Time flies, and before we know it, it's January.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The Chengdu-Chongqing airport was packed with people, almost paralyzing the entire transportation system.

"Driver, stop the car!"

Seven kilometers from the airport, a couple desperately blocked a taxi and shouted loudly.

The driver slammed on the brakes, rolled down the window, and roared, "Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm so sorry! We're really in a hurry."

The girl knew she was wrong, but they had no other choice but to forcibly flag down a car because taxis were extremely hard to find that day, and almost no car was willing to go to the airport.

"You're going to cause an accident like this, and you'll be held responsible. How can you block a car like that? You could kill someone, you know?"

The driver was cursing and had a very unpleasant expression.

But couples can keep apologizing, after all, they are in the wrong.

"Never mind, where are you guys going?"

"Driver, we need to go to the airport drop-off hall. Thank you for your help."

The couple had barely finished speaking when the driver slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.

"I knew it, I knew it! What time is it now? Are you still going to the airport? I'm sorry, we can't go."

"ah?"

"No, why?"

The girl in the couple asked, puzzled.

"Why? Don't you know yourself? You were also there to see Chen Feng off, weren't you?"

The couple nodded in agreement after being asked three questions in a row.

That's right. They got up so early today, skipped work, and took leave just to go to the airport to see Chen Feng off. They are all die-hard fans of Chen Feng, and today is a special day, which they call the big day of conquering the world.

Chen Feng is about to go abroad to participate in a global music competition.

There is another incident that greatly displeases the Chinese people: China was originally designated as the host country for this year's global music competition, but due to various reasons, the host country was ultimately changed to Japan.

It should be noted that Japan and China have a deep-seated and irreconcilable hatred between them. This move was clearly intentional on the part of the Global Music Association, designed to feed the Chinese people a mouthful of shit.

However, the tornadoes know that this is clearly because they are afraid of their Fengshen, so they will use every means to eliminate and limit the Fengshen's performance. If they allow it to play on China's home turf, the world will have no confidence.

"Hey...you little girls and boys, it's Wednesday today! Why aren't you in class chasing after celebrities? I admit, Chen Feng's songs are really good, and he's representing China in this music competition, but you guys are going way too far."

"Do you know that since 3 a.m. last night, the airport has been packed with people waiting to see Chen Feng off? Now, the line stretches for three kilometers, seriously affecting the travel of other passengers. I heard that many flights have been delayed because of this."

"You're going to the airport at this hour? No way, you can go by yourselves. Once you go in there, you won't be able to get out. I don't know if you guys are too scary or if Chen Feng is too scary."

The driver spoke very quickly and kept talking, making it impossible for the couple to get a word in edgewise.

They were shocked, then filled with regret, and the girl immediately became angry.

"It's all your fault! I told you to go line up earlier, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened! Waaah!"

She actually started crying; she looked very sad.

The boy was at a loss and could only comfort him, saying, "Okay, I was wrong, baby, I was wrong."

"What's the use of you being wrong? It's all your fault, it's all your fault, let's break up."

The girl got out of the car and ran away with tears streaming down her face.

The boy was stunned for a moment before quickly getting out of the car and chasing after them.

The driver stood there, bewildered, staring at the scene. He didn't know if he was getting old or if the times had abandoned him. He just couldn't understand the young people these days.

"This is the Civil Aviation Administration. Report, report. The airport is severely congested, causing hundreds of flights to be unable to take off normally."

"What happened?"

"They are Chen Feng's fans, numbering as many as 300,000. They have almost completely blocked the airport, and passengers who are normally taking flights are stuck outside and cannot get in at all."

"Okay, I understand."

The Civil Aviation Administration was sweating profusely with anxiety, and the director was furious.

"What kind of mess is this? Since the establishment of China Airlines, nothing so outrageous has ever happened. A mere celebrity has caused such a commotion. He must be held responsible."

At this moment, a deputy director who was clearly a die-hard fan of Chen Feng spoke up.

"Director, Fengshen isn't some nobody! Watch your words! Fengshen always sits in the front row when he performs at the Spring Festival Gala! Have you forgotten how you commented on that table of people? There were even former...hehe!"

As expected, the bureau chief deflated.

"So what if you know a big shot? But even if he is a big shot, he can't do this. The impact would be terrible."

"This wasn't something they wanted to do. Who told the global music organizers to change the host country? And who released Chen Feng's travel dates? These people are the truly despicable ones."

Ring ring!

As they were talking, the red phone rang.

This made the bureau chief break out in a cold sweat.

"Hello,..."

No one knew who was inside, but the bureau chief's face instantly flushed red, he stammered, and his whole body trembled.

"Yes, yes!"

"Don't worry, even if I'm shattered to pieces, I will complete the mission."

"Yes, please take care of yourself. You are a pillar of our country..."

Who is it?

"I asked the deputy director."

The bureau chief pointed to the sky and said, "Justice!"

The deputy director was startled. "Holy crap, this matter has gotten out of hand so quickly! What does the old man say?"

"We must spare no effort to evacuate the crowd as quickly as possible, without obstructing the passage of normal passengers or causing any harm to the crowd. We must do so in an orderly and measured manner."

"That's what the director said."

Upon hearing this, the deputy director gave a wry smile: "This is too damn difficult. Three hundred thousand people! They are the Civil Aviation Administration, not the Mass Evacuation Bureau."

"There's no other way. We've already reported this to the Party Secretary of the Municipal Committee. We've already deployed more than 3,000 police officers to maintain order. Judging from the situation, I estimate that the armed police will definitely have to be deployed."

The bureau chief paced back and forth.

The airport was packed with people, a sea of ​​faces stretching as far as the eye could see, with banners everywhere.

Go Fengshen! The championship is yours!

"Fengshen Brings Glory to the Nation, Unrivaled Globally"

"The Wind God Reaches the Summit, The Battle of the Peaks, How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible"

"The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the wind god is gone, and the world is filled with fear."

These are still normal banners and signs; the less serious ones are as follows:

"Wind God, Wind God, I love you, like a mouse loves rice."

"Does the Wind God still remember that night? I want to have your babies."

You are the wind, I am the sand, entwined forever to the ends of the earth.

Husband Chen Feng, come home for breakfast after you finish singing.

This can be said to be the first time Chen Feng has shown the world his powerful dominance. The crowd included men, women, young and old, and although many looked haggard, they could not hide their excitement.

No star in Chinese history has ever possessed such strong appeal and popularity.