11. How to solve worries, only the old lady

"Wake up, where are the materials for targeted poverty alleviation that I asked you to prepare?"

Han Fei was woken up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and was in a groove, it turned out to be the cold face of the section chief, and then looked around, how is it the office of our department, the water dispenser is placed on the left side of the gate, and the pot of green plants is still on the right.

Han Fei had only one word in his mind, incredulous, and stammered and asked, "Branch, section chief, is it really you?"

Syllable!

The section chief slapped the table in front of Han Fei, making Han Fei's body tremble.

"What is I not me, you actually sleep during work hours, you are a serious dereliction of duty, have you prepared the materials I asked you to prepare?"

Materials, what materials?

Am I not sleeping at home?

Am I wearing it back again?

What's going on now?

A series of questions swelled Han Fei's brain, and he covered his head in pain.

The section chief was furious and said sharply: "What kind of god are you walking when I talk to you, what kind of work attitude do you have!"

After a slashing of his head and covering his face, Han Fei came back to his senses, no, no, I just went through the college entrance examination, why did I come back again.

Han Fei stood up suddenly, his movements were very fast, and he brought the chair down.

The section chief's voice became more and more angry: "What do you want to do?!"

"No, I'm getting out of here. Han Fei staggered to the door, his body did not stand firm and he stumbled and fell to the ground, he wanted to stand up, but the ground was very slippery and could not use his strength.

No, how can there be wooden floors in our department? No, I have to go out.

His eyes were fixed on the doorknob, his knees pushed down, his arms pushed the ground, and his upper body finally got up. Han Fei gritted his teeth, pressed all the strength of his body on his left arm, and tried his best with his right hand to reach the doorknob, once, twice, it was always a little worse.

The section chief's voice was still roaring behind, but the person didn't catch up, Han Fei gritted his teeth, his temples were swollen, the green tendons on his neck were bulging, and he moved forward a few steps with great difficulty, and his right hand was finally able to touch the doorknob.

"Whew, whew—"

Han Fei gasped heavily, and cursed: "Fuck your uncle, open it for me!" With twelve points of strength in his palm, he finally unscrewed the doorknob, and finally stood up straight by the pull of the doorknob.

Outside the door, it was like countless big trucks turned on the high beams together, and the bright stinging made Han Fei's eyes hurt, and his heart was crossed, rush!

Han Fei shook off the wooden door fiercely, his eyes were closed, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string, who knew that as soon as he took the first step, his foot stepped into the air, and his entire body suddenly lost balance and fell down.

"Ahh

Han Fei finally woke up, and it was pitch black all around, only a green number lit up directly in front of him: 26.

Whew, whew, Han Fei was still panting, his body was lying on his left side, his hair was already sticky, and his back was sweating like a waterfall hanging in front of the river, am I having a nightmare?

Han Fei fumbled for a while, and finally touched the phone, pressed the unlock button, and the screen read: June 9, 2007, 04:44,, it's a nightmare.

Due to sweating, the back of the air conditioner was simply cold, Han Fei turned on the desk lamp and turned off the air conditioner with the remote control.

He rubbed his temples, his whole body was a little sore, he was drunk too much by his classmates last night, and even He Zhen, who had been watching Han Fei unhappy, let go of his grievances and fought with Han Fei several times. Han Fei remembered, "When the exam time comes, please stop answering." After the broadcast sounded, a group of students went straight to the school cafeteria, followed by drinking and drinking, and Han Fei didn't remember how he got home.

Han Fei pushed open the window, the cool breeze in the middle of the night blew in, he took out the hidden cigarette and lighter from the depths of the drawer, lit a cigarette and smoked it, his heart palpitated, the dream just now was a little terrible, the section chief is still the section chief, the office is still the same office, specially, I just changed to a new profession God suddenly hit me back to the original shape, then I am really a Husky Samoyed Bull Terrier.

……

Counting the time, Han Fei hadn't seen her sister for more than four months, and the original black long straight hair was now cut into a neat and capable short haircut.

Golden Eagle Pavilion, Han Fei and Han Yu are eating dinner, they are still the same, eight-treasure duck, fried beef, shredded cabbage, plus a plate of stinky tofu, no way, these two people are difficult to choose, they keep eating when they catch a few delicious things, and they don't bother to change their tastes at all.

After changing her style, the old lady's cold general offensive temperament became more and more prominent, and Han Fei asked tentatively: "Sister, why did you suddenly cut your hair short?"

"What, it's not good-looking?" Han Yu supported his cheek with his left hand, and put a piece of beef into the bowl with his right hand, his eyes were very sharp.

