Chapter 81: The dream comes true unexpectedly
Han Fei became famous.
A comedian became famous for his heroic deeds .
He was so angry that he realize it.
"Han Fei is there!"
When Han Fei appeared at the window, the reporters downstairs immediately recognized him. Some of them took pictures with their mobile phones, while others went directly into the shooting location.
In order to prevent the reporters from destroying the set, Director Jiang and Han Fei quickly left the apartment building and came to the open space outside.
"If you have any questions, please ask them one by one, don't be anxious."
Director Jiang and the crew maintained order at the scene. After Han Fei came downstairs, he first glanced outside the family compound, then ignored the reporters and headed straight for the street.
"Hurry! Follow me!"
Those reporters and some friends who worked in self-media were filming with various tools, but Han Fei didn't care. He walked through the crowd and came to the group of victims' families.
"Old man, a blessed enemy..."
Han Fei had just walked over and hadn't said a word when the old man grabbed his arms tightly.
After ten years of waiting, the real murderer was finally caught.
At this time, the old man's eyes were red, and he couldn't say a word. He just grabbed Han Fei. For some reason, the old man always felt that he could see the figure of his child in Han Fei.
"We have all seen the police announcement. Thank you, Han Fei." Gu Ye's sister, Cui Tianci's parents, Xiao Qing's brother, and the victims' families all gathered around.
Han Fei was moved by their gratitude. Perhaps the reason why those lonely souls in the haunted house did not disappear was because there were still people in the world who cared about them.
Humans are really complicated creatures. Some people enjoy killing their own kind, while others will do anything to track down the murderer for their loved ones for ten years.
Many of the victims' families burst into tears. Only they themselves know how much pressure and pain they have endured in the past ten years.
Han Fei didn't know how to comfort everyone. He stood in the crowd, but what he thought about was the ghosts in the apartment building.
"If we can get them out of the game and let them meet their families..."
An idea quietly emerged, as if a seed fell into Han Fei's heart. He had not yet realized his change, but was just experiencing everything silently.
Han Fei did not accept the thank-you gift from the victim's family, but just took a banner.
When reporters later surrounded him to ask questions, he did not take any credit, but instead pushed most of the credit to the police and Meng Changxi.
He pushed the blame on the police because the police did play a key role, and he pushed the blame on Meng Changxi because Han Fei felt that Meng Changxi had suffered too much misfortune and should be compensated.
Looking at the flash lights and cameras, Han Fei felt a little dizzy. He was still not used to it.
"Everyone, our movie is currently being filmed, so I'm afraid we can't accept interviews right now. You will have plenty of opportunities to ask questions after the movie is released."
Han Fei found an excuse to get away and fled back to the apartment building.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Han Fei found that Sister Long and Director Jiang were looking at him with a smile.
"Are you okay?"
"We just didn't expect that such a cold and professional actor like you would have such a lovely side." Director Jiang couldn't help but laugh: "Han Fei, you will slowly get used to this in the future."
"The popularity of the case has increased very quickly. Now we don't even have to spend money on buying trending searches." Sister Long held up her phone and said, "Take down the promotional materials and posters that you shot earlier as soon as possible and replace them with ones that feature Han Fei as the protagonist. Don't waste time. We have to get it done today."
Long Jie left very satisfied. Director Jiang took Han Fei to the second floor and said, "Now no one will think that you can't be the protagonist. Once you conquer the audience with your acting skills, your future will be limitless."
Director Jiang asked Han Fei to put on makeup first. After all the staff were in place, he shot a short video for Han Fei alone, and then asked Han Fei to shoot a movie poster.
In the moment when light and darkness alternated, Meng Changan and Meng Changxi stood back to back.
Meng Changxi, with half of his face disfigured, stood in the shadows. He endured the pain and was treated as a monster by everyone. But even in the deepest despair, he still clung tightly to a ray of light in his heart.
Behind Meng Changxi, the handsome Meng Changan stood in the sun. He enjoyed the respect and praise of everyone, but there was a most chilling smile on his face.
Twin flowers, flowers that bloom in the deepest darkness.
The script had been basically finalized, and Han Fei was anxious to go home and play games. After the filming, he refused to have dinner with everyone and rushed back home alone.
After running around all day, he could hardly hold on even though his physical strength was much better than before.
After eating something casually, Han Fei lay down on the bed.
"Today is indeed a memorable day for me. My dream has suddenly come true."
Opening his phone, Han Fei saw various reports on the Internet, and finally he opened his own social platform.
In just one afternoon, without any publicity at all, his number of fans increased dramatically.
Maybe because he did not spend money to recharge his membership, some people thought it was a fake account and left various messages in the comment section. As a result, the Xinhu police came out state that this was Han Fei.
Later on, the style of painting became fresh and refined, and the entire comment section was filled with discussions about human body puzzle patterns. If you didn’t know, you might have thought it was a platform for internal police communication.
"Which actor is like me, with a comment section full of speculation about the murderer?"
Looking at the various pictures in the comment section that were blocked by the system, Han Fei thought it would be better to post a status and say that he was an actor.
He opened his cell phone album, trying to find some interesting photos to send out, but after searching for a long time he finally accepted his fate, realizing that he was usually a very boring person.
When Han Fei was about to exit the photo album on his phone, his eyes suddenly swept across a very ordinary photo. In the photo, he was lying on the bed wearing a gaming helmet.
When Han Fei first saw this photo, he didn't feel anything, but just a second later, his blood flow accelerated and his hair stood up in fear!
"impossible!"
Han Fei sat up from the bed, grabbed the fruit knife on the table, and looked at his room vigilantly.
The photo was taken on the second night after he got the gaming helmet. He was sure that he was the only one at home that night. But if he was the only one at home, then who took his phone and took a photo of him while he was playing games?
"Someone broke into my house! Just when I logged into the game for the second time!"
Holding a fruit knife, Han Fei turned on all the lights in the room and checked every corner of the house.
"No one is in the house."
Standing in the middle of the living room, Han Fei stared at the photo, and slowly he discovered something even stranger.
In the photo, there seems to be a dark shadow drilling into the gaming helmet.
