He had previously encountered an absurd situation.
That was when a young idol singer accidentally scraped his finger during rehearsal.
The agent even came to ask him to use a police car to clear the way and quickly take the artist with the scraped finger to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Traffic police officer Zhou Dexiang flatly refused to comply.
They couldn't even resist making a joke: "Hurry up and take a taxi to the hospital, or the wound will heal on its own."
In his view.
Singer Wang Yueheng is also one of these delicate young male artists.
She just has a good singing voice.
They are completely incomparable to veteran stars like Jackie Chan, who have earned their success through hard work and dedication.
“Master, that’s a bit biased.”
"I've been paying attention to Wang Yueheng lately. He's different from those young idols."
"Not only does she sing well, but she has also done a lot of charity work. Although she doesn't act, she is proficient in both acting and directing."
"He also wrote a new book on the fight against organized crime called 'Raging Storm' for our police force, which is said to be about to be filmed."
Female traffic policewoman Tong Yingran introduced the details as if they were her own.
He attempted to correct his master Zhou Dexiang's prejudice against Wang Yueheng.
""hurricane"?"
"The title of this book is so bad, anyone who didn't know better would think it's deliberately provoking us traffic cops..."
Zhou Dexiang was speechless upon hearing the book title.
However, considering how highly his female apprentice regarded Wang Yueheng, he decided to let it go.
He couldn't say anything more belittling to the other party.
Deep down, I was equally curious.
I'm planning to find an opportunity to hear what song Wang Yueheng will sing at the Glee press conference today.
"Officer, is that the Xidan Building across the street?"
Just as Zhou Dexiang and his apprentice Tong Yingran were maintaining traffic order.
A man carrying a backpack suddenly walked over and asked.
It was actor Zhang Songwen who had just arrived from the hotel by subway.
"Yes, that's right."
Zhou Dexiang nodded at the passerby who was about the same age as him.
Judging from the accent, the other person was from the south.
"Oh, so Gerry's press conference is also being held here, right?"
Just to be on the safe side, Zhang Songwen asked another question.
Zhou Dexiang, dressed in a traffic police uniform, casually hummed in agreement.
"Oh, you're Zhang Songwen, right?"
Just then, a female traffic police officer on duty glanced over and suddenly interrupted to ask a question.
"Yes, it's me."
Zhang Songwen nodded modestly, while also feeling somewhat surprised.
I never expected that I would be recognized by the Kyoto police officers.
I've only filmed a few obscure movies and TV shows, and I usually wouldn't be recognized on the street.
"I've been following your Weibo, I never expected you to be at the press conference today."
"Are they also here for Wang Yueheng?"
The female traffic police officer then asked curiously.
"Uh...yes!"
"I heard he was participating in an event here, so I came all the way from Guangdong Province to see his performance."
Zhang Songwen originally wanted to say that he came to audition for Wang Yueheng.
But then he thought that it would be even more embarrassing if he didn't make it into the group, so he replied with a silly smile.
"Then you'd better hurry up, or you won't be able to get into the mall later."
"There are quite a lot of people queuing over there now, and I guess the shopping mall will soon have to limit the number of people allowed in."
Zhou Dexiang glanced at the artist, who was about the same age as him, and frowned as he spoke.
An artist of such an advanced age.
How could someone be a fan of an idol singer?
Surprised.
Zhou Dexiang was even more determined to hear what song Wang Yueheng would sing today.
Am I really that outdated and unable to keep up with the times?
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