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Lin Xi calmed down unexpectedly when the magnificent hotel building stood before him.

Taking a deep breath, he knew that he was about to reveal an answer he was eager to know, and he had to restrain himself no matter what, otherwise he would not even be able to touch the tip of the iceberg of truth.After all, Han Chen is a famous star at the moment, and most people can't get close to him.

"Sir, please show your ID." He successfully reached the second floor where the press conference was held, but was blocked from the door.The official receptionist said: "I'm sorry, except for the invited media personnel, no one else is allowed to enter this press conference."

"...Is it okay to be a fan of Han Chen?" After hesitating for a while, Lin Xi couldn't help but tell a lie.

"I'm sorry, this is a very formal event." The implication is that no idlers are allowed to enter.

"..." I finally came to this place, only one step away, how can I be reconciled?Worrying around in anxiety, Lin Xi thought of a way in the blink of an eye.Now the team of journalists walking towards him is relatively large, and several of them are carrying it on their backs.

In the past, if he helped to carry things, the reception staff would definitely mistake him for a companion, and so many people couldn't check one by one.

After making up his mind, Lin Xi fell in love with a young man, a bold newcomer, carrying equipment and sweating all over his face.

"There are so many things, let me help you." On the surface, he said it easily, but in fact Lin Xi's heart was beating wildly. This was the first time he did such a thing, and his palms were sweating.Fortunately, the panting young man glanced at him, didn't delve into it, just wiped his sweat and asked him to take over some of the equipment, then he took a long breath and replied, "Thank you, buddy!"

When passing through the gate, Lin Xi lowered his head desperately. He always felt that those officers just now would stare at him. If someone found out, it would be a shameful thing. There are very few disputes.

"Hello!" The shoulder was patted suddenly, Lin Xi's heart almost stopped, and then a voice came: "There are people in front, be careful."

It turned out to be the young man who was with him in the crowd. Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped into the scene.

After putting down the things, in order to prevent the young man from recovering and asking questions, Lin Xi hurriedly found a corner and sat down.

The venue is luxuriously decorated and shining brightly, which shows that a lot of effort has been put into it.

The newspaper said that Han Chen would attend a press conference today to clarify some false reports and announce his work plan for the second half of the year. He might cooperate with a domestic singer at the king level. The strong alliance is very exciting.

Some details of the capture flashed in Lin Xi's mind. According to the information, this was Han Chen's first return to China. He grew up in the United States.

If the situation is true, the person who had sex with him last night would definitely not be Han Chen, but how do you explain the photos?He believed that he would not mistake anyone.In this world, how could there be someone who looks almost exactly like Jin Luo and who is not related by blood?

A lot of problems are entangled like a mess, and it is impossible to sort them out. Lin Xi shook his head and stopped thinking wildly. As long as someone comes out, the truth will come to light.No matter how hard I try to find out now, it will be useless.

After 10 minutes passed, there were still only media reporters waiting in full force, and there was no one on the stage.

"What's going on? It's already four o'clock, and the press conference hasn't started yet?" Someone nearby began to complain.

"Big air, which one of the big names doesn't come out after a thousand calls?"

"Most of the eyes of those who come back from abroad are higher than the top, so we won't stop until we hang out for an hour."

"That's true. Renda has drunk foreign ink again, so we can only wait."

"I don't know if there are any big news today. The first press conference for returning to China will always have one or two sensational news."

"Need more information? There are few wealthy families, complicated and confusing backgrounds, playboys, bold behaviors, and out-of-the-ordinary works. Any one of them can make a big fuss. There are even rumors that this big name is inextricably linked to the powerful Han family overseas." ties."

"The Han family? It can't be the son of Han Jie, the current ruler, right? I met him at an event last time when I visited abroad. He is beautiful and has a strong aura. It seems that he is only in his early thirties, so he won't be so big. son."

"So it is king to say that a woman is rich. Let me tell you, I saw her on the news more than ten years ago. How old do you think she is?"

"Really?" The speaker obviously gasped, "I can't tell at all, it's really unimaginable."

"What can't be done if you have money now? Think about it carefully, Han Chen's eyes are really similar to Han Jie's."

Celebrities' private lives have always been magnified infinitely. For entertainment reporters, gossip and rumors are even more numerous. Some inside stories that are unknown to the public are commonplace in their mouths.

The atmosphere in the mainstream society is still turbulent, not to mention the entertainment industry in Vanity Fair.

Lin Xi is usually not interested in entertainment fashion, so he knows nothing about the mysterious origin of Han Chen, who is called "big name" by the reporters, and even half of the gossip they talk about. After all, he only found out about the existence of such a person today. , if it wasn't for personal matters, he might never step in this kind of place in his life, and a lot of information needs to be digested.

