Yunhe Manor.

The sun shines in through the window, and the fresh morning breeze constantly blows the curtains.

Yang Fei seemed to be awakened by the stolen sunlight and slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, you can feel the soft touch around you.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently rub the kitten in his arms a few times, as if he had touched a ball of buns.

And there are bursts of fragrance into the nose, refreshing and intoxicating.

Yang Fei couldn't help but take a big breath, the aroma was intoxicating, and he felt relaxed and refreshed physically and mentally.

At this time, Lin Xiaoman's nose let out a soft snort, and then opened his sleepy eyes.

"Wake up, baby!" Yang Fei said gently.

"What time is it?" Lin Xiaoman yawned.

"Well...... It's nine o'clock. ”

"Ah, miserable, I'm going to see the fans at noon, hurry up!"

Lin Xiaoman remembered that there was a fan meeting at noon today, and hurriedly sat up, but when she just got up, she snorted and lay back.

"What's wrong?"

She frowned, her face turned red, and she pinched Yang Fei's arm fiercely, "It's all your fault, hum!"

Yang Fei suddenly understood, and smiled dumbly: "The conscience of heaven and earth, the worst thing is not whether I am good or not?"

"And said, ignore you......"

"Good, good, it's my fault. ”

"Humph!"

Lin Xiaoman snorted on his lips, but he was smiling in his eyes......

Early morning.

Suddenly it snowed in Seoul, the temperature plummeted, and pedestrians rushed through the cold streets.

In a coffee shop on the street, Zhao Yaxin was holding a cup of coffee in her hands and warming it, and a newspaper was placed in front of her.

On the front page of the newspaper, a picture of Girls' Generation caught her eye.

To be precise, Lin Xiaoman, who was standing on the stage with Girls' Generation, attracted her attention.

In the picture, Lin Xiaoman is holding the trophy and smiling happily.

Especially with Yang Fei standing next to her.

"Vixen!" Zhao Yaxin pursed her lips, and then she crumpled the newspaper in front of her and threw it in the trash.

Immediately, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed her assistant Du Xiaolan's phone.

"Sister Yaxin, Happy New Year!"

"I'm not happy, I'm angry. ”

"Ah, sister, who made you angry. ”

"I ...... I'm nothing, just kidding, Happy New Year!" Zhao Yaxin swallowed back to her mouth.

She originally wanted to ask Du Xiaolan about last night, but she thought that it was not appropriate for Du Xiaolan to know about this kind of private matter.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yaxin snorted in her mouth: "Dead Xiaofei, I'll clean up your ...... when I go back."

When she said this, countless punishments had already appeared in her mind, kneeling on the washboard, twisting her ears, and writing a book of 10,000 words......

In short, Yang Fei is going to ask for more blessings.

Also in Seoul, in the living room of a villa on the outskirts of Seoul.

Ji Rou was eating breakfast, and there was also a newspaper in front of her, and coincidentally, there was also news of Girls' Generation in the newspaper.

Of course, she is not concerned about Girls' Generation, but on their boss Yang Fei.

I don't know when she started, she began to pay attention to Yang Fei's news.

"Xiaofei, this guy is showing off his wealth again. It was Zhang Jiajun who spoke, and he came down from the second floor with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Why are you showing off your wealth?" asked Ji Rou casually.

"Look, Weibo is full of his news, and last night he rewarded an anchor with 100 million RMB on the Fun Fish platform, what a rich man!"

"Hehe, that's really rich!" Ji Rou smiled, took the mobile phone handed over by Zhang Jiajun, and swept several news items at a glance:

"Funny fish surprised to see a super local tyrant, reward 100 million!"

"Asia's super popular girl group 'Girls' Generation' helped the fish anchor Lin Xiaoman. ”

"Teasing fish tyrants has entered the era of 100 million yuan!"

"A super tyrant who is more proud than the national husband......"

Behind him, Zhang Jiajun was complaining: "Xiaofei, this guy, pickling girls is really generous." ”

Ji Rou smiled and continued to watch the news......

