The next day.
Luo Ling, who had no idea that her own mother's fan was about to have a new wall, was sitting in the nanny's car, her hands resting on her knees obediently. She seemed to be in normal condition, except for her index finger, which seemed to be ticking off a timer. He lifted and fell regularly, exposing his nervousness.
Group together!
Finally teamed up!
Luo Ling secretly touched his cheek with his tongue to prevent himself from showing too much excitement.
"Ling Ling, are you tired? It's still a while before we get to the set. Do you want to take a nap first?"
In order to prevent anti-fans from taking advantage of her, Xie Zhen personally arranged Luo Ling's life assistants, and taking into account the fans' mood, all four assistants were male. The one who spoke at this time was one of the strong men whose body shape and tone of voice contrasted greatly.
Luo Ling blinked. He was embarrassed to say that the real reason why he didn't get a good rest was because he watched Qin Jue's final face-unveiling scene many times last night, and he showed a shy smile skillfully:
"Okay, brother Liang, please take my blindfold."
Chen Liang said "Hey", carefully rummaged through his brand-name bag, and then took out a silk eye mask with a cute cartoon pattern printed on it. The Q-version villain on it was a new character from Destiny Paradise. Luo Ling recently had a joint endorsement with this IP.
Facing the brand new eye mask handed over by Chen Liang, Luo Ling took it for granted and didn't say anything. He just took it with a smile, put it on, and then reached out to smooth the hair on the back of his head to prevent it from being messy and fried. After everything was done, he tilted his head slightly and leaned against the headrest of the seat, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
The faint sound of the camera shutter sounded. Another strong man sitting in the passenger seat raised the fill light with one hand and his mobile phone with the other, changing several angles to take pictures of Luo Ling's "sleeping face".
Bright lights shine directly on Luo Ling's face, and the eye mask that focuses more on aesthetics and co-branded design than functionality is useless. A layer of dazzling red rose up on his eyelids. Luo Ling's expression remained unchanged, he did not dodge or frown, and the faint smile on his lips remained natural.
Click, click, click——
The co-pilot's video assistant quickly finished taking the photo and handed the phone to the man with pigtails in the back seat.
This short and thin assistant works part-time as Luo Ling's social media operator. After getting the mobile phone, he selected a few pictures, skillfully opened the photo editing software, enlarged the pictures, clicked out the subtle acne marks, and edited out some spots caused by lack of sleep. Obvious lip arc, followed by overall skin polishing, color adjustment, and soft light filter.
Not long after, three fresh pieces of information appeared in Luo Ling’s latest V blog, with the text:
[Sorry, gentle and bright morning light, please forgive me for being lazy. [Sun][Tongue out][Cute]]
A V-blog is like a dam opening, and fans are pouring in like a flood. The official fan club is the first to forward it, and personal communities and topic entries are not missing at all.
@罗伦support club official blog V: #罗伦德stiniBubbyBear’s first global co-branding# △Luo Ling community, warm sunshine, furry Bubby Bear, spend a healing morning with @罗LingV Let’s~ #打call#打call
Personal support stations follow.
@罗宁Rolfe aurora station: #罗灵说 Feeling sorry for Liao Jingchen# △Luo Ling community, hush, let me see whose little brother @Luo LingV secretly fell asleep on the way to the set? #peepiao#peepiao#kiss#kiss
@IceCream Yongai Luo Ling Station: #罗宁_profile#△Luo Ling community, let’s see what Xiaobing discovered? A super handsome and super cute campus boy is taking a nap! Oops, what else can be done? I have no choice but to forgive you=w=#罗灵_国产草#
@罗宁龙州综合站联盟: #罗伦廖京盈狠我就是了#△Luo Ling community, you will always be our little boy, be good, go to sleep, I wish you will always have sweet dreams, I wish you are happy in your dreams Open your wings and fly freely #hug
Fans grabbed the front row.
@ lifelong wish is to hope that Luo Ling will be carefree: gentle morning light, gentle you, the whole world will be illuminated in an instant
@ sweet ice cream will always love Luo Ling: It’s so hard. Brother Ling Ling who has the courage to challenge 211 "Heart Shadow Link" is the best! ! ! Be sure to pay attention to your body and get plenty of rest! ! !
