Chu Tian stood firmly in front of her, like a mountain, protecting her completely.
The entire TV show crew had witnessed everything from the beginning, and their hearts were on a roller coaster ride—talk about thrilling!
Their first reaction: Xu Qingqiu has fans to pick her up at the airport? Are they spontaneous or hired?
Their second reaction: Damn, is that assistant also a bodyguard? He moved so quickly!
Their third reaction: Wait, how did he get in? Who’s protecting whom here?
When they saw him pulling Xu Qingqiu over, the TV crew imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, their admiration for him boundless.
Then ca their fourth reaction: Look, what’s professional? This is professional! In such a short ti, he imdiately assessed the situation, chose his position, and protected his employer. His actions were as smooth as flowing water, all done in one go!
If Chu Tian knew what they were thinking, he’d probably be caught between laughter and tears.
Now, he was sowhat speechless. He was partly embarrassed that he had brought over the muscle mory from his past life. Also, in his previous life, he was quite friendly towards fans. With so many people crowding around, should I take action if sothing happens?
Moreover, he was even more puzzled. Who leaked the news? Sister Hua? It shouldn’t be her. Could it be the TV crew?
Before he could ponder further, the group was already in front of him. However, contrary to his expectations, these fans didn’t rush forward upon arrival. Instead, they stood at a distance, waving and greeting.
A few people were also waving banners that read, ’Xu Qingqiu, we love you!’
There was no shouting or screaming, no pushing or trampling, no noisy clamor—just them standing there quietly, looking towards them with sheepish grins.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Qingqiu’s tense body also relaxed. She sneakily poked Chu Tian’s arm from behind. He imdiately knew what she wanted. After a brief pause, he walked ahead.
With one in front and the other behind, they approached the group. Xu Qingqiu smiled and asked in surprise, "Are you all my fans?"
Everyone imdiately responded with joy, stamping their little feet as they said, "Yes!"
Their voices weren’t loud, but it was clear they were very happy and excited.
"Then how did you know I was coming here? Didn’t the fan group say not to co to the airport to pick up? If it bothers others, I’ll get scolded." Xu Qingqiu said in a joking, relaxed tone, and even playfully winked.
Actually, she had made a funny face, but no one could see it behind her mask.
"President Xu, we’re sorry! We’re all in the fan group. We actually didn’t plan to co, but we couldn’t resist. However, we made a pact beforehand, promising not to take up space, not to make noise, and not to disturb others!"
Chu Tian glanced around. The arrivals area was quite large. There were only about twenty or so fans, and they stood together very quietly, indeed not causing much disturbance to others.
"Alright, alright, but this is the only ti. Do you want a group photo? How about we take one?"
"Yes, yes! But President Xu, could you also give us autographs?"
"Autographs? Of course. Where should I sign? I didn’t bring a pen..."
"That’s okay, we brought pens!"
This bunch of fans was quite interesting. Not only did they bring pens, but they also brought the items to be autographed: Xu Qingqiu’s physical albums.
It was only when she saw the physical albums that Xu Qingqiu realized why these fans had gone against their agreent and shown up—it was to get their albums signed.
Actually, it was understandable. This album was quickly becoming a collector’s item among album enthusiasts, with many people expressing how much they loved it.
Beyond the original tiers sold at the ti of release, there was also the unique tier: copies personally signed by Xu Qingqiu. However, there were only a little over two hundred such sets.
Besides the album production team, the fan club had also randomly selected just over thirty people to receive them.
All the fans here, without exception, held the most expensive edition of the album. After all, they were here for autographs; getting a cheaper version signed would be a waste of an opportunity, wouldn’t it?
Of course, so people had both expensive and cheaper editions; one person even took out several sets.
Since there weren’t too many, Xu Qingqiu conscientiously signed every single one. Then, they all took a group photo.
Before Xu Qingqiu could even put her mask back on, the fans enthusiastically waved goodbye and then quickly dispersed.
She stood there, dumbfounded and still processing what had happened. Sothing felt off, as if these fans had just co to make a token appearance. But I really didn’t pay anyone to co...
It wasn’t just her; the staff mbers behind her were also completely bewildered. Are fans nowadays all this well-behaved? Not going wild, not shouting, just quietly coming for autographs and photos? Are we sure these people aren’t scalpers?
