Other hosts are cute and soft, easily overwhelmed—why does mine break all the rules, confronting heaven, earth, and the system!?
Rong Shang: Breaking rules is my little brother! Little broth...
Because it's really hard to say it.
What is he going to say?
He said, "Could you help me arrange a meeting with Xinlan? I'd like to meet her."
Now she has transformed into a big star, with so much work to do every day.
So many people want to see her, how could he possibly see her whenever he wants?
Song Ziyu joked: "You, you're far too confident."
Shaking her head, Song Ziyu lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "Sorry to bother you."
Rong Shang didn't say anything; she turned around and continued mopping the floor.
Song Ziyu could tell that she didn't want to talk to him at all.
He nodded and left.
Who knew it would be such a coincidence?
As soon as he got outside, he ran into Chen Xinlan's fans.
A group of people were chasing after her, holding up support signs and chanting, "Xinlan."
"So thin."
"Oh my god, I love those legs so much."
Xinlan, we love you!!
Song Ziyu suddenly saw hope.
He smiled.
He lifted his foot and ran towards the crowd in front.
Rong Shang heard the noise and came out to take a look.
Seeing Song Ziyu desperately squeezing into the crowd.
Some girls are very fierce; they hit and yell at him.
He apologized again and again, but his gaze remained fixed ahead, searching for Chen Xinlan's figure.
Rong Shang really couldn't understand it.
He had previously taken Ji Nuan's money to sow discord.
It hurt Chen Xinlan.
How can you still have the nerve to ask for forgiveness now?
It's not like we're just doing this because others have become successful.
If that's really the case... she shook her head. It's disgusting.
Today, Chen Xinlan and her partner are performing separately.
She came alone to a television station near the city center to be interviewed by reporters.
Before getting off the bus, she disguised herself and covered herself up completely.
They thought that this way they wouldn't be recognized.
Who knew that as soon as they stepped into a public place, a group of fans suddenly surged out.
He only had two assistants with him.
So many fans followed behind him.
Chen Xinlan is about to be squeezed flat by the crowd.
Some young girls held their phones close to her face and took pictures.
Chen Xinlan was angry, but she didn't dare to show it to his face.
No matter how angry you are, you can only hold it in and put on a smile.
Fortunately, they eventually got into the TV station.
A breath of fresh air rushed towards her, and Chen Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly taking off her mask.
"It's so hot!"
With so many people surrounding her, she could barely breathe.
Her assistant fanned her to keep her cool.
She checked the time and said, "Sister Xinlan, it's getting late, we should go upstairs."
Chen Xinlan nodded.
As she walked forward, she suddenly heard someone calling her name from behind.
The security guards at the entrance kept blocking him, but Song Ziyu mustered all his strength and tried to rush in.
I wanted to ask her if she could spare a few minutes to listen to him say a few words?
During the standoff with the security guard, Song Ziyu seemed to see the girl in front of him turn around and give him a long, lingering look.
He was looking forward to it.
But no.
Hopes were dashed once again.
The security guard was speechless. "If you keep doing this, I'll call the police and have them arrested."
Song Ziyu looked up and saw that Chen Xinlan was no longer there in front of the door.
I don't know when she left.
She probably didn't even hear him call her.
Song Ziyu was very disappointed.
He kept his head down and didn't say a word.
He was shoved by a security guard and fell to the ground.
My palms are raw and painful.
Just then, a few tapping sounds came from ahead.
Immediately afterwards, screams from fans came from behind.
Song Ziyu raised her head in a daze.
The woman in front stopped.
She was also holding a handkerchief in her hand.
That handkerchief seemed to be meant for him.
Song Ziyu was pleasantly surprised and instinctively reached out his hand.
She suddenly turned around.
"..."
"let's go."
The cold voice came through, and Song Ziyu froze on the spot.