I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

There are many fans who pick up the airport.

Song Zixing knew from the moment he got in his car that his appearance would surely stimulate some people's hearts, so he simply borrowed a mask from Tan Feiyue and put it on as soon as he got off the plane.

The pick-up port is crowded with people.

Song Zixing deliberately blocked Tan Feiyue and walked in front of him.Tan Feiyue's bodyguards had been waiting for a long time. As soon as they appeared in the sight of everyone, a row of people went up to them, followed by deafening screams and crowds.

The long-lost excitement made Song Zixing feel a little nostalgic, he lowered his head slightly, and let the cheers in his ears keep rising and falling.

Xiao Chen had never seen this kind of battle before, he protected Song Zixing behind him, and shouted in panic: "Why is this! I know we are popular, but we are not so popular!"

Song Zixing didn't even have time to speak, the dense crowd of heads had already surrounded him, and there was almost indistinguishable noise in his ears, he could only vaguely hear it, as if it was his name being called.

He had been walking with his head down all the time, but Song Zixing raised his eyes and looked over when he heard the words, but another burst of exclamations arose, this time neatly, and he shouted "Brother, I love you".

Xiao Chen knew something was wrong as soon as he heard it, how could he misidentify the person?Although the clothes the two wear are similar, it is obvious that the aura behind them is stronger!Look at the ruthless face, look at the impatient steps, look at the cold lips, that is your iron-blooded brother!

But everyone didn't give him a chance to explain, they surrounded Song Zixing directly, and he could only walk forward involuntarily along the flow of people.

Song Zixing was almost out of breath. He turned his head with difficulty to find Tan Feiyue's figure, but when he turned his head, there were no signs of Tan Feiyue, but fans holding signs holding gifts.

He was a little dumbfounded.

The fans all had presents in their hands and desperately wanted to give them to Song Zixing. Song Zixing knew that if he didn't accept it, he couldn't get through here, so he simply accepted it for someone else.He glanced at Xiao Chen next to him, and reminded him: "Keep it."

Xiao Chen quickly responded, reaching out to the fans: "Give it to me, give it to me!"

I don't know if it's a real fan or a fake fan, and even the assistant didn't recognize the difference.

Tan Feiyue, who was behind, knew that the fans had misunderstood the wrong person when she saw the traffic jam in front. The two of them were dressed alike, had similar heights and shapes, and it was inevitable that they would be confused when there were too many people.

Xu Wenjie was a little worried: "What's going on? He already accepted the gift?"

"Let him keep it." Tan Feiyue whispered.

"If the fans know..." The more Xu Wenjie thought about it, the more he felt that it would be wrong, "I'll call him."

Tan Feiyue grabbed him: "Are you okay?"

Xu Wenjie: "..."

While waiting for the luggage, while the assistant was not around, more than a dozen fans surrounded Song Zixing, asking for his autograph.Song Zixing thought that although he had seen his handwriting, he was still close to imitating it, so he simply took a girl's notebook in front of him, walked directly across the crowd, and walked towards Tan Feiyue who was a few meters away from him.

At this time, Tan Feiyue was still standing with his head bowed, not coming out to help him out, which was enough to show how troublesome he was. Song Zixing didn't do what he wanted, and directly reached out to take off his hat.

He pulled off his mask and smiled at the shocked fans: "Sisters, you have mistaken people."

After all, he handed the notebook in his hand to Tan Feiyue: "Which sister does this belong to?"

Tan Feiyue didn't react too much when he took off his hat due to the presence of so many people. Instead, he took the notebook from Song Zixing's hand and asked, "Where's the pen?"

Many girls surrounded the two from here, and surrounded the two of them. Several bodyguards saw that they wanted to sign, so they backed down a few steps.

Song Zixing looked at Tan Feiyue who was in business with his head bowed, and wanted to find a chance to get out of the crowd. He was still holding the letter doll sent by fans in one hand, which was a bit inconvenient.

He was just about to come out when someone squeezed him from the side. Song Zixing lost his footing and was about to fall on the girl next to him. Suddenly, a hand stretched out, wrapped his arms around his waist, and brought him away Talk about a place closer to Feiyue.

Tan Feiyue withdrew his hand. He was still holding a signature pen in his hand, and he didn't know if he scratched it on someone else.

"Don't squeeze." Tan Feiyue glanced at Song Zixing, closed the notebook in his hand, and asked, "Whose?"

A girl took it over and thanked her repeatedly.

Tan Feiyue returned the pen, took the hat from Song Zixing, put it on again, and whispered to him, "Let's go."

Song Zixing felt a little heart-warming because of his actions.

After getting the luggage and getting out of the airport, Song Zixing glanced at Tan Feiyue who was walking straight ahead without mercy, then turned his head and waved to the fans: "Goodbye."

Everyone waved goodbye to him one after another, until Song Zixing got into Tan Feiyue's car, before the door was closed, a female fan suddenly shouted: "Zhang Tianyu! Be nice to our brother!"

It was as if she was entrusting her to marry her daughter, Song Zixing leaned on the car window and smiled back at her: "Okay."

Just after he finished speaking, a hand directly pulled his collar back, and the car door was slammed shut.

When Song Zixing was dragged by him, he thought to himself, the child has a strong desire to win.

He was pulled into his arms, and kept laughing: "Did your fans misunderstand you? Why did I treat you so well? Can I still bully you?"

With a cold face, Tan Feiyue pulled people away from her, and said in a bad tone, "You'd better not bully me."

These words are in sharp contrast with Tan Feiyue himself, and Song Zixing sounds too cute.All the bad thoughts in his heart were aroused, and he deliberately approached him, and asked in a low voice, "Why did I bully you? It's too late for me to like you."

The young man's voice was close to his ears, and he spoke ambiguous words, which made him feel a little itchy and a little impatient. Tan Feiyue turned around, pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his face, and never looked at him again.

Knowing that this was embarrassing, Song Zixing smiled at his profile for a while, then stopped.

In the front seat, Xu Wenjie stared straight ahead.

Xiao Chen sat quietly in the co-pilot, but his expression was very exciting.

He thought, it's over.

These two must have done something he didn't know when he didn't know it.