Chapter 103

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" the audience booed, but I don't know why. I didn't find it annoying at all.

Han Fei looked at it with the trophy of the best composer in his hand, and then cleared his throat: "in fact, I was really surprised to get this award. I seriously doubt whether the organizer has investigated me."

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and the organizers were sweating hard. This goods will not expand to announce any dark scenes, will it?

The audience has been accustomed to listening to Han Fei's award-winning speech in a way of listening to the passage. Anyway, if he doesn't finish speaking, let him boo first, and then boo when he has enough.

"Actually, this is also my personal privacy. I didn't intend to disclose it in public, but today everyone is so happy, so I have to say... I have a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, that is, the toothpaste must be squeezed at the tail, I have to put two tableware when eating alone, all the decorations at home are even, and even the cactus on the computer table There must be four sharp points... "

The audience heard it strangely. Does anyone else have this quirk?

While the audience was still secretly laughing at Han Fei's quirks, he had finished paving the way for the burden.

"So don't lose heart. In fact, the organizer must think that I can't put one away, so I gave another one as a bonus......"

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" Han Fei's voice just fell, and at least half of the audience stood up. This boo was more enjoyable than listening to the crosstalk annual meeting in the small theater.

Le Jianming and you Qingsong both smile bitterly. This guy is so noisy that he is not afraid to offend his peers?

In fact, Han Fei is really not afraid. If he borrows the setting of urban invincible literature, he is a strong man returning from the fairyland. He has come to an end of the law era. He really doesn't pay attention to these shoddy things on the market. If he is unconvinced, he doesn't mind giving himself a nickname - specializing in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction. Of course, if he can stimulate the creative potential of some people, It's also a contribution to the Chinese music world, isn't it?

After the award ceremony, Han Fei, holding two trophies, naturally became the darling of reporters. Compared with the old best male and female singer, his new face is the explosive point.

Yang Kexin instantly became Han Fei's Royal spokesman. Let alone the girl's words, she is really watertight. She is worthy of being a veteran. Some ambiguous words give reporters creative space and don't let people grasp the handle.

After Yang Kexin and Han Fei got into the nanny car, the world was clean.

At the award ceremony, Han Fei's mobile phone has been turned off. When he opened it, it has been crowded with information. He can't see the dense red dots and various private conversations on wechat.

After opening the wechat group in the bedroom, the three bitches began to be polite, and there was a sour run behind them. The most unbearable thing is that Jin Boyuan specially used a ten times slower video software to capture his expression package. The content is extremely rich, and it seems impossible to be kind.

Han Fei was too lazy to reply to the rest of the private conversations one by one, so he made up a "very tired, talk back to the college tomorrow" and sent it to everyone.

When he arrived at the hotel, Yang Kexin got off the bus first. He saw that Han Fei was still stunned and didn't have a good way: "what are you doing? Come down quickly and don't delay Master Liu from work."

"No, at least give me a ride. It's not easy to take a taxi in this five-star hotel!" in fact, Han Fei's subconscious line is that we can't afford to live in a five-star hotel.

Yang Kexin gave the goods a pair of big white eyes: "why don't you dig it out? Why bother with such a small amount of money? You're going to be popular soon, you know? It's hard to say, which brand is willing to endorse the contract for you if you live in such a small hotel again? Isn't it because you've lost watermelon and picked sesame?"

Han Fei thought it was reasonable. He had to bite the bullet and ask for a suite. Originally, he only wanted a standard room. Unfortunately, the standard rooms were full.

It happened that the suite Han Fei wanted was opposite Yang Kexin. Originally, Han Fei was going to go his separate ways in the corridor, but Yang Kexin pulled him into the room with great strength. Han Fei said he was really unable to resist. Cough, yes, that's it.

"Poof ~ ~ ~ look at your affectation, don't you think I want to sleep with you?" Yang Kexin laughed up and down, and his dress was cool, which made it more spectacular in front of his chest.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and his mouth was unwilling to show weakness: "who sleeps is not sure. We should try it?"

"OK, just try, dare you?" Yang Kexin smiled and provoked his chin. The pink lip gloss was particularly blurred and seductive in the dim light.

Han Fei couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand to hold Yang Kexin's waist and said fiercely, "I'll give you three seconds to repent, 3, 2."

"1!" never thought that Yang Kexin helped Han Fei count the last number, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him ruthlessly.

For a time, Han Fei's whole brain was completely swallowed by desire.

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After a while, when Han Fei woke up, the sun was already shining on his face. The beauty around him had long disappeared, leaving only a faint aroma lingering in the room for a long time.

"Lying in the trough, I seem to be sleeping by my sister's paper?" Han Fei has a sense of loss.

When I put on my clothes and got up to get my mobile phone, I found a note on the bedside table. The Juan Xiu font on it was obviously Yang Kexin's handwriting.

"Dear Han Fei [little brother], I can't see my sister in the morning. Isn't it very frustrating? No way. My sister is so popular. I'm going to catch up with the crew again. Well, don't pinch it. Everyone is an adult. My sister won't be responsible for you. Finally..... Well, I did well last night. I'll be lucky to you when my sister comes back."

The end of the note is also printed with hot lips, just

Han Fei looked at the note and his face was wonderful. It didn't seem that he was really asleep. Wait, what the hell is luck?

"Yang Kexin, let's wait and see. Next time I won't let you cry and call dad. My name is not Han Fei, but Han lang."

After changing his clothes, Han Fei went into the bathroom to wash, and then looked at the camera and saw a pair of faces, yes, a pair of faces made of lipstick.

"This childish ghost!" Han Fei was angry and happy. He wiped the graffiti off his face with water. When he checked out, he was a little depressed. His room fee was paid in vain that night, and he didn't even enter the door at all.

However, he soon realized how wise Yang Kexin's arrangement was. Before Han Fei completely left the hotel, a group of reporters surrounded him.

"Excuse me, are you dating Yang Kexin? Why do you appear in the same hotel?"

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