My sister's live broadcast pushed me to the top of the world

"Huh~ I was shocked."

Back in the car, Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking back to what happened just now, my heart skipped a beat.

He thought the waiter was going to expose his identity.

It turned out that the other party just wanted to scare him and wanted a chance to take a photo with him.

Seeing that he was drinking, she kindly offered to be his driver and take him and Sister Jiang Li away.

I just hope I can add him on WeChat afterwards and promise not to disturb his private life in the future.

And he saw that the other person had a soft and cute face, and his words were measured, and he didn't look like the type of person who would become a stalker fan.

And thinking about the possibility that if he called for a designated driver or a taxi he would be recognized by the driver, thus exposing his whereabouts and there would be a large crowd of media outside the hotel the next day, he agreed.

Now I am sitting in the car, waiting for the other party and the boss to ask for leave so that I can drive for them.

"You have met a high-quality fan." Jiang Li said from the back seat.

"I hope so. I hope I'm not wrong." Jingchen shrugged.

At this moment, a series of harsh brake sounds suddenly came into the ears of the two.

Jingchen looked at it in confusion.

I saw a large group of people getting out of the cars and rushing towards the Unforgettable Music Restaurant and Bar.

One of the group of people was carrying shotguns and cannons, shouting, "Brothers, charge! We must not let Jingchen get away this time!"

"Get down quickly."

Jingchen's eyelids jumped, and he quickly lay down from the passenger seat, fearing that someone with sharp eyes would see him and Sister Jiang Li through the glass and rush over with others.

"Boom boom boom!"

After lying there for about a minute, there was a knock on the car window.

Jingchen looked up and saw the receptionist who had changed into casual clothes.

Open the main driver's door and let him in.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Jingchen said hurriedly after the other party sat down.

He couldn't stay in this place. The longer he stayed, the more anxious he became.

The young lady looked at Jingchen's panic, pursed her lips, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Finally, he made an OK gesture:

"Idol, fasten your seatbelt. I'll be driving, so you won't be bothered by those people."

"So confident?" Jiang Li in the back seat asked in surprise.

"Of course, my dad is a champion racing driver, and I was brought up by him, so my racing skills are perfect." The young lady said proudly.

"Racing?"

Jingchen's mouth twitched, and he decisively sat down in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

But then, he looked suspicious again.

The father is a champion racing driver, so the daughter must be a rich second-generation, so how did she end up working as a waitress?

Is he just as proud as he was in his previous life? Is he working to support himself?

However, before he could think more about this issue.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the group of people who had just rushed into the restaurant and bar running out again.

I don’t know what happened, but he pointed at their car and ran over excitedly.

"Hurry, hurry! Go to the Dijing Hotel." Jingchen said hurriedly.

"Then idol, you and your sister should sit still. I'm going to drive at a speed that might make you feel uncomfortable!"

As soon as the young lady finished speaking, she launched herself into action, causing Jingchen to feel the extreme recoil.

When the car is in the other party's hands, it's just like driving a racing car.

In the blink of an eye, it was a hundred meters away.

The people who ran out of the restaurant and bar were stunned when they saw the car speeding away at the speed of lightning.

Clean girl!

I finally saw from the surveillance camera of the restaurant and bar owner that Jingchen and his cousin got into a car.

As a result, I didn’t even get to take a photo of their backs before the car disappeared with the people inside.

This is simply another wasted trip.

How is this possible?

"Brothers, chase them!!!" someone shouted at the top of his lungs.

.....

"Idol, are you attending the music festival tomorrow?"

After driving away from the restaurant, the young lady suddenly asked.

"Music Festival?"

Jingchen was puzzled.

The next second, he remembered that in the vx message his sister sent to him, there was a sentence that seemed to say "Dominate the music festival, starting with a live broadcast."

But he still hasn't watched his sister's entire live broadcast, he just watched some brief clips.

"Yes, it's the music festival. Idol, you may not know that your sister uploaded Lanting Xu and Cultivating Love to the registration channel for this year's music festival?"

"Your vote count has already topped the charts. As long as the organizers don't play tricks or modify the data, and the judges aren't blind, at least half of the major awards at this year's ceremony will be yours."

