The little Loli followed Lang Kun and laughed all the way back, dancing and retelling the wonderful scene to Yao Weiran.
Yao Weiran looked at Lang Kun sitting next to him with incredible eyes, and asked: "Are you looking for Li Liang?"
"That's right!" Lang Kun raised his chin like a general who had won a battle and said, "That old boy is no match for me! He was defeated in just a few words!"
Hearing the little Lolita repeat what Lang Kun said to Li Liang, Yao Weiran couldn't help laughing and said: "Thank you for thinking about it! You are not afraid of him taking revenge on you."
Lang Kun thought Yao Weiran was talking about going to Li Liang, waved his hand and said: "He deserves it. People in business class can go to economy class at will, but people in economy class can't go to business class. If he has the money to upgrade, , I’m not afraid of a fight on the plane.”
"Okay, okay." Although Yao Weiran was happy that Li Liang was defeated, he was really worried that Lang Kun would do something to suffer a loss, so he comforted her and said, "You've almost pissed him off, so take a good rest."
Lang Kun shook Yao Weiran's arm excitedly and said, "This is my first time flying with you! How can you be willing to rest with a beautiful woman next to you?"
She said, leaning her head on Yao Weiran's shoulder and acting coquettishly.
"Okay." Yao Weiran smiled and pushed Lang Kun's head.
At this time, the flight attendant came over and bent down and said, "Sorry to bother you, are you Yao Weiran?"
"She's not!" Lang Kun stood in front of Yao Weiran vigilantly.
"Don't make trouble." Yao Weiran gently pulled Lang Kun away, smiled at the flight attendant and said, "It's me."
The stewardess took out a pen and a small book from her pocket, and said while suppressing her excitement: "Can you sign my name?"
"Okay." Yao Weiran took the pen and paper and signed his name, which was an artistic signature specially designed in his previous life.
The stewardess protected the signature on her chest with special care, bowed and said, "Thank you, then I won't bother you!"
After the flight attendant left, Lang Kun curled his lips and said, "I don't even have your signature yet."
"I'm here with you, and you actually want to ask for an autograph? You're really useless." Yao Weiran said jokingly.
The time on the plane passed quickly because the two were chatting and laughing. Yao Weiran couldn't help but blush when he read the fans' letters. The feeling of being liked was really touching.
Li Liang was having a hard time. Not only was the economy class crowded, but he also had to bear the strange looks from the people next to him. His lungs were really about to explode.
When we got off the plane, another stewardess came over with her cell phone and said, "Can I take a photo?"
"Okay?" Yao Weiran agreed generously.
Lang Kun shrugged his shoulders and looked a little lonely and planned to give up his seat to the side, but unexpectedly Yao Weiran pulled her over and said to the stewardess: "Do you mind if we take a photo together?"
The stewardess nodded happily and raised her phone to take a selfie. After taking the photo, she bowed and said, "Thank you!"
"Thank you, thank you!" Yao Weiran also bowed and pulled Lang Kun away quickly, so as not to delay getting off the plane.
The two of them walked through the VIP business channel and walked out chatting and laughing. When they found that no one was there to pick them up at the exit, Yao Weiran was a little disappointed.
But Lang Kun was looking for him longingly, patted Yao Weiran and said, "Look over there! Fans!"
Yao Weiran looked in the direction of Lang Kun's finger and saw that the fans were waiting at the common exit.
Li Liang was standing there impatiently waiting for Yao Weiran, glancing at his watch from time to time.
At this time, a fan recognized Li Liang, pointed at him and shouted: "Li Liang! It's Li Liang! Yao Weiran's agent!"
"Li Liang? Is it Li Liang?"
One sentence made the fans who were waiting quietly start to commotion. As long as they like Yao Weiran, there is no one who doesn't hate Li Liang.
Then some daring fans started shouting at Li Liang: "Li Liang! Why do you treat Yao Weiran like that!"
"that is!"
"You don't deserve to be her agent!"
…
As the number of voices increased, fans became more and more excited, flocking to Li Liang to ask for an explanation.
Li Liang was alone and weak, so he could only retreat continuously, raised his hands and said: "Everyone, calm down, calm down!"
Seeing that something was not right about the situation, Yao Weiran ran over and squeezed into the crowd, almost being pushed out.
"Don't... let me in..." Yao Weiran managed to squeeze in beside Li Liang, panting heavily and his hair was messed up, and said loudly, "Okay! Everyone, be quiet! It's me! Yao Weiran!"
Seeing Yao Weiran's appearance, the fans were stunned for a moment, and then they burst into cheers of joy, waving the posters and peripheral banners in their hands, and some of them shouted loudly that they wanted to fire Li Liang.
The final scene somehow evolved into Yao Weiran protecting Li Liang through the crowd.
If Yao Weiran hadn't stopped him, Li Liang would have been beaten long ago.
After finally getting out of the airport lobby, Lang Kun was already waiting beside a car, waving and saying: "This way!"
Yao Weiran pulled Li Liang over, put Li Liang into the car first, and then turned around and said to the fans: "Thank you very much for coming to pick me up! We still have to maintain public order! Please pay attention to safety on the way back, okay?"
After Yao Weiran got in the car, Lang Kun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said to the driver: "Master, let's go!"
Li Liang, who was hiding behind, didn't say a word. He was really scared. Just now he really thought he couldn't get out of the airport and was going to be beaten severely.
The scene at the airport was filmed and posted online. People have never seen a celebrity escorting his manager. People who didn't know it thought Li Liang was a celebrity.
