Early in the morning, Xiao He prepared to lead his team to the capital.
In the hotel lobby, they also encountered Wu Chuyi and his group, who looked pale and clearly hadn't slept well the night before.
The recording of this episode of "Wandering Through Mountains and Rivers" ended last night, and the guests left with their respective teams. Originally, Liang Cheng and Qiu Hua, along with other guests from Shanghai, wanted to wait for Xiao He and return to Shanghai with him, but they didn't expect that Xiao He was going to Beijing this time, which was a different route from theirs.
So after saying goodbye, these people left one after another with their teams.
In the end, only Wu Chuyi's team remained, having worked until late last night but gained nothing in return.
Because of the illegitimate child issue, he is also affected by public opinion on the internet, which can only be described as extremely unlucky.
Upon seeing this person again, Xiao He's attitude softened considerably, and he no longer held a grudge against the other party's initial hostility.
Wu Chuyi looked at Xiao He, his feelings also complicated.
He originally thought that last night's events were a great opportunity to showcase himself, but he never expected that it would become the perfect chance for Xiao He to demonstrate his abilities.
Instead, he became the clown.
However, Wu Chuyi dared not have any more opinions about Xiao He.
Tech geeks are in demand everywhere.
Not to mention Wu Chuyi, an "ordinary person" with an average background, average grades, and whose rise to fame was entirely due to luck.
He used to look down on Xiao He, linking Xiao He's success to his own "luck," thinking that if Xiao He could do it, he could too sooner or later.
Now Wu Chuyi understood.
He's a real idiot.
Where does he get his confidence to compare himself to such a true big shot?
"Brother Xiao, are you leaving?"
Wu Chuyi touched his nose and awkwardly greeted him.
He had always addressed Xiao He politely as "Teacher Xiao," but this time, like everyone else, he started calling him "Brother Xiao."
Well, it seems he's truly convinced.
Xiao He nodded with a smile: "Yes, that's right, we're going to Beijing to run around doing promotional work."
"Okay, take care!"
Wu Chuyi was indeed tongue-tied; after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything extra and could only awkwardly say goodbye to Xiao He.
Xiao He simply nodded slightly, then turned and led his team away.
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However, what Xiao He didn't expect was that Wu Chuyi and the others were also preparing to return to Beijing.
And coincidentally, they were on the same flight.
On the plane, Liu ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) Rulan turned her head to look at Wu Chuyi and the others diagonally behind her, then turned back and sighed, "This landing is going to be quite a spectacle."
Wu Chuyi has been getting a lot of attention lately, and what happened last night is causing quite a stir online. I'm afraid that as soon as they land, they'll be surrounded by fans and media who have come to chase after Wu Chuyi.
Xiao He glanced at it as well, then looked away: "Are all the fans of these popular idols this clingy these days?"
Actually, he is more accepting of old-fashioned fans who only need to attend offline events and don't need to chase after people 24/7.
This puts immense pressure not only on the artists but also on their fans!
Liu Rulan: "Sigh, those are all old topics."
"Shall we wait a while and not leave the station?" Xiao He suggested. "We'll go after those people chase after Wu Chuyi."
The only good thing is that Beijing is the capital city, and the airport management is more stringent. Even if fans and media want to come to pick up their idols or dig up news, they don't dare to stay there for too long.
Therefore, they could simply lay low for a while.
Otherwise, if Xiao He goes out with him, even more people will likely gather to watch.
"OK."
Liu Rulan pondered for a moment, then nodded.
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Meanwhile, Huang Meng at Beijing Airport finally received the last transfer.
Seeing the string of numbers in her bank card balance, Huang Meng smiled broadly.
"This trip was definitely worth it!"
Thinking about the money-making opportunity he had encountered some time ago, he couldn't help but want to burst into laughter.
As he was preparing to enter the venue, he suddenly encountered other colleagues.
Seeing the setup of these paparazzi, Huang Meng immediately became alert: "What are you doing here?"
Maybe they know he's made a fortune and are trying to freeload off him.
"Hey Lao Huang, where have you been making your fortune lately? I haven't seen you in ages."
One of the paparazzi greeted Huang Meng while keeping a close eye on the exit of the hall in front of him.
"Tch, he hasn't been chatting in the group lately. Just by looking at him, I know he's got something good."
Another person in a baseball cap scoffed, a look of envy on their face.
Huang Meng chuckled, ignoring the question, and then peered around, asking, "Who are you guys waiting for?"
"Wu Chuyi, didn't you notice such big news last night? The group chat was discussing it all night long. Those two idiot paparazzi are still in jail!"
Huang Meng was a little guilty: "Oh, right, right, right."
Since yesterday was the settlement day for the final payment, Huang Meng was so happy that he couldn't resist having a few drinks. He slept until noon and didn't pay any attention to the messages in the group.
However, he didn't expose himself, but instead squatted down to the side and caught up on the gossip online.
"Holy shit."
After reading the news he had missed last night, Huang Meng's eyes widened.
Just then, everyone around sprang to life: "Here he comes! Here he comes! Wu Chuyi is out—"
Immediately afterwards, several paparazzi who were squatting next to Huang Meng also rushed out and began to squeeze into the crowd.
Huang Meng subconsciously wanted to squeeze in as well, but after a few steps, he suddenly remembered that he was here to catch a flight back to Shanghai.
With such a huge public outcry and so many people at the scene, he wouldn't make much money even if he went to do proxy bidding now.
Anyway, he's already made enough money on this trip.
Forget it, forget it, there's no need to compete with others for business.
So Huang Meng sat down again with a clear conscience, ready to wait for his flight.
After a period of noise, the scene quickly returned to quiet. The entire process, from the initial gathering of a large group to their departure with the crowd, took only a few minutes.
Huang Meng scoffed lightly, remained seated, unmoved, clearly looking down on this small amount of traffic.
However, not long after the group left, Huang Meng suddenly sat up straight—
Several people wearing hats and masks walked out of the exit.
Huang Meng's keen professional instincts allowed him to immediately recognize that this was another celebrity team.
But who could it be?
Huang Meng's eyes widened, and his hand instinctively reached for his camera.
Wow!
That figure, that group following behind... isn't that Xiao He, the other party involved in last night's incident?
My goodness, I never imagined that he and Xiao He were truly destined for each other!
Last time was the same. Everyone else was fooled by Xiao He and turned to chase after the others, but he was the only one who chased them all the way to the parking lot and successfully got the photos (although he was still caught on the spot).
But what does this tell us?
This means good fortune has arrived, and there's no stopping it!
Huang Meng was extremely excited and began filming furiously.
As for his earlier disdain and generosity?
No, no, that's for Wu Chuyi.
If it were Xiao He, he'd be an idiot not to film him!
We should make this money!
And there are no competitors around, making it a complete exclusive!
Just as Huang Meng pressed the shutter a few times, a familiar shadow loomed over him.
Huang Meng:...This feels so familiar and ominous.
Huang Meng's lips twitched, and he cautiously turned his head to look, and sure enough, he met Lao Qi's gaze.
Old Qi has been running around with Xiao He lately, and his skin has gotten several shades darker. Now, when he smiles, his teeth are so white they're almost gleaming, making him even more unsettling.
Huang Meng forced out an expression that was neither a cry nor a smile: "No, brother, do you believe me if I say I really came to catch a flight?"
