After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

Li Xiaoyang is not a fool, of course he can feel Song's refusal and intentional distance. It's just the first time he likes someone, and he doesn't want to end in failure without even fighting for it. Even if he has already noticed it, he still needs to hear it Song himself said that there are already people around him.

Li Xiaoyang looked at Wen Song. During the time when he didn't speak, he always felt that a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a few seconds.

Wen Song nodded slightly: "Yes, we have been together for a while, and we have a very good relationship."

At the moment when he heard the answer, Li Xiaoyang couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He seemed like a prisoner who finally heard the trial in the court, or like a fish that was stranded on the beach and pushed back into the sea.

He got the answer, but not what he wanted.

"I see," Li Xiaoyang nodded, "I won't do anything that bothers you in the future, and I sincerely wish you...you are happy."

Wen Song raised the corners of his lips, and sincerely accepted Li Xiaoyang's blessing: "Thank you, and I hope you can find the happiness that belongs to you."

Li Xiaoyang saw Wen Song's heartfelt smile, but he was not very happy. He took a deep breath, with some unwillingness and the young man's reluctance to admit defeat: "I just came late, if I came earlier than him , may not be the current result.”

Wen Song couldn't help laughing at these words, looking at Li Xiaoyang as if looking at an immature younger brother who was between a man and a boy.

"If you want to calculate this way, you came a bit too late, at least nine years." Wen Song said.

Li Xiaoyang was stunned: "Nine years?"

Wen Song smiled and nodded: "He appeared in my life nine years ago."

nine years...

Li Xiaoyang looked at the car gradually driving away, with a wry smile on his face. In nine years, it is not a simple first-come-first-served, it is destined. Whether it is for him or Wen Song, both parties are passers-by.

After clearing up his mood, Li Xiaoyang took out the mobile phone in his pocket, found Wen Song's WeChat account, and sent a message——

[Although the confession failed, we are still friends, right? 】

A reply was sent over there not long after: [Yes. 】

Li Xiaoyang smiled and looked up at the sky, the snowflakes were falling just like the snowflakes that fell on the day he fell in love with Wen Song.

This is really how it started and how it ended.

……

The nanny car sent Wen Song to the airport and then diverted to the parking lot. When Wen Song came back, Wen Song asked Zou Lingling to buy a flight ticket for the driver to go home. He did not go with them. Of course, there are round-trip tickets. Company reimbursement.

After flying for an hour, they just took a nap, and they landed when they opened their eyes.

Wen Song got off the plane as usual, he didn't go through any special VIP passage, but he was stunned as soon as he got out of the passage, there was a bunch of people around outside, most of them were girls, they were obviously here to pick up the plane.

He didn't realize it at first, but he didn't realize it until he saw the lights and photos held by the girls. It seemed to be picking him up.

Zou Lingling, who was next to her, also noticed it, and immediately beamed with joy: "Brother Song! These are picked up for you! We are also artists who have fans picked up the plane!"

Wen Song hummed and nodded slowly.

To be honest, he was somewhat dreamy watching this scene. In his previous life, although he had done well in the industry, he had always been conscientious in filming, not engaged in variety shows and Weibo business, and his appearance was not as exquisite as it is now. It's too much, most of the fans attracted are Buddhist and rational fans. It's not unheard of to pick up the plane, but he really hasn't encountered such a big scene like the one in front of him.

However, the problem also came.

Wen Song turned his head to look at Zou Lingling: "How do they know about my itinerary today?"

Zou Lingling frowned and said: "It should be revealed by the paparazzi marketing account. The entertainment industry is like this. Whoever is popular recently will be targeted by the paparazzi who buy and sell news in private. It’s not leaking like that, and it’s normal to leak news. Song Ge, you are just 17 years old recently, and the variety show you recorded with Mr. Qin has become very popular, but you have been filming in the crew and have no other activities. Fans want to see you, so there is only Pick up."

Wen Song nodded and made it clear that he would not comment on the leak of his private itinerary. He was a little worried that the girls who came to pick up the plane would be fine if they lived in Binhai City. Come on, that's not good, there are problems in all aspects of safety and economics.

He can understand fans' love for him, but the safety issue should be the first priority, especially now that it's cold and the year is approaching, it's really not suitable.

The fans who saw Wen Song's appearance were even more enthusiastic, shouting his name, and the whole airport seemed to be able to hear the movement here.

Wen Song frowned briefly when he saw this, took a few steps forward, and raised his voice: "Everyone, don't crowd, there are so many people in the airport, be careful to step on it!"

