It is said that I am eternal [Quick Transmigration]

◎He is Min Hai◎

Mu Fei pursed his lips, wiped his hands under everyone's gaze, and put the watch in his pocket.

With his head down, he didn't notice that in those few seconds, the four people opposite had exchanged several glances, and then tacitly didn't ask questions.

The cameraman precisely zoomed in on the picture of Mu Fei rubbing his wrists, so that the little blue dolphin tattoo could not hide, and every stripe was clearly recorded.

They didn't seem to realize why Mu Fei didn't go to the bathroom to wash his hands, but insisted on sitting here, wiping with dry paper towels and wet towels with difficulty.He also didn't realize why all the juice in the straight glass was spilled on Mu Fei's hands, but not a single drop was splashed on the tray and his clothes.

In other words, before they noticed, the tattoo on Mu Fei's wrist had already attracted all their attention.

Mu Fei pulled down his sleeves as if nothing had happened and continued to shoot.

The simple episode was quickly revealed, and the night fell, and the morning light of tomorrow will come quietly.

On the last day of the program, it only takes half a day to record an ending summary, and the work can be completely ended with a single interview.

At the moment when it was over, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Obviously it was just a slow-movie recording mainly for leisure, but what they lived these few days left an indelible and heavy emotion in their hearts, which almost made them breathless, and the person who caused this situation was still the same person.

After glancing at Mu Fei who was standing upright, the guests fell silent.

After returning to China, what will be waiting for Mu Fei?If it was still a scheduled variety show, would other people treat this actor as well as they did?But the entertainment industry has never lacked people who follow others, they can't guarantee it.

Everything is unknown.But it was the unknown that made them always obsessed and worried.

Perhaps only Mu Fei is the most relaxed.

When congratulating each other on the completion of the show, he was like a serious officer, using a pair of bright and innocent eyes, secretly checking whether everyone's reaction met his expectations.

The final result is naturally satisfactory.

After eating, the program team went to the airport to board a plane back home.When I returned to China, the atmosphere in the first-class cabin was quite different from that of when I went there. It was no longer the death-like silence, but soft conversation sounded intermittently.Ling Yu even squeezed beside Mu Fei, insisting on tilting his head to watch a movie on the same screen as him.

Mu Fei had no choice but to let him go.

After a movie ended, Ling Yu turned to the topic and asked Mu Fei in a low voice: "Brother Min, do you have any plans after you return to China?"

Mu Fei raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"

Ling Yu pretended to be stupid, and looked at Mu Fei with a silly smile.

He just wanted to find out about Brother Min's announcement, and see if there was anyone he knew there, so that they could take care of each other secretly.

But can this be said?Certainly not.

Mu Fei rubbed his head: "Okay, put away all your little thoughts. One of these accidental programs is enough, and I will only pick my feet at home and play games. Not going anywhere."

"Oh." Ling Yu didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy, so he could only nod in the end and lay down to sleep.

After nearly ten hours of flight, it was already night when the plane arrived at the domestic airport.

There was a lot of noise in the airport, and the tourists who came and went held their mobile phones and kept swiping on them with their heads lowered.An indescribable sense of oppression and anxiety permeated the air above Nuoda's airport.

After getting off the plane with a few people, Wang Wensheng, who knew nothing, walked along the corridor bridge to the VIP passage, preparing to go back to each house and look for each mother. At the same time, he did not forget to remind them to turn on their mobile phones and ask their agents and assistants for arrangements. Where is your car.

It's just that when the first person's mobile phone ringtones and prompts rang in a harsh and continuous manner, the person who turned on the phone a step later, also had the same life-threatening sound in his mobile phone.

Several people stopped and looked at each other with their mobile phones, not understanding what happened.When they returned to China before, they had never seen such a rush.Only Mu Fei didn't even turn on his phone, and strode forward with one hand in his pocket.In the blink of an eye, he left the rest of them behind.

A strange smile appeared on Mu Fei's lips and quickly disappeared, while counting silently in his heart: "One, two, three..."

The final sound of "three" fell, and there was a rush of running and shouting behind him.

"Min Hai!"

"Min Hai! Wait!"

"..."

Male and female voices overlapped, not caring that he was a well-known artist in China. Under the puzzled eyes of passers-by, Wang Wensheng and Liu Qingqing were frightened and panicked, trying to stop Mu Fei's footsteps.

But they were still a step too late.

Mu Fei stepped into the VIP channel.

"police."

The man in plain clothes showed Min Hai his ID: "Now there is a criminal case related to you, please come with us and cooperate with the investigation."

Mu Fei looked suspicious, and his first reaction was that someone was filming a prank show.But their IDs don't seem to be fake, and no one would be so boring as to pretend to be a policeman to deceive him.

"Criminal case?" Because he was too shocked, he couldn't speak steadfastly: "I've been, all, abroad for the past few days. What kind of criminal case?"

"It's just a suspicion now, I would like to ask you to find out some specific information, don't be nervous."

