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Chapter 57 The Playboy With Downward Ears

It was almost dusk when Zheng Fan returned to the hotel.

After Zheng Fan agreed to write the song, Wang Fang quickly sent the money.

At this time, Zheng Fan had millions of dollars in his hands, but he was no longer as excited as he was the first time.

After transferring 100 million to Su Linlin, the two spent an entire afternoon in the video, and even now that they had reached the hotel entrance, the two of them didn't hang up.

"I've already bought the bed. It's... um... heart-shaped. I don't know if you like it or not."

Zheng Fan was so excited when he heard this, he asked Su Linlin to turn the camera over for him to see.

"Oh, wait..."

Zheng Fan looked up and found Zhang Yixing confronting others at the door of the hotel.

"I won't talk to you about Linlin for now, I have something to do, I'll talk to you later."

Zheng Fan quickly hung up the video and ran towards the door of the hotel.

"Hey, what's the matter? Yixing, what happened?"

When Zheng Fan ran over, several people were arguing with each other, and no one gave in to the other.

But Zhang Yixing's face was flushed from the quarrel, but he didn't give in at all.

Yixing has a good temper. What could make him so angry?
"Yo, what's the matter? Is there any help? No matter who is called today, I must be compensated for this money. Can you understand me?"

The one confronting Zhang Yixing was a young man with dyed yellow hair, who looked arrogant and cursed.

Zheng Fan turned his head and glanced at him, ignored him, but looked at Yixing and asked, "What happened to Yixing?"

Zhang Yixing was already trembling with anger, if this continues, no matter how good his education is, he will not be able to stop him from swearing.

Seeing Zheng Fan's arrival at this time, the young Yixing seemed to have found a backbone, and told what happened.

It turned out that after Zheng Fan and Wang Fang left together, Zhang Yixing went back to the room to practice songs.

Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Yixing was going to go downstairs to have some dinner.

But he saw a scene that made him angry.

A boy dressed plainly was having a meal. The man with yellow hair was drunk and staggered past the boy.

As a result, he knocked off the soup bowl on the boy's table, and some oily soup splashed on Huangmao.

This action angered Huang Mao, not only pushed the boy down, but also made the boy lose money.

Zhang Yixing, who had a sense of justice since he was a child, of course would not sit idly by, and immediately rushed forward, protecting the boy behind him.

And started a theory with Huang Mao.

What happened next was exactly what Zheng Fan saw, Zhang Yixing and Huang Mao had a dispute.

Zheng Fan, who understood the cause of the incident, glanced at the boy next to Zhang Yixing after listening.

The clothes on his body are a bit worn out, and even some places have been patched. It can be seen that the condition of the house is not very good.

The boy must have been frightened. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, his immature face was a little pale, and he carefully guarded a white number plate in his hand.

That is the proof that the original singer program has advanced to the second round.

He is also a contestant.

"Brother, how much do you pay?"

Zheng Fan waved his hand, blocked Zhang Yixing behind him, and signaled him to keep quiet.

After hearing Zheng Fan's words, Huang Mao snorted, and said disdainfully, "You also have to pretend to be a good person? Okay, this jacket of mine is the latest model of Playboy's VIP. It's not much, only 3000 yuan."

Huang Mao took out a cigarette and lit one, squinting at Zheng Fan.

"Why don't you go grab it?" Zhang Yixing couldn't help but choked back.

"Hey, it's weird. You guys asked me how much I paid for it. What's the matter? If you don't have money, why don't you learn from others to settle things?"

Hearing Zhang Yixing's words, Huang Mao took a puff of smoke, pointed at Zhang Yixing and shouted.

"I'm telling you, don't keep talking, if you do that again, I'll call the police."

"Report, let's see what you can do, the smelly foreigner is playing tricks on us?"

"you……"

"All right, all right, stop arguing."

"Yixing, leave this matter to me, okay?"

