"That's how things ended..."

Ning Wan lowered her head and explained to Zhao Jiajia.

She didn't want him to go either; Ah Man, who loves to act cute, is just too adorable.

She simply couldn't refuse...

Zhao Jiajia was still wearing her school uniform, which she hadn't had time to change out of, and said nonchalantly with her bag on her back, "It's okay, one more person means one more light board."

After saying that, she took out two glow sticks with the name "Song Mengwan" written on them from her backpack and put them into Ning Wan and Aman's hands respectively.

"These are new ones I bought yesterday, one for each of us. I really need to make sure Xiaomeng notices me! And then I'll get a signed autograph!" Thinking of this, Zhao Jiajia was incredibly excited: "Let's get going without delay!"

Xu Xiufeng reminded her with concern, "Be careful over there, there are many people. Don't get lost from Yanshu's parents. Remember to come back soon."

"Okay, Mom. We're off!"

Zhao Jiajia waved to Xu Xiufeng and then dragged Ning Wan away.

Seeing this, Aman immediately followed...

...

The location where Song Mengwan filmed the movie was a literary park in Longshou Village.

The park has beautiful scenery and is very pleasant.

On weekends and holidays, parents often bring their children out for a spring outing. Occasionally, young couples also meet in the park to ease their longing for each other.

When Ning Wan and Zhao Jiajia arrived at the park, it was already packed with people.

Upon closer inspection, Ning Wan discovered that there were not only young men and women present, but also older men and women.

It's clear that Song Mengwan is indeed very likable.

Even before she arrived, she still drew cheers from the uncles and aunties: "Little Mengmeng! Little Mengmeng! Little Mengmeng!"

Zhao Jiajia glanced at her watch.

It was already 4:30 PM.

Song Mengwan has not yet appeared.

So they had no choice but to stand outside the cordon and wait.

During this time, Aman took a small plastic cube out of his pocket.

With practiced ease, he opened the small cube and with a gentle wave, it expanded into a giant plastic bag.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiajia asked in confusion, "Aman, what is this?"

Aman calmly squatted down, silently picked up the aluminum cans from the ground, and threw them into a plastic bag.

Zhao Jiajia was speechless: "Do you have to work even when you're out chasing stars? You're working way too hard."

Ning Wan also helped Aman pick up the plastic bottles on the ground and throw them into the bag.

She explained, "Aman doesn't understand these things. Letting him stand there dumbfounded is less interesting than picking up scraps."

Because of Ning Wan's understanding, Aman nodded happily.

For him, as long as he could be with Wanwan, anything, no matter where they were or what they were doing, was enjoyable.

There are so many people here, and there are plastic bottles everywhere.

If we fill this bag, we can make a lot of money.

Upon seeing someone picking up trash, the people who had been gathered around quickly moved aside and kept their distance.

Even though Aman and Ning Wan were both clean, someone still covered their nose and frowned, saying, "Why are there people picking through trash here? Are they here to see Xiaomengmeng, or to beg?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jiajia immediately became displeased: "Mind your own business! Littering like that, you're immoral and uncivilized. How can someone like you dare to call yourself a fan of Xiaomengmeng? You're just bringing her trouble!"

The other party wanted to refute, but then saw Aman, who had been squatting, stand up.

His exceptionally tall stature and imposing physique, which stood out even in a crowd, along with Aman's displeased face, made him feel a strong sense of oppression.

"Never mind, let's go over there."

His friend tugged at his arm and pulled him to another spot.

The person in the way finally left, and Aman continued picking up bottles with his head down.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

A black van approached from a distance.

The crowd erupted in cheers: "Song Mengwan! Song Mengwan!"

"Little Mengmeng! Little Mengmeng~"...

...

The crowd began to move slightly.

Ning Wan almost tripped and fell, but luckily Aman reacted quickly and caught her in his arms.

Aman was holding a plastic bag in his left hand and Zhao Jiajia's collar in his right.

Zhao Jiajia craned her neck, peering intently: "Is Xiaomengmeng here?"

The van pulled up to the park and came to a stop, and the doors were opened.

A tall woman stepped out of the van.

The woman's face was as beautiful as jade, shimmering with moisture, and her skin was like solidified cream.

Like a fairy descending from the heavens, she descends upon the earth, possessing a breathtaking beauty that leaves others far behind.

People only dared to look from afar, not daring to take a step closer, for fear of ruining that beauty.

Suddenly, the woman smiled.

Like a spring breeze brushing against your cheek.

The gentle smile on their lips shortened the distance between them.

She raised her hand and waved to the crowd.

Her voice was clear and bright, yet gentle and melodious: "Good afternoon, everyone~ I'm sorry for the flight delay, thank you all for waiting so long~"

The crowd instantly became even more excited.

A large number of fans began to move in Song Mengwan's direction.

Everyone was extremely excited, shouting loudly in hopes of getting Song Mengwan's attention.

Zhao Jiajia, standing next to Ning Wan, also went crazy, shouting, "Song Mengwan! I like you!!!"

"Little Mengmeng, Little Mengmeng!~"...

...

Song Mengwan, escorted by her assistant and on-site security, walked towards the film set.

As she walked, she thoughtfully turned back to remind her fans, "Everyone must be careful and watch out for trampling."

"Please avoid crowding. Uncles and aunties, please be careful and take care of yourselves!"

The crowd was bustling and jostling.

Ning Wan felt as if she was being pushed forward.

She couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to leave.

Turning around, he discovered that Aman, who had been standing next to him, had suddenly disappeared.

Ning Wan tiptoed in a panic, her eyes darting around frantically.

To her surprise, Aman had somehow moved to the front row and was squatting on the ground with his back to her.

That would be far too dangerous!

If you're not careful, you could get stepped on.

"Aman!"

Ning Wan shouted loudly at Aman, then pushed through the crowd and slowly walked towards him.

Not far away, Song Mengwan suddenly stopped.

Following Ning Wan's voice, she also spotted Aman picking up bottles.

Her gentle, smiling expression froze, and she looked surprised.

His face still held a hint of disbelief.

Ignoring her assistant's urging, Song Mengwan walked step by step to Aman.

As Song Mengwan moved, the surroundings became quiet.

Even after getting closer and seeing Ah Man's face clearly, Song Mengwan still asked with a hint of uncertainty, "Mr. Shen?"

Aman picked up the bottles from the ground, hid them behind his back with a nervous expression, and said, "I saw those two bottles first!"

No one is allowed to take it from him!