After wearing a book, he became a heartthrob

Han Zhenyang listened to the other reporters' comments, and shook his head with emotion. It is better for young people not to be too vain. It would not be more embarrassing to be exposed.

Now let this young man suffer a little loss and learn a little lesson, so that he will not know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and he may suffer even greater losses in the future.

Han Zhenyang walked forward slowly, completely ignoring that the singers behind him were about to come up, and was still enjoying the fun of walking the red carpet.

"Who said we don't have an invitation letter?" Qiao Mochen looked sideways at the security guard, frowning slightly.

The security guard also noticed the situation of the surrounding reporters, thinking that Qiao Mochen was trying to support himself in order not to lose face in front of the media, and his tone became more severe: "Sir, it is forbidden to enter the venue through this passage without an invitation letter. If you want to go in If so, please go the other way."

Seeing the security guards blocking Qiao Mochen, many fans turned their heads over, wondering what happened.

"This is my invitation letter." Qiao Mochen took out an exquisite card from his pocket. The material of the card was white crystal, and the logo of the music festival - red lotus pattern was painted on it.

The security guard recognized the origin of the card at a glance. The invitations for the music festival are divided into three grades. The lowest grade is the electronic invitation letter issued by the optical brain, the second is the physical invitation letter made of green gold paper, and the highest grade is the white invitation letter. Card invitations made by Crystal.

He had seen the first and second invitation letters in the hands of the guests, but he had seen the third invitation letter from the manager when he had just joined the company, and this was the first time he had seen it in the hands of the guests.

The reason is not that there are so few such invitations, it's just that they all know the guests who can get this kind of invitations, and generally there will be no one who doesn't have a good eye to check.

Unexpectedly, he actually made the first one.

Most of the reporters were well-informed, and many people recognized the level of the invitation letter in Qiao Mochen's hand, and were shocked.

Bai Jing's invitation letter usually only appears in the hands of top singers. The organizer's sending this kind of invitation letter to Qiao Mochen's hands is enough to show how much they value Qiao Mochen. Zhu Xiyan was the only one who received Bai Jing's invitation letter, and she didn't expect Qiao Mochen to be the second one.

The reporter clicked and took pictures. This is another good news material.

The security guard's brain was buzzing, and he stared blankly at the card handed to him, but he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Realizing how he talked to Qiao Mochen just now, the security guard turned pale.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry, I was really sorry just now..." The security guard repeatedly apologized to Qiao Mochen, because he was too nervous to speak incoherently.

Qiao Mochen didn't have any bad feelings towards the security guard. Although the other party spoke a little harshly just now, it was also his responsibility. However, for the person hiding in the dark, Qiao Mochen really wanted to know who the other party was?

As for the non-existence of this person, it is impossible. He has been walking on the red carpet for so long, and a security guard suddenly appeared who thought he was a person rubbing the red carpet and wanted to drive him away. Too strange.

If the security guard felt that something was wrong with him, he should have come to check him early, instead of waiting for him to finish walking the red carpet, and the other party seemed very sure that he did not have an invitation letter when he came over, it was definitely not his own judgment, but It was someone he trusted who said something to him, and he believed what that person said.

Coupled with some other conditions, Qiao Mochen looked back, and there was a man standing not far behind him, who looked in his 30s.

Although the man looked at him with kind eyes, Qiao Mochen still keenly felt that the other party didn't like his appearance very much.

Qiao Mochen believed in his intuition, and silently put a tick on the opponent's head. It seemed that the suspect had been found.

Qiao Mochen turned his head to look at the security guard, still making a final decision, and asked, "Who told you that we don't have an invitation letter?"

The security guard subconsciously looked at Han Zhenyang who was not far away. Although he didn't speak, he immediately understood who was not a human being - Han Zhenyang was doing something this time.

The onlookers winked at each other and asked if anyone knew why Qiao Mochen had a conflict with Han Zhenyang, but no one could tell.

Han Zhenyang realized that his small actions had been exposed, and felt guilty for a while. He secretly scolded the security guard for not doing enough, but for not doing well. He even dragged himself into it.

Han Zhenyang kept cursing in his heart, but he had to face the embarrassment at this time. He regretted how he walked so slowly. If he walked faster, he might get off the red carpet and watch the show instead of standing Acting on the red carpet.

"Little Qiao, I thought you didn't have an invitation letter. I was afraid that you would be stopped in front, so I asked Xiao Fang to remind you. I didn't expect him to misunderstand me." Han Zhenyang looked helpless as if he was doing something bad with good intentions , Without blinking an eye, he put the responsibility on the security guard.

Han Zhenyang said it sounding high-sounding, and he didn't feel ashamed at all, but his eyes touched Qiao Mochen's white crystal invitation letter in his hand, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He didn't receive such an invitation letter from the organizer when he was the hottest year.

Hearing Han Zhenyang's words of putting the blame on him, Xiao Fang blushed angrily and wanted to refute, but when he saw Han Zhenyang's seemingly kind but indifferent smile, he shuddered and realized that Han Zhenyang was not The kind person in my imagination muttered a few times, but still didn't speak.

He couldn't afford to offend Qiao Mochen, but neither could he afford to offend Han Zhenyang.