Chapter 222

It was Jiang Qiao who was almost hurt, but he comforted them instead. Fans were so moved that they said they were not scared at all.

While waiting for security check, Jiang Qiao's fans lined up and signed autographs for them as quickly as possible. When he heard the plane announcement, Jiang Qiao stopped and said, "I'll leave first. See you next time."

She waved to her fans while speaking, and after thinking for a while, she said: "Don't wait at the airport next time. Too many people will easily block the road, and it will be bad if any accidents happen..."

There have been many stampedes at home and abroad. Most of them are caused by people gathering together and being unable to evacuate. Once one person falls down, the people behind him will be squeezed and trampled. Jiang Qiao does not want to see such a thing happen.

Being an actor is her job, and she would rather be like friends with her fans. They can just say hello when they meet her on the street, and there is no need for them to chase after her to do anything.

"Okay, we'll listen to Xiao Qiao!" a fan said loudly.

Other fans also responded, and the conversation turned into: "We are so obedient, should Xiao Qiao give us some rewards?"

"Yeah, yeah, we're not greedy, so let's just post a dance video!"

"A singing video is also fine, just sing Big Pi Xiu Big Pi Xiu......!"

Jiang Qiao: “……………………” This familiar magical melody…

It's no wonder that fans want rewards. The main reason is that Jiang Qiao has rarely posted on Weibo except for the necessary promotion of his works. He is considered one of those artists who rarely posts on Weibo.

Other actors post all kinds of beautiful photos and talent videos every day, which makes Joe’s fans extremely envious.

They must have what other fans have!

The fans talked one after another and finally reached a consensus that they would post a nine-square grid without any duplicate photos and that Weibo should be open regularly in the future.

Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth and agreed. He started to feel depressed as soon as he got on the plane. Nine photos a day was really a headache. He took out his phone and took a few photos of the clouds outside.

Well, a photo has come out.

Paris is world-renowned for its romance and elegance, and the magazine style continues the tone of this city.

The interview went smoothly. Yang Hua showed his professionalism as a manager, and Jiang Qiao did not hold back and responded appropriately to the questions from the reporter.

Since I'm shooting for this magazine, I naturally need to understand the magazine's style and preferences.

The reporter asked: "Is this Xiao Qiao's first time in Paris? Do you think Paris is different from what you imagined?"

"This is indeed my first time in Paris. I used to see other people's pictures of Paris online," Jiang Qiao said. "Paris is fashionable and romantic in my mind, but when I actually saw it, I felt that Paris is actually relaxed and lazy under the romance, and everyone is free."

"Freedom itself is romantic." Jiang Qiao said with a smile.

The reporter was satisfied with her answer and asked a few more questions, then stood up and held out his hand: “Thank you for your answer, Xiao Qiao. The filming went smoothly.”

Jiang Qiao stood up almost at the same time as the reporter and shook hands politely: "Thank you."

First, we shot the interior scene. When we entered the shooting location, we saw a young man wearing exaggerated and brightly colored clothes adjusting the camera.

"Teacher Xiao Qiao, this is our magazine's full-time photographer, Mr. Tang." The staff member introduced,

Jiang Qiao walked over and was about to say hello politely when the young man turned around slowly. The large gold chain around his neck flashed under the indoor light.

Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”

The young man laughed wantonly and ostentatiously. Seeing that she looked unhappy, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, Miss Jiang, you don't remember me again?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "again", which made him look very worthy of a beating.

In front of many staff members of the magazine, Jiang Qiao smiled stiffly: "Ah...haha, how could that be, Mr. Wang is joking..."

Jiang Qiao never imagined that the official photographer of this famous magazine was actually Wang Tang!

This guy's aesthetic is so abnormal, are those beautiful covers really taken by him? This is incredible!!

The girl couldn't suppress the depression on her face and had to smile at him. Wang Tang's bad taste came quickly and he said sarcastically: "It's not that you don't remember, but you've been thinking about me?"

Jiang Qiao: “……………………”

Jiang Qiao almost couldn't laugh anymore, he gritted his teeth and said, "You think too much."

I don’t know what made the person in front of him laugh. Wang Tang laughed so hard that he fell backwards: “Hahahaha…”

Jiang Qiao: “……………………” Who can take this psychopath away?

Wang Tang's mental state was not good, but fortunately his photography skills were still good. It took him less than half an hour to take a set of photos. Sometimes Jiang Qiao hadn't even posed yet and was still sorting out her clothes when she was told that the photo shoot was over.

???

Is this really finished?

Jiang Qiao looked at the young man behind the camera suspiciously. Suddenly, there was a "click" sound. Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then there was another click.

Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”

"OK, let's call it a day!" Wang Tang made an OK gesture. The other staff members were not surprised. They were obviously used to his high efficiency and did not doubt him at all.

"Miss Jiang, shall we have dinner together?" Wang Tang came over nonchalantly. Before Jiang Qiao could refuse, Wang Tang said in a faint voice, "I will still be the photographer this afternoon~"

Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”

When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

In the restaurant, the music was melodious. Jiang Qiao looked at the rose in the middle of the table, which was still covered with dew and exuded a faint fragrance, and fell into deep thought.

Are all French roses so fragrant? The fragrance is so strong that she wants to sneeze.

The crisp sound of snapping fingers brought Jiang Qiao back to his senses. Wang Tang handed over the menu and said slowly, "Why are you still in a daze after coming out with me? Am I not interesting enough?"

As he spoke, he covered his chest in a pretentious manner, looking like a melancholy young man.

“………………You are interesting. You are so interesting.”

She endured it.

Jiang Qiao's tone was too perfunctory. Wang Tang "tsk" and was a little dissatisfied. He thought of something and moved closer. He said mysteriously, "I heard that a terrorist team appeared in Paris. They specialize in catching good-looking people at night. You have to be careful."

Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”

Jiang Qiao slowly raised his eyes and stared at him, his face wooden: "Then why haven't you been arrested yet?"

Wang Tang's eyes lit up: "You praised me for being pretty?"

Is this the point? Jiang Qiao pinched his brows speechlessly, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

However, Wang Tang wanted to say something, and he happily admired his own "beautiful face" for a while, then sighed: "Who said no one would catch me......"

Jiang Qiao: “?”

Da da da, shoot you to death~