The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Just when Chen Mingkai had just put on his hat, sunglasses and mask, out of the corner of his eye he saw someone sitting aside, and the dog sat down furtively.

He thought it was some kind of paparazzi who had discovered him, and instantly looked over with alarm bells ringing.

Chen Xiong was carrying a backpack at the moment, with his waist bent and wearing a mask on himself.

When he saw the old man looking towards him, he put a finger to his mouth and made a "shh" gesture.

"How did you get here?"

It was easy for Chen Mingkai to meet a person of the same mind. He felt very friendly and bent down to ask him.

The entrance was already crowded with Fang Qingqing's support team and passers-by, and the paparazzi were swarming.

It must have taken a lot of effort for Chen Xiong to be able to come in before he was recognized.

Chen Xiong's face turned red and he looked helpless.

"Call Fang Qingqing's name, blend in with the crowd and push forward little by little."

"Hey!"

After hearing Chen Xiong's answer, Chen Mingkai also sighed.

After Chen Xiong armed himself, he glanced around the terminal and found the person he was looking for, so he asked out of curiosity:

"Didn't you say that Meng Jingzhou is already here? Where are the others?"

Chen Mingkai saw that the old man was already frightened, and he really didn't want to make things worse for him.

But he asked, and it was hard for him not to answer.

Before he could identify Meng Jingzhou, Chen Xiong discovered "Spider-Man" first.

He laughed three times innocently.

"Today's young people are really good at playing. They fly on a plane and dress up as Spider-Man. They don't know if Spider-Man can fly without flying. If he has the ability, he can fly by himself."

After ridiculing the young man, Chen Xiong relaxed a little from his anxiety and looked at Chen Mingkai, "Where is Meng Jingzhou?"

Chen Mingkai's smile was uglier than his tears. He pointed at the Spider-Man whom Chen Xiong had just laughed at and said:

"Well, that Spider-Man is Meng Jingzhou."

Chen Xiong:! ! !

Chen Xiong retracted the corners of his mouth that were grinning behind his ears.

"You mean, Meng Jingzhou dressed up as Spider-Man? He came to fly and attend a film festival and dressed up as Spider-Man?"

Chen Xiong simply couldn't believe what his ears heard and what his eyes saw.

"Exactly!"

Chen Mingkai nodded solemnly.

Chen Xiong: "..."

Chen Xiong was numb.

After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a perfect solution.

"Then don't let him take off his mask before getting on the plane and before the plane lands. He can just hide it all the way."

In this way, if you don't win the prize, you will have one less joke.

Chen Mingkai had completely given up struggling, slumped on the seat, looked at the ceiling and said desperately:

"It's too late, I already picked it just now."

Chen Xiong:......

Chen Xiong wiped away his old tears and put them in his pocket.

He didn't want to say anything.

The two comrades leaned together, leading to the ceiling, and said in unison: "Now I hope that Fang Qingqing will not see us, never come to us, board the plane separately, and be safe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qingqing, who had finished the interview and greeted everyone gracefully, spotted them with sharp eyes.

"Our director and producer are already over there. Thank you all for coming to see me off today. We will talk about the rest when we come back."

After saying that, Fang Qingqing kissed Yun Sheng on the cheek and hugged him to Yun Yan.

The two looked at each other as if they were saying goodbye.

"wait me back."

"Well, have a safe trip."

The bodyguards and the invited orchestra stopped playing and quietly watched Fang Qingqing enter the waiting room.

Some of the paparazzi also sneaked in for some unknown reason, following Fang Qingqing.

"Director, Producer Chen!"

Fang Qingqing walked swayingly, smiled brightly, and walked directly towards the two of them with vigorous steps.

Chen Xiong didn't dare to move his head. He held his backpack in front of him and silently recited a spell:

"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..."

Chen Mingkai looked around innocently with a look on his face like "Who am I? I'm there, I don't know you."

Fang Qingqing was very confused when she saw the two people wearing the emperor's new clothes and pretending to be invisible, and shouted over and over again.

Even if they laugh to death, they dare not agree even if their throats are broken.

At this moment, Spider-Man in front stood up and greeted her enthusiastically:

"Sister Qing, Sister Qing, I'm here."

Fang Qingqing:? ? ?

Fang Qingqing frowned and looked at him. The voice sounded familiar, but the face was unrecognizable.

The paparazzi were engaged in underground warfare, hiding behind various trash cans, seats and luggage of passers-by to take photos.

They were also startled when they suddenly saw a Spider-Man.

The key point is that Spider-Man still greets Fang Qingqing. Isn't this a long time to see each other?

Seeing that Fang Qingqing could not recognize him, Meng Jingzhou once took off his mask and shook his short hair.

So handsome.

"He picked it, he picked it again!"

Chen Mingkai held his cell phone to reflect on the person behind him. When Meng Jingzhou took off his mask together again, Chen Mingkai closed his eyes in despair.

"Ah, Meng Jingzhou!"

Fang Qingqing's hearty greeting made the people in the waiting room who were already curious about Spider-Man focus on the two of them again.

Meng Jingzhou: "It's me, Sister Qing."

Shuang Chen:......

Just be conspicuous, who can be more conspicuous than you two!

Fang Qingqing and Meng Jingzhou were talking to each other across two rows of seats. Now, passers-by who didn't know what was going on knew that they were going to Cannes to attend the film festival.

Shuangchen almost hid his head under his armpits.

The next second, the two of them were picked up one by one by Fang Qingqing.

"Director, producer, what are you two looking for on the ground? Meng Jingzhou is over there. If you don't sit together, it will take me a long time to search."

Shuang Chen:......

The two of them were grabbed by their collars by Fang Qingqing and had to expose their faces and heads.

This made the paparazzi, who had never been able to take a photo of the director and producer, very happy. He just took the photo with the shutter.

"Sit down, who dares to sit with you!"

Chen Mingkai's suppressed emotions finally broke out. He threw Fang Qingqing's hand away and turned to sit on the other side.

Chen Xiong followed suit and broke free from Fang Qingqing's hand, turned around and sat on the other side.

Fang Qingqing glanced down at her evening dress, then at Meng Jingzhou's Spider-Man suit, and shrugged helplessly:

"Meng Jingzhou has listened to you. Director, are you still dissatisfied with anything?"

Chen Mingkai sneered three times, but he actually listened. It would be fine if he didn't take off his mask.

"how about you?"

He glared at Fang Qingqing's million-dollar evening dress, "Are you going to show off your Cannes red carpet clothes in advance?"

Fang Qingqing said modestly: "How can that be possible? I have three other sets for the red carpet. I just take this one out and wear it casually."

Chen Xiong chuckled.

"Casually? Wear it? Do you usually wear this at home?"

Fang Qingqing tilted her head innocently.

"Is there anything wrong? I like this dress, but there is no suitable occasion to wear it, so I will create a suitable occasion myself."

Shuang Chen looked at each other and felt that he could no longer communicate with Fang Qingqing.

Fang Qingqing's words sounded like there was no problem.

But only those who are in it can know how big a problem this is.

Sure enough, news about their "Kunlun Fu" crew's hilarious appearance at the Cannes Film Festival was trending on the paparazzi's radar.

Because it is an international film festival, their news is not only popular in China.

Even on foreign hot searches, it also occupies its own section.

Black K, who was far away in Southeast Asia, looked at the news briefing sent by his subordinates, took a long puff of cigar, and said with a cold smile: "Let's go to Cannes."

At this point, Fang Qingqing's high-profile goal was finally achieved.