"Qian Qian, are you alright!" Cen Baihe looked up and down at Qi Yan nervously, and he was relieved when he was sure that he was all right. He turned his head to look at the group of young people holding light signs, drawing boards, banners, flowers, etc., and frowned.
The airport is a public place with so many people blocking the passageway, it is really unsafe.
"Ah! Yan Bao, look this way, look this way!"
"Yanbao, I'm going to give you a monkey!"
Cen Baihe's brows furrowed even tighter, what kind of mess is this, how can a man give birth to a child? He turned his head to support Qi Yan's arm, "Let's go."
"Master Qi, five young masters," Huang He and Zhao Li also noticed the situation here and hurriedly ran over, "Is Master Qi okay?"
"I'm fine," Qi Yan looked at the group of screaming people behind him, "are we meeting a fan to pick up the plane?" He saw a sign dropped on the ground, it might have been squeezed out by someone, and it was still printed on it. I took a picture of a man with an oriental face, but dyed golden hair, enchanting eyeliner, long legs, thin waist and white skin, and he looked very gorgeous.
"Tao Yan?" Qi Yan recognized the name on the sign, but did not remember that there was a big star with this name in the country.
"It seems to be an artist who went to a neighboring country to develop. I heard that he is planning to return to China recently." Huang He, who usually watches entertainment gossip when he has nothing to do, has some impression of this artist, "There are media reports that he signed a good entertainment company, and he may be touted."
"Oh," Qi Yan glanced at the excited fans and patted the footprints on his trouser legs, "It turned out to be a group of fans who are fans of younger brothers and sisters." Speaking of this, Qi Yan looked at the Yellow River with a smile, "No I think you know a lot about the entertainment industry."
The burly bodyguard's hobby every day when he has nothing to do is to watch gossip in the entertainment industry, which seems to be a big contrast.
"Just looking at it casually, I just saw it." Huang He was a little embarrassed, it was quite embarrassing to be discovered by someone like his little hobby.
"Well, I understand." Qi Yan nodded with a smile, very understanding. However, Huang He felt that he was even more aggrieved. This kind of explanation could not be explained, but if you didn't explain it, it was the default feeling, which was really bad.
"Yanbao, look here, welcome back home."
"Yanbao! Yanbao!"
Tao Yan listened to the screams around him one after another, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and concealed the impatience in his heart. The agent beside him noticed his impatience and hurriedly pushed the surrounding fans around, accidentally hitting a female fan in the face.
"Sorry," Tao Yan stopped, took out a Band-Aid in his pocket and handed it to the girl, "Are you hurt again?"
Looking at such a gentle idol, the little girl held the Band-Aid like a piece of gold, and kept shaking her head: "I'm fine, I'm fine." Although the glasses that were blown off her face can buy a lot of Band-Aids, it doesn't Resist her good mood.
"It's fine." Tao Yan smiled at the female fan, and the fans around him became even more excited, and even the screams became an octave higher.
"Yanbao is so gentle!"
"So sweet, I love him so much!"
Tao Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold. He opened the crowd and found a very familiar figure in front of him. He couldn't help but run a few steps forward.
"Cen, Cen Baihe?!"
Fans saw their idol chasing a certain man, and they all ran after him.
"It seems that someone called you?!" Qi Yan heard the hula-la footsteps behind him, thinking of the tragic situation where he was almost knocked over by someone, and couldn't help speeding up his steps.
"No one," Cen Baihe also heard the footsteps behind him, stretched out his arms around Qi Yan and was about to go out, Huang He and Zhao Li also guarded around them.
"Cen Baihe, wait a minute."
"It seems to be calling you," Qi Yan stopped and glanced back. A man wearing sunglasses, black twill boots, and dyed blond hair strode towards this side. Obviously, this person knew Cen Baihe.
Cen Baihe looked back at the man chasing after him, without a trace of expression on his face.
"Bai He, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still so serious," the man in Liu Ding boots stood in front of Qi Yan, who was about the same height as Qi Yan, Qi Yan looked down at his pair of thick boots that looked extremely heavy, and stepped back. Take small steps. It would definitely be unpleasant to be stepped on by someone wearing such shoes.
"Be careful," Cen Baihe held onto his waist and frowned slightly, "Who are you?"
"I'm Tao Yan," the man in Liuding boots took off his sunglasses and smiled brightly at Cen Baihe, "Don't you remember?"
Cen Baihe:…
Not really impressed.
Tao Yan didn't mind his indifference, just smiled: "We haven't seen you for so many years, let's find time to get together and leave a contact information?"
