There was no one else in the car, only the assistant Wen Wen who was driving.
The rest of the team were sitting in the big car behind. Sister Dan had something to do, so I met them directly at the airport.
Wen Wen is young, listening to the conversation between her sister and Mr. Song, no matter what she hears, she feels that there is something wrong with the couple.
The elder sister's character was originally arrogant, but after Teacher Song took a step back, she still turned her noble head and said nothing.
The traffic on the way to the airport was very heavy. The car was stuck on the overpass and it took half an hour to finish the journey. Wen Li played two games. Before the car drove forward for fifty meters, she had no choice but to Keep playing the game.
Song Yan was also looking down at his phone.
The person concerned may not have felt anything, but Wenwen couldn't stand it anymore.
She cleared her throat: "Sister."
Wen Li didn't look up: "Huh?"
"In next week's talent show variety show, Sister Dan told me that Mr. Zhang wants you to ask Mr. Song to be a flight guest. Have you told Mr. Song?"
It was only then that Wen Li remembered this incident. The recording of you in the world these few days caused her to forget all other announcements.
"Will it be recorded next week?"
"yes."
Mr. Zhang's mission must be completed, no matter whether Song Yan wants to go or not, she always asks.
Wen Li looked forward: "Teacher Song."
Song Yan: "Huh?"
"Did you just hear what my assistant said?" Wen Li asked, "Are you free?"
Song Yan didn't speak for a long time, Wen Li thought he was wondering if he was free, thought that he didn't remember the notice like himself, and reminded: "If you don't remember, you can ask your manager—"
"Didn't hear that," he said.
Wen Li: "?"
Wenwen squeezed the steering wheel tightly.
Wen Li finally couldn't help it anymore, and stared at him with her head tilted: "Wenwen was so loud just now, didn't you hear?"
Song Yan was as immobile as a mountain: "Yes."
"Then why can you hear me? Do you have a filter in your ear?"
"Not pretending."
He had the nerve to say he didn't pretend! Can't you hear her being sarcastic!
Wen Li's fist hardened, and she reached out to pinch his ear: "Okay, let me see if I'm pretending or not!"
As soon as he touched his thin earlobe, Song Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind. Wen Li struggled twice and couldn't break free. Just as she was about to get angry, someone pulled her forward with her wrist. Belt, I'm afraid it has fallen on him by this time.
The two of them looked at each other face to face. From a close distance, they could see Song Yan's sharp-edged face, with thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a straight nose and thin lips. She had worked with many male artists in recent years. It really belongs to the top face in exquisiteness.
Beautiful people are also amazed by beautiful people.
Song Yan frowned, her throat was choked, she had seen her face many times on weekdays, and today she found that her makeup artist had changed her style again, softening the usually aggressive makeup a bit, making it more colorful and blunt Minus, but bright and gentle, but he moved his eyes away from her lips, and fell into her clear eyes again.
"I always use other people's mouths to make demands on me." The man stepped back a few centimeters, paused, and asked, "Who is my wife?"
Today is always the wife's, and it's the top of the variety show
Wen Li didn't want to hear his specious words, so she lowered her eyelids and asked, "Then are you free?"
Compared with availability or lack of availability, Song Yan's answer is obviously full of action: "Which issue will you go to? I'll ask my agent to contact you."
That is, whether you are free or not, you will definitely go.
Wen Li hummed in her heart, Gao Leng nodded: "Oh."
"But I have a request."
"You can mention it to the producer at that time, and he will definitely agree to you."
"It has nothing to do with the show." Song Yan stretched out her index finger and pointed at her still frowning brows, "I have promised you everything that should be promised, can you give me a smile?"
"Cut." Wen Li hugged her chest and grinned at him: "Hey."
As if thinking that her smile was too fake, Song Yan pulled his lips and moved his eyes away.
The car fell silent again.
Until the horn of the car behind continued to blare and screech.
Wen Li: "Wenwen, drive, why are you in a daze?"
Wenwen came back to his senses, his cheeks were hot, and his heart was thumping.
My sister and Mr. Song seemed to have just said a few words, and at this moment, the two of them lowered their heads and played with their respective mobile phones, but why was she so blushing and heartbroken, wishing to press the heads of the two of them together, and shouted "Say so much What do you do if you don’t have some, you two should kiss me instead.”
Aware of the irritable thoughts deep in his heart, Wen Wen shook his head, quickly put aside these distracting thoughts, and concentrated on driving.
—
When the car arrived at the airport, many fans were already waiting at the door holding banners.
There is no need to keep confidential the work itinerary of this kind of going out to record variety shows. Even if no official announcement is made, there are still plenty of channels to get the artist's itinerary.
As early as a week ago, their itinerary had been exposed on social platforms.
"3.22: Song Yan, Wen Li, Yancheng International Airport, Yancheng-Xingcheng. Recording of the variety show "There is You in the World""
However, most of the fans who came today were organized in groups, and there were also staff on the side to maintain order. Although it was crowded, it did not cause any shoving accidents.
There were too many people. In order to disperse the fans, Song Yan and Wen Li had to leave separately. The flashing lights of the equipment kept flashing, and there was noise in the ears. Wen Li was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and walked behind the assistant silently. Because she was used to this kind of scene, she didn't Without impatience, he kept his head down and said nothing the whole time.
Surrounded in the middle, they walked all the way, and finally when it was time to check in, the fans stood outside the security line, so they had to be free.
Song Yan had long legs and walked faster than her. She was in front of her. She saw a few cartoon stickers on the man's arms. They were his Q-version image, and most likely they were posted by fans.
Compared with male artists, female artists generally avoid this kind of behavior. Wen Li was touched on the arm by a man who sneaked into the fan group a few years ago. This kind of close contact is no longer allowed.
