Tang Wan looked at the big star who got on his flying machine calmly, "What does Mr. Luo mean?"
Luo Bingjun sat down on the seat opposite Tang Wan, and smiled at Tang Wan, "I feel that your aircraft has a much higher safety factor than mine. I'll come up and take a seat."
Tang Wan tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It was really straightforward and unaffected, but he liked it.
Luo Bingjun glanced at Ji Yan, "This kid is so serious, your brother?"
Before Tang Wan could speak, Ji Yan said without humility: "I'm just my wife's attendant, Ji Yan. Luo Bingjun, a star, an idol, works in many fields such as singing, film and television, dubbing, etc. His actual identity is the first-class prince of the empire. , the second young master of Duke Luo Minjian's family. Be careful with his wife, the Luo family has a lot of eyes."
Luo Bingjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Hey! Kid! How can you expose people's background!"
Tang Wan looked at Luo Bingjun, who was also astonished, in astonishment, and then looked at Ji Yan, who had turned into a small intelligence expert with a serious face, "What he said is completely correct?"
Luo Bingjun nodded dumbfoundingly, "That's right, I won't hide it from you anymore, we are just on a balance, don't tell others about my identity, and I won't reveal your information to others, okay?"
Tang Wan smiled, "Give me a few more autographs!"
Luo Bingjun could only agree, and muttered: "This time I lost money by rubbing the car."
However, from the words of this little servant, it can be heard that Tang Wan's status is higher than his family's, because the other party said "their Luo family", their status is higher than their family's, and they are still members of the military department. After searching and searching, it is self-evident who Tang Wan is.
Ji Yan saw that the other party understood what he meant, shut up and stopped talking, and took out a small notebook in his heart, "Let the other party know who his wife is", the goal has been achieved!
Luo Bingjun is also a smart person, so he doesn't want to talk nonsense about his identity. After the aircraft started, he asked with interest: "How many animals can you summon at once with your summoning ability? I can only summon ten at a time, and they must be small ones. "
"Tree?" Tang Wan also became interested, "What are you calling for?"
A small seedling with wide leaves appeared in Luo Bingjun's palm, "Plants, they are small when they are first summoned, they have to be raised slowly, and they can be used when they grow up."
Tang Wan was curious: "The summoned plants, can they be eaten?"
"Yes! But the poisonous ones cannot be eaten, and some are specially used for combat. Can the animals you summoned be eaten?"
"... I can, but I don't want to eat it." Speaking of this, Tang Wan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and slapped his thigh, "Yes! Why don't I buy a fish to eat! The fish is too big now, and the meat is old. Unappetizing!"
Luo Bingjun twitched his mouth, and Jun's face showed a strong longing, "I want to eat fish on earth, too."
Tang Wan: "..."
This buddy is not usually thick-skinned!
The face of the other party is quite similar to that of his friend, but his personality is not the same at all. Tang Wan sympathizes with him when he was young. If this heavenly king surnamed Luo is really his descendant, I'm sorry, it's either a crossbreed or a mutation.
"Okay, I invite you to eat fish, can you summon a pot of grass for me?" Tang Wan talked about the terms with a smile, businessmen, you can't suffer.
Luo Bingjun asked defensively: "What do you want? My manager will really kill me!"
Tang Wan smiled, "I just want a pot of catnip." Put the catnip at home, let Da Zhuang roll it on it, and let Zong He smell it, he just wants to see, the big cat will Will not also show an intoxicated expression.
However, Luo Bingjun looked blank, "Catnip grass, what is it?"
Tang Wan glanced at him in disappointment, how stupid! As a supernatural summoner of the plant department, he doesn't know what catnip is, "Catnip, also known as camphor grass, cool mint, and bamao, is a plant that cats like, go back and look up the information. "
Luo Bingjun felt that he was really uneducated.
Tang Wan has already started this idea, and I can't say that if you don't have catnip, I will cut off cooperation with you, and the best thing to do is, "Then give me a pot of peonies, it will look rich and prosperous."
