You were asked to be on a dating variety show, but all the guests failed?

Chapter 7 Good Brothers

The taxi was parked right in front of the villa's gate, very close to the camera, so there was no problem with shooting the picture or receiving the audio.

So the audience saw that Han Fei, who had already got off the car, suddenly jumped back into the taxi. The driver, who had been so cool and unrestrained just now, like the god of driving in Akina Mountain, was so frightened that sweat broke out on his bald head.

The master's face was full of question marks:

"Young man, why are you back again? I didn't go to the wrong place, and this fare is not refundable!"

Han Fei opened his phone and showed the address in the chat history between him and his assistant Chen Yang to his master:

"I'm here to film a show. I'm not a local. Logically, there should be other guests and staff here, but..."

"How about you take another look. Is this really the place? There's no one there when I go in. I'm sure I didn't go the wrong way?"

The master was a little angry.

This is questioning his professionalism!
He slammed the door open and got out of the car, then caught Han Fei and took him to the blue-and-white house number next to the villa. He pointed at it and said angrily:

"No. 404, Group , Yunshan Village. Look for yourself. Isn't this the address you told me? Where did you go wrong?"

Han Fei looked at the house number that matched his own, then looked at the driver's angry bald head. He could only scratch the back of his head and apologize:

"I'm sorry, Master. You did follow this. Maybe my assistant gave me the wrong address. Sorry, sorry."

"How about this, you wait for me for a moment, I'll call him to confirm, and after I get the exact location, you can give me a ride, by meter, ok?"

The attitude is pretty good.

The master punched the cotton and his temper was half gone. He looked around again and found that there was indeed no ghost in the living room. It was normal for the young man to suspect that he had come to the wrong place.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Taxis themselves are also a service industry. Seeing that Han Fei spoke softly and reasonably, the driver no longer cared and waved his hand and said:

"Forget it, just ask first. If it's in this village, I'll take it to you later. I won't charge you for just one step on the accelerator."

Han Fei thanked him repeatedly and just opened the address book to call Chen Yang, but his cell phone rang first.

The caller ID showed it was Chen Yang.

He answered the call with a frown, and turned on the speakerphone so that the driver next to him could hear clearly and avoid misunderstanding.

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Yang on the other end of the phone spoke urgently.

"Brother Fei, Brother Fei, I was just watching the live broadcast. You are not wrong. That is the filming site!"

"I was dispatched by the company temporarily. They didn't tell me about the filming process before, so I didn't know in advance that this program is not only live broadcast, but there are no staff in the house to follow and film. In other words, it is normal for there to be no staff in the house. The other guests haven't arrived yet. You just arrived the earliest, not in the wrong place!"

Han Fei: ...

He and the driver looked at each other and both fell silent.

The master watched him silently hang up the phone, and couldn't help laughing:
"Young man, you just said you were here to film a show, so you must be a celebrity, right? I've been a taxi driver for so many years and I've never picked up a celebrity. I didn't expect that you in the entertainment industry are as unreliable as the passengers I pick up. Last time I received a reservation, saying that she would be at the gate of the community to go to the airport at six in the morning, but the girl slept until nine and called me. She woke up after the plane landed and asked me why I didn't wake her up!"

Han Fei suddenly felt that he was not that miserable anymore.

At least he didn't get called by the program crew and Sha Niao's agent to hold him accountable.

He put his arm around the driver's shoulder and walked towards the parking lot, muttering as he walked:

"Oh, it's not easy in any profession. Let me tell you, this is how it is in this circle. Last time I met a fool..." The two of them walked further and further away, and went directly to the edge of the fish pond, away from the camera. They talked excitedly, and after five minutes they started pointing fingers at the sky.

The barrage was silent for a while, and then the number soared again.

[I thought he was going to quarrel with this master and then have a fight. My expectation was in vain.]

[+1, Han Fei has a very bad temper, right? I've seen videos of him cursing at his fans. Damn, he's really ruthless when he curses. His handsome face looks like a beast in human clothing.]

[No, don’t you think he looks like a different person? ]

[Who says it isn't true? Ever since Han Fei shaved his head and showed up that day, I felt that he had been completely transformed. His spirit and energy were completely different! ]

[Does no one care what he is talking about with the driver? Am I the only one who is anxious to hear gossip? I thought we were all just fun people! ]

【…】

Of course, there were also Han Fei's haters in the barrage who criticized him for indiscriminately thinking that the driver had taken the wrong road, but they were quickly suppressed by the huge army of people who came to have fun.

Fan circles are terrible for controlling comments, but as long as there are enough passers-by who come to have fun, and as long as there are no overwhelming press releases, the combat effectiveness of the water army and fan circles will not be effective. The content of variety show barrage is different from forums and hot searches. Most of the people who watch variety shows are passers-by, and it is impossible to build a building. Once the attention is distracted by fun, it can never be pulled back.

Han Fei's fan club is almost non-existent, and the few true fans can only lie low. They are forced to not be able to control the comments, which in turn makes passers-by have a better impression of Han Fei - it is a wonder in the domestic entertainment industry that fans of traffic stars do not control the comments!
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The other end.

Han Fei's relationship with the driver improved rapidly. In less than ten minutes, the driver's address changed from master to big brother, and they even exchanged contact information.

As a native of Changshan City, the driver is familiar with all kinds of delicious food in this area. In addition, the villa is in the suburbs, so it is difficult to get a taxi through the app. With the driver's contact information, at least traveling and eating in Changshan City will be guaranteed in the future.

This is also due to his experience as a local police officer in his previous life.

Policemen are different from each other. Every policeman wants to solve a case, but unless there is a major case that requires manpower to cooperate in the investigation, the daily work of the police officers in the police station is to deal with trivial matters. If a couple fights, if someone disturbs the public in the middle of the night, or if someone drinks too much and argues at a night snack stall, these are all their business.

It was precisely because he had met all kinds of people that Han Fei was able to quickly build a close relationship with the driver.

As a star with many black fans, the company doesn't even have a nanny car to ensure his itinerary, and his assistant is not his own person and is unfamiliar with the place. Of course, he has to do his best to ensure his own food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"...Han Fei?"

When they were chatting happily, a hesitant male voice came from behind Han Fei and the driver.

They both turned around.

Before Han Fei could figure out who this person was, the driver slapped his thigh and screamed.

"You are that so-and-so—that one, your name is Lu Siyuan, right?"

"Hey, my daughter is a fan of yours, you're a big star, can you sign an autograph for me?"

The bald man turned around and looked at Han Fei, grinning with joy:
"Wow, I didn't expect you to be a big star on the show! Xiao Han, come on, can you talk to someone and ask for his autograph? My daughter likes him so much. She has a lot of his posters in her bedroom. She even went to see his concert last time!"

Han Fei remembered.

Lu Siyuan...is a singing and dancing artist from the same company as him, and even debuted in the same group with him.

But the other party is the prince of the company.

(End of this chapter)