@Lingbao in my bed: Even though we just met last night, I still miss you so much. You are so handsome, baby. Everything must go well~! #bouquet
I will not close my eyes until I can kiss Luo Ling in this life: [Brand-new unopened eye mask in hand.jpg][Tilting selfie with eye mask on.jpg] Husband, husband, husband, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong Now that we have the same limited-edition co-branded eye mask, we have slept together now! # shed tears # shed tears # shed tears
…
The country is reveling, and the revelry has nothing to do with the king.
Luo Ling closed his eyes quietly. He used to be at a loss during such a busy time and was too anxious to sleep peacefully. But now his state of mind has changed. He is not unable to sleep, but just doesn't want to sleep.
Will one day be able to perform such a breathtaking eye scene...?
Close-up, turning head, hands removing mask, close-up of eyes.
Qin Jue's wonderful scene was like a gif that automatically started an infinite loop when clicked, and was replayed repeatedly in front of Luo Ling's eyes.
He was both envious and looking forward to the thought of meeting the actor who created that miracle of performance in two or three hours.
The car suddenly trembled. The fourth assistant and driver, who had been driving silently, still had his mouth tightly closed, but his breathing through his nose became noticeably heavier.
"Get rid of it quickly." Chen Liang lowered his voice very softly so as not to disturb Luo Ling who was resting.
The driver nodded his chin heavily. Although he was a little irritable, his hands on the steering wheel were very steady, showing a veteran experience.
Luo Ling was still sitting comfortably in the back seat, chasing the car illegitimately. He would encounter similar things five or six times in every ten personal trips. He was used to it and was not surprised. His mood was not sad or happy, only numb.
He stretched out his hand to the side, and his voice was very soft, like whispering in a dream: "Brother Liang, chewing gum."
"well."
Chen Liang reacted quickly, took out a box of chewing gum with the outer packaging removed and put it in Luo Ling's hand.
"Blanket." Luo Ling continued.
Chen Liang immediately took out a thin air-conditioned blanket and put it on Luo Ling's upper body without complaint.
There were four nannies sitting in the nanny car.
The car was shaking a little because the driver was turning the steering wheel wildly. Luo Ling huddled in the blanket. He only got car sick at this time. He was dizzy and nauseous while feeling cold all over. Maybe it was the malicious car accident that caused him. I guess these two curses have been cast upon me. In short, among the many methods I have tried, chewing gum is the only one that barely works.
A privately modified nanny car explodes with performance and speed that is completely opposite to its low-key appearance, and it gallops on the road.
Luo Ling wrapped the thin blanket tightly in silence. Of course, he could also get the candy and air-conditioning blanket by himself. It was absolutely fine. After all, he was an adult with a fully developed mind and hands and feet. He was not a giant swaddled in clothes to stretch out his hands and open his mouth. He is a baby, but he has to be squeamish, otherwise the four assistants around him will be accused of "inadequate care" and "lazy fishing", and will be scolded, have their salaries deducted, or be fired.
As a pampered client, Luo Ling must find something for them to do and cooperate with them in completing their daily tasks. Manager Xie Zhen often says, "A leader is a good leader who allows his subordinates to be useful." Luo Ling became sensible and delicate.
The fast-moving nanny car gradually returned to stability, and Luo Ling's cold hands and feet began to warm up.
A long time ago, he would secretly rejoice at this moment, "Yes, I've survived it again." But now it doesn't matter anymore, as if nothing happened.
The group of people arrived at the departure station of the intercity express. Luo Ling ran an announcement in a city very close to the capital yesterday and did not need to fly on the trapeze this morning.
After parking the car, Chen Liang put away the air-conditioning blanket, chewing gum box and eye mask. The pigtailed assistant handed Luo Ling the contact lens box and helped him style his hair. Luo Ling put on his fisherman hat and mask and picked up the privacy screen. Film mobile phone.
He wants to wear headphones to listen to music or simply isolate himself from noise, but everyone knows that "Luo Ling" is a heart-warming idol who listens to fans anytime and anywhere. "Luo Ling" will not wear headphones in public, so he continues as usual The ground held back.
After getting out of the car, two burly assistants and bodyguards protected Luo Ling on the left and right. Before he left the parking lot, he looked into the eyes of the familiar spear and cannon.
Ah, I'm a fan.
Although I don’t know (or can only pretend not to know) how they obtained their personal identity information and checked their itinerary at any time, and how they showed up in time regardless of intercity express, high-speed rail or airplane, but compared with the illegitimate pursuit of cars and hotels, Apparently, they are friendly enough, so they can be counted as fans.
"Luo Ling" has always been gentle to fans.