Hearing him speak, the fans became even more excited.

Wen Song did not expect such a scene when he returned to Binhai City. The company hadn’t prepared for his popularity to rise, and he had an assistant by his side before arranging bodyguards. This scene was really big, and he could only try to control it. , otherwise something went wrong, it would be bad for fans and him.

He asked Zou Lingling to borrow a loudspeaker from the airport, and the staff at the airport also assigned some to control the scene to prevent any accidents.

Although the staff didn't say anything, Wen Song could still feel their slight dissatisfaction. After all, it was indeed because of him that he caused some troubles to their work.

"Everyone be quiet for a moment and listen to me, okay?" The tone of Wen Song's last question was deceptive, gentle and bewitching. The fans who were still noisy at first heard this sentence The words suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that they were all quiet, Wen Song nodded, showing satisfaction, and continued: "First of all, I am very grateful for everyone's love and enthusiasm for me, and for the special trip to pick me up. I don't know you guys How many of them came here from other places, now I feel your thoughts, I have some work schedules, and I don’t have enough time, it’s not good for you to stay here all the time in the cold weather , isn’t the warm heating room and quilt more fragrant than mine?”

He calmed down his anger with a little joke, and the fans responded to him with a smile: "You are more fragrant!"

Wen Song couldn't help laughing, temporarily put down his sore hands, looked at them helplessly, and said again:

"Then you can't stay here all the time. You've all seen me now. Go home in an orderly manner later. It's getting colder and colder, and it's not safe to be outside, especially when you come here from other places. Fans, you must pay more attention to your own safety, we are always stuck in the airport and it will affect the staff at the airport, you are obedient, go back, okay?"

It was this gentle and coaxing tone again, watching you make such a request with gentle eyes, it seemed that no one could refuse.

Under Wen Song's guidance, the fans agreed, but some were overly enthusiastic and shouted for Wen Song to accept gifts and some letters.

In this regard, Wen Song said that he can accept letters, but he will not accept gifts that cost money.

Wen Song tried a lot of persuasion, and asked Zou Lingling to collect the letters, so that the fans who picked up the airport dispersed. It didn't affect the order of the airport too much, but fortunately, the airport is used to picking up the airport. , as long as a celebrity's itinerary lands here, the staff here will be able to see enthusiastic fans, and there are not a few like Wen Song today.

When I got in the car, Wen Song felt that my throat was a little sore. I spoke too loudly and too much just now. To be honest, it is not so difficult to say lines in the filming of the crew. Sometimes the fans are too enthusiastic to be overwhelmed.

Zou Lingling handed over the thermos, and Wen Song felt relieved after taking a sip, and said to An Yu who was sitting next to her, "It's so cold, sister An Yu, you don't have to come here to pick me up."

An Yu looked at the phone, frowned, checked the news on Weibo, and replied without looking up: "It's not on purpose, it's just on the way, I just happened to be going to the company's annual meeting, fortunately I'm here today, such a big scene I really miscalculated. Fortunately, you handled it well. I didn’t go in because I heard Lingling said that the scene was under control. But don’t worry, I’ve contacted Mr. Yu. After that, you will have bodyguards to accompany all your work schedules. Guaranteed Your personal safety."

Wen Song nodded and didn't refuse. In their industry, as long as they are popular artists, they can't do without bodyguards, not just for the artist's safety, but also to control those enthusiastic fans.

Fans' enthusiasm is a good thing, but there must be a distance. Outside the screen, actors have their own private lives and other jobs, and fans also have their own lives. Wen Song doesn't want his fans to become overly addicted to chasing stars. Neither side is a good thing.

"Lingling, help me log in to my Weibo account, I don't remember the password." Wen Song handed over the phone.

Zou Lingling took over the mobile phone and began to operate it, while asking: "Brother Song, do you want to post something on Weibo?"

"Well, regarding today's airport incident, I think I need to restrain and make a statement." Wen Song said seriously.

Only then did An Yu look up at Wen Song, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Indeed, as an actor, you have to set a good example in some aspects. After all, you are a public figure now, and declaring your opinions can also avoid some bad things." Voice, someone on Weibo has already posted the video of your fans picking you up at the airport today, but it hasn’t reached the level of trending searches, but after all, there are still people paying attention.”

Wen Song hummed, took back his phone and began to edit the Weibo copy, thinking over every word until he felt that the sentence was smooth, and what he should say and what he wanted to say were all on it, and he gave An Yu a look before he posted it go out.