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"Here you come? Is he really here? Oh, get out of my way!!!"
Song Muyao roared angrily while trying to push through the crowd of people who had not known how many layers around them, trying to squeeze in.
But there are too many people.
""Tsing Yi" is a large crew, with nearly a hundred staff and actors combined.
Wei Li had given notice a few days ago that Leng Zhu would be coming today, and many actors with good connections in the industry also sneaked in shamelessly after hearing the news.
For a time, I couldn¡¯t count how many people gathered at this small shooting scene.
Everyone was squeezing in like crazy, wanting to get a close look at Leng Zhuda, who had been famous for many years.
If Song Muyao hadn't had a strong belief to support him, he would have been pushed out by the crazy crowd.
Listening to sounds like "Ah ah ah, look at me, Daddy!" and "Oh my god, I touched Daddy's hand! I want to hide these hands and never wash them in my life!" from the center of the crowd, Song Muyao I almost want to kill him with red eyes.
The murderous aura overflowed from her chest, making her whole body look like she was wrapped in armor.
In an instant, her body was filled with strength, and she used the brute strength of a woman to tear the express delivery with her bare hands. She pushed the people in front of her away one by one with one hand, and suddenly broke through the tight circle.
"Big!" Song Muyao didn't know where she was, but she vaguely felt that she should be in the center of the crowd. She shouted in such a shocking voice that the people surrounded in front of her couldn't help but look back at her.
"Hey Rongrong? Why is it you again?!"
Seeing the person in front of her clearly, Song Muyao's eyes flashed with obvious disappointment.
She stretched out her hand, and without giving the other person a chance to speak, she pushed him away: "Be good, honey, get out of the way, don't compete with my sister."
Wei Li and Mo Ke on the side were so shocked that they didn't even react. They just watched Song Muyao push aside the Leng Zhu who was at the top of their hearts without saying a word.
"Da Da Da Hey, Director Wei? Where is Da Da Da!"
Song Muyao looked around. Wherever he looked, he didn't see Leng Zhu. Instead, he saw Wei Li.
She grabbed Wei Li excitedly: "Which one is Dada? Why didn't I see him?"
Song Qinrong said in a funny voice: "Sister Yaoyao, I"
"My dear Rongrong, let's talk about it when we get back. Don't make any noise now, okay!" Song Muyao was really anxious and used her best patience to interrupt the other party's words. She turned around and stared at Wei Li with bright eyes.
Wei Li's face turned red and white in turns, the colors were really complex.
¡°Pfft¡ª¡ª¡± After a moment, he couldn¡¯t help it anymore and laughed.
Song Muyao frowned, and just when she was about to say something else, she heard the person behind her still shouting: "Look at me! Please accept my love!"
"Ah, ah, you are too beautiful! Your waist is not your waist, Saburo's machete"
¡°Dad, I want to take a photo with you, Qiuqiu!¡±
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Song Muyao was going crazy.
At that moment, she even began to wonder, had Leng Zhu activated a skill buff that only made her invisible?
Why was everyone shouting excitedly, but she was the only one who didn¡¯t see anything as if she was blind?
Why!
"Where are you?" She was so angry that she almost burst into tears.
The next second, she saw a tall and elegant man with a dark face walking through the crowd, holding Song Qinrong in his arms, pushing aside the crowd and walking out.
Surprisingly, it was Fu Sichen.
I don¡¯t know how he took action. Although his face was as heavy as water, his movement of pushing away the crowd looked very easy.
It seemed that he just clicked casually, without even touching the person, and the person was pushed away hard.
Song Qinrong was protected in his arms and soon got out of the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, the crowd went crazy, running in the direction Song Qinrong left while shouting: "Where are you going, sir? Are you leaving now? Look at me one more time!"
Song Muyao stared at this scene blankly, almost unable to believe her eyes.
what happens?
Why are these people chasing Rongrong and shouting?
When did Rongrong become a big girl? Which big girl is she?
"Hey, hey, that handsome guy, where are you taking my father? Song Qinrong, Ronger! Wait for me!" At this moment, standingMo Ke, who was beside him, shouted and chased after him.
"Leng Zhu, don't leave!" Wei Li reacted a little slowly, but moved quickly, jumping up and running up.
As soon as these two sentences came out, Song Muyao felt like five thunders were hitting her head.
What were Mo Ke and Wei Li shouting just now?
Why is it cold? What bamboo?
"The father is Rongrong?"
"It's all in Chinese, why can't she understand a word?"
While Song Muyao was stunned, the group of people who were originally gathered around had already chased Song Qinrong away.
The cold wind was blowing, making Song Muyao tremble.
"They're all gone?" An exclamation sounded from beside her, "I was half a beat too slow to react, and then I left? Oh, yeah, wait for me!"
Zhao Bei said, raising his feet to chase after him.
But she was grabbed by Song Muyao next to her: "Wait a minute!"
Zhao Bei was so anxious: "Yao Yao, don't stop me!"
"Beibei, tell me the truth, which one is the big one?" Song Muyao asked in a daze.
Zhao Bei rolled her eyes at her: "Speaking of you, you are really a person. You pushed me away when I took the initiative to talk to you just now. Didn't you see the look in everyone's eyes that they wanted to bite you to death?"
"Who?" Song Muyao's eyes widened, "Who do you think the person I just pushed was?"
"Hey, Leng Zhu! That's the beautiful girl you call Rongrong!" Zhao Bei dropped these words, turned around and left.
Song Muyao was left standing there, motionless, as if she had been petrified.
¡°Ahhhh¡ª¡ª¡±
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but she suddenly jumped and screamed like crazy.
"Song Qinrong, you stinky girl, you hid such a big thing from me!!!"
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After finally getting away from the crazy fans and sitting in the room, Song Qinrong breathed a sigh of relief.
When I turned around, I saw a man standing at the door with a gloomy look, his hands behind his back.
Not far outside the door, there were still screams coming one after another, but they were prevented from moving forward because of the obstruction of a group of bodyguards in black.
"Four Young Masters, these people are crazy. Some of them want to attack us and force their way in." Someone outside the door reported in a deep voice.
"Stop it. No matter what method you use." Fu Sichen's voice was as cold as ice.
Hearing this, Song Qinrong hurriedly walked up to the man and persuaded: "Fu Sichen, tell them to be careful and don't hurt anyone."
With Fourth Master Fu¡¯s men here, how can those helpless little actors withstand it?
Fu Sichen did not look back, but the temperature around him became even colder: "They almost squeezed you to death, and you still begged for mercy on their behalf?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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