So Luo Ling met the group of familiar and unfamiliar people, most of whom were women, and many of them were men. Luo Ling was very clear about his worth in the "travel agency market". He treated them all equally, and occasionally faced their cameras directly. Occasionally he would nod to them and let them follow him, surround him, and gather into a large group of people to move forward together. When Chen Liang and another burly assistant stretched out their hands to block or push them away from time to time, he would also slightly ignore them. Looked over apologetically.
It’s hard to tell whether it’s kindness or skill.
"You've worked hard, honey, you must get more rest."
"The new drama is super good, and we all appreciate your hard work."
"Brother, come on, brother is so handsome today~"
"Xiaobao, do you still remember who I am?"
Bits and pieces of words came from behind, left and right, and Luo Ling responded gently one by one.
"Okay. I know. Thank you. Remember."
He looked at the familiar mature woman on the right and the mobile phone she held up, "Long time no see, Sister Lianlian."
"Call Mommy!" Lianlian teased him.
Luo Ling smiled, softly, softly, very well-behaved.
Lian Lian has been supporting him since he first joined the company, sending letters and gifts, voting, ranking on charts, buying albums, endorsements, doing data, and chasing offline.
It was indeed a very familiar face.
Luo Ling then said to himself in his heart:
"I am loved. I am very happy to be loved like this."
His eyes curved into beautiful arcs, captured in all directions by numerous crowded cameras from multiple angles.
The road to the station continued to lengthen in this passive sense of happiness, and it took a while before I was able to escape.
Luo Ling was escorted into the VIP waiting room by two strong assistants - he did not show any obvious relief. How could "Luo Ling" hate fans? As we all know, fans only bring happiness troubles - Before entering, he turned around and waved to the group of people. He was very friendly, polite, and approachable, without any airs of celebrity.
Then Luo Ling turned around and walked a short distance away. When there were no longer so many people around the door, he sat down behind the screen.
After another ten minutes, he said: "Brother Liang, I want to go to the bathroom."
Chen Liang and another strong man suddenly raised their chests seriously and said: "Let's go."
Following Luo Ling, they were two dedicated bodyguards, also like two prison guards detaining prisoners. Luo Ling was escorted into the men's restroom. He first passed the outer row of standing toilets and went directly to the separated inner room.
"Wait a minute." Chen Liang said to Luo Ling.
Luo Ling nodded and turned his head to look at the scenery as usual. He usually had fun at this time counting the number of tiles on the bathroom ceiling.
While Luo Ling was counting, Chen Liang and another assistant took out their mobile phones and folding mirrors. They squatted down and went through the gap at the bottom of the toilet grid to scan each cubicle one by one to see if there was anyone hiding in it. Inside, rule out any possibility of Luo Ling being guarded with a voice recorder, camera or weapon.
Soon, they completed the confirmation, and Chen Liang said to Luo Ling:
"Okay, let's go to the bathroom."
The first time he saw this serious scene, Luo Ling was trying his best not to laugh. Later, he almost learned this lesson, so he became like this now. Chen Liang was serious, and so was he. Chen Liang said, "Okay. "Yes." He nodded and quietly walked into one of the cubicles to solve the physical problem.
When I was going to the toilet, there were two bodyguards guarding the door.
I can’t tell which one is more awkward, funny, or ridiculous, or maybe they’re all the same.
But people’s bottom line is very flexible and can be shaped, influenced, and changed. Over time, Luo Ling got used to it and accepted it. He was a public figure after all. Even his ID card had been secretly photographed by countless station ladies. Could it be that defending the sound of himself peeing alone would give him a little more dignity?
Not really.
Xie Zhen would only tell him earnestly, "Don't be so ignorant."
The agent is good for herself. Her worries and guidance are all based on too many historical experiences and lessons, so they are very reasonable and meaningful. Luo Ling knew this.
The flushing sound sounded, and he buckled his belt again, walked out of the booth, washed his hands under the protection of two assistants, left, and returned to his seat. While waiting for the bus, he occasionally greeted fans near and far through the glass.
Physically, a long time has passed.
Finally, finally, Luo Ling got on the bus. The intercity express lived up to its name. He returned to the capital again, and was surrounded by fans as he exited the station. He bent down and got into another shuttle bus, waiting for the group of people to be driven away by the bus. As he fell behind, he remembered that there was something he was looking forward to today.
"Heart Shadow Link" Group A and Group B have formed.
He could see Qin Jue.
An actor about his age, but better, more authentic, more free.
How desirable.
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