We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han looked up the map on his phone, not knowing where to go, so he asked Guan Shutong.

In the end, Guan Shutong said that before he even asked, he wanted to go back to his hometown to develop. After all, the crew was cold, and there was no point for him to stay any longer.

Zhou Han asked him, "Aren't you going with me?"

Guan Shutong shook his head, then introduced the little boy beside him and said, "This is my new boyfriend A Ke, he is from my hometown, and we get along pretty well."

Since Guan Shutong gave him this answer, he didn't want to force him, besides, he had already done a lot for himself.

"Then congratulations, strive to get married as soon as possible."

Guan Shutong scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, "It's too early to get married, we just started talking..."

A Ke became even more shy, keeping her head down and not speaking the whole time.

Zhou Han saw that this pair was a good match, they were both pure and shy, and they would definitely be very happy.

"I just said that... why are you so excited?" Zhou Han patted him on the shoulder and smiled slightly, "Just remember to invite me to a wedding wine when I get married."

"Yeah sure. So where are you going? Are you really leaving... him?"

"Really." Zhou Han said so firmly, "When I ran away with you, I actually felt very uncomfortable. I thought about him every day and regretted it...but now..."

"I really don't feel the slightest bit, maybe my heart has been hurt a lot, it will really be numb..."

"He knelt down for me, he died for me, and I forgave him in my heart, but this is all in the past tense..."

"There is really no one in this world who can't live without someone." After Zhou Han finished speaking, he turned around.

No matter where you go, go to the airport first and then talk about it.

……

After returning to the hotel to tidy up and salute, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figurine Song Zhixi gave him. He picked it up and wanted to take it away, but he froze for a moment when his hand touched it, and gave up.

No more, since Song Zhixi can give up, there is nothing that can't be given up.

After dragging and saluting to the airport, director Huang called again and said, "As soon as Li Xin is caught, do you want to come to the police station to see him?"

"No, you can deal with it later. You can go to Song Zhixi's agent to deal with it. Anyway, you can judge it anyway. I have already left Sucheng."

After that, I hung up the phone.

But even so, I still had no idea where to go.

I was looking at the flight information outside in the airport lobby, when I suddenly heard a little girl beside him cuddled in his boyfriend’s arms (there are heterosexuals in this world) and said, “Great, I can finally go to the NTA manga I’ve always dreamed of. exhibition."

NTA Comics?As an acg fanatic, Zhou Han couldn't help but look it up when he heard this word, and it will be held in Guangcheng tomorrow.

This is the largest and highest-level comic exhibition in the country, and it is generally only held occasionally in first-tier cities such as Beijing and Guangzhou, and the time is uncertain.

Zhou Han has been there before, and every time it is held, he will go with his friends, but it is nothing more than buying hand-made.

But in fact, the biggest feature of this kind of large-scale comic exhibition is the cosplay show and stage play. It will invite professional actors and stars. You can see the cosplay of many top stars on the spot, and you can also take photos for autographs.

Zhou Han remembered that Song Zhixi was also invited before, but he refused. He was not interested in acg at all, and he had no interest in cosplay at all.

He's just a boring man.

After checking the time and address, Zhou Han resolutely booked a normal-class air ticket to Guangzhou on his mobile phone, because he still had no money.

He didn't get the salary, and the hotel membership card that Song Zhixi gave him couldn't be refunded. Now he only has the money he saved from playing tricks.

So I don't know why I want to go to the comic exhibition, and I guess it's enough to buy a ticket.

But the rare ones may not necessarily be the annual NTA Comics Exhibition, which cannot be missed. For Zhou Han, if he missed it, it would be equivalent to missing [-] million.

It’s just that when I was picking up the tickets, I heard a group of men and women screaming outside the hall. Zhou Han could hear them clearly in the hall. What they were shouting was—— “Stars, stars, sinking for you.”

No need to think about which star came to the airport and was spotted by fans, frantically chasing and shouting slogan, every star will have this kind of experience, Zhou Han has seen too much.

The name is quite familiar, but he actually doesn't know many celebrities in the entertainment industry, but he is very impressed with this name.

stars?Xue Xingchen?

This is not an artist of their company, but he is Song Zhixi's college alumni, two years younger than him.

