Anwen knew that her parents didn't want to answer her phone, and said, "OK, I'll hang up."

She this lost tone security power heartache extremely, way: "mother sleeps, elder brother does not sleep, elder brother accompanies you to talk."

"Thank you, brother. I won't go home for the Spring Festival Gala this year. I have to take good care of my parents and grandfather..."

Anwen has not finished, an Quan eyebrows a twist, just want to object, was an grandfather covered his mouth, forced to hang up the phone.

Security right: What happened?

The three elders didn't know how to explain it. They said they had to go back to their rooms to rest when they were ill.

Anquan: I always feel that they are keeping secrets from him.

Forget it. Call Qichen to take care of her sister.

Anwen looks at her cell phone and is hung up again.

My parents must have thought she would feel guilty before hanging up. They didn't approve of her acting. Now they force themselves to let her go to the Spring Festival Gala.

Anwen was deeply moved.

Change, imperial city.

It was very cold in the imperial city at this time. Anwen was wearing a thick down jacket and a pink scarf to block her face in half. She also wore a knitted hat on her head, which seemed to want to completely isolate the air conditioning from her body.

It was a little hot when I got off the plane. It was just right after a while.

But when she got outside, she found that the airport was full of people. Jiang Shiyu was surprised and asked, "is the itinerary leaked?"

Song Jia shook his head and said, "it's not for us."

The battle to pick up the plane was too big. The airport was blocked.

"We should take the VIP channel." Jiang Shiyu road.

The three people, like the rest of the passengers, stopped at the same place. Although they said that fans would be released, if the artist suddenly showed up and the fans were out of control and they were still in the crowd, they would be squeezed into biscuits.

"Whose fans are these? It's so out of order." Jiang Shiyu road.

"It should be the new red star." Song Jia saw it at a glance.

Fans of Chinese artists have a little bit of scale, and they will have airport reception etiquette. At a glance like this, they are new hot stars, and fans have no core big powder organization.

Looking at some fans holding the light board, written "bright light", Anwen suddenly understood.

At this time, the crowd seemed to see something excited.

"Qi Ming! Qiming

"Ah, ah, Qi Ming..."

……

No order fans frantically crowded into it, Anwen three people scared back a few steps.

Only then did Anwen know how good her fans' reception etiquette was.

Qi Ming, his agent and assistant came from Anwen's rear, with more than a dozen bodyguards following.

Qi Ming's success has been achieved with a little sweet drama on campus. The people in the play are too perfect. Coupled with his beauty bonus, many girls are obsessed with him recently.

The Internet calls him a new generation of national husband.

The battle to pick up the plane shows how popular he is now.

In recent years, the number of new people in the entertainment industry has doubled, and the flow has also increased a lot. Although the top stream status of the three acting two-star women has not changed, it has to be denied that their fans have begun to flow to the new flow.

And Qiming is the most popular new flow.

Qi Ming looks at the crowded and excited crowd. He can't move. The fans are still excited. But when he doesn't move, the atmosphere is not right, so he slowly disappears.

Qi Ming looks like a harmless sunny boy, but he is still awe inspiring when his mood swings.

"Let them go first." Qi Ming said with a smile.

After just now, fans are calm down, see Qi Ming said so, have cleverly give way.

An Wen in the heart to Qi Ming point a praise, and then with the rest of the passengers began to go out.

"Anwen!" Suddenly, a man's voice rings!

Anwen raised her eyes to see a fat boy jumping up in the spot.

"Anwen! An Wen... " The rough and excited roar directly passed the fans of Qiming.

People looked at the past in doubt.

An Wen:

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