CHAPTER 903: CHAPTER 905: LIN FEI’S LUCKY BUT AWKWARD PREDICAMENT

"I see you two, are your butts itchy again?!"

As Xu Jiao and Xu Yingying brought up Su Qinglan and Gu Lanzi in perfect coordination as a threat, Lin Fei, aside from feeling a bit of a headache, couldn’t help but let his face turn cold.

If it were any other time, when Lin Fei put on a cold face, Xu Yingying and Xu Jiao, having been spanked by Lin Fei more than once before, would usually back down.

However, driven by the fan’s desire to take a photo with or even have dinner with Meng Ke’er, neither Xu Yingying nor Xu Jiao showed any trace of fear.

Not only that, but their threat to Lin Fei also received the strong support of Ning Qi and Gu Xiaolei.

"Lin Fei, I warn you, don’t think about bullying Yingying and them! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"

"Yeah, Brother Lin. All Yingying and them want is for you to help contact Meng Ke’er. Even if you don’t want to help, there’s no need to scare them, right? Besides, you’ve already asked Meng Ke’er once. You might as well ask her for us once more."

Encouraged by Gu Xiaolei, even Ye Wenwen chipped in with some good words for Xu Yingying and Xu Jiao.

Among all the people, the only one who intended to stand by Lin Fei’s side, Meng Xue’er, was selectively stopped by Ning Qi.

And just as Lin Fei was pondering what words to use to make the girls understand his inner conflict and dilemma.

As the host announced the on-site distribution of one hundred sets of Meng Ke’er’s latest autographed albums, the already buzzing atmosphere in the grand theater instantly exploded.

Even Ning Qi, Xu Yingying, and the others found their attention fully captivated by the host.

As for Lin Fei, he was selectively ignored by the girls.

With a little over an hour until Meng Ke’er’s official performance, the organizers were distributing the promised one hundred sets of Meng Ke’er’s autographed albums.

Undoubtedly, a premeditated event segment.

On one hand, it made full use of the on-site time. On the other hand, it acted as a warming-up segment for Meng Ke’er’s later appearance.

"All of you here today are Ke’er’s fans, and one hundred sets are indeed a bit few. However, it’s a token of appreciation from our company and Ke’er to you all. We hope those who don’t receive Ke’er’s autographed albums aren’t too disappointed. After all, there are so many attendees today. And as long as you keep supporting Ke’er as always, there will be more opportunities like this in the future."

"Alright, I won’t say much. I’m sure you’ve all been waiting impatiently. Now let’s have a big round of applause as we invite Ke’er’s manager, Sister Zhang, to come on stage and draw one hundred lucky audience members. Everyone, welcome—"

Amidst the enthusiastic applause in the grand theater, Meng Ke’er’s manager, Sister Zhang, gracefully walked out from backstage.

After a couple of polite exchanges, Sister Zhang began drawing the lucky audience members.

Unlike Xu Yingying, Ning Qi, and the others who were staring intently at Sister Zhang on stage, hoping to be among those one hundred lucky audience members.

Lin Fei, although he was also attentively watching Sister Zhang’s drawing on stage,

he wasn’t interested in Meng Ke’er’s autographed new albums at all. Naturally, his focus wasn’t on whether he would be among those lucky one hundred.

Instead, he was curious to see if there was any particular hidden agenda in Sister Zhang’s drawing.

"Seems like I was overthinking it..."

After observing the reactions of more than a dozen lucky audience members drawn by Sister Zhang, he confirmed that Sister Zhang’s drawing was genuinely random on-site. It wasn’t like those in TV dramas where the ones drawn were predetermined insiders.

Therefore, Lin Fei completely lost interest in Sister Zhang’s drawing on stage.

Based on this, Lin Fei became the only one among the more than thirty thousand in the grand theater who closed his eyes for a nap.

Fortunately, the attention of the over thirty thousand audience members in the grand theater was entirely focused on Sister Zhang drawing lucky audience members on stage.

Otherwise, if some of Meng Ke’er’s ardent fans had seen this scene, Lin Fei’s state of napping might have stirred public anger.

Lucky for him, in a grand theater housing over thirty thousand audience members, Lin Fei wasn’t conspicuous at all.

If it weren’t for Sister Zhang drawing the seat where Lin Fei was sitting, Lin Fei might have remained unnoticed like this.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?!"

Originally napping, Lin Fei, poked by Xu Yingying, opened his eyes to see Xu Yingying, Ning Qi, and the girls all staring intently at him. It looked like they were ready to devour him whole.

Entirely unaware that he had become one of the hundred lucky audience members, Lin Fei couldn’t help but hesitate.

"Uncle, we’ve known each other for a long time. I trust that this time you won’t let me down. Give it to me, Uncle. As long as you give it to me, I promise to listen to you in the future."

"Uncle, don’t listen to Yingying’s nonsense. So what if she’s known you longer? Uncle, I’m the one who loves you the most! So, Meng Ke’er’s autograph—"

"Xu Jiao, how old are you? You aren’t even an adult and dare to talk about love. Do you know this is premature love! If your parents and teachers found out, you’d not only be in trouble but might also drag Lin Fei into it." Before Xu Jiao could finish, Ning Qi immediately spoke coldly, rebuking her.

Then, taking a breath, Ning Qi smiled at Lin Fei, seemingly amiably, and said, "Lin Fei, given our relationship, I don’t think I need to say much."

"Sister Ning, you can’t say that. Sure, you and Brother Lin are close, but our relationship with Brother Lin isn’t bad either."

"Exactly, Sister Ning. We only met Brother Lin a few days later than you. Plus, if we’re talking about colleague relations, we became colleagues with Brother Lin before you did."

After Gu Xiaolei and Ye Wenwen finished speaking, Meng Xue’er, who hadn’t spoken since entering the grand theater, also blushed and mustered her courage, looking at Lin Fei with pleading eyes, and said, "Brother Lin, I... I really... really want it too. Can you... can you... give... give me Meng Ke’er’s most recent... most recent album with her autograph."

Hearing this, Lin Fei finally understood what was going on.

Though he understood, as he glanced over the several girls surrounding him, each with longing eyes,

Lin Fei couldn’t help but feel distressed.

Giving it to one of them would definitely offend the other six.

Not giving it would offend all seven at once.

For a moment, Lin Fei really felt the urge to curse.

Even while sleeping, he ended up being drawn as a lucky audience member; it was just too much...