The plainclothes policeman reminded: "I suggest you put on a hat and a mask, and come with us obediently. I think you don't want us to handcuff you."

Looking around, Mu Fei, who realized something, fell silent, took out the mask he had prepared a long time ago, put it on, and walked outside under the grip of two plainclothes.

The five Wang Wensheng followed them step by step, but when they wanted to ask questions, the plainclothes stopped them with stern eyes and told them to step back two meters and not follow closely.

In desperation, He Zui couldn't help shouting: "Min Hai!"

Mu Fei's footsteps stopped, and he continued to walk forward without looking back. In the sparsely populated VIP passage, only the footsteps of the people and the notification tone of the mobile phone remained, and occasionally He Zui cursed inwardly.

Until they walked out of the door of the VIP channel, there was an uproar of voices in an instant.

On the short journey, he saw Liu Qingqing's manager and assistant who were stopped by the security guards, Cheng Jing, passers-by with complicated eyes, and some young men and women who were angry and red-eyed.The latter, if not for the security guards, Mu Fei has no doubt that they can rush up and tear him apart.Of course, there are also indispensable, a large number of journalists.

They seemed to come along the road to welcome them, carrying "long guns and cannons" and making continuous "clicking" sounds, leaving behind dazzling flashes.

Under the light that can almost burn people, the regret in everyone's eyes, the complex pity that Mu Fei couldn't understand, and the unreserved hatred were all clearly visible.Those lines of sight are almost condensed into a solid body, magnified countless times and surround Mu Fei, making every part of his body invisible, as if naked/naked, with no privacy at all.

So he no longer looked up.

There was constant buzzing in his ears, his mind went blank, and he just mechanically followed the pace of the plainclothes.

Behind him, he received his own artist manager and assistants, each of whom was tightly controlling the other, preventing them from moving around and causing any trouble.

Because now, the reporters and fans who heard the news had already surrounded the vast airport so completely that it was almost untenable.The security guards who maintained order were already sweating from the heat, and their veins were bulging to stop the crazy crowd, so that they could not break through the line of defense and cause any accidents.

Liu Qingqing and the others had a brief understanding of what had happened, and knew that now was not the time to get ahead, so they had to watch and watch, and fled under the cover of their manager.

Only Ling Yu.

Looking at Mu Fei's back with his head bowed on the road opened by the security guards, Ling Yu bit his lips and his eyes were red with despair on his face.

How did that happen?

I just went out to shoot a variety show, why did it turn into this scene when I came back?

He is Min Hai, how could his name be associated with the police and criminal cases.

Wherever he goes, he should hold his chest up, accept fans' shouts and concerns, and greet everyone gently. How could it be like this, in a crowded and crowded airport, facing countless abuses? , walked silently with his head down.

He didn't do anything, why should he bow his head like a defeated prisoner who was publicly executed and let people point and point.

"Ayu, let's go!"

Because the shouting in the airport was too loud, Ling Yu's manager could only shout at the top of his voice to make sure Ling Yu could hear him clearly.While talking, he pulled Ling Yu, trying to get out when there were many people.If you don't leave now, when there are fewer people, those reporters should turn around and block them.

Seeing that Ling Yu refused to move, the manager only had to take out his trump card and shouted in Ling Yu's ear: "Or do you want to be blocked by reporters and listen to them speak ill of your idol?"

Ling Yu shook his head, wiped away his tears and left with his manager.

Inside the police car, Mu Fei bowed his head and remained silent.

He neither strongly resisted nor tried to ask the police for information, but just quietly looked at his hands, lowered his eyes and said nothing.It seems to have been expected long ago, and it also seems to be a compromise that is powerless to resist.

The two policemen next to him quietly looked at the well-known actor, taking a panoramic view of all his performances.No matter how intense the inner activities are, in the end, I can only helplessly suppress all the good and bad emotions in my heart, and stop looking at them.

After arriving at the police station, Murphy was questioned according to the procedure.He sat face to face with the police, it was like a small talk.

The policeman picked up a photo, raised it up and asked him, "Do you know him? Yuan Yi."

Mu Fei's eyes widened, and he nodded after careful identification: "I know him, a popular idol. But I have never met him, and I have never even met him face to face."

After answering, he asked nervously, "Did something happen to him?"

The policeman ignored his question and asked again, "Do you know what the competition format of "Dream For Me" is?"

"Ah?" Mu Fei was at a loss: "Isn't "Dream For Me" a talent show before? What does this have to do with the case?"

Cop: "Please answer my question."

Mu Fei shook his head strangely: "I don't know."

Police: "Who are the top three people who made their debut on this show?"

Mu Fei looked at the serious policeman in front of him, confused again: "Who? I don't know."

The policeman's eyes were sharp: "Yuan Yi is the No.1 talent show. As far as we know, you haven't participated in any activities this year, and your manager also said that you don't like to watch those talent shows and entertainment news. Excuse me. Where did you know him? Since you know he is a popular idol, why don't you know where he came from?"

The author says:

感谢在2021-11-2216:31:24~2021-11-2317:29:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 410054941;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!