"Walk!"

The boy in sunglasses said expressionlessly.

"Thanks!"

Bian Jinrong glanced at the other person, quickly picked up his luggage, and helped the old professor beside him out of the crowded area.

Meanwhile, airport security personnel who had noticed the commotion quickly dispatched additional personnel to restore order to the scene.

"Professor Wang, are you alright?"

"I'm so sorry to have startled you!"

Immediately, Wang Yueheng came to the three of them and asked the scientist with the same name in front of him with concern.

Just now, he also noticed the old man who was almost squeezed into the crowd and heard the shouts of the two men next to him.

He immediately called his bodyguard, Wu Zhu, to help, to prevent these fanatical passersby from injuring the old scientist.

Because he frequently watches the news broadcast, Wang Yueheng recognized the person at a glance thanks to his photographic memory.

The other party turned out to be a leading scientist in the field of superconductivity who shared the same name as him!

At the same time, he felt a little relieved that he had arrived in time.

Otherwise, if they had been any later, these three people might have been pushed into the crowd, and the top scientist might have been injured.

That would be troublesome.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. You...know me?"

Still shaken, Professor Wang Yueheng looked at the young celebrity singer who had suddenly walked up to him and asked in confusion.

“I often watch the news and have seen you on TV. We have the same name. I never expected to meet you here.”

"If I had known we were on the same flight, I would have given you my first-class seat, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Yueheng smiled and said, supporting the old professor's arm, his words full of respect.

"Hey, I really didn't expect this. My assistant and I just thought these people were here to greet me. Haha, what a big misunderstanding..."

"It seems that one must have self-awareness to be a good person."

The old professor smiled, patted Wang Yueheng's hand with gratitude, and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Professor Wang, you are too modest. We just work in different fields. Your contributions to the country are far greater than mine!"

"There are too many people here, let us take you out first!"

As he spoke, Wang Yueheng simply helped the elderly scientist with the same name and walked together toward the airport exit.

Wu Zhu, the bodyguard beside him, along with airport security personnel, was on guard against overly enthusiastic passersby and fans.

"Wow, who's that old man? How come Wang Yueheng is supporting him so respectfully?"

"Could it be a relative of Wang Yueheng in Kyoto?"

"Impossible. If they were really relatives, they would be from Goddess Mo Xue's family. She is a genuine resident of the capital."

"Hmm, this old man looks familiar... I feel like I've seen him somewhere before..."

"Isn't that the brilliant scientist who just appeared on the news? Also named Wang Yueheng!"

"Holy crap, no way? I just told him to get out of the way..."

"I never imagined that China would have a scientist named Wang Yueheng, and a top-tier one at that!"

"Young singer Wang Yueheng escorting elderly scientist Wang Yueheng, how touching!"...

As Wang Yueheng helped the elderly man walk out, the airport security personnel maintaining order and the enthusiastic fans all cast curious glances at him.

When they learned that the nameless old man who had just blocked their view was actually a top scientist in the Chinese physics community.

The onlookers also felt a complex mix of emotions.

Especially those passersby who had just yelled at the old man to get out of the way.

Wang Yueheng's act of helping the elderly man was like a silent slap in their faces, making them blush with embarrassment.

"Click~ Click~"

At the same time, countless mobile phone cameras were pointed at Wang Yueheng, who was helping the elderly man walk forward, and the sound of taking pictures rose and fell.