asked after helping Jiang Fan stagger into the room.
"It's great! I... can still drink it!"
Jiang Fan lay on the bed with his head up and said slightly vaguely.
"This level of drinking is really unbelievable. What's going on with Xiaofan's body structure? Is it different from ordinary people?"
Han Zixin whispered in a very speechless voice.
"What's his body structure? Can't you check it out clearly in a moment? Okay, I'm leaving now so I won't delay your good deeds. Remember what I told you, take action when it's time to take action. , it’s much better than regretting it in retrospect later.”
Shen Meng said with a smile.
Han Zixin blushed and said calmly: "But...but didn't you say...if you drink too much, you will...be unable to do anything?"
"Stupid, he's too drunk. If he can't take the initiative, wouldn't you take the initiative? Just use your place."
Shen Meng pointed at Han Zixin's red lips, smiled coquettishly, and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Han Zixin was a little panicked, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
He looked back at Jiang Fan, who was lying on the bed and talking vaguely. He couldn't help biting his lips, his face was so red that it seemed like he could bleed.
Lianbu moved lightly and walked towards Jiang Fan.