The reason why Zhou Han remembered him was because he looked very much like Song Zhixi, almost like a twin brother. He also became the new school grassroots of Beijing Opera after Song Zhixi graduated.

And after Song Zhixi became famous, he was also famous, and he was given the nickname Little Song Zhixi, so he established his own studio without graduating, and he didn't look like signing a company at all.

But no matter what, it was all in Song Zhixi's favor.

He didn't think about it any more, he took the ticket and went to check in the luggage.

……

After flying for more than three hours, it was already the early morning of the next day when he arrived at the place. He found a random hotel nearby to settle himself, spent a lot of money, and felt very distressed.

But the next day I still got up early to buy tickets for the comic exhibition, left the salute at the airport, and rushed to the biggest stadium in Guangzhou.

It’s quite boring to go to the comic exhibition by myself. After all, I can’t afford anything, so I can only watch it, but it’s not all fruitless. It’s quite eye-catching to see those cosplayers’ pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, long legs.

Coincidentally, while he was strolling around, he met Xue Xingchen again. He was wearing a cosplay suit, and there was a lot of people lined up in front of him. They seemed to be his fans, looking for his autograph.

No wonder I ran into him at the airport. It turned out that he was a commercial performer invited by the NTA comic exhibition. He is also a first-line artist with quite a lot of fans.

Zhou Han held the mentality that since he came here, he had to get something to go back, so he lined up in a long queue for his autograph.

No celebrity has ever signed an autograph for him in this life, mainly because he never asked for it before.

After queuing for more than an hour, he was finally in line. Zhou Han saw Xue Xingchen's appearance with makeup on, cosplaying his male god—Feng Yihuanglu.

Looking closely at his outline, eyebrows and eyes, although he really looks like Song Zhixi, he still lacks his ice-carved delicacy, but I can't tell what is missing, probably because of his cold temperament...?

But the facial features are as three-dimensional as him, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge, very fair skin, and very thin and tall.

Zhou Han was fascinated by watching, until someone shouted from behind, "Don't leave after signing, there are so many people in the back!"

Only then did he come to his senses, took the signed copy that Xue Xingchen handed over with a smile, and planned to leave in despair.

But the moment he turned to leave, Xue Xingchen grabbed a corner of his sleeve, "Zhou Han, I recognize you."

Zhou Han froze for a moment, didn't speak, but saw that he let go of his hand again, and his whole body was scattered and squeezed out by the crowd.

He recognizes me?

Zhou Han silently thought back, when did he meet this person?

This should be the first time seeing him. Could it be that he recognized himself because he knew Song Zhixi?

In other words, he should also know that she is Song Zhixi's wife.

After thinking about it, Zhou Han picked up the signature plate and looked at it, and found that beside Xue Xingchen's signature, there was an extra string of numbers—a string of phone numbers.

What are you doing with your phone number?Let yourself call him?

Zhou Han thought that there would be no loss if he made a phone call anyway, so he would not leave any fraudulent calls to him, mainly because he was curious about how he knew himself.

But he thought he was busy now, so he should wait for a lunch break later, so he went to hang out elsewhere.

While wandering around, I was still thinking about whether or not to call him, but the unfamiliar people here didn't even speak the language, so it seemed that someone who could be contacted would be kinder.

So when it was close to noon, I still dialed that number and went out.

The other party quickly answered, "Hello."

"Hello..." Zhou Han had no choice but to reply to him.

"I'm in the theme restaurant in District A3, do you want to come over and have a meal?"

Damn—just make an appointment for dinner when you come up?

The question is, do you really know him?

Zhou Han wanted to refuse, "I..."

"In private room 2333 on the third floor, don't be nervous, I have no other intentions, you are Song Zhixi's wife, I know."

Zhou Han still didn't say anything to refuse, so he said again, "Why are you still afraid that I will lie to you? Why am I a big star lying to you? You are the son of the Zhou family. Am I still alive?"

It seems that this person really knows a lot about himself, Zhou Han asked again, "What else do you know about me?"

"Are you divorced."

Knowing so much, he is not his own artist, so it should be impossible to know this.

Driven by curiosity, Zhou Han finally agreed, "Okay, just wait for me."