And what is the party Yang Fei doing?

He was having breakfast at the breakfast shop downstairs of Lin Xiaoman's house, and it happened that Mr. He had just called, and the two of them were chatting on the phone.

"Xiaofei, the big boss is generous, a reward of 100 million, admire and admire!"

"Haha, this is small money, small money, not enough to worry about. ”

"Your words will make you angry, this is a small amount of money!"

"Huh!"

Yang Feile hehe.

"The local tyrants are just different!" Mr. He sighed.

Then the two chatted about "The Life of a Local Tyrant", and these days Yang Fei has new ideas for the show.

Exchange views with Mr. He, a master of variety shows, he said: "Mr. He, I have an idea, I am going to combine fiction and reality with this show. ”

"What does it mean to combine the virtual and the real?" Mr. He was curious.

The meaning is falsehood, truth, falsehood, falsehood. Yang Fei explained: "In this way, in essence, we are a show, so the audience thinks in their hearts that it is all the effect of the show and is fake, but in fact, I am ready to record the real state of my daily life truthfully, presenting the real life of a rich man, for example, you participated in the New Year's Day event last night, which is real."

This part doesn't need a script to show the real state of life. ”

Teacher He somewhat understood.

What Yang Fei means is that the real life of the super-rich is exciting enough and does not need a script.

Yang Fei continued: "Of course, it can't be completely scriptless. The real is false and fake, so that the audience can't tell the difference. ”

"Your idea is good, I support it. Teacher He smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, I want to see what your super-rich life is like." ”

"Haha, Mr. He, you think it's okay, so let's do it. ”

"Of course, but I remind you that you still have to pay attention to your privacy. ”

"That's for sure. ”

The two chatted a few more words before hanging up the phone.

In the afternoon, Yang Fei accompanied Lin Xiaoman to shop at a Walmart.

Lin Xiaoman bought a lot of things in a big bag, and there was a little episode at the front desk checkout.

"Are you...... Are you Xiaoman?" The cashier's little sister actually recognized Lin Xiaoman at a glance.

"You recognize the wrong person, I'm not Lin Xiaoman. ”

"You are, I watched your live broadcast yesterday. ”

As she spoke, the cashier Xiaomei screamed, "Xiaoman, I'm your fan, I like you so much!"

Other customers in the supermarket were attracted by the shouting and gathered around.

"Who is this man?"

"Which star, it's pretty beautiful. ”

"Wow! Sister Xiaoman, it's really you!" Screams were heard from the crowd, and two girls lined up, excited.

Come on, two more fans recognized Lin Xiaoman.

Lin Xiaoman was actually quite surprised and happy.

Her fans are all on the Internet, and this is the first time she has met fans in reality.

Next, a group photo is indispensable.

Lin Xiaoman smiled very happily.

Although there are only three or five fans, not much, it makes her feel like a star for the first time.

I can't put it into words, but I'm super happy.

Several female fans are also very happy when they meet their favorite stars.

At this moment, a female fan inadvertently made eye contact with Yang Fei.

Suddenly screamed, pointed at Yang Fei and said incoherently, "You...... You...... You, I know you, you're the Flying God?!"

"You've mistaken someone. Yang Fei denied it.

"You are, ahhhhhhh

Well, in the end, Yang Fei did not escape, and was surrounded by these fans.

"Wowhaha, I'm so happy, I met Lin Xiaoman in Walmart Supermarket today, and Feifei Dashen, Sister Xiaoman is really beautiful, her skin is super white, and Feifei Dashen is so handsome!!"

This is one of the female pink-haired circle of friends.

It's a shame that Yang Fei and Lin Xiaoman left early, otherwise it won't be long before they will be surrounded by fans, and they won't be able to leave.

When both reappeared on the street, they both wore masks.

On this day, Lin Xiaoman was extremely excited.

Whether it's shopping with Yang Fei or eating in a restaurant, she can't help but take out her mobile phone and watch news related to her, maybe this is the happiness of fame!