Chapter 4: My Lady Luck
4. My lady luck
"Kidd controlled the ball at the top of the arc, Chandler pulled it out and made a one-block cover, the ball passed, Chandler was free of handsβ"
"It's a cap, Wade on the wing came to make up for it, and a big hat that split his head and covered his face fanned the ball out of the sideline, beautiful!"
The TV is playing the 2010-2011 NBA Finals, Zhang Weiping and Yu Jia, the two commentators, are commenting on the real-time game situation in a low voice, and Han Fei is also staring at the screen intently, this round of the series in the previous life seems to be tied at 4-2, but looking at the trend of today's game, the Heat team is afraid that it will be swept by a gentleman.
"Terry is a god today, so accurate. Han Fei muttered in a low voice, in fact, it didn't matter to him who won, his home team had already gone home to fish.
On the sofa, Miss Jiang was fiddling with her mobile phone, her head resting on the pillow, her body was crooked, and her white and tender feet were comfortably resting on Han Fei.
"The first Weibo with thousands of comments, haha, it's not easy, this is a Weibo without zombie whitewash comments. Miss Jiang was suddenly so happy that she kicked Han Fei with her foot.
Han Fei turned down the volume of the TV, grabbed the delicate and delicate ankle, and then scratched her feet in a funny way.
"Hahaha, itchy, don't scratch it. β
Miss Jiang smiled and begged for mercy, her body trembled like an electric shock, some people are born afraid of itching, and scratching their itchy flesh is more uncomfortable than cutting it down.
Han Fei didn't listen, and continued to scratch his feet, even if Miss Jiang struggled hard, he couldn't escape his control, and the tickling technique could vaguely see the path of the Dongying Kato faction.
"Are you still kicking me?" Han Fei pulled a little harder, and Miss Jiang's body slid down an inch, his right hand grabbed Miss Jiang's feet, and his left hand gestured to tickle, with a threat between his eyebrows.
"Don't kick it, don't kick it, let it go, I'm afraid of itching!" After some commotion, Miss Jiang's breath was uneven, her hair was black and slightly messy, and her white jade-like neck was soaked with a layer of shy red.
Han Fei smiled and let go of his hand, saying. "Okay. β
"You're a dead pervert/pervert. Miss Jiang glanced at him.
"I didn't control anyone. β
Han Fei accepted this evaluation with peace of mind, the ancients said that God does not take it, but suffers from it, why not control it, besides, Jiang Jiang's leg wins the championship with a crushing attitude every time it is on the list of beautiful legs of Hupu Pedestrian Street, which is comparable to the epic configuration of orange light.
"Now, see for yourself. β
Miss Jiang handed over the phone stupidly, Han Fei glanced at it, 1000+ comments, 8000+ likes, in 2018, any little blue V can achieve this effect, but at the moment, in an era where there is no Weibo APP and excellent mobile products, this achievement is still worth encouraging for a marketing account that has not been created for a long time.
"Did you cheat when you were a student? β
Han Fei read it word by word, he touched his nose, as if this Weibo was quite ordinary, and then looked down at the comments, tsk, all kinds of cheating methods, some were secretly handing notes, some were stealing cheat sheets, and some were full of high-tech cheating.
"There should be a lot of bloggers on this kind of Weibo, why is it our turn to be popular today, it's not scientific. Han Fei questioned.
Miss Jiang leaned up, her shallot-like fingers smoothed her hair, and the royal sister was full of aggression, and said, "You haven't watched the news?"
"What news?" Han Fei was also confused, the word news was too broad, current politics, entertainment, sports, technology, why do you want to look at me with a kind of summer insect unspeakable eyes?
"Give me the phone. β
"Oh. β
Miss Jiang took the phone, her fingers were slippery and clicky, and finally her eyes lit up, and she handed the phone back, and she didn't forget to say a word to Han Fei, and said, "The news that happened yesterday, you don't care too much about current affairs." β
"Mr. Jiang, I don't run at school and home every day, except for the Central Five, I am too lazy to read other news, I can't be like you who are dedicated to the development of the company, sleep at night, always keep an eye on the cutting-edge news, and do your best for the development of our company's Weibo account." Han Fei took the phone and responded flatteringly.
"You, the major shareholder, are the shopkeeper every day, so don't I have to keep an eye on it?"
Miss Jiang was very helpful in her heart for these words, but she was arrogant and unwilling to admit it, and said jokingly: "Why do you still talk in one set, are you going to take the civil service exam?"
"I've joined the Shuying Party, and people won't accept me when I take the civil service exam. β
"Bah, don't be ashamed, I want shuanggui you. β
After making a fuss for a while, Han Fei finally had to look at the phone screen, and it turned out to be a piece of news related to cheating.
Reuters reported that three Chinese students in the United States were found to have taken the SAT test by a gunman, who admitted to cheating on the TOEFL test and were charged by prosecutors with "conspiracy to deceive the U.S. government" and sentenced to up to five years in prison, in exchange for not being imprisoned. The College Board may re-examine the results in Asia, and if more serious cheating is detected, the results of all candidates in Asia will be cancelled.