"The most important thing is that this year's music festival will be held in Siya City. All the big names in the entertainment industry will be there. If you, an idol, also go, it will definitely make the festival even more exciting."

The young lady talked freely and turned to look at Jingchen expectantly.

"Idol, you will go, right?"

however,

What she waited for was Jingchen's ruthless rejection.

"No, I have no interest in ceremonies."

He is here to travel, not to attend a ceremony. If he attends the ceremony, can he still travel happily?

And doesn’t he know what the media is?

They are a group of scabby dogs that can get into any place.

Now his traffic is so huge.

Once he is targeted, his private life will be gone.

So, why bother attending his fucking ceremony?

I would rather die than participate.

Seeing that Jingchen actually expressed that he didn’t want to participate, the young lady sighed with regret.

"By the way, don't use honorifics, and idol, idol, call me like that, I'm a very easy-going person, call me Jingchen or Jingge, Chenge is fine." Jingchen added, "Also, what's your name?"

"Brother Chen, my name is Tan Songyun. You can call me Songyun or Xiao Tan." Tan Songyun said.

Tan Songyun?

Jingchen raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of a star in his previous life.

There is only one character difference between them and they both have soft and cute looks.

The difference is that Miss Tan Songyun is really good at driving.

Crazy high-speed overtaking.

He looked calm on the outside, but his hands were tightly gripping the handlebars.

As for her cousin Jiang Li, although she didn't say a word while sitting in the back of the car, he could see that it was all thanks to her good manners as a beauty that she was not vomiting in the car.

"Xiao Tan, since we've gotten rid of it, why don't we drive..." Jing Chen couldn't help but suggest that Tan Songyun drive slower.

But he was interrupted halfway through his speech.

"Brother Chen, it seems we are being followed." Tan Songyun said.

"Being followed?"

Jingchen quickly looked at the rearview mirror and soon found two SUVs and a car following them closely.

"Can we get rid of it?" Jingchen asked.

"Of course, I am the daughter of a champion racing driver." Tan Songyun said proudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the accelerator roared.

Jingchen's mind was buzzing for the next second.

The world outside the car window disappeared like a passing cloud.

If I were to describe his current state in one sentence, it would be that he is sitting in the car, with his soul chasing after him.

When I came to my senses, I had already arrived at my destination, the Dijing Hotel.

"Brother Chen, we're here."

Tan Songyun patted the steering wheel and looked up proudly.

Jingchen nodded in a daze.

Looking back, the three cars had disappeared.

After getting out of the car, my cousin Jiang Li patted my shoulder heavily.

Jiang Li's face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to vomit: "I swear, I will never ride in a car driven by your little fangirl again in my life."

After saying that, she no longer cared about her manners as a beauty and ran into the hotel, covering her mouth.

He didn't care if a bag worth hundreds of thousands of dollars fell to the ground.

Jingchen: “….”

He also swore that this was the first time he saw Sister Jiang Li lose her image.

Tan Songyun got down from the driver's seat, stood beside Jingchen and praised him.

"Brother Chen, you two are amazing. You are the only two besides my dad who didn't vomit in the car when I was racing."

Jingchen: “….”

But he really wanted to say that if he hadn't been afraid of dying in his new life, which made him develop the habit of practicing Tai Chi day after day to strengthen his body, he would have vomited in the car by now.

At this time, Tan Songyun suddenly asked again:

"Idol, are you really not going to attend the music festival tomorrow?"

Seeing that the other party was not giving up, Jingchen sighed.

"Xiao Tan, in fact, your brother Chen is not outstanding at all. I am just a second-generation rich man. My biggest goal in life is to squander all my family's wealth, but now..."

Jingchen raised his right hand and pointed at the luxurious Dijing Hotel in front of him.

"But now, I still have hundreds of hotels like this, and the number is increasing all over the world. If I don't work hard to spend my money, I will die with regret when I see my unspent fortune when I am old."

"So, don't persuade me anymore. Find another idol to like. I, your brother Chen, really don't have time to attend any music festivals."

Tan Songyun: “….”