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2016, midsummer.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, there was already a sea of people at a pick-up gate at S City Airport. At first glance, everything was dark and full of people. There were several people holding light signs together, some holding large dolls and gifts, and various SLRs hanging on their chests. They
There were men and women, all dressed in different clothes. Most of them were around 20 years old. They were crowded together in the area defined by protective lines. They smelled each other's sweat indifferently and stretched their necks.
Looking at the exit ahead.
They had been standing here for two hours, their legs and feet were sore and they were yawning constantly, but no one left early, with expectations written on their faces.
A figure appeared through the glass door. I could only tell that it was a woman, but it was not enough to see her appearance clearly.
But that's enough.
Like a drop of stone dropped into the heart of a tranquil wave, the fragmented noises of the fans suddenly gathered together, bursting into waves of boiling sounds: "Xia Yitong! Xia Yitong! Xia Yitong!"
The light sign was raised, the doll was also raised, and the SLR was pointed at the person who was about to come out from behind the glass door, and they took pictures desperately. Without anything, they waved and shouted at the idol crazily.
Reporters from major entertainment newspapers and media platforms, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, swarmed up with short cannons.
The woman came out with her head lowered, wearing a white baseball cap. Her long brown hair was curled a little and draped over her shoulders. The long hair on the left side was tucked behind her ear, revealing her small, white ear.
Sunglasses and a mask completely covered his face. He had a cold temperament and seemed particularly inaccessible.
But the moment she walked out, she immediately raised her slender fingers and slowly took off the pair of sunglasses that almost covered half of her face, followed by the mask, slowly revealing the overly beautiful face under the heavy cover.
s face.
——With warm eyebrows and handsome eyes, a beautiful nose and red lips, she is more beautiful than on the screen.
A reporter broke through the siege of his colleagues, half of his glasses were squeezed out, and he hung them on his face without even bothering to hold them up. He handed over the microphone in a hurry and asked: "Hello Yitong, I am xx Entertainment. I heard that you and Chen Muyang -
—”
The scandal of the popular little flower Xia Yitong, once you get it, it will be directly on the headlines of this issue, full page.
"Excuse me, Yitong..."
"Yitong, please..." The other reporters turned red-eyed and kept pushing the microphone and recorder in front of her, wishing that the person in front of her could be cut into dozens of pieces and questioned thoroughly.
The reporter was a petite girl, less than 1.6 meters tall. She obviously risked her life to be in the first place, and she had to always be on guard against the "enemy" behind her. Xia Yitong stared down at her, then raised his hand to make a gesture.
All the fans present saw it. They were stunned for a moment, and then they all let out a high-pitched scream that was completely beyond the scope of human beings.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Her girlish heart bursting with emotion, her gnashing of teeth, her envy, jealousy and all kinds of complex emotions are all included in screaming. No wonder some people say that if you don’t know how to express your emotions, just scream.
The voice that reached my ears amidst the noisy waves was still kind and sweet: "Be careful next time."
The reporter was also stunned. She touched the glasses that were straightened on the bridge of her nose, and when she met Xia Yitong's gentle eyes close at hand, her face suddenly turned red. She was no longer a newcomer, so she was not so easy to panic. She opened her mouth and found that even she
I forgot what I was going to ask just now.
"that……"
Xia Yitong lowered his head slightly and asked her with a smile: "Huh?"
"..." The reporter gave up treatment and his brain completely shut down.
Seeing that she was "bewitched" by her beauty, other reporters quickly took the opportunity to occupy a favorable position. Seeing that a new round of "questioning" was about to begin, Xia Yitong calmly turned around and pointed at the fans, winking lightly.
Look at the left eye, peach blossoms are shining.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
All the male and female fans present were like mad dogs crossing the street, completely losing their minds, waving their arms and crying, and the airport security guards all gathered around in fear.
Xia Yitong looked at her fans and said in her heart: I'm sorry.
She asked reporters with an innocent face: "What do you want to ask?"
After screaming, the fans were still excited, crying and shouting so loudly that they almost lifted the roof of the airport: "Xia Yitong, I love you ahhhhhh!!!"
The reporters held up the microphones in their hands and you looked at me and I looked at you: "..."
What a crap interview when you can’t hear a word clearly!
Following Xia Yitong out of the airport surrounded by fans, I watched her put on a friendly face that said, "I'm very cooperative with you." Then, without asking a word, she got into the nanny car.
The first female reporter who rushed forward took her mobile phone to call the editor-in-chief of her department and said frustratedly: "I didn't get the interview."
Editor: “Where are the others?”
The female reporter straightened her waist a little: "No, not a single word was revealed."
The editor smiled: "As expected, although you are not a newcomer, this is your first time to interview Xia Yitong. I didn't know that she has many tricks. She is best at pointing things here and there, diverting attention, and from time to time she also uses beauty traps. You can't resist it.
