Reborn I don't need a heroine

As soon as Wang Heng left the examination room, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Xun.

After the girl on the other end of the phone connected, he said solemnly: "Thank you very much. There were two points you told me yesterday, and you really hit today's listening test."

Ye Xun couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Is it such a coincidence?"

Wang Heng: "It can't be called a coincidence, after all, you talked about so many things in two hours..."

"Haha, that senior is also very good," Ye Xun said with a smile, "I have said so many things, and you actually memorized them all."

Wang Heng: "Aren't you even better?"

"I have had private tutoring since I was a child..." Ye Xun suddenly sighed at this point, "But I don't have any now, I can't even go out for fun during the summer vacation."

Wang Heng: "Why not?"

Ye Xun: "Because I can't afford a bus ticket. It's not that I can't afford it, but I will feel guilty about spending money on things like travel."

Wang Heng said with a smile: "Then, do you want me to treat you to visit Shanghai?"

Ye Xun was silent. Without seeing her expression, there is no way of knowing her reaction at the moment. surprise? hesitate?

After a while, the girl seemed to ask calmly: "Why do you want to go to Shanghai? Is the senior going to travel there during the summer vacation?"

Wang Heng explained: "The main reason is that Pei Ningle has received an invitation from the music festival and is going to perform there. Han Yixuan and I will accompany us there. The organizer reimburses round-trip air tickets and accommodation, and besides the singer himself, the reimbursement quota for accompanying assistants There are three more, including you just in time."

Ye Xun's slight sigh came from the phone.

Then the girl asked again: "When exactly? How recently?"

Wang Heng: "We'll be leaving in three days."

Ye Xun seemed to consider it for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, I have no problem."

"That's how it is, you can prepare first, I will pick you up at the subway station in the morning three days later..."

After making arrangements, Wang Heng hung up the phone and turned around, only to see three roommates Fu Hanwen standing behind him, looking straight at him.

Wang Heng couldn't help being a little nervous, and secretly reflected—was his tone just now too gentle again?

However, at the next moment, Fu Hanwen said: "Mr. Wang, I think my English may also need tutoring..."

Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Fu Hanwen: "Then can you introduce some good-looking foreign teachers to me?"

"Do you look for a good-looking foreign teacher first? The motivation is crooked."

Just after complaining, Wang Heng felt his phone vibrate, looked down, and saw a WeChat message from Han Yixuan:

[There is something urgent to discuss, Xiao Le and I are in the apartment, are you free today? 】

Wang Heng thought for a while, and replied with two words: [Wait a moment. 】

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When he arrived at Peining Le's house, Wang Heng saw the private message of the domain music.

[Hello, I am sorry to bother you, I am the owner of one of your fan groups. Our group has nearly 2,000 people and is almost full. Because you are going to perform in Magic City recently, we are discussing, we should try to contact the official communication and support methods. But Miss Pei, you are an independent musician, so I can only disturb you. Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s inconvenient for you to communicate, but we think it may be a bit offensive, so it’s best to ventilate in advance...]

"Maybe it's a bit offensive?" Seeing this, Wang Heng suddenly felt a little puzzled, "If you support me, please support me. What offense can there be?"

Pei Ningle blushed and bowed her head in silence.

Han Yixuan suppressed a smile and said: "I have already joined that fan group. Indeed, there are more than 1,900 people, which is very powerful. I checked the members in the group, and it seems that they are all girls. They treat Xiao Le in the group. The address is my wife."

"Wife?" Wang Heng was taken aback.

Han Yixuan nodded, and responded calmly.

Wang Heng looked at her, pretending that he didn't understand the girl's little thoughts at all.

So Han Yixuan could only continue to explain: "At the music festival in a few days, they wanted to call Xiao Le his wife when he came on stage, but they were worried that the person involved would be unhappy, so they wanted to communicate first."

"Playing this at the music festival," Wang Heng calmly analyzed, "the number of people is too small to shout. This group is only 2,000 people, and they are scattered all over the country. How many people can they have at the music festival?"

Han Yixuan: "There are dozens of people in the group who are already in Shanghai and have already bought tickets. There are also many people who are not in Shanghai but are free, and they all said they have bought tickets."

Wang Heng: "A lot of people, exactly how many?"

Han Yixuan shook her head slightly: "It's not easy to count in the Q group, but there is a long list in the chat history of those who signed up to participate in the support. I think everyone seems to be very enthusiastic and active."

At this time, Pei Ningle finally raised her small face, her cheeks were suppressed, and she said angrily, "I'm not their wife! Besides, don't you think it's strange to be called wife by a group of girls?"

Han Yixuan jokingly said: "Then what if a group of boys call you wife?"

Pei Ningle imagined that scene for a while, and couldn't help feeling a chill, shaking his head vigorously: "No, no, no! This kind of thing is too strange."

Han Yixuan: "Is it disgusting? Many celebrities and fans have similar interactions. For example, I heard that Xiang Zhiluo and his female fans call their relationship husband and wife. Is this normal?"

Wang Heng said in a low voice: "To be honest, Xiang Zhiluo's... I think there is actually something wrong."

Han Yixuan turned to look at Wang Heng, and asked, "Do you also feel something is wrong? If a group of girls call you husband, will you feel disgusted?"

Disgusting, or enjoying?

Of course Wang Heng has experience in this kind of problem, so he replied solemnly: "First of all, I don't want to be a star, so this situation is impossible. Secondly, I won't feel sick, but I won't feel happy either. Just bored. Because I know everyone is just yelling and playing."

Han Yixuan nodded, patted Pei Ningle on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "This kind of thing is entertainment, but for you, it is a good way to gather fans. So I think if people are willing to shout like that, let them shout .”

Pei Ningle clasped her hands together and struggled for a while, but still couldn't let go. She looked at Wang Heng and asked for help, "What do you think? Do you think it's okay for a group of girls to call me my wife?"

Wang Heng thought for a while and said, "If only girls are the ones shouting, I think it's okay. Maybe boys can't shout on the spot, right?"

Han Yixuan quickly persuaded: "Female fans are much more fanatical than male fans, and Lily fans are the most steadfast among them. This is the best and best fan group. I have been doing fan market research recently, really!"

Seeing Han Yixuan's serious, professional and responsible attitude, Wang Heng stopped talking. For Pei Ningle's affairs, it is naturally best to have Han Yixuan help to take care of them. As long as there are no accidents, why bother to make trouble?

Pei Ningle frowned and pouted, still hesitating.

Han Yixuan persuaded: "You are a professional in songwriting, but don't worry about running a fan base. Don't discourage people's enthusiasm. They are your bread and butter."

Pei Ningle sighed: "Just to make money?"

Han Yixuan: "This is your career!"

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