The red carpet was very long, and when Lin Wanwan appeared, Su Maner had only walked more than half of it.
Originally, she was enjoying the admiration of everyone, but as soon as Lin Wanwan appeared, everyone's attention was attracted.
Listening to the comments coming from both sides, her face turned red and white, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
She finally tasted the feeling of being ignored by Meng Lu before. She turned around and glared at Lin Wanwan without any trace.
Damn little girl, a newcomer dares to steal the spotlight from her!
Those reporters were also brainless. Linwanwan had no resources. How could the dress be real
Thinking that she had been robbed of attention by a fake, Su Maner felt sick in her heart.
But in public, no matter how angry she was, she could only endure this tone and walk forward quickly, losing her previous slowness.
Su Man'er's fans' faces were equally ugly, as if they had been slapped, with green and white faces interlaced.
A pill fan remembered how they had ridiculed Linwanwan before and smiled, feeling proud and proud.
"Oh, our meatball is so beautiful, and the clothes on her body are so beautiful. What about the clothes of the chief designer of Bunny-lulu? Compared with the clothes on our meatball, I don't know who is inferior!"
"There is no harm without comparison. Who is shabbier?"
Hearing this, Su Maner's fans gritted their teeth, "Don't go too far!"
They feel very happy when they ridicule others. Now that the situation is changing, they feel aggrieved.
"Forget it."
A round-faced pill fan pulled his companion beside him and smiled reservedly.
"We are qualified fans. Don't be like those idiots. We know who is embarrassed. Remember, next time you laugh at others, remember to restrain yourself. Otherwise, you will be slapped in the face. How painful will it be?"
Su Maner's fans couldn't bear it anymore and sneered angrily, "What's there to be proud of? No matter how bad our goddess is, she will never be like Lin Wanwan, who wears clothes of unknown origin and shamelessly brings her cuckold boyfriend to the film festival. , do you think your shame is not obvious enough?"
Her voice was so loud that everyone who heard her nodded subconsciously.
Lin Wanwan is free to fall in love with whomever she wants, but she can't do it regardless of the occasion. It's too inappropriate to do this.
Several pill fans were speechless. Su Maner's fans realized they had made a comeback and became proud again.
At this time, Lin Wanwan and An Qiao had already walked to the huge signature board.
At the request of the female host, Lin Wanwan left a signature.
"Please."
Just when the hostess wanted to send the two of them to the venue, An Qiao stopped and said, "Miss Dong, you can't treat me as a person just because Lin Wanwan is prettier than me, right? I haven't signed yet!"
Hearing the familiar voice, the hostess was startled and stared at his face in surprise.
"Who are you… ?"
An Qiao took the pen from Lin Wanwan and wrote two big Chinese characters.
Ancho!
The hostess is no stranger to this signature.
"Director An Qiao?!"
In shock, she blurted out, and her clear voice spread to every corner of the venue.
When everyone who was paying attention heard An Qiao's name, they were stunned for a while, and then opened their mouths in surprise!
"Oh my god, is this Director An? How is it possible? He is so young?"
An Qiao took the female host's microphone, and deliberately squeezed out a hint of grievance on his handsome face, "Don't you guys recognize me if I shave my beard? Where is the true love we promised?"