Do not blame you."
The female reporter who happened to fall into the "beauty trap": "..."
She said: "I will pay attention next time, editor-in-chief."
Next time she will definitely not be fascinated by women.
She looked around at the fans who were following her. Xia Yitong's car was still within sight, so no one moved. Many female fans had genuine tears on their faces. The female reporter was a little confused. She had seen many fans of celebrities.
, most of the people who have such fanatical girlfriends are male celebrities, and few female stars can attract so many female fans. Moreover, Xia Yitong is very feminine in terms of temperament, dress, and gestures, and cannot be compared with neutrals at all.
But the way she looked just now was indeed very...charming.
The female reporter recalled in her mind the way she pushed her glasses on with her eyes wide open.
The female reporter suddenly realized that she had used this word, and her heart suddenly became excited. Could she also be attracted by fans? She shook her head crazily. This woman is really terrible.
…
As soon as Xia Yitong got in the car, she couldn't keep the smile on her face. The tight schedule for many days had made her exhausted. She turned on her mobile phone and there were more than a dozen text messages in it. Xia Yitong looked at the sender and clicked on it as soon as possible.
One of them came from her agent, Su Han.
Sister Su Han: [Get off the plane and come to the company. I have a job to discuss with you.]
Xia Yitong curled up his lips and replied to her: "Okay, I'll be at the company right away."
"I'm going to sleep for a while. Call me when you get there." Xia Yitong said to the assistant sitting next to him.
The assistant nodded: "I understand, Teacher Xia."
Xia Yitong put away his mobile phone and closed his eyes to rest.
An hour later, Chaochu Entertainment Building.
Xia Yitong went up from the underground parking lot. The assistant took her bag and hat to the lounge, and she went to the office to meet Su Han alone.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Yitong is one of the most popular little flowers nowadays. A year and a half ago, she participated in the TV series adaptation of Jin Yong's novel "The Heaven and the Dragon Sword", playing the role of Zhao Min. Due to her temperament and outstanding appearance, her acting skills have reached a new low in today's entertainment industry.
She was quite good in the industry, and she became an instant hit. She starred in three or four TV series in succession, each of which hit the ratings. She won the Popular Actress at the year-end TV series awards ceremony that year.
His net worth has also risen with the tide, and endorsement fees have been generous, and he has become the mainstay of Chaochu Entertainment's money making.
She was only wearing a long T-shirt, and the pattern on the chest was of a dubbed cartoon character. The air conditioner in the building was a bit cold. She touched the goosebumps on her arms and opened the door directly.
This is the privilege of being the pillar of the company and the most popular artist under Su Han.
"Here we come." A woman wearing a well-tailored gray business suit sat behind her desk and had just hung up the phone.
"Sister Su Han." Xia Yitong nodded, put away his tact in front of the media, and looked obedient, "Do you have a notebook or something?"
Su Han took out a large pile of paper from the drawer and spread it on the table: "There is a book, I will preliminarily screen it for you, and you can choose the rest by yourself. By the way, there is also a reality show and variety show that invites you to the regular
Resident guest.”
Xia Yitong sat across from the desk, turned over the script, and said casually: "What kind of variety show is this?"
Su Han said a name, Xia Yitong opened his mouth slightly, and then burst into laughter: "Then I made a lot of money? This stage is famous for its heroic spirit."
She said this like a little money fanatic, but her tone was extremely ridiculing.
"I'm in contact with the program team," Su Han leaned towards the table, spread his thumb and index finger, and made an "eight" sign, "It's no problem when it comes to this number."
"Sister, just make your decision. I believe you. You are the woman who will take me to the top of my life."
"Okay." Su Han usually kept a serious smile on his face, but he couldn't help but curl his lips when facing Xia Yitong.
Xia Yitong has not been exposed to the bad habits of the entertainment industry at all. She seems to be living in her own little world. She is pure, kind and well-behaved. Even though she is famous now, she is still the little girl she was a few years ago. She is obedient and never behaves like her.
Even if she is not allowed to do anything, she works hard. There really is no artist that is easier to lead than her.
Xia Yitong flipped through the script in her hand. Naturally, the characters were all female leads, and the genres were mostly urban emotional dramas. She frowned as she read it. The rules and regulations were tight now, and other projects might have been aborted due to a ban in the middle.
, the producer was also helpless.
She was no longer willing to take on these films, but she didn't have better resources. She needed exposure, so she had no choice but to look for a script that was a little more interesting.
Putting aside the book that was still passable, Xia Yitong turned to the last one. This one was different from the others. It felt very thin. It was a movie script. The title page said:
Movie name: "Breaking Snow"
Director: Qin Hanlin
Screenwriter: Zhou Wen
To be continued...