"Good-looking, good-looking, my sister doesn't have a bad look. Han Fei responded with a smile, and then looked at the old lady's face carefully, it seemed that she had lost a little weight, the flesh on her cheeks was much less than during the New Year, and the dark circles under her eyes were also a little heavy.

"Sister, have you been tired lately?

Han Yu sighed, brushed aside the hanging bangs, and said, "Of course I'm tired, recently the station has been engaged in "Happy Boys", I was sent to the Chang'an competition area last month, and I will only come back at the end of the month." After so many years of rice noodles, I suddenly made me eat noodles every day, I really don't get used to it, plus I am also busy with recording work, I didn't eat well or sleep well. ”

Han Fei didn't say anything comforting, he and the old lady have a deep relationship, there is no need to say it warmly, just put it in your heart, and the old sister understands.

"By the way, sister, are those contestants strong? To be honest, I don't have any confidence in the company asking me to sing, there are so many cattle people in the country, maybe one of them will kill me out of nowhere." Han Fei pursed his lips and asked after thinking for a few seconds.

Han Yu suddenly laughed: "Haha, what are you panicking about, you are so unconfident." ”

"Sister, I'm really bottomless. ”

Han Yu took a sip of his drink and said with a smile: "I want to laugh when I talk about these contestants, there are indeed a few cattle, but there are really too many wonderful, they almost didn't laugh me to death, some people I don't know who gave me the courage, and I dare to go to that level." ”

"Liang Jingru gave it. Han Fei continued.

"Who? Liang Jingru, hahaha, you have a good joke. Han Yu leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, holding his stomach and laughing, seeing Han Fei frowning, is this paragraph so funny?

Han Fei put down the chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, and asked, "Sister, why do you say that the company has to let me participate in the singing audition, I am a little actor who has just touched the threshold." ”

Han Yu calmed down, rubbed his cheeks and said: "Isn't this normal, this era is the era of the draft, and the fastest way to become famous is the draft, especially this show is still run by its own company, this is by helicopter." ”

"Alas. Han Fei nodded, he actually understands the truth, it is nothing more than hype, and the future talent shows will play this set very well, and the contestants in the final finals of "The Voice of the Heavenly Empire" are all Canxing people.

Han Fei was silent for a while, rubbing his fingers against the armrest of the chair, thought for a while and said: "Sister, I understand this, but I'm afraid of being labeled, think about it, although the popularity of the draft is very high now, and there are many fans, but the comments in the society are not friendly to them, others have not become any climate for so many years, you are lucky enough to participate in a show, can others not be hostile?"

Han Yu pursed his lips, glanced at him, and sneered: "I said, you don't have a fever, right?" After speaking, he reached out and touched Han Fei's forehead.

"Sister, don't make a fuss, I mean serious. ”

"You're on the shelf. ”

Han Yu glanced at him, his expression was very disdainful, and said: "Do you think how powerful you are when you see that your "Cha Classmate Boy" is popular, then you are really wrong, CCTV broadcasts so many TV series every year, and the people who become popular are like carp crossing the river, and later, how many people can really maintain their popularity?"

Han Fei seemed to have been poked at the pain point, and hurriedly retorted: "Sister, I'm not-"

"No, you are, I don't know you yet. Han Yu coldly snapped his fingers, causing Han Fei to let out a long hiss.

Han Yu didn't bother to listen to his mother-in-law's complaints, and continued to count: "What's wrong with labeling, Li Yuchun hasn't been labeled, everyone has been on the "Time" weekly, how many people have been in the Celestial Empire over the years? ”

"What's the matter, are you convinced?" Han Yu suddenly smiled again as he watched his younger brother being counted into a stupid goose.

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced, or sister, you are wise and martial. ”

Han Fei nodded, flatteringly put the vegetables in the old lady's bowl, and said, "Sister, eat vegetables, eat more vegetables, and raise the meat back." ”

"Cut, don't be unconvinced, let me tell you, in this circle, the lining and face can only be the same. ”

"Understood, understood. ”

Han Yu shook off his bangs in a dashing manner, picked up the cup and said, "That's good, let's touch one to celebrate your liberation from the purgatory of the college entrance examination, and from then on turn into a serf and sing." ”

"Go one. Han Fei hurriedly raised his glass and touched the old lady.

Sure enough, how to solve the worries, only the old sister, after some persuasion from the old sister, the depressed block in my heart was finally moved, okay, isn't it just a singing draft, don't coward, just do it.

Han Fei drained the drink in the cup in one gulp.