Luo Bingjun still looked busy, and didn't know what peony was.
Now, even the way Ji Yan looked at him changed, he was uneducated, it was terrible.
Tang Wan sighed, "Then give me a pot of crabapple, it looks beautiful and generous."
Luo Bingjun was anxious, "Can you name a plant that I can understand!"
Tang Wan said expressionlessly, "Then give me a pot of dog's tail grass."
Dogtail grass is not easy to die. It used to bloom all over the country. When you see dogtail grass, you can also feel the taste of home.
Now, Luo Bingjun was no longer at a loss, and excitedly conjured up a grass for Tang Wan, "Here, how much do you want, how much can I summon, if not, I can still plant it!"
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows, this is a talent! One day, if he has the ability to buy the earth, he will take this buddy to plant grass on the earth, but he doesn't know how much salary this big star wants. Tang Wan was amused by his own thoughts, holding the grass in both hands, the smile on his face gradually faded, although he didn't have any nostalgia for that home, I have to say, he is really homesick now. Holding such a grass, Tang Wan felt that he was a fool now, a fool who would not be missed.
At this time, I heard the person on the opposite side ask: "Where is your cat? Do you want to contact me in advance?"
Tang Wan came back to his senses, a proud expression appeared on his face instantly, and he said domineeringly: "Take it out and it will make you spit milk!"
Tang Wan immediately released Mulan, hugging a twenty-pound big girl in her arms, with flowing long hair, soft and slippery, rubbing it on her face, that feeling could heal everything immediately. heartbroken!
"Look! Is it beautiful, is it beautiful?" Tang Wan rubbed against his daughter, enjoyed her back rubbing, and did not forget to provoke Luo Bingjun, everyone is a summoner, why can't you
A lie told too much, Tang Wan himself almost took it seriously, he already regarded himself as a person with summoning ability, so awesome that he could fly with wings!
Luo Bingjun's eyes were red when he saw it, and he looked at the cat in Jean Wan's arms with an idiotic expression, "My God! This is a real cat! It's alive! It's alive!"
Tang Wan rolled his eyes proudly, isn't this nonsense, his cats are all alive!
"It turns out that a real cat looks like this, it's so pretty! This hair! This paw pad!" Luo Bingjun couldn't help making a video call to Xu Mi, "Look, rice, cat! It's a real cat!"
Seeing the stranger bring the camera closer to her, Mulan quickly pushed it away with her paw pads, her face full of disgust.
Luo Bingjun was so happy that he almost cried, "Rice! It touched me with its soft pad!"
After Xu Mi was surprised for a few seconds, he frowned in disgust, "That's trying to hit you, aren't you stupid!"
Tang Wan was in a good mood and coaxed his daughter, "Mulan, this weird Shumai wants to hug you and take some pictures for a while, can you let him hug you? Be good~ Dad is here!"
Luo Bingjun looked hopeful and wanted to hug him now!
Tang Wan patted Mulan's head and smoothed the baby's hair. Seeing that it didn't resist anymore, he said to Luo Bingjun, "You can pet Mulan. I'll tell it. Mulan is very sensible, so she won't hit you." . "
Luo Bingjun took Mulan with an idiot on his face, and held it in both hands, as if he was hugging a fragile national treasure. From Mulan's eyes, one can see its dislike more clearly, but the child is still quite obedient, except for beating cute pets, he does not stretch his claws at others.
Tang Wan gently patted Mulan's head and smoothed her daughter's hair. As long as Mulan can cooperate, Jin Xiaopang will definitely not be a problem. That's a silly son, he can be coaxed by giving him something delicious.
Arriving at the shooting base, Luo Bingjun got off the aircraft with a smirk on his face, and hugged Little Fairy Mulan for half an hour on the road. The big star was almost sublimated.