"Sorry, I didn't bring a business card today," Cen Baihe found that they were surrounded by fans, and many fans patted his and Qian Qian's faces, and hurriedly reached out to stop Qi Yan, "I'm not talking now. A good time to get in touch later."
Only then did Tao Yan notice Qi Yan, his eyes swept across Qi Yan's eyebrows and nose, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Then I will go to the company to find you in a few days."
Cen Baihe didn't answer him, turned around and pulled Qi Yan out of the crowd.
Tao Yan's agent accompanies him to the car, and the smile on his face can no longer be suppressed: "Ayan, you actually know Fifth Master Cen?"
"Fifth Master?" Tao Yan looked at the agent in surprise, "What do you call him?"
"You greet someone, but you still don't know who he is?" the manager said, rubbing his hands together, "The Cen family in the imperial capital is a rich man among the nobles, and a noble among the rich. If he can help you with a few words, In the entertainment industry in the future, you don't have to fight for resources, and resources will be placed in front of you."
Tao Yan shook his head in a daze: "I don't know."
When he was at school, he was assigned to the same dormitory with Cen Baihe and two other classmates, but Cen Baihe didn't live in the dormitory for long before moving out. Cen Baihe had never mentioned his family's financial situation to them, and he usually didn't even talk much, so they all thought that Cen Baihe was only in good family conditions, and never guessed that he could hook up with the Cen family.
"What kind of friendship do you have with Fifth Master Cen?" The agent saw that he didn't even know this, and was a little worried that he would cause trouble. "If you have a normal relationship, don't go out and mention it. The emperor wants to please Fifth Master Cen. There are too many people, I'm afraid you will be self-defeating."
"He and I are college classmates or roommates," Tao Yan subconsciously didn't want people to think that he had nothing to do with Cen Baihe, so he quickly explained, "And I have a lot of elective courses like him. We often sit together in class."
"It turns out to be like this," the agent knew that his artist's education was very high, which was also a point of their hype, "then I can rest assured."
However, it was too early for him to be relieved. In the afternoon, there was an entertainment news on the platform.
"The Returning Little Heavenly King Airport to please the big man, but the big man's face is cold"
This news was pushed on major platforms and Weibo platforms, and immediately caused a lot of scolding. Black fans say that Tao Yan is shameless, and he is the same as his name, which is called hate. Iron fans have accused Yu of taking things out of context, saying that their idols are just greeting friends, and this person does not seem to be a big man.
Most of Tao Yan's fans are young and impulsive in speaking and doing things. They accidentally offended a certain Weibo V account, and the Weibo giant immediately made a sarcastic statement.
Running Turtle V: If the noble person in front of Tao Yan is not a big man in his eyes, then your Tao Yan can only be called dust. Some fans just want to blackmail their idols, don't let their idols be refrigerated and don't know why.
After Qi Yan finished lunch, he swiped his mobile phone to push entertainment news, and the first one was about Cen Baihe.
It's just that I don't know how these entertainment reporters put up the photos. In these photos, he didn't even show a face, and he became a passerby who didn't need to exist.
Some fans scolded not very nice, and even scolded Cen Baihe together, Qi Yan was suddenly unhappy, rolled up his sleeves and scolded those who scolded Bai He.
Their family, Bai He, was shot inexplicably while lying down. As a man of Bai He, he couldn't bear it!
"Qianqian," Cen Baihe walked into the study and saw Qi Yan's face twisted and clicked on the keyboard of the mobile phone, "what's the matter with you?"
"I'm fighting with Tao Yan's fans, and my man dares to scold me!"
"You eat a lot at noon. Sitting still is not good for your health." He put the hawthorn lemon tea on the table, "Drink some water first."
"You feed me, I don't have time."
Yanbao's little angel: Keke, just wear a suit and you're a big man. The big man in Huaxia is too worthless. The entertainment reporters need to face up. Don't use it to hype any topic. I don't know who got the money. Come Smear our family words treasure.
The most handsome Qian Qian replied to Yan Bao's little angel: Keke, just draw some eyeliner and dye your hair to be a big star, and the big stars in China are too worthless, you must face the brain, don't involve innocent people, my family crane Bao is a great man, I won't let you hold back!
"Pfft!" Cen Baihe couldn't help laughing when he saw Qi Yan's reply, "They are all young people, what do you care about with them."
Qi Yan took a sip of water with his hand: "Then I am also a young man, so I have to care about him."
Cen Baihe: Oh, I forgot that you are still very young.
The old man who was about to cross the threshold of thirty years old couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart.