Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 472 - 322: Just One Bite of a Dish?_3

Chapter 472: Chapter 322: Just One Bite of a Dish?_3

As soon as I checked the new message on my phone, there it was.

Uncle Bao: "At the hotel yet? Had someone send you a new meal, tastes good. Don’t be shy with Uncle!"

Feng Chi said, "This is the ’Dazzling Meal’ the hotel has been offering these past couple of days, probably to coincide with the event."

The meal was rich and the portions were large, at least for the average person.

Food corresponding to guest rooms was recorded by the hotel, so Feng Yi wouldn’t stand out too much.

So he said to Feng Chi, "There’s too much here, we can’t finish it all. Call your assistant and agent over to join us."

"Okay."

Just as Feng Chi was about to get out his phone, a frenzy of new message alerts started going off.

That amount of noise definitely meant it wasn’t just one or two messages!

Feng Chi quickly took out his phone to check.

The scene that had unfolded in the parking lot was caught on camera and had been posted online.

In the video, even though the person filming was some distance away, the equipment was high-end, and while details were missed, the general situation was captured, including the expressions of Lei Sheng and the others.

Perhaps fearing that viewers would not recognize the people in the video, the uploader had helpfully added bright arrows pointing out who was who.

Feng Chi being thrown up in the air and spun around was also crystal clear on the recording.

Everyone who saw the video knew the person spinning in the air was him!

Because of tonight’s event, fans and social media influencers were all on their phones checking for updates.

Once the video was out, it spread rapidly.

#BrotherlyLoveThatMovesHeavenAndEarth#

"Hahaha, I really believe now that they get along well in private!"

"Lin Weilan and Lei Sheng on the side are already dumbfounded."

"I didn’t expect Feng Yi to be this strong!"

"Joke, a man who can stride along with a python, flipping Feng Chi in the air is a piece of cake!"

Feng Chi: ???

My height is over 180cm, a small frame?

Looking at the rapidly growing number of comments, Feng Chi’s expression was on the verge of collapse.

Then looking at the real-time trending searches, it had climbed up a spot!

As the one who had been tossed and spun, his feelings were mixed.

He had never imagined that he would trend for such a reason!

Feng Chi let out a wail, "My image!!"

Feng Yi had also received messages forwarded to him, but his mood was more calm, "You were the one who threw the first punch."

Feng Chi regretted it, truly regretted it. If only he had gone to pick them up honestly without trying to play around...

Feng Yi didn’t pay attention to him and continued eating.

When Feng Chi finally calmed down, he threw his phone aside to stop looking at it, turned his sadness into appetite, and ate like crazy.

He hadn’t called the assistant and agent over, he would just pack it up to take to their rooms later.

After gathering his emotions, Feng Chi took a look around Feng Yi’s room and apart from the chef, there was no one else.

"Did you bring an assistant, brother? Do you want to use mine?" he asked.

"No need, I don’t have anything that requires an assistant’s help, plus I have a helper here," said Feng Yi.

"What about the styling team?" Feng Chi asked.

"They’ve also been arranged, they’ll be here soon."

"It’s a bit rushed, if you had a half day more, they could have done better." Noticing it was getting late, Feng Chi said, "As long as you’re aware, I’m going back to get ready."

Before leaving, Feng Chi took the meals packed for the assistant and agent.

Shortly after he left, the styling team Feng Yi had arranged for arrived.

Also arriving were the event organizers.

The organizers were very happy that Feng Yi could attend, sent someone to ask if he needed assistance, such as arranging for a female companion, questions about renting clothing, and so on. If he was not well-prepared, they could help out, as many of their collaborating high-end brands were willing to provide services.

However, once they arrived and saw the styling team, they realized their help was unnecessary.

The person sent by the organizers was puzzled, as he didn’t recognize the stylists and had never seen them before, but he could tell they were highly proficient!

Feng Yi didn’t bother with what the organizer’s person was thinking, he was trying on clothes.

The butler had selected many suits and handed them over to the professionals.

The nature of the event dictated a different dress style.

If he dressed as conservatively as during the last Guardians’ Awards, amidst all the surrounding sparkle, people would say his fashion sense was poor, he looked broke, lacked style, didn’t take the event seriously, blah blah blah—you name it.

So, his style this time had to be a bit more flamboyant.

For accessories, Feng Yi intended to wear the meteorite bracelet that Mute Uncle gave him. It was coated with a special layer, giving it a unique look with no identical pieces, so it wouldn’t clash with anyone else’s.

Feng Yi’s requirements for jewelry to wear to such events were simple: it needed to be unique and its origins obscure.

Just as he was about to get the bracelet, he saw Bing pushing over a half-man-tall case.

When opened, it was full of men’s accessories.

The organizer’s representative beside him blinked rapidly at the sight of the case, whether dazzled by the shimmer or simply in shock.

Even Feng Yi himself was taken aback.

It wasn’t the line-up within the case that surprised him—after all, he was used to the butler’s way of preparing things.

What made Feng Yi pause was the unfamiliar watch placed in the most conspicuous spot.

It was clearly a designer piece, themed around space, shining like the stars.

Feng Yi turned to Bing.

Bing came over, speaking softly, "This is a newly acquired style, designed by the butler’s old friend."

Recalling the butler’s words, Bing relayed, "The butler said to give it to you to wear for fun."

Feng Yi smiled and put on the shiny watch that looked good with everything, except for telling time.