After Ming Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry, not giving Lan Xi a chance to refuse at all.

All right!

It seems that I have to go.

Speaking of which, Ming Xiu and Ming Feng are also her friends, and they finally came to the imperial capital once, and they should visit them.

"Mobao, how much Pei Yuan Dan is left in the refining pharmacy?" Lanxi Chuanyin asked.

Since I was going to a birthday party, I naturally had to prepare gifts.

"There are only three left." Mobao replied.

Because Lanxi recently sent Yang Yuehua a ** Pei Yuan Dan, she didn't have much inventory in her hands.

"Then let's just get one!" Lan Xi thought for a moment.

It's not that she's stingy.

It's that the effect of Pei Yuan Dan is too good, and if you take out too much at one time, it will be eye-catching.

……

The next day, it was time to make the appointment.

Lan Xi cleaned up briefly and was about to go out, but met Meng Fei'er in the elevator.

"What, you're going out too?" Meng Fei'er looked Lan Xi up and down, and the contempt in her eyes was undisguised.

The clothes Lan Xi is wearing now are all designed by herself, and then the symbol of moon tracking is added.

Meng Feier had never heard of this brand.

In fact, Meng Fei'er is also strange, Lanxi has made a lot of money in the recent live broadcast, why is she still wearing such a stumbling dress.

Sure enough, poor sour goods will always be poor sour goods.

What if you have money now? It's still like a dirt bun!

Of course, all this is a self-righteous idea of Memphel.

Coming out of the elevator, the eyes of everyone in the lobby of the Imperial Capital Hotel couldn't help but fall on Lan Xi.

Someone forgot to look at the road and almost fell down.

As for Memphel.

is usually a goddess-level figure, but standing by Lanxi's side, he directly became a foil.

But Meng Fei'er didn't know it, and thought that these people were looking at herself, and the expression on her face became even more proud.

Coming to the door of the Imperial Capital Hotel, Meng Fei'er looked at Lan Xi with a little ostentatious and said, "Wait for my dad to pick me up, where are you going, do you want to give you a ride?" ”

"No, I don't." Lan Xi replied with a cold expression.

"Shh Meng Fei'er snorted disdainfully.

What to pretend to be cold!

It's okay to pretend to be cold in the live broadcast, but in reality, you can really think that you are the queen!

"Look, that girl is so beautiful, is she a star?"

"Wow, it's so beautiful, it's like it came out of a painting!"

"Haven't you seen her live? The one who plays the piano in the Fengyun TV performance is so good! ”

Listening to the praise not far away, Meng Fei'er reached out and stroked her hair, with a just right smile on her face.

Ever since she became famous on Fengyun TV, she has often encountered this situation.

She has already planned to go to the entertainment industry after the rookie king competition is over, after all, many people say that she is no worse than a star!

At this time, a little boy ran over.

"Well, can you ask for an autograph?" The little boy held a notebook in his hand and said very shyly.

"Okay!" Meng Fei'er said with a smile, and was about to reach for the notebook.

"I'm sorry, I want Miss Lanxi's autograph." The little boy took back the notebook dissatisfied, and then handed it back to Lan Xi, "Miss Lan Xi, I really like the piano music you play, especially the song "Dance of Death", I have to listen to it several times a day!" ”

"If you like it."

Lan Xi took the notebook calmly, and then signed his name on it.