"What's wrong, is this room booked? Xiaofang, take a closer look at the room card. ”

Outside the door, a woman's voice was heard.

Zhang Yifeng checked his consciousness and immediately knew who the other party was, it was actually the two women who were followed at the airport.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng opened the door directly.

The two saw the door open, and before they had time to be surprised, they found Zhang Yifeng standing at the door of the room.

"It's you...... How did you get inside the room we booked? You're not going to follow us all the way, are you? ”

The two women recognized Zhang Yifeng. But why is he here? Could it be that the chance encounter at the airport was deliberately made by the other party? This young man is also a paparazzi?

The rivers and lakes are deep, I want to go back to the countryside!

Zhang Yifeng looked at the two women and said lightly: "I still want to ask you, what are you doing standing at the door of my room, this is my room." ”

"Your room?"

The two women were stunned for a moment, and the woman named Xiaofang took a closer look at the room card, and then said embarrassedly, "Sister Ting, we seem to be No. 9, not No. 6, and the room card has been taken down......"

"Huh?"

The woman wearing the peaked cap immediately felt embarrassed, and despite wearing black-framed glasses, Zhang Yifeng could clearly see that the woman's fair face had turned crimson.

"Well, I'm sorry, we were mistaken."

The woman apologized.

Zhang Yifeng found that the woman's voice was very good, like a yellow warbler, crisp and moving.

"It's fine."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and then closed the door, without the slightest sign of chatting.

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"Isn't it just the wrong door, what kind of eyes does this person have! It was as if someone owed him money. Xiao Fang's unhappy voice came.

"Xiaofang, forget it, it's our fault."

"Sister Ting, if you said that if this person knew your identity, would he open the door immediately and beg you to sign for him?"

"Where am I so famous?" The woman lowered her head embarrassedly, and her personality was obviously a little shy.

"Why not, as soon as this album came out, in just half a month, you have become popular all over the streets, up to a fifty-year-old uncle, down to a thirteen-year-old Xiao Zhengtai, who doesn't regard you as an idol. In their eyes, you are a fairy and a fairy sister. This man is only twenty-one or twelve years old, not much older than you, and even if he is not a fan of yours, he must have heard your songs. ”

"Alright, let's go back to our room. Now you can see clearly, it's number nine, right? ”

"I saw it clearly, I found it, it's on the other side."

Xiao Fang carried her luggage and turned around and went to room nine, which was diagonally opposite Zhang Yifeng. There is only about 10 meters between the two rooms.

Zhang Yifeng closed the door, and then took out the phone and made a call to Zhang Kexin.

"Brother, why did you remember to call me, it can't be that you don't have money, right?" Zhang Kexin's voice came as soon as possible.

Zhang Yifeng was a little speechless and said, "Is it possible that you can call only if I have no money?" ”

"I didn't mean that, but you used to be like that. Speaking of which, brother, you made the phone call just right, just to talk to me, I have been very nervous and depressed for the past two days. ”

"Why? Someone bullied you? ”

Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time.

"No, didn't I tell you two days ago that Chairman Feng Mei took the initiative to contact me? I took the product to their company for inspection, and I didn't know if I couldn't pass it, if I couldn't, my first pot of gold would be in vain. If it's over, after making money, I plan to open my own factory, and I have contacted the technicians in the past few days, and I will wait for myself to open it in the future. ”

Zhang Yifeng was a little speechless, and said: "The road under your feet is not over yet, do you think about the future?" ”

"Of course, you have to plan ahead. Brother, what the hell are you calling me? ”

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "It's nothing, just ask if you are free at night and have a meal together." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Kexin was stunned at the time, "Eat together?" Brother, are you in Kyoto? ”

"Hmm."

"You're really coming to Kyoto, why don't you tell me when you come to Kyoto, I'll arrange a time to take you to play in advance." No, it's not a holiday yet, so why did you come to Kyoto? Skipping class? ”

"Sort of. You just say if you're free, and I'll introduce you to someone in the evening. ”

"If I have time, even if I don't have time, I have to take time, I was going to class in the evening, I signed up for a finance class, and I was going to learn about financial management and the like. Because, only by enriching oneself can one go further. Then I'll skip class tonight. By the way, are you in Kyoto right now? I may not have time for you during the day. ”

"It's okay, I'll only arrive in the evening." Zhang Yifeng told a lie.

"That's right, tell me when you arrive, or I'll treat you to dinner in the evening."

"No, I've set the location, Rainbow Hotel. Eat at seven o'clock on time. ”

"Rainbow Hotel?"

Zhang Kexin was slightly surprised, she still knew about the Rainbow Hotel, and the Wen family liked to live in this kind of hotel that was distinctive and not exaggerated. Even the calligraphy and paintings in the Rainbow Hotel are from the hands of Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen is still very famous in Kyoto, and the most common of his characters can be auctioned for a price of 60,000 or 70,000 yuan, and his paintings are even more difficult to find.

If it weren't for an acquaintance, Old Man Wen wouldn't sell face to others to inscribe and paint.

In addition, Mr. Wen is the vice president of the Huaxia Calligraphy and Painting Association, and there are no more than four people who can beat him in calligraphy and painting. The president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association is one, and two are also people from the Calligraphy and Painting Association, but what makes Mr. Wen admire the most is that he is a junior.

That junior is only thirty or forty years old, but he is a good painter, and even the old man Wen is ashamed of himself. In this world, there are indeed people who have their own talent for painting, and the gods and connotations of landscape painting are in each other's brushes, which is simply handy.

Mr. Wen met the other party once and wanted to invite the other party to join the calligraphy association, but the other party refused.

"Brother, are you sure it's the Rainbow Hotel, not the Rainbow Hotel or something?" Shaking his head, Zhang Kexin spoke again.

"It's definitely the Rainbow Hotel, the five-star one."

"Brother, did you win the lottery?" Zhang Kexin asked again, when did my brother become so rich? didn't ask her for living expenses, and even took the initiative to invite her to eat in a five-star hotel.

"Why are there so many questions. You just have to be there on time in the evening. ”

"Okay, so can I ask who you introduced me to?"

"You'll know when you see it."

"Oh. I'll see you that night, I'll go and get busy first. Grandpa is going to teach me calligraphy later, oh my God, just kill me. ”

Zhang Kexin hung up the phone with some grievances, as long as she stayed in the Wen family, someone taught her to write and paint every day, but unfortunately, she really had no talent, because her mind was not on calligraphy and painting at all.

The poetry and songs of the writers, the etiquette calligraphy and painting, Zhang Kexin is not interested at all!