"Ahem, Teacher Xu, your fans are... quite... distinctive, huh?" On the way out, one of the production crew mbers, after struggling for a while, finally managed to stamr out.
Xu Qingqiu’s face reddened. She had never imagined her fans could be so... interesting.
Chu Tian, walking behind them, rolled his eyes, utterly speechless internally. He looked at the director in charge of Xu Qingqiu and thought, If you have nothing good to say, then don’t say anything. What do you an her fans are ’quite distinctive’? Okay, they are a bit unusual, but does that sound complintary?
Although this little episode had occurred, it didn’t cause much of a delay. Everyone soon boarded the vehicles arranged by the production team and set off towards their destination.
However, because Chu Tian had brought too much stuff, the sponsor’s car wasn’t a spacious van but a five-seater urban SUV. The excess belongings had to be loaded into another hired car.
Since they needed to start filming in the car, Chu Tian sat in the second vehicle with Yiyi.
He wasn’t sleepy at all, having slept the entire flight. In his past life, he had always been too busy to truly enjoy himself. Earlier in this life, he was either too poor or too lazy to go out. Now that he had the chance, he was determined to make the most of it. For others, it was work, but he was genuinely treating this as a vacation, taking photos of any beautiful scenery he saw out of the window. Eventually, his old phone finally gave out, its storage completely full.
What the heck? I should’ve gotten a new phone sooner! Chu Tian stared at his phone, speechless. Was the original owner trying to save money, or what? The phone wasn’t particularly old or slow, but its storage capacity was small and now utterly insufficient. They were already deep in the mountains, so it was probably too late to buy a new phone, but the scenery outside was just too good to miss.
He thought for a mont and then had an idea.
Up ahead, in the first car, Xu Qingqiu was going through the show’s procedures with the production crew.
"First of all, welco Teacher Xu to our celebrity life variety show, ’Dormitory No. 7’. Do you have any expectations for the upcoming dorm life?"
"Well... I have so expectations, I guess. I hope to make so new friends, then enjoy the scenery, and experience nature a bit..."
Before she could finish, her phone chid with a notification: DING DONG!
Xu Qingqiu picked it up. To her surprise, it was from Chu Tian. I thought sothing was wrong, but it’s a landscape video he shot?!
She pouted, speechless. Just as she was about to type a reply, she noticed the people around her and rembered they were still filming. She quickly put her phone away and apologized.
"No problem. Let’s ignore that take and start again."
"...What are your expectations?"
"Expectations are..."
DING DONG!
...
DING DONG!
A single video from him caused them to re-record the segnt three tis before Xu Qingqiu finally silenced her phone so they could continue.
Once they finally finished recording the material, she impatiently grabbed her phone. Wrinkling her nose, she seethed as she furiously typed:
"Chu Tian!!! What are you doing?"
"What’s wrong? I’m taking videos of the scenery."
"What’s wrong? You’re taking videos, so what? Why are you sending them to ? I’m right in front of you! I can see it myself!"
"Oh, I know. You used to send them to all the ti, so I’m sending them to you now. It’s called reciprocation, get it?"
"You get it? Before, I was sharing them for you to see! Now, I! AM! RIGHT! IN! FRONT! OF! YOU! I can see it! I don’t need you to share!!"
"I know, alright. I’ll stop teasing you. My phone’s out of mory. I’m sending them to you to save for ."
"..."
Save them for ?! Xu Qingqiu felt like her teeth would grind to dust!
She glared at the infuriating lines of text on her phone, growing angrier with each word.
Here I am, working so hard to film the show, even having to do three retakes! How embarrassing! How awkward! What a hassle for everyone else! And you... you just had to do this! Xu Qingqiu made up her mind: she absolutely wouldn’t speak to him for the next three days. He was too infuriating!
Chu Tian was completely unaware that he had inadvertently caused Xu Qingqiu so much trouble, nor did he realize she was angry.
After all, in his mind, silencing one’s phone during filming was basic etiquette. Even if he sent videos, it shouldn’t have been an issue. He had simply forgotten that she was a variety show newbie and hadn’t realized she should mute her phone.
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