Seeing Qin Wanqi turning her head to herself, Lao Hu could only look at Situ Naza and Zhao Lihua.

But the result was still the same. No one paid any attention to him, especially Situ Naza, who even smiled and said: "Old Hu, it's just a signature. You've signed a lot before, so hurry up."

Lao Hu rolled his eyes, could it have been the same as the one before him?

In the past, he always signed his signature on clothes, pants or posters, but this was the first time a fan asked him to sign his signature on his shoulder, which really made Lao Hu reluctant to do it.

There was nothing I could do. Seeing that everyone was ignoring her because it had nothing to do with her, in the end Lao Hu could only sign his name on Wu Si's shoulder with tears in his eyes.

Not to mention the few fonts of Dragon Feifengwu, I really have some calligraphy skills.

I thought it was about to end, but after Wu Si straightened her skirt, she walked straight to He Fan.

"Um?"

He Fan was watching the show quietly, but he really didn't expect that this girl would come to him.

"Mr. He." Wu Sijiao shouted, the voice was so crisp that it made people feel soft to the bone.

"Hello, what's the matter?" He Fan asked doubtfully.

"Mr. He, can you also sign your name for me?" Wu Si said shyly.

"Uh..." He Fan was really stunned. He really didn't expect that Wu Si would suddenly make this request to him. After all, this was the first person he met who asked for his autograph, and she was also a beautiful woman.

"Do you know me?" He Fan asked doubtfully.

Wu Si smiled and said: "Of course I know you. I'm still following you on the Moyin platform. Every time you broadcast live, I will go there to support you, so it's not too much for you to sign your autograph for me, a loyal fan."

"This isn't appropriate, I'm not a big star like Lao Hu." He Fan said, touching his nose.

"Who said that? In my opinion, you and Lao Hu are both top stars." Wu Si smiled.

After all, this is an era where traffic is king. He Fan has more than 20 million fans on the Moyin platform, which is no worse than those first-line celebrities.

Moreover, the last TV series that He Fan participated in received rave reviews. Wu Si also followed the TV series at that time, so naturally he knew that He Fan was also an actor.

In Wu Si's view, He Fan's acting skills are no worse than those of first-line actors, and among his peers, He Fan's acting skills can be said to be the best.

He has money, a company, traffic and acting skills. How could such a person not be popular?

In Wu Si's view, it was only a matter of time before He Fan became a superstar.

Although He Fan was very happy about Wu Si's praise, he shook his head modestly and said with a smile: "You are joking, I can't compare with Lao Hu."

Wu Si smiled and did not argue with He Fan on this topic, but directly handed the pen in his hand to He Fan.

"Anyway, I'm your fan, so it's not too much for you to sign your name as a fan," Wu Si said with a smile.

"That's okay." He Fan nodded, and then joked: "But don't let me sign my name on your shoulder, otherwise my wife will find out, and it will be difficult for me to explain to her."

"Ha ha……"

He Fan's words caused everyone to laugh, and Lao Hu was the only one who smiled awkwardly. He was single, unlike He Fan who could use his wife as a shield.

Wu Si was also a little embarrassed, and her face turned red with shame.

She originally wanted He Fan to sign her left shoulder, but He Fan said so, so Wu Si had no choice but to give up the idea.

"Then you sign my dress." Wu Si said shyly.

He Fan had no objection. The skirt was still acceptable, so he immediately picked up his pen and wrote his name twice.

It has to be said that talented people attract everyone’s attention wherever they go.

He Fan had redeemed his calligraphy skills from the system mall, so his signature skills were quite impressive.

At least compared to Lao Hu's signature just now, it's two levels higher.

None of the people present could be said to have studied calligraphy, but they were people who had seen a little bit of the world. After all, no one in their family had a calligraphy copybook or something like that.

Seeing He Fan's elegant signature, everyone's eyes immediately lit up. The skill of these words was comparable to the copybooks that their elders spent a lot of money to buy and collect.

"Brother Fan, have you practiced calligraphy before?" Lin Qingsong asked immediately.

Not only Lin Qingsong was curious, but people such as Lao Hu were also curious.

After all, calligraphy is not easy to practice, and some of them suffered from it when they were young.

But even though I have suffered a lot, the handwriting is still messy and cannot be read at all.

That's why Lin Qingsong and others were so surprised when He Fan showed off his good handwriting.

