Midnight Cinderella: 58. The fifty-eighth night

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This is an anti-theft seal. Readers who have subscribed less than 50% will see Chapter V in 72 hours. Fans waiting at the exit began to commotion. The staff of the support club came over again to emphasize the precautions: " Please don't be crowded later, don't swarm in, try to keep your voice down so as not to disturb other passengers, and consciously maintain order on the scene! After leaving the airport, you can't chase cars, ask for autographs, or take photos!"

They have repeated these words many times, but I don’t know how much the fans at the scene heard them. There were more security guards at the airport than before, and the fans picking up the airport were arranged on both sides, with a fence in the middle.

After a while, Feng Jing walked out surrounded by a large group of bodyguards. The fans waiting at the airport began to scream uncontrollably.

Wearing a pair of large black sunglasses and a peaked cap, Feng Jing waved to the enthusiastic fans. Among the sea of ​​people, he spotted Jiang Ran at a glance.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, and her brown hair fell softly on her shoulders.

The color of his eyes suddenly changed, but because of the big sunglasses on his face, no one could see his change.

Feng Jing quickly returned to normal and continued to smile at the fans surrounding him. In fact, in such an airport environment, no celebrity would be happy, but it is not easy for fans, so Feng Jing still tried his best to smile.

Gradually, he was getting closer and closer to where Jiang Ran was standing, and her face became clearer and clearer.

He suddenly remembered how she often bent down to rub her (dog's) head. By some strange coincidence, he reached out his hand to rub her head too.

Jiang Ran stood there blankly holding a support sign. It wasn't until Feng Jing came out that she regained her consciousness a little. She thought she had already entered Buddhahood, but under the excited screams of the fans at the scene, even she was infected by the atmosphere and almost screamed.

Feng Jing was very different from what she saw in the movie. He was neither the cynical Lin Yu nor the emotionless Omega, he was just Feng Jing. Of course, his handsomeness is still the same. Even if he is surrounded by a group of tall bodyguards, he is still the most eye-catching one.

He is undoubtedly a considerate person, because Jiang Ran thought about it from his perspective. If he dragged his tired body out of the airport and faced such a scene, he would definitely be unhappy, but he has always been very polite. Smile at your fans.

She held a support sign in her hand and watched him approach slowly, and then... he suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his head.

…………

The screams around me receded like the tide, and the whole world suddenly fell silent. Jiang Ran felt that she was stunned for a long time, but it might only be a second. When she looked up again, Feng Jing had already withdrawn his hand and walked away. The fans around her did not quiet down, and the noise at the airport only became louder than before.

Michelle grabbed Feng Jing's arm and dragged him forward faster: "Walk faster, walk faster."

Many fans chased Feng Jing out of the airport, while Jiang Ran stayed there to calm down.

Did Feng Jing really rub her head just now? Among thousands of fans, why did he pick her? Is it because she washed her hair extra clean today?

As the fans walked away, the screams gradually faded away, but the drum-like heartbeat in Jiang Ran's chest became increasingly clear.

Plop, plop.

She seems to have found a little bit of the fun of chasing stars again.

"Damn it, Jiang Ran, you are so lucky!" When Yan Huanhuan came back after chasing Feng Jing out, Jiang Ran was still standing there stupidly, "You can go buy lottery tickets today. It’s smaller than the chance of winning the jackpot!”

Jiang Ran finally came to his senses, looked at Yan Huanhuan and said, "No, my luck is all spent here. I will definitely not win the lottery."

"...it makes sense."

"So," Jiang Ran looked at Yan Huanhuan as if asking for confirmation, "Feng Jing really touched my head just now? Wasn't it my imagination?"

"Of course it's true, just have fun!" Yan Huanhuan was unwilling to accept it. She was obviously standing next to Jiang Ran! Actor Feng's hand was just a little bit off, and it touched his head!

"Pfft." Jiang Ran finally couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

Yan Huanhuan: "..."

She suddenly wanted to break up with her.

On the other side, Feng Jing, who got into the nanny car, took off his sunglasses and hat and looked at his right hand. Although it was only for a short second, the touch of Jiang Ran's hair was as soft as he imagined, and his hands seemed to still have the scent of green oranges that fascinated him.

"Win the Best Actor." Michelle sat down next to him, closed the car door and began to educate him, "What you did just now was very inappropriate. If the fans lose control of their emotions and swarm them, we won't even think about it today. Leaving the airport!"

Feng Jing himself knew that what he had just done was inappropriate, so he did not defend himself: "Well, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"..." His cooperative attitude made Michelle confused and didn't know what to say next.

It feels like a heavy punch on cotton, so unpleasant!

But he can only bear with his dissatisfaction, and Feng Jing doesn't care anyway. What Feng Jing is now concerned about is why Jiang Ran appeared at the airport.

This airport pick-up event was organized by the fan club in City A. Although there may be fans from out of town who come here specially, this proportion is very small.