Zheng Fan interrupted the conversation of the two, then turned his head and said to Huang Mao: "Here are two hundred, you should find a place to wash and wash it, will it work?"

In fact, Zheng Fan is no stranger to this kind of thing, and he often encountered this kind of thing when he was in middle school in his previous life.

But he always plays the part of Huang Mao, asking the children in the third or fourth grades for money, but the sixth graders dare not ask for money, fearing that they won't be able to beat them.

This life can be regarded as a little bit ahead of others, there is no need to spend too much effort on this kind of small bastard, quickly deal with it, so as not to follow behind and annoy others.

Unexpectedly, after Huang Mao heard Zheng Fan's words, he seemed to be insulted. He glared at Zheng Fan and shouted, "What the hell are you doing to send beggars? Are you deaf? I told you three thousand for you." Just give me two hundred? Huh?"

Zheng Fan turned his head slightly to prevent his spittle from being sprayed on his face.

"It's almost enough buddy. In this way, I will give you three hundred, and I will add another hundred to you. You can leave quickly."

Zheng Fan really doesn't want to communicate with him anymore, not to mention he is uneducated, and his pretense is not round enough, your playboy bunny ears are facing down?You dare to say that the whole handstand sign is three thousand?
Who gave you the courage?

Besides, there were quite a few spectators at the scene, making Zheng Fan feel like a monkey, jumping up and down for people to watch.

This angered Huang Mao completely. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and shook his neck to come over and beat Zheng Fan.

"You don't even ask how long labor and capital have been in this area. Do you want to die? I will satisfy you today!"

Zheng Fan saw this posture and took a few steps back.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The audience was silent, basically looking stupid.

Huang Mao's eyes were dull, and he froze on the spot, not daring to move.

Zheng Fan's hand was sticking to his face.

Zhang Yixing and the boy behind him couldn't believe it.

Just now Zheng Fan saw Huang Mao walking towards him, without saying a word, he retreated to the side of the dining table, raised his right hand, and smashed two plates and a teacup with three bangs.

Then he raised his hand and patted Huang Mao's face, but at the last moment, he stopped close to his face, and Huang Mao could even feel a cool wind blowing.

"Do you think your face is hard or this plate is hard? Huh? Come on, talk, aren't you an idiot?"

Zheng Fan lightly patted Huang Mao's face twice.

The force suddenly exploded. After this operation, everyone wondered if they had traveled to the filming scene of the movie.

"Still killing me, do you have a license to kill or something? Huh? Hurry up, or you will be killed with a slap in the face!"

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Huang Mao ran away without saying a word, and it seemed that Jiu Jin was also sobered up by the fright.

"Clap clap clap~"

The people watching the excitement around applauded one after another. Today's scene can make them brag about it for several weeks.

Alas, who, let me tell you, really have iron sand palms, hey!Believe it or not, I saw it with my own eyes...

Some people have already thought out their lines.

"Thank you, thank you everyone, let's go."

Zheng Fan hugged the people around him, his temperament was well-controlled.

"Brother Fan, are your hands alright?"

Zhang Yixing came over worried.

"Hey, it's okay. This is just a small scene. Come on, little brother, let's get another meal and eat it in the room."

Zheng Fan looked at the boy who was obviously frightened and said.

How do you say that, a product produced by the system must be a high-quality product!

Zheng Fan originally thought that this skill would not be useful, but look, at the critical moment, he can show his talents.

"Golden Right Hand

Active skills

It can only be used once a day, and each time lasts for ten seconds.

When you use the golden right hand, your right hand will become extremely flexible within ten seconds, and your control over your right hand will be more nuanced, and you will not suffer any damage. "

Zheng Fan used the skill of the golden right hand, coupled with his physical strength, the skills shocked the audience!
　Now that everyone has seen this, it is my good brother who leads the big brother!
　　I brought my elder brother here to kowtow to everyone.

　　Bang bang bang.

　　Seeking recommendations!
　　bang bang bang
　　


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