This time the filming was done in secret, neither the media nor the reporters knew about it. There were only a few reporters on site. When they saw Luo Bingjun, the reporters felt that they were coming, and excitedly chased after him to follow the filming. Seeing Tang Wan who was following behind and hugging Mulan, the reporter's eyes flashed with doubts. Could this beauty be the artist that Xu Migang signed
"Couldn't this be the famous guy who eats and sleeps in the live broadcast circle, right? He's holding that in his arms. Is it a cat?"
"Yes yes yes! That cat's name is Mulan! The two traffic bigwigs from the two circles have really cooperated!!"
"Damn it! Today's squat is really here, big news! Eat, sleep, and grow up like this! Who said he is so ugly that he can't see people? I'll put glutinous rice porridge on his face!"
The reporters came to their senses at this time, and rushed over to take pictures, not taking pictures of Luo Bingjun, but pointing directly at Tang Wan.
Tang Wan looked at the reporter in front of him expressionlessly, and hugged the cat tightly in his arms. If anyone dared to snatch his cat, he would kick them in the crotch! Let them know why the flowers are so red!
Ji Yan's figure flickered, and he had already stood in front of Tang Wan. When he raised his hand, a white light and shadow flashed in front of his eyes. There was only a white light left in the reporter's shot. The reporter saw that this meant that he was not allowed to shoot. Come over, "Are you eating, sleeping, and bouncing?"
"The owner of the cute live broadcast room on Earth?"
"Is your surname Tang?"
"Why aren't you allowed to take pictures?"
"Why don't you announce what you look like? Is there any special reason?"
Tang Wan saw that the group of people had no intention of robbing his cat, and the dimples on his face narrowed the distance between the two very well. He smiled and said, "No, I'm just not very good at dealing with cats." The media also don’t want to be disturbed in their private life, and I don’t want to be surrounded by people when I go shopping, so please don’t take pictures.”
Tang Wan looked at the reporters pitifully, and shook Mulan's cat's paws. These reporters were not very old, and their hearts became cute, whether it was Tang Wan's good looks or the cuteness of the cats. , listen to him, do not shoot or shoot!
A reporter turned off the switch of the camera very face-saving, Tang Wan continued to hold Mulan's paw and waved at the reporters who did not turn it off, and the rest of the reporters followed suit with a look of helplessness, "Okay, you Good-looking, you have the final say." After the detention, the reporter realized that he was probably fed up with sex soup, so he didn't report such a good material.
At this time, Ji Yan looked at the reporter on the outermost edge, pointed at him, "Please turn off the invisible camera too, my wife said that I don't want to be photographed."
When Ji Yan stood behind Tang Wan, he was silent and his temperament was weak, like a little daughter-in-law carrying a bag. Now when his eyes are focused on a person, the person being watched can feel the fear in his eyes . Ji Yan is also of Asian descent, his eyes are very dark and deep, and when he looks at people indifferently, it makes people feel that his heart and soul can be sucked in. The reporter shivered in fright, and quickly turned off the invisible camera. After turning it off, he found that everyone was looking at him, and his face was a little uneasy. He sneered without confidence, "The empire is free of speech, and the media is the eyes of the people of the empire. Why not shoot?"
Ji Yan said coldly: "Because your level is not enough."
The empire also has regulations. Those who can photograph nobles are senior journalists with a reporter certificate. Tang Wan's identity can be considered as a member of the royal family. Ordinary reporters have no right to photograph.
From this sentence, many people have heard that Tang Wan's identity is not simple, one thing more is worse than one thing less, so if you don't shoot, don't shoot. The reporter backed out with an ugly face just now and stopped taking pictures.
At this time, Xu Mi personally came out to pick up Tang Wan, "Why did you stop here? I've arranged the inside. Luo Bingjun has already changed his clothes, and I'll be waiting for you."
Tang Wan smiled apologetically at the reporters and followed Xu Mi away.
After the little reporter went out angrily, he saw a young man wandering around the neighborhood outside. His eyes rolled, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted sinisterly: "Young man, come on, do me a favor. How about I give you a thousand star coins?"