At the front of the group were Liu Xiaoyang, who was speechless, and Li Jie, who was looking around guiltily.
"Cong Nianwei?"
"Yes?"
The two of them unconsciously slowed down their pace.
"Is that the team over there welcoming me?"
"Yes."
"Do you think I should pretend that I don't know them and just walk past them?"
"I support you."
The commotion was a bit too big. The airport security personnel were now spontaneously gathering towards the crowd under the organization of the terminal.
The people walking in and out of the terminal were all chatting as they passed by.
"What? What does that mean? Is a big shot coming to the capital? "
"Are you kidding me? What kind of big shot is waiting at the terminal? How could a group of young people get the news? "
"I think it's probably some small-time celebrity who came to the capital and deliberately released the news on the Internet to promote himself."
"Why do you think so?"
"Look at the security guards. They just got the order."
'If it's a slightly bigger star, there will be a public relations team that will inform the staff at the terminal in advance. They're not annoying.'
"Maybe the news has been leaked. Maybe we can see a big star today."
On the side, an old man from the capital city, who knew everything in the world without leaving his house, picked up the small pieces of paper in the terminal with the bamboo tongs used to pick up trash. Holding onto his mop, he began to talk about the world.
"What kind of superstar could there be? There are only a few international flights at this exit. The ones that those youngsters like are either Korean or Taiwanese potatoes."
The old man's words made sense. What should they do?
As they dawdled at the exit, they didn't want to meet their bad friends.
Huh? My arms are sore, and I have a lot of luggage. There are a few chairs by the side, so I'll sit down first.
While they were trying to calm down, the other exits of the airport were also crowded with people.
The four fellows were of different sizes, and there was also a big difference in their weight and weight.
They were all dressed up though.
Their long black hair covered their cheeks.
Their melancholy eyes were in the middle.
The chubby man's middle section made him look a little more honest and simple.
His short hair and single eyelids made him look shrewd.
The four young men were handsome and avant-garde in China. Qin Guan, who was sitting on a chair with his baseball cap pulled down, recognized them at first glance.
F4, hehehe …
There weren't many assistants, agents, and staff behind them. There were only four or five people behind them, pushing a lot of luggage together. It was obvious that they were going to be in the mainland for a long period of publicity and activities.
It seemed that the trend of F4 in the country had not completely subsided. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they should have come here to fish for gold.
Cong Nianwei asked the professional next to her, "They look like stars. We have been abroad for more than a year, so I don't recognize them."
Following her gaze, Qin Guan explained gently, "F4 starred in a school drama and became popular in Southeast Asia. I'll find it for you online if I have the chance."
They followed the group to the exit. Qin Guan saw another group of acquaintances at another exit.
In fact, they were not acquaintances of Qin Guan. Qin Guan had known them in his previous life, but they didn't know him.
It was a group of seumida in a hurry. The man in the middle was afraid that no one would know that he was a Korean star.
In 2003, plastic surgery in South Korea had not yet reached its peak, so there were not many handsome men. Most of them relied on their temperament and clothes to win.
Most of the TV dramas that were filmed were about 'I love you, you don't love me, you love him, he loves me, he loves me', and so on and so forth.
After watching too many high-end TV dramas though, housewives liked them the most, so they inexplicably poked at the hearts of Chinese fans.
As a result, there were more and more crying fans. The Koreans also saw the business opportunities in China.
Pei Yongjun rode on the wave of the Korean Wave and was invited by the sponsors to come to China to attend the fan meet-and-greet they organized.
Since it was a secret arrival, as the inviter, he naturally wouldn't cause trouble for himself. The other party's work arrangement gave him a chance to be in the limelight, so he didn't want to waste energy on unnecessary places, such as the airport.
However, the Koreans, who had been suppressed for a long time, wanted to show off their existence, so they weren't keeping a low profile during this trip.
If you were afraid of being discovered by your fans, you could just go with the crowd and wear ordinary clothes like Qin Guan.
Not the Koreans.
It was unknown where they came up with this method, but the entourage of South Korean people were all dressed in black suits. They surrounded Pei Yongjun, who was wearing a white windbreaker, gold-rimmed glasses, and a light grey silk scarf around his neck, in the middle.
The two pitiful female assistants beside them were pushing a luggage cart that was stacked seven or eight layers behind them, struggling to move towards the exit.
Not to mention the low status of Korean women, even their compatriots in the capital couldn't stand it anymore.
It was still the same old man who gave orders. "During the war to resist the United States and aid Korea, did our female comrades retreat?"
Heh, this is so mean.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were still laughing at the old man's humor when a lively scene appeared.
"Aiya, I told you, it's not good to be too popular. Look, these mainlanders, I don't know how they knew that our cutest F4 was coming today."
"They even specially lined up here early. Aiya, this is also a very cute place. They actually lined up so neatly and didn't make any noise."
"If they don't make a fuss, you can take some photos and send them to Taiwan. I'll show them that I'm still popular."
The female agent of F4 was the one who had recruited the four of them. She had the final say in their work.
The four boys nodded obediently. Their contracts were in the hands of the company, so such an order didn't affect them.
As a result, F4, which was the first to pass through the dense crowd of people on both sides of the fence, put on the smile that was popular in Southeast Asia and charmed the Thai princess.
"Hi!"
"Hi!"
"Hello!"
The four boys began to walk through the passageway under the vigilant protection of a group of staff members.
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