Seeing everyone's surprised looks, He Fan felt a little proud. The calligraphy exchanged from the system was indeed not wasted.

"I used to practice for fun when I had nothing to do." He Fan said with a smile.

Hearing He Fan's words, Lin Qingsong and others' mouths suddenly twitched twice.

See if this is human language.

You just practice it for fun, but what you practice blindly on your emotions is better than those of them who spend a lot of money to hire teachers to teach you.

Some people no longer want to talk to He Fan, thinking this is too embarrassing.

However, Lin Qingsong was He Fan's number one younger brother. Even though he was panicking at this time, he still smiled and said without conscience: "Brother Fan is so awesome. I think his calligraphy is even comparable to those of the masters."

Although anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Lin Qingsong was flattering, no one could really refute this matter, after all, it was a fact.

He Fan's handwriting can indeed be called a master.

Several people present had somewhat complicated eyes.

Especially Qin Wanqi and the others who knew He Fan's specific identity.

They knew that He Fan was not only good at handwriting.

Especially his talent in business is beyond reach.

A little-known cosmetics company was turned into a valuation of tens of billions by He Fan in two years. This can be described as terrifying.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And this man can also sing and dance well.

Her acting skills are even better than those of a top-tier veteran actor, her singing skills are even more comparable to those of top-tier singers, and she has all kinds of musical instruments at her fingertips. Everything is a bit unbelievable. This is a talent that a young man in his twenties can possess.

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But the facts are before their eyes, and the real person is standing in front of them, and they cannot tolerate disbelief.

Qin Wanqi, Situ Nazha and other girls, at this time, in their hearts, He Fan's figure has begun to expand infinitely.

If they hadn't learned that He Fan was married at this time, someone might have come forward to confess their love.

But no one can say whether a married man can really stop the women he secretly desires...

At this moment, Wu Si opened his mouth to attract everyone's attention: "Mr. He, your handwriting is really beautiful. Can you teach me how to write it?"

"I can't teach you this." He Fan shook his head. How could he be so leisurely?

"That's such a pity." Wu Si sighed with regret.

"Okay, today is Wanqi's birthday, don't worry about me, otherwise Wanqi, the birthday girl, will have to settle accounts with me." He Fan said half-jokingly.

He also noticed that several girls looked at him strangely, so he could only use this to divert their attention.

Although Lao Hu is currently single, as the oldest person present, he was naturally the first to notice this.

So he immediately took out the gift in his hand and handed it to Qin Wanqi: "Wanqi, I wish you a happy birthday. This is my gift to you."

Qin Wanqi was stunned for a moment, but she immediately reacted.

I saw her reaching out her hand to take the gift, squinting her eyes and pretending to be angry: "Didn't I agree not to bring gifts?"

"It's a little gadget, but it's not worth much. I hope you don't dislike it." Lao Hu said with a smile.

"How is that possible?" Qin Wanqi rolled her eyes at Lao Hu.

Old Hu started, and then everyone began to present their carefully prepared gifts.

However, all the gifts were packed in gift boxes, so it was hard to tell what was inside.

Soon, almost everyone present had given away their gifts, except for He Fan, Lin Qingsong and Li Yang who had not yet given out their gifts.

However, Qin Wanqi, the host of the birthday party, didn't care. After all, she was the one who asked Lao Hu and Zhao Lihua not to tell He Fan and the others that today was her birthday.

However, the emperor was not as anxious as the eunuchs. Wang Yu on the side couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You three must have come empty-handed, right?"

As soon as Wang Yu said these words, the atmosphere in the entire box immediately became awkward.

Lin Qingsong and Li Yang were speechless and could only look at He Fan. After all, he asked He Fan to bring him a gift.

And He Fan couldn't help it. Wang Jie hadn't come back from going to the mall, so naturally the gift hadn't arrived either.

There should have been enough time, but who asked Lao Hu to advance the gift-giving process.

But He Fan didn't blame Lao Hu, after all, Lao Hu was just helping him out.

"It's my fault."

At this time, Lao Hu said apologetically: "When I brought Mr. He here, I didn't even tell him that today was Wan Qi's birthday."

"Why is it your fault?" Qin Wanqi also said, "I told you not to tell the three of them."

After saying that, Qin Wanqi glared at Wang Yu with disgust. She didn't invite Wang Yu over today at all, and this guy had to shamelessly come over.
To be continued...