As soon as Shen Wenqian's voice fell, a shout suddenly rang out at the school gate.

"Ruan Qi is out! That's Ruan Qi!"

Suddenly, the media reporters outside the school gate almost rioted.

They pushed aside the security guard who was blocking the road, and the hungry wolf pounced on Ruan Qi.

Shen Wenqian at the other end of the phone heard the voice and felt a "click" in his heart.

"Hello? Ruan Xiaoqi? What's the matter with you?!"

Ruan Qi has no time to answer Shen Wenqian's words.

She looked at the countless reporters, and could fully imagine the tragedy of being submerged by this group of people.

For the sake of her life, the little girl immediately threw away the electric donkey, turned and ran to the guard room at the school gate.

The uncle standing at the gate of the guard house opened the door as soon as he saw it.

Ruan Qi rushed in like a gust of wind.

The guard immediately closed the door, locked it, and moved like a cloud and water at one go.

The reporters who followed were a step late and blocked outside the guard room.

They are unwilling to beat the doors and windows madly.

"Ruan Qi, come out and talk about the Golden Melody Award!"

"Several musicians praised your award-winning and shady microblog. Does that mean you really have black box operation?"

"Ruan Qi, why did you come to Dida to give lectures? Do you think you can't stay in the entertainment industry?"

"Ruan Qi..."

"Ruan Qi..."

The reporters were as crazy as crazy. They wanted to unload the windows and climb in.

Ruan Qi looked at their almost irrational appearance and felt a little strange.

Although the black curtain of the Golden Melody Award has been going on all morning, the public opinion situation has been under control.

But why did these reporters suddenly become so crazy?

What happened to her in the last two hours?

Ruan Qi thought for a moment and was ready to take a look at his microblog.

But as soon as she took out her cell phone, Shen Wenqian called again.

She pressed the on button quickly.

"Brother Shen."

"Ruan Xiaoqi, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"No." the little girl looked at the long gun and short gun outside the window. "I'm in the guard room now. The doors and windows have been locked. The reporter can't get in."

When Shen Wenqian heard this, his hanging heart fell back.

"I wish I wasn't hurt. I've gone downstairs. I'll drive to pick you up right away. Remember, don't open the door to the reporter!"

Shen Wenqian seemed to be running, and his voice was panting.

Ruan Qi listened to his anxious and worried breathing, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"Brother Shen, don't worry. I'll hide in the guard room and won't go anywhere. Moreover, even if they break through the door and hurt anyone with my skill."

The little girl wanted to joke, but Shen Wenqian had broken his head and couldn't laugh at all.

He rushed into the underground garage as fast as he could, got into the car and rushed out with a foot on the accelerator.

Ruan Qi heard the huge engine sound in the headset and hurriedly said, "brother Shen, you drive slowly. I'm not in a hurry. You pay attention to safety."

"Ruan Xiaoqi, you're the most dangerous one now. Don't worry about others." Shen Wenqian anxiously looked at the red light at the intersection and put the Bluetooth headset into his ear. "I've called Mo LAN he Maxi, and they're on their way to Emperor. But it's a small peak at noon..."

The traffic in the imperial capital will be blocked several times even in normal time. Now it's the noon rush hour. When they drive to Dida, Ruan Qi estimates that even the body is cold.