More people didn't understand why Yao Weiran didn't replace Li Liang, a troublesome guy, and fans began to express their feelings and asked Yao Weiran why.
Yao Weiran smiled helplessly after seeing these messages. She wanted to replace Li Liang more than anyone else!
When he arrived at the hotel, Li Liang carried his luggage and went through the formalities silently, while Lang Kun opened a presidential suite for himself.
When entering the elevator, Li Liang gave Yao Weiran the room card and said, "Go to bed early and go to the scene tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." Yao Weiran took the room card and looked at Li Liang's devastated look. He always wanted to laugh, but he could only hold back.
After Li Liang went out, Lang Kun said to Yao Weiran: "If you don't want to stay in the room he opened, come with me to stay in a suite."
"Then the room won't be wasted?" Yao Weiran asked.
Lang Kun waved his hand and said: "It's waste, it's your company's money anyway, don't feel bad."
"Okay then!" Yao Weiran agreed with a smile, and she was happy to stay in the presidential suite for a night.
When he was lying in bed to rest at night, Lang Kun checked his phone and saw the selfie he took with the stewardess during the day. Then he saw the fans' complaints about Li Liang and Yao Weiran's insistence on not changing agents. He sat up in anger and said, "What do you mean? You insist on not changing your agent! Wouldn’t you have changed it sooner if you could? Wait until I scold him to death with eighteen trumpets!”
Yao Weiran sighed and said: "What can I do..."
Looking at the public opinion on the Internet, Yao Weiran suddenly thought that this was an excellent opportunity. At this time, fans began to question why Yao Weiran did not change agents. When emotions were high, exposing the 91% contract not only served to add fuel to the fire. The effect of oil is that the bigger things get, the better!
At noon the next day, Yao Weiran and Lang Kun woke up in a daze, and no one wanted to move.
Lang Kun called for lunch, and then continued to sleep in bed, feeling a completely relaxed and comfortable feeling all over his body.
In the afternoon, Li Liang called Yao Weiran and said angrily: "I've been knocking for a long time and the door still doesn't open?"
"I'm here with Xiaolang." Yao Weiran said while putting on his shoes, "Are you ready to go? I'll go down right away."
"Hurry up!" Li Liang hung up the phone without mercy.
Lang Kun on the side said angrily: "Why is he so annoying!"
"Don't conflict with him later." Yao Weiran changed his shoes and said, "He is a vengeful and petty person, and there is no lower limit for what he can do."
Lang Kun followed behind obediently and said, "I know, I know."
After going downstairs, Li Liang rented a car and drove them there. I don't know if he was stimulated by the airport yesterday, but he didn't say a word on the way.
Arriving at the backstage lounge of the award ceremony, Li Liang left without saying a word, leaving Yao Weiran and Lang Kun alone in the lounge. They came earlier and the surroundings were empty.
Just as Lang Kun was about to curse, Yao Weiran grabbed her and said, "It's great that he's gone, so he doesn't have to be an eyesore around him. Where is the makeup artist you contacted?"
"We're almost there." Lang Kun took out his phone and said, "Wait here for a while, I'll pick her up."
Yao Weiran nodded. There was no one in the lounge now, so she went out to find the bathroom. It was unfamiliar to her for the first time, so she turned around and came to an empty corridor. There was a man standing there at the end, so she wanted to go there. Ask for directions.
At this time, Lang Kun's voice sounded and said, "Ayao? Why are you here? The makeup artist is here, let's go."
It was Lang Kun who came back with the makeup artist.
Yao Weiran turned back to Lang Kun and said, "I got lost looking for the bathroom, let's go."
Yao Weiran, who returned to the lounge, thought to himself that the back of the man standing there just now seemed familiar and he was tall. He should be an artist. After all, so many artists were invited to tonight's award ceremony.
The makeup artist began to organize things to put on Yao Weiran's makeup, and other artists began to come into the lounge one after another.
Yao Weiran's current status is not enough to have a separate lounge.
In the makeup center, Lang Kun introduced himself as Yao Weiran's assistant and successfully blended into the chat of other artist assistants.
Yao Weiran saw Lang Kun chatting happily through the makeup mirror, and she couldn't help but curl her lips. Then she saw Lang Kun's eyes widened in surprise. She quickly took out her phone and looked through it, as if she heard something extraordinary. information.
The wonderful changes in expressions made Yao Weiran curious about what she heard.
The next second, Lang Kun's eyes widened even more as he looked at the phone, and he didn't even hear her gasp.
Before Yao Weiran could ask, Lang Kun hurried over, stretched out his phone in front of Yao Weiran and said, "Yan Rui is here too! He is the mysterious guest! It was just announced online!"
"Yan Rui?" Yao Weiran looked up at Lang Kun, and the familiar figure at the end of the corridor suddenly had its owner in his mind...
Is it Yan Rui?
Yao Weiran didn't know that the person at the end of the corridor with his back to her was indeed Yan Rui.
Yan Rui was also invited to attend the awards ceremony and there was an opening performance, so he came to the rehearsal in advance, but his role as a mysterious guest was not announced in advance.
At that time, he was standing by the window to take a breather and rest. He heard footsteps behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the voices of Lang Kun and Yao Weiran. He felt that his whole back was stiff at that time, and he really wanted to look back. Looking at Yao Weiran, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss her so much.
But he didn't dare, fearing that Yao Weiran would walk away when he saw him, or that Yao Weiran would say something hurtful again.
When there was no sound behind him, Yan Rui slowly turned his head and saw the empty corridor behind him. He was relieved but also a little disappointed...
I really want to see Yao Weiran with my own eyes.