Two people are queuing up to check in, wearing sunglasses and masks, standing one behind the other, each playing with their mobile phones, and their clothes are carefully matched by a stylist. They are tall and slender, and they are particularly eye-catching in the line.
Dressed up at the airport but covering their faces, the waiting line was full of noisy fans, passers-by knew it was a star at a glance, and the passengers in front of and behind them all looked sideways.
It is said that fans follow the true master, Song Yan has always been relatively indifferent, and his fans are also very obedient, just standing outside the waiting line obediently, tacitly taking pictures of Song Yan.
But Wen Li's fans are more noisy.
"Three powers!"
In the fan group, a loud voice sounded.
Wen Li raised her head and looked at the fan group: "Huh?"
As soon as the fans saw that she really looked up and responded, they immediately screamed excitedly: "Ah, mom loves you!"
These young girls really like to take advantage. They look like they are only sixteen or seventeen years old, so why do they like to call themselves mothers so much.
Wen Li gestured to the fan group with her finger: "I love you, are you going to be in class today after the school holiday?"
"I'm in college! No class today!"
Wen Li nodded: "Where are the others?"
The fans said in unison: "We are all in college!"
Wen Li didn't believe it. There were definitely high school students who skipped classes, but he didn't expose them. He told them: "Kids who have classes, go back to class quickly, and I will expel you from fans if you delay your studies."
The fans all laughed, and some were eager to explain how old they were in the last exam, and they definitely didn't delay their studies.
"Three powers!"
This time it was a male fan with a loud voice, which overwhelmed the voices of all the female fans, and the decibels directly penetrated the eardrum.
Wen Li: "Huh?"
"Show more affection with your husband on the show! Send out more candy! Do you hear me!"
Good guy, this is still a CP fan.
Wen Li didn't know how to answer, so she had to laugh awkwardly.
After completing the formalities, Wen Li and Song Yan prepared to go through the security check one after the other, and had to take off their sunglasses and goggles.
"Beauty! Song Yan!"
This time it was called Song Yan again.
Song Yan turned his head subconsciously.
"Our Sanli is a tsundere! Don't despise her! It's right for the overlord to fight hard!"
There was an instant burst of laughter from the crowd.
Wen Li immediately said, "Hey!"
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing twice.
Even the security check staff laughed, Wen Li covered her forehead in embarrassment, and the security check staff had no choice but to say, "Ma'am, please open your hands."
When finally boarded the plane, Wen Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before turning off her phone, she checked Weibo online, and sure enough, a marketing account had posted a short video of today's boarding.
In the video, the voice of the male CP fan is even louder, he is like a steel gun, the airport is so noisy, his voice can be heard clearly without subtitles.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"Sanli: I was terrified at the time"
"I know this guy. I'm a long-time fan of Sanli. When the official announcement of Sanli's marriage was announced, I went to KTV with my friends to get drunk and said that I was broken in love. In the end, I became a double-duty CP fan in less than half a year."
"Brother Iron Lung: There is no joy in being a CP fan"
Wen Li: "..."
—
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the plane arrived in Star City.
A group of people directly boarded the car arranged by the program group, and the traffic in Star City was also blocked, but it was much better than Yan City.
There was already a cameraman waiting in the car, and because Wen Li didn't get enough sleep on the plane, she fell asleep in the car now.
Star City has also been rainy recently, and the sunlight was very weak in the afternoon, and it was humid and gloomy. When Wen Li was woken up, she almost thought that she had slept until the early morning of the next day.
When I arrived downstairs in the magnificent radio and television building, there were only two or three staff members who greeted me outside. They said that it was too late today, and the official recording of the program was changed to tomorrow morning. Now arrange for them to go to the lounge for a simple interview, and then they can go back to the hotel to rest .
Wen Li was still dazed, covering her mouth and yawning, followed the staff into the building.
The staff took them to the elevator, twisted and twisted, and led them into a lounge.
"The interviewer will come later, please wait for the two teachers."
Then the staff said that they had something to explain, and asked the agent and assistant to go out and talk.
After the door closed, Wen Li, who had participated in many variety shows, instinctively went to find the camera.
"What are you looking for?"
Song Yan watched her sway left and right, but refused to sit down on the chair.
"You don't understand. There are definitely cameras here. They deliberately let us hang out for so long, just to see what we would do in the room."
The camera crew in front of the monitor: "..."
Good guy is pretty smart.
Wen Li searched for half a circle but couldn't find it. He walked around the entire square room in a boring way, then raised his hand and tapped on the wall, and suddenly found a wall that was extremely soft, like a wall made of cardboard and wood. Kind of, immediately understood that this is a temporary lounge, no accident next door is another pair of guests.
She put her ear close to the wall, and sure enough, she heard the voice next door.
"Why haven't you started the interview yet?"
An annoying sound.
Wen Li immediately recognized that it was Zheng Xue's voice.
She immediately waved to Song Yan, signaling him to come and listen. Song Yan didn't know what she was doing, but she got up and walked over.
"Listen, Lu Ming and Zheng Xue are in the room next to us."
Song Yan listened closely, and sure enough it was there.
The two people next door were talking first, then Zheng Xue said "I'm tired", and Lu Ming said "Then go to sleep first", and then Lu Ming laughed helplessly.
"Don't make trouble, what are you doing?"
"No, we're going to make trouble."
Because she was afraid of cameras around her, Wen Li didn't dare to be too obvious, she pressed her face against the wall and silently made a vomiting expression.
Song Yan: "..."
Then she patted her chest thankfully, and looked at Song Yan with a look of "You fucking think I'm so smart".
"Fortunately, I know the routine of the program group." She whispered into Song Yan's ear.
"Since you know the routine, you should know what they want to shoot." Song Yan laughed twice, leaned into her ear, and whispered, "Fool."