An hour passed, and the protagonist still disappeared. The reporters who had set up the machine early finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I've been waiting for so long, and it's already past the stipulated time. Will the press conference be held?"

"If you are more than an hour late, you always have to give us an explanation."

"We don't only have one interview task a day, who is responsible for delaying other tasks?"

The reporters spoke plausibly, and the scene was noisy. Lin Xi was a little anxious if he wasn't here for work, let alone them.

"Everyone, I'm very sorry. The traffic jam on Hanchen Road has delayed the delay. Please wait a little longer. The press conference will start as soon as possible." The staff couldn't hold back the scene. Very skillful.

The sincere apology has calmed down the dissatisfaction temporarily, and everyone will be more tolerant to international friends.

But this kind of tolerance and understanding disappeared without a trace when there was still no movement for more than an hour.

"What's going on? The traffic jam won't last so long. Will you come or not?"

"No matter how international superstars are, two hours late is enough!"

"..." Seeing the out-of-control scene, Lin Xi didn't know what to do. The crowd around stood up excitedly. He didn't stand or sit. He sneaked in to find out what Han Chen looked like. Unexpectedly, a group of people were all released.

"Everyone is very sorry that today's press conference could not be held as scheduled and wasted everyone's time. This is due to our poor arrangement, so we arranged a dinner party on the fifth floor to express our apologies, and we will also send a small Gifts mean it."

While the manager was on stage to speak, the staff began to hand out small gifts. They said it was a gift, but it was actually a red envelope. They even took care of Lin Xi in the most inconspicuous corner. This is the most famous hotel in the city. One can imagine.

The complaints gradually subsided, and the mouth was soft but the hands were short. It is estimated that the media reporters present would not be able to make nonsense news after returning.

Killing two birds with one stone, it's just that ordinary stars can't afford the capital, and the people present are even more convinced that this famous overseas returnee has a lot of background.

Don't take the red envelopes. Lin Xi doesn't want to join in the fun at dinner anymore. He came here today to find out, not to get money, let alone to eat and drink. Following the crowd out of the press conference hall, he walked silently. Elevator down stairs.

"Young master, the mess is finally cleaned up. Next time, don't play with me like this again. You are about to smash the golden signboard of my manager." Lin Xi entered the elevator and found that there was already a person inside. It was Han Chen's manager!He flipped through the documents while talking on the phone, the paper rattled, and shrugged: "The absence of the press conference this time can add to the sense of mystery. Next time the reporter will definitely not be so tolerant. If you really want to develop here, It’s not for playing tickets, it’s a must for snacks.”

Sensing someone beside him, he stopped pressing the button for a moment, turned his head and asked, "Which floor are you on?"

"Ah?" Lin Xi was listening intently, trying to identify whether it was Han Chen's voice on the other end of the microphone, when the man asked him a question, he was stunned, and after a while, seeing those green eyes staring at him suspiciously, he quickly responded : "First floor."

"Busy looking for someone? Who can you meet in a few days after you come back?" Vincent raised the document in his hand, pressed his forehead and said, "Don't test my resilience next time... What? Voice? What voice?" ?”

With a beep, the elevator door opened.

"The voice from the side?" Wen Sen frowned and listened to the anxious question from the other side, "There was indeed a person next to me just now, what did he look like? I didn't look carefully, it was probably a white and clean man, could you tell me through the phone?" Discover new voices?"

This is not a joke. In the United States, Han Chen has indeed discovered many newcomers, and he has a quirk of only writing songs for his favorite voice.

"...Huh?" Culturally influenced Wen Sen's expression has always been exaggerated, his eyebrows almost squeezed into one, "Looking for someone?" Noticing that Han Chen's tone didn't look like he was joking, he poked his head out, "Everyone is leaving No more, not even a shadow."

When the street lights are on, cars are speeding past one after another. It is the rush hour for get off work, and crowds are rushing home one by one.

Everyone has a destination, but Lin Xi doesn't, carrying a luggage bag, he hesitates for a long time every time he encounters a fork in the road.

In this city, there is no light waiting for him.

When his grandmother was still alive, he could at least go back to the small town, make dumplings together on New Year’s Eve, and watch the night together on New Year’s Eve. wait for him.

Hesitating and hesitating, his legs were numb and he squeezed onto the bus. When the surrounding scenery became familiar, Lin Xi found that he was back in the old city that he left in the morning. The sparse orange lights were very similar to those in a large crowded building Stars in the endless night sky.

Looking from a distance, the small house that once belonged to him was submerged in the deep night.

Whether it was Jin Luo or Han Chen, or whoever, they should have already left.

Turned around and returned to the original place.

Lifting the luggage up, Lin Xi hesitated, should he go back?

Turning a corner, the dilapidated and mottled building was right in front of him. He wanted to take a step closer, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Lin Xi turned his head to see what happened. The world spins, then passes out.