After reading the news, Han Fei said with some indignation: "These people are really harmful to others and themselves, even if they die, they will also affect the candidates in the entire Asian region." β
"That's right, if you want to go to a prestigious school, you have to review hard, and if you don't have that grade, you have to apply to a lower school, you have to swallow an elephant, and it's not reliable to find a gunner. β
is also a study abroad party, Miss Jiang also despises this phenomenon, after all, she wasted her boss's energy in order to apply for a taught master's degree, and this group of melons didn't want to do anything at all, so they actually asked someone to take the exam for them, and they also took it.
There was a word that suddenly touched Han Fei's thoughts, he was stunned, and hurriedly asked, "What did you just say?"
"What's the matter, I said they are still unwilling?" Miss Jiang raised her eyebrows, and her small expression became displeased.
"No, it's too late for me to be happy when you scold them, you scold in front, and when you're tired of scolding, I'll play and then scold. β
Han Fei stabilized his girlfriend's emotions and said, "What did you say in the last sentence?"
"What's the last sentence?"
The last sentence of the previous paragraph. β
Miss Jiang hugged the pillow in her arms, her eyes turned around and then she looked at the ceiling, her brain was running at high speed to read the storage disk.
"Oh!"
Miss Jiang slapped Han Fei on the arm and said suddenly, "I said that they are stupid and have a lot of money, and it is not reliable to find a gunman." β
The four finger prints were already clearly imprinted on Han Fei's forearm, but he didn't care about the pain, but laughed out loud.
"You, what's wrong with you, masochistic physique?" Miss Jiang was also stunned, why didn't she get angry after being slapped but laughed, could it be the legendary shaking M physique, tsk, such a tall person, it doesn't look like it.
"Haha, yes, this is it. Han Fei slapped his palms together violently, smiling brightly.
"What, this, that?"
"The gunman, yes, the gunman. β
Now Miss Jiang is even more confused, what is there to be happy about a gunman, it can't be that she slaps her boyfriend's nerve circuits.
"Do you want to make a gunβ"
Before Miss Jiang could finish her sentence, her lips were caught by Han Fei, and after kissing, Han Fei smiled and said, "Jiang Jiang, you are really my goddess of luck." β
Inexplicably kissed, inexplicably praised, Miss Jiang couldn't help but be a little unhappy, ho, what kind of clouds and mountains and fog cover are you playing with me, begging for a beating. She pinched Han Fei's cheeks with both hands, and pulled them to both sides, tearing Han Fei into a pig's face.
"I told you, if you don't tell you the truth, I'm going to tear your face the size of a pancake. β
"Break, break. β
What Han Fei wanted to say was don't don't, because the flesh of his cheeks was torn apart, and he couldn't make a closed accent at all. He pressed Jiang Jiang's hand, rubbed the flesh on his face again, looked at Jiang Jiang with his eyes earnestly, and said, "Jiang Jiang, let's make a movie, you will be the female number one, and I will be the male number one." β
"Huh?"
Miss Jiang didn't react for a while, her eyes widened, and her mind almost crashed, what is the situation, I was talking about the gunman just now, why did I suddenly turn to making a movie, this turn is too urgent.
"Why, why did you suddenly say that you were going to make a movie, I asked you last week what your plans were after graduation, and you said that you would take a break and take a step to watch a step, why did you suddenly change your mind?"
Han Fei gently scratched Miss Jiang's nose, her eyes were tender like water, and said, "Originally, this was the plan, but now it's different, you have inspired me, or how can I say that you are my goddess of luck." β
Miss Jiang pulled her fingers, her eyes drooped down with some disappointment, and said, "But I haven't acted for a long time, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold the role of the female number one." β
Han Fei couldn't see his girlfriend's lost appearance, he grabbed Miss Jiang's hand, rubbed it carefully, and comforted: "You have a four-year professional foundation, and you also acted in stage plays when you were studying abroad, although you are a little rusty about acting now, but your skills are still there, as long as you practice for another month or two, you should be able to get back to your original level." β
Miss Jiang held Han Fei's hand instead, although she was in a slightly better mood, but insiders don't speak layman's terms, the current situation is indeed quite grim, not that she can make up for the performance experience that fell in a word, she knows her own state.
"But who do I find to practice, the performance still relies on a large number of scenarios to repeat the simulation, and the effect is not so good just because you accompany me to practice alone. β
Han Fei continued to be relieved: "You don't have to worry about this, there is really a good place to do short-term training, anyway, we have a foundation, and we can make up for it in the last assault intensive class." β
"Where is it?" Miss Jiang's eyes lit up, and hope was rekindled in her heart.
"Tianchi performance workshop is our school's 96-level Zu Feng's lover, the teacher of Chinese opera Liu Tianchi founded, between me and 06-level Zhai Senior Brother chatted about it, his homeroom teacher and Zu Feng's homeroom teacher are the same person, when the time comes, let him be a middleman to help introduce it, there should be no problem. β
Miss Jiang rubbed over, changed her sad face to a smile, and said, "Really, that's great, the last time I filmed with you was four years ago, it's been a long time." β
"It's okay, isn't there another chance?" Han Fei pinched Miss Jiang's face, also infected by that smile.
"By the way, what kind of movie are you going to make, I'm still confused, besides, can our little arms and legs eat the consumption of the next movie?"
"The subject matter, it's the gunman cheating you just talked about. Investment can be pulled by sponsors, and advertising placement can also be done. Han Fei still hasn't finished half a sentence, and the money is really not enough, so he can only brush his face to make a big investment.
"Can you cheat?"
"I don't know, I'll find someone to get the script out first. β