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A fragrant wind blew in his face, and Wang Xiaofan was frantically thrown into his seat by this cute-looking beautiful girl. This is not the end, the girl still rubbed Wang Xiaofan's face desperately, so frightened that he quickly shrank into the seat.

"Girl, what are you doing here?" Wang Xiaofan pressed the beautiful girl's shoulders with both hands, preventing her from having intimate contact with him again.

But this girl hugged Wang Xiaofan's waist and pouted and stuck it on his face. Looking at that posture, if there was no one nearby, she might give Wang Xiaofan a strong X.

"Fanyu, I'm your fan! just let me kiss it!" said the girl excitedly.

"Girl, can we do it ourselves? I'm the one who has a girlfriend. Wang Xiaofan couldn't laugh or cry.

But the beauty pursed her lips and said arrogantly: "So what? I'm just a polite kiss, and you don't need a piece of meat." Quick, let me kiss it!"

Wang Xiaofan felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so in desperation, he could only let the girl kiss her.

The tender little mouth left a faint aftertaste on his face, which made Wang Xiaofan secretly say in his heart: Amitofu, Lao Yang, this is not what I thought, but the fans are too enthusiastic.

And the young man with yellow hair next to him saw it, and his heart was sour!

If you take a train, you can still meet a beautiful woman, why didn't he meet this good thing?

Fortunately, this beauty is not a brainless fan, but after seeing Wang Xiaofan, she was too excited.

During the chat, Wang Xiaofan learned that the name of this beauty was Huang Keer, and she was a college student at the Conservatory of Music.

"By the way, Brother Fan, you have to sign for me. ”

After saying that, under Wang Xiaofan's dumbfounded expression, Huang Keer took out a full ten "God of War" albums from his backpack and listed them in front of Wang Xiaofan one by one.

"Why are you buying so many albums? It's not like this when you have money!" Wang Xiaofan said depressedly.

But Huang Keer said aggrievedly: "It's all your fault!"

"What does it have to do with me? I didn't let you buy so many ......."

"Only the first 100 posters in your album have signatures, and then I read on the Internet and said that another batch of signed albums were released and randomly distributed. I bought 10 in a row, but I didn't see any signatures. I don't care, you have to sign it for me!" Huang Keer pushed the album into Wang Xiaofan's arms, slightly angry.

The playful little nose is wrinkled, and it looks even more cute.

"Isn't it just a sign?

Wang Xiaofan took a pen, and Long Feifeng danced and signed his name on the album and poster.

When he signed the autograph, the yellow-haired yin and yang next to him asked in a weird way: "Is this a star?"

After hearing this, Wang Xiaofan said modestly: "It's not a star, it's just that he has posted two songs." ”

Huang Keren said proudly: "He is the youngest three-star singer in history!"

When Huang Mao heard this, he laughed disdainfully.

"Isn't he just a three-star singer! I haven't even entered the door of the entertainment industry, what is there to worship? Little girl, you can have a snack. This kind of little white face is generally not a good thing, maybe it will cheat your money and your sex! People who mix in the entertainment industry are all bothered!" Huang Mao sarcastically said.

Wang Xiaofan frowned, and did not have this disrespectful yellow hair theory. also pulled Huang Ke'er and didn't let her pay attention to Huang Mao.

This kind of person, you can reason with him is to lose your identity.

Huang Keer took out her guitar and said to Wang Xiaofan: "Brother Xiaofan, listen to me sing a piece of "You at the Same Table", give me some guidance." ”

Wang Xiaofan smiled and nodded.

Huang Keren held the guitar, closed his eyes, and sang with a devoted.

"Tomorrow will you remember, the diary you wrote yesterday. Tomorrow do you still think about you, you used to cry the most......"

The first time he heard someone else sing his own song, and it was a beautiful woman singing, Wang Xiaofan was very pleased.

He squinted his eyes and tasted Huang Keer's singing voice carefully, his voice was good, but the delicacy was not enough, the bass was not handled properly, he could hear the obvious pause rhythm when he was ventilating, and when the beat was up and down, her tone would also fluctuate, and there was no stability at all, so to speak, Huang Keer was not very suitable for singing this song.

But at the amateur level, it's already pretty good. And Huang Keer's expression is intoxicated when she sings, it can be seen that she is singing with her heart, if she sings live and performs, the advantage of appearance can make up for the lack of singing skills.

Huang Keer was still singing here, but the little Lori opposite took out a cardboard and carefully examined the content on it.

Probably feeling Wang Xiaofan's gaze, Xiao Lori hurriedly hid the cardboard and lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"Why is this little girl so preoccupied?, are all children so precocious now?" Wang Xiaofan was a little puzzled.

At this time, Huang Keer finished singing.

She looked at Wang Xiaofan expectantly and asked, "Brother Xiaofan, how am I singing?"

The information about music was called up from the brain, and after going through it in consciousness, a professional music master was born.

Wang Xiaofan didn't say that she sang well, nor did she rap badly, but just pointed out some of her shortcomings, and then gave her how to improve.

After Huang Keer heard it, she tried to sing it again with Wang Xiaofan's method. She was pleasantly surprised to find that this time she sang was obviously much stronger than the last time.

"You deserve to be my idol, Brother Xiaofan, you are really amazing!" Huang Keer praised from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Lori's father, who had not spoken, stood up, and his movements seemed a little unnatural.

"Fluttershy, you sit here obediently, Daddy goes to the bathroom. ”

After saying that, little Lori's father held on to the edge of the seat and walked out with a little difficulty.

Only then did Wang Xiaofan know that his father's eyes were a little inconvenient.

Huang Keer is also a warm-hearted and kind girl, when she saw this situation, she immediately put down her guitar, stepped forward to help the father and said, "Uncle, I'll help you go!"

"No, no, I'll just take my time. The middle-aged man hurriedly refused, he was also afraid of bothering others.

"Hey, it's just two steps, what are you polite to me?" Huang Ke'er stepped forward to help the middle-aged man without saying anything, which made the man very moved.

Tian Xiaodie stood in her seat and looked at her father, and after making sure he was far away, she took out the white cardboard that she was clutching tightly in her hand.

Biting her chapped lips, Tian Xiaodie's big dark eyes were full of hesitation and cowardice.

But when she thought of her father, the hesitation in her eyes turned to firmness.

With the cardboard in hand, Tian Xiaodie starts to explain her difficulties to the passengers next to the table.

The cardboard reads, "My dad has a sick eye and needs a lot of money, I hope you can help me."