Chapter Twenty-Seven: Such a She
27. Such a her
The press conference ended quite quickly, starting at half past two and ending at half past four, Tianyu finished blowing, the media got the materials, and the entertainment reporters got the car and horse fees, and they were all happy.
Although these media are not optimistic about this copycat version of "Meteor Garden", they have to build momentum after taking other people's money.
When the personnel dispersed, Zhu Zixiao suddenly proposed: "Let's go out for dinner, I have a seat, it is on the edge of the Bund, and you can also see the night view." ”
The pond owner asked: "It's okay, Zixiao, it's quite good, this time I have to have some blood."
"When I arrived in the magic capital, I was also half of the host, so naturally I came to treat you, so you can order it. Zhu Zixiao had a little pride between his eyebrows.
The other four are a little confused, friend, aren't you a Northeast man, where did you come from?
Of course, suspicion is suspicion, Wei Chen still didn't want to brush his face, and said with a smile: "Okay, I have no opinion, someone has a treat, don't eat for nothing." ”
"I don't have a problem either, it's been a busy day, just to relax. Zheng Shuang also replied.
Only Han Fei looked at his phone, raised his hand to confess, and said, "I'm sorry, I still have some things, and I will be out of company at night, you guys have a good time." ”
It was inevitable that the work consumed the time of the day, but Han Fei naturally did not want to spend his rest time on these people.
Wei Chen put his arm on Han Fei's shoulder, directly pressed him, and complained, "No, what can you do?"
"That's it, is it a commercial performance? No, how can any business look for a commercial performance at night, and besides, your agent is not there. Zheng Shuang followed.
"It's hard to get together, let's go to have a meal together, and give face. Zhu Zixiao also said with a smile.
Han Fei waved his hand, his face was appraised, and said: "I really have something, you can play by yourself, and when you go to Star City tomorrow to record the show, I will be the east, okay?"
"No, I can't figure out what you can do, just in such a hurry?" Wei Chen crossed his hands in front of his chest, very puzzled.
"I can't explain it, anyway, it's not a crime or a crime, I'm sorry everyone, Star City, I'll definitely treat you when I get to Star City." ”
At this point, there is nothing to say on both sides, one party really has something, the other party can't pull it desperately, eating is a bond of gratitude, whether the guest is really or fake, anyway, there is no face, and the host is easy to be bounced in the face by the bond no matter how strong the host is.
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The brim of the cap was quite large, Han Fei pressed it down again, half of his face was blocked tightly, and when he got out of the hotel, Han Fei raised his hand and beckoned a taxi, and asked the driver to drive according to the address on the message sent to him by Miss Jiang.
Although the magic capital is also one of China's TOP2 cities, the traffic is bustling, but the car condition is much better than the imperial capital, the car is driving at a gentle speed, although the road will stop and go because of the traffic light, but it is not like the imperial capital A traffic light can block you to finish reading a "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
The sun was wantonly exuding its enthusiasm, but fortunately, the air conditioning temperature in the car was low enough, Han Fei took off his hat and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
The driver peeked a few times from the rearview mirror, compared to the taxi driver who knew the treacherous international situation outside the imperial capital and the changing social events inside, the practitioners in the magic capital were obviously much more gentle, he frowned, and asked, "Young man, have I seen you somewhere?"
"No, I don't. Speaking of which, this is the first time Han Fei has taken a taxi in the magic capital, and he used to either squeeze the bus with Lao Cai or pick up Sister Fan.
"How do I feel like I've seen you on TV. ”
"Really, which station?"
The driver held the steering wheel with his right hand, touched his chin with his left hand, and was thinking hard in his mind, and looked at Han Fei from the rearview mirror again, and said, "Have you participated in our Dragon TV's "Come on Good Boy"?"
Han Fei smiled after hearing this, this driver is quite interesting, although the show guessed wrong, but the general direction is still correct, anyway, both programs are singing talent shows.
"No, I didn't do that show. ”
"That's weird, I see that you are so handsome, I always feel that I have seen you on which TV station. The driver couldn't help but be a little suspicious of his own thoughts.
"Haha, maybe you'll see me on TV again that day. Han Fei smiled, framed the cap on his head again, and looked out the window, his heart couldn't help but jump.
The driver's driving skills are still okay, and the journey is very smooth, and when it is close to five o'clock, I finally arrived at the destination.
This is a library, the appearance is very exquisitely designed, the overall sense of line is very strong, unconventional, the surrounding greenery is also very good, and there is a bamboo forest in the middle, lush, adding a bit of life to this giant beast made of reinforced concrete.
Han Fei pressed down the brim of his hat again, although the driver couldn't recognize him just now, but it was hard to guarantee that there would be no sharp-eyed people, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others when he stayed with Miss Jiang.
Entering the library, the glass curtain wall made the entire hall look bright and tidy, and the orange chandelier exuded a heart-warming glow, Han Fei looked at the sign and walked towards the reading room.
Maybe it's because it's too hot, and there aren't many people in the reading room, but at first glance it looks like most of them are young people, putting books and laptops on the same side, and they're working hard. Han Fei took a few steps forward, and at a glance he saw Miss Jiang in the back seat of a row of reading tables by the window on the left.
Miss Jiang is wearing the white short-sleeved dress today, the lower body is a black skirt, the backpack is hanging on the back of the chair, she sits very upright, her black hair is draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her back outlines elegant lines.
Han Fei quietly walked quickly behind Miss Jiang, touched her chin with her right hand, and looked at the furnishings on Miss Jiang's table. On the left is a tome in English, and on the right is an electronic dictionary, and she is writing and drawing in a notebook, looking very serious.
"How to evaluate the media market", "How to make good use of the media value of the Internet" and so on, one question after another were listed in the notebook, for a while Han Fei was reluctant to disturb Miss Jiang, he held his hands in front of his chest, and stood quietly behind Miss Jiang, fortunately, the people in the library were busy with their own affairs, otherwise they would have to arrest Han Fei as an idiot.
Han Fei has seen the smiling and smiling Jiang girl, the Jiang girl who is angry and slightly angry, and the Jiang girl who is pretty, but Han Fei, the Jiang girl who is engrossed in learning, has never seen it, and they all say that the most handsome time for a man is when he works hard, and the other half of the sky is not far behind, and unconsciously, Han Fei's face actually showed a smile like an old aunt.
Uncle Policeman, this is the person.