Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 103
"Woo~~~" The audience booed for a while, but for some reason, they didn't find it annoying at all for the stinking of this guy.

Han Fei held the best composer's trophy in his hand and looked it over, then cleared his throat: "Actually, I was really surprised to get this award. I seriously doubt whether the organizer has investigated me."

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and the organizer was about to break out in a cold sweat. Could this guy be so inflated that he wanted to announce some shady news?

And the audience has habitually listened to Han Fei's award acceptance speech with a mentality of listening to jokes. Anyway, if he doesn't finish his speech, let him chatter first, and then boo him when he has enough chatter.

"Actually, this is my personal privacy. I didn't intend to reveal it to the public, but today everyone is so happy, so I have to say that I have a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, that is, the toothpaste must be in the Crowded tails, two sets of tableware must be set for one person to eat, all the decorations in the house are all even numbers, even the cactus on the computer table must have four points.”

The audience at the scene heard it strangely. Does anyone else have this quirk?

While the audience was still laughing secretly at Han Fei's eccentricity, he had already completed the preparation of the burden.

"So fellow colleagues, don't be discouraged. In fact, for this award, the organizer must think that I can't afford to take one, so I will give you another one."

"Woo~~~" As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, at least half of the audience stood up. This booing was more enjoyable than listening to the cross talk annual meeting in a small theater.

Le Jianming and You Qingsong both had wry smiles on their faces, this guy is really capable of making trouble, isn't he afraid of offending his colleagues?

In fact, Han Fei is really not afraid. If he borrows the setting of the urban invincible article, he is a strong man who returned from the fairy world and came to a doomsday era. He really doesn't pay attention to these crude things on the market. Here, if there are people who are not convinced, he doesn't mind giving himself a nickname--dedicated to all kinds of dissatisfaction. Of course, if it can stimulate the creative potential of some people, it can be regarded as a contribution to the Chinese music scene, right?
After the awards ceremony, Han Fei, holding two trophies in his hands, naturally became the reporter's favorite. Compared with the cliché of the best male and female singers, a new face like him is the hottest point.

Yang Kexin instantly became Han Fei's official spokesperson. Not to mention that this girl is really impeccable in her speech.

Squeezing all the way from the scene of the awards ceremony, after Yang Kexin and Han Fei got into the nanny car, the world was considered clean.

During the awards ceremony, Han Fei's mobile phone was always turned off. When he opened it up, he was overwhelmed with information. There were so many red dots on WeChat and all kinds of private chats that he couldn't see it at all.

Open the dormitory wechat group, the three sluts were polite at first, but they were all sour. The content is extremely rich, and it seems that it can't be good.

For the rest of the various private chats, Han Fei didn't bother to reply one by one, so he made up a "I'm very tired, we'll talk again when I go back to college tomorrow" and sent it to everyone.

When they arrived at the hotel, Yang Kexin got out of the car first. Seeing that Han Fei was still in a daze, she said angrily, "What are you doing? Come down quickly, don't delay Master Liu from getting off work."

"No, at least give me a ride. It's not easy to take a taxi in this five-star hotel!" In fact, Han Fei's subconscious line was that we can't afford to live in a five-star hotel.

Yang Ke appreciatively gave this guy a pair of big white eyes: "Why don't you kill yourself, why care about such a small amount of money? You are going to be popular soon, you know? It's not good to say, if you live in such a small hotel, which one is it? The brand is willing to give you an endorsement contract? Isn’t this throwing away the watermelon and picking the sesame?”

Han Fei thought it made sense, so he could only bite the bullet and asked for a suite. Originally, he only planned to ask for a standard room, but unfortunately, the standard room was full.

It happened that the apartment Han Fei wanted was opposite Yang Kexin. Originally, Han Fei was going to part ways in the corridor, but Yang Kexin dragged him into the room with great strength. Han Fei said that he was really powerless to resist, ahem, That's right, that's it.

"Pfft~~~Look at your pretentious appearance, you don't think I want to sleep with you, do you?" Yang Kexin laughed so hard, the dress on her body was already cool, but now her chest looks even more magnificent.

Han Fei was stunned for a while, not to be outdone: "It's not certain who will sleep, why don't you try it?"

"Okay, just give it a try, do you dare?" Yang Kexin laughed and lifted her chin, the pink lip gloss looked extraordinarily blurred and seductive under the dim light.

Han Fei couldn't hold it back for a while, stretched out his hand to wrap around Yang Kexin's waist, and said viciously: "I'll give you three seconds to repent, 3, 2."

"1!" Never thought that Yang Kexin would help Han Fei count the last number, then stand on tiptoe and kiss him hard.

For a moment, Han Fei's whole brain buzzed, completely swallowed by desire.

A few days later, when Han Fei woke up, the sun had already shone on his face, and the beauty beside him had disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the room, which lasted for a long time.

"Damn it, I seem to have been slept with by my sister?" Han Fei inexplicably felt that he was at a disadvantage.

Putting on his clothes and getting up, when he was about to pick up his mobile phone, he found that there was still a note on the bedside table. The beautiful handwriting on it was obviously Yang Kexin's handwriting.

"Dear Han Fei [little brother], are you disappointed that you can't see your sister in the morning? There is no way, my sister is so popular and she is going to catch up with the crew, okay, don't be coy, everyone is an adult, sister I won't be responsible for you, and finally, well, I performed well last night, and I will be lucky to see you when my sister comes back."

At the end of the sticky note there is still a hot lip print, just
Han Fei looked at the sticky note with a wonderful expression on his face. It doesn't seem like he was really sleepy. Wait, what the hell is Lin Xing?

"Yang Kexin, let's wait and see, next time I don't let you cry and call Dad, why the hell will I stop calling me Han Fei and change my name to Han Lang."

After changing his clothes, Han Fei walked into the bathroom to wash up, and then saw a grimace in front of the camera, yes, it was a grimace made with lipstick.

"This childish ghost!" Han Fei was very happy, and wiped off the graffiti on his face with water. He was a little depressed when he checked out. This night, his room fee was equivalent to nothing, and he didn't even enter the door. .

But soon he realized how wise Yang Kexin's arrangement was. Before Han Fei could leave the hotel area completely, a group of reporters surrounded him.

"Excuse me, are you dating Yang Kexin? Why did you two appear in the same hotel?"

(End of this chapter)