Lin Yixia took Wang Mou's hand and stepped on the red carpet. In fact, she was a little nervous, but she covered it up very well and immediately raised a smile on her face.
All around the flash continued into a film, the sound of the shutter. The first fan who saw Lin Yixia screamed, followed by the second, the third, the fourth... In the end, it was full of cheers.
Now, this is the most enthusiastic guest on the red carpet. The guests in front of us can't help looking back.
Lin Yixia takes Wang Mou's hand in one hand, waves to the fans with the other hand, and says thank you all the time. Although he knows that he will be drowned in the cry, no one will hear him, Lin Yixia is still tired and says thank you all the time. Wang Mou on Lin Yixia's left side hears him, and he looks at Lin Yixia with approval.
Modest and polite people will go further!
In front of him, a famous producer saw Wang Mou and walked over with a smile. He said, "director Wang, Congratulations!"
Wang Mou said with a smile: "happy together
Wang Mou and the producer have worked together several times, and they are very familiar with each other, but they haven't seen each other for more than a year, so they still have a lot to talk about. When Wang Mou was chatting with the producer, Lin Yixia, who was standing next to Wang Mou, was slightly embarrassed. Seeing this, Han QianChuan extended his arm to Lin Yixia.
Lin Yixia smiles a little. She is very grateful and moved to Han QianChuan's care. She reaches out her hand and goes into Han QianChuan's arm. At this time, the frequency of the shutter next to her becomes more intensive.
It's strange that the fan area that was still cheering just now was quieter. Lin Yixia didn't know. So when he slowly approached the crowd, he found that many people covered their faces with grief.
Suddenly someone cried out.
"Emperor Jiang Ying has fainted in the toilet!"
Although it is hidden under the sound of the shutter, the girl's sharp voice is still very attractive.
Han QianChuan reaches out his other hand and waves to Lin Yixia's fans. Then he points to Lin Yixia's stomach and shouts, "I'm not Ji dome tonight, I'm just a flower protector!"
"Uncle Han!"
I don't know which little girl took the lead in shouting, and the fans at the bottom called Uncle Han together. Han QianChuan looked like a shriveled face. He asked Lin Yixia, "am I that old?"
Lin Yixia looked at the folds beside Han QianChuan's eyes and couldn't help laughing. Her lips and teeth were very clear and pretty.
The fans at the bottom immediately yelled.
"Ah, goddess, how beautiful you are!"
Han QianChuan patted his chest and said to Lin Yixia, "I'm afraid your fans misunderstand me. They poison me in the middle of the night. I'm Xueba. I want to live two more years!"
Lin Yixia was amused and couldn't help laughing.
While talking and laughing, they waved to the fans at the bottom of both sides. When they got to the signature office, they finished signing and stood to take photos.
The two hosts, a man and a woman, were obviously rehearsed. Instead of letting them go immediately, they deliberately stopped them and asked them to stop and talk.
Lin Yixia and Han QianChuan stopped.
The male host looked at Lin Yixia and felt dizzy. He covered his eyes with exaggeration and said, "as soon as I saw the goddess, I felt as if I had been electrocuted. I couldn't stand steadily." Say, male compere still shook a few body intentionally.
The hostess said with a smile: "do you think the goddess is too beautiful?"
The male host held the microphone in one hand, thumbed up in the other hand, and said, "I'm so poor, because I don't think these four words are enough to describe the beauty of the goddess!"