Jiang Ran probably lives in City A.

But she actually joined her support club and attended the airport pick-up? Haha, can't you tell? She clearly put Mo Zhen's poster in her bedroom.

Forget it, next time he will give her a poster of himself.

The corners of his mouth curved up in an arc unconsciously, which made Michelle look particularly horrified: "Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Are you smiling so tiredly?

Feng Jing said: "It's nothing. I just couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get it."

"What?" Michelle didn't understand what riddle he was telling.

Feng Jing smiled at him, and the two brothers put their hands on his shoulders nicely: "Mi Xian'er, help me find a property near the lake. There is a barbecue stall nearby. Start looking from the north."

"Huh?" Michelle became alert, "You want to move?"

Feng Jing refused to reveal more: "Just look for it. If you find it, sort out all the ones that meet the requirements and send them to me." At the end, he added threateningly, "Don't tell Qin Fan about this. ."

Michelle: "..."

Mr. Feng, you are hiding more and more things from Director Qin! this is not good!

"Did you hear that?"

"...I heard it." Michelle nodded very spinelessly.

The fact that Feng Jing returned to City A to pick up fans at the airport quickly became a hot search topic. Jiang Ran could easily find many large high-definition pictures of the airport by searching on Weibo. The frontline artillery sisters are indeed well-deserved, and the photos they take are better than those on Yan Huanhuan's phone.

But even with Yan Huanhuan’s skills, Feng Jing’s photos are not ugly. It can only be said that appearance saves everything...

She saved a few pictures - especially the picture of Feng Jing touching her head. This moment was photographed by many people. Although she only showed half of her face, it was considered the pinnacle of her star-chasing history. She hadn't been intoxicated for long when another breaking news about Feng Jing suddenly appeared on the hot search list - Feng Jing's homosexuality was suspected to be exposed.

Jiang Ran: "..."

Wow... eat melon!

This news was first revealed by a well-known gossip Weibo. The first sentence was "according to insiders", which seemed... very unreliable.

If you have the ability, write down the names of people familiar with the matter.

Jiang Ran complained in his mind, and then read on. This insider should be from the crew of the lipstick commercial that Feng Jing had just finished shooting. According to him, Feng Jing and his assistant once made a big noise late at night. I don’t know what they are doing in the room. Anyway, they are disheveled, and they are suspected of being involved in **** play.

Jiang Ran: "…………"

This melon is a bit indigestive.

The Internet quickly exploded. Feng Jing's fans tried their best to control public opinion and called on everyone not to believe the rumors or spread them. Mo Zhen's fans ate the melons with relish, waiting to see the show.

Tian Qin’s top management was quickly alerted, and Feng Jing and Michelle were immediately summoned to Qin Fan’s office.

"Tell me what's going on." Qin Fan's sharp gaze swept over Feng Jing and finally landed on Michelle.

Michelle almost knelt down for him on the spot: "Director Qin, it's a misunderstanding! Even if I are really gay, I don't dare to attack Mr. Feng!"

Qin Fan nodded in agreement: "I believe Feng Jing's vision is not so bad."

Michelle: "..."

"Which one of you will tell?" Qin Fan sat on the boss's chair and waited patiently.

Just as Michelle was about to speak, Feng Jing, who was sitting opposite Qin Fan, spoke up: "They should be talking about the night we killed cockroaches."

"Cockroach?" Qin Fan raised his eyebrows, clearly not believing it, "That is a five-star hotel, and you stayed in the best room."

"That doesn't guarantee there will be no cockroaches."

Qin Fan laughed coldly and asked: "What about **** play? I can't tell you have such a strong taste."

"..." Feng Jing pursed his lips, refusing to tell the truth even to death, "This is pure fiction, what can't they make up?"

Qin Fan looked at him for a while, then moved his eyes to Michelle who was standing aside like a quail: "Michelle, tell me."

Suddenly being called by Qin Fan, Michelle trembled subconsciously. Soon, Feng Jing's sharp gaze also fell on herself. Michelle... couldn't tell the pain.

He hesitated between Qin Fan and Feng Jing for a long time, and finally chose to surrender to Qin Big Boss: "Director Qin, look at this video!" Michelle quickly handed her mobile phone to Qin Fan. , what was playing on the screen was the scene of Feng Jing running on the ground with his hands and feet.

Feng Jing: "..."

"Mi Nian'er!" He raised his voice and shouted at Michelle, "Didn't I ask you to delete the video?"

Michelle almost cried with grievance: "I, I think it's better to tell Director Qin about this!"

Qin Fan calmly watched the video and clicked delete: "You did a good job." After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Feng Jing opposite, "Don't you want to explain?"

Feng Jing frowned and said nothing, Qin Fan looked to the side again: "Michelle."

Michelle immediately stood in a standard military posture.

She snatched the quilt from Gouzi's mouth and looked at it angrily: "Gouzi, I think you want to be beaten!"