Macau International Airport.

He Xiao and Bao Yuanyuan stood in place, looking curiously at the crowd over there.

In fact, as the first airport built entirely from land reclamation, Macau Airport has a huge annual passenger flow, and the entertainment industry in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan has developed in the early years, so it is not uncommon to see celebrities.

It's nothing more than the size of the coffee table.

And the one in front of him is obviously very big, and almost half of the airport is a sensation.

Among them, some foreigners who flew from abroad also ran to join in the fun, shouting the name of "Juncheng Zhang".

"Good girl, is that really Zhang Juncheng?" Shi Da Hammer's burly body leaned forward slightly, his palm rubbed his chin, and he looked forward with a ♂ squinting expression.

Zhang Juncheng's name as a god of song is too loud, since his debut in an amateur singing contest in Xiangjiang in 84, the popularity has never declined, and he is an old artist who has been popular for half his life, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a superstar.

Now in his fifties, although his hair has gradually turned gray and the traces of time have been revealed, his momentum is still the same as it was back then, and he walks vigorously.

He appeared at the Macau airport, and it is very likely that he also came to participate in the Huading Award.

"This is the demeanor of the god of songs......"

He Xiao looked at the elegant and easy-going Zhang Juncheng not far away, and his mood gradually became excited.

Everyone has idols, and so does he.

Before his debut, Zhang Juncheng was one of his idols, which is a myth in the music world, it is estimated that not only him, but almost all musicians regard Zhang Juncheng as a goal or belief.

At his peak, Zhang Juncheng won the world's highest-selling Chinese singer award at the World Music Awards for two consecutive years, and the album once broke the sales record in Wanwan, which was on par with the singer in the black phone world.

Such a living myth is standing in front of him, and even He Xiao, who is used to seeing big names, can't control it, not to mention the crowd at the airport, so they can understand the grand occasion.

"Let's go over and have a look, too. ”

He Xiao tidied up his clothes and walked towards Zhang Juncheng with the small team.

Although Zhang Juncheng's fans were excited, their quality was very high, standing on both sides in an orderly manner, and they stepped forward to take photos and sign autographs one by one.

This situation is rare, probably because Zhang Juncheng is older, and the fans who like him have already passed the age of establishment, and there are very few hairy boys who have not been involved in the world, most of them have a certain amount of social experience, and their quality has also improved, so they will not be hot-headed like young people.

The scene was a bit noisy at best, but it was manageable.

After He Xiao walked in, he found that Zhang Juncheng was even bigger than he imagined, wearing an all-black short-sleeved shirt, a pair of khaki pants underneath, and a pair of flip-flops with a little tattered corners under his feet, and it was impossible for his whole body to exceed 200 yuan.

If it weren't for the face that I had seen thousands of times on TV, judging from the appearance alone, anyone would think that this was an idle old man.

He just stood there with a smile on his face, and there was no bodyguard with him, and he didn't refuse to accept a group photo and sign autographs.

"Do you want an autograph too?"

After half a ring, the fans gradually retreated, and when they saw He Xiao still standing there, Zhang Juncheng took the initiative to come up and ask.

"That...... Excuse me...... Are you also here to participate in the Huading Award?"

The childhood idol was standing in front of him, He Xiao was a little cramped for a while, he didn't know what to say, he rubbed his palms and asked such a sentence.

As he spoke, he took off his mask, then took out a pen and paper from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"Huh, aren't you laughing?" As a singer, Zhang Juncheng's Mandarin is very good, he said with some surprise.

He Xiao's heart suddenly beat faster, and he said in surprise: "Do you recognize me?"

"Of course, you're so hot, who doesn't know Isabella's champion?" Zhang Juncheng's face was full of folds, he poked out half of his head, patted He Xiao's shoulder and said.

Click.

A flash suddenly lit up in the distance, He Xiao and Zhang Juncheng subconsciously squinted, and saw a paparazzi holding a camera in his hand and running away.

"God of songs, there are paparazzi!" He Xiao exclaimed.

"It's a wooden thing, it's normal to be photographed as an artist. Zhang Juncheng smiled disapprovingly, and said, "Na, pretty boy, meeting is fate, let's go have two cups together?"

Zhang Juncheng is so easy-going, he can't see the superstar shelf at all, he is a person who really separates his career from life, and when he doesn't have a job, he completely treats himself as an ordinary person.

This is also where He Xiao has always admired him, and he is doing it himself.

To put it bluntly, an artist is a profession, not a superior status, not a capital to show off.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the outside of the airport, probably engaged in music, and they talked happily for a while.

Especially after He Xiao told him that he had studied under Lin Yunkai, Zhang Juncheng sighed again and again, and he and Lin Yunkai were also very good friends.

This made He Xiao feel incredible, Lao Lin's connections are really all over the world, and this old guy's energy in the circle is even greater than he imagined.

And just when He Xiao met Zhang Juncheng by chance, the two made friends with each other.

In a corner of the airport, the paparazzi who secretly took the photo was secretly happy in his heart.

There were no other paparazzi squatting at the Macau airport today, so he missed it.

The singer Zhang Juncheng and the most popular singer of the younger generation appeared at the airport at the same time, and they also got to know each other, and it was definitely eye-catching news after the report went out.

After all, one represents the pinnacle of the older generation of music, and the other is the pinnacle of today's music.

When these two meet, they always feel that there is some special significance.

The paparazzi was excited, feeling that he was sure of the traffic of this scoop, and at this time Mei Zizi opened the camera to check the photos he had just taken.

Then his expression froze.

The photo was taken very clearly, but perhaps because of the angle, the expression of the singer Zhang Juncheng collapsed a little.

In the picture, he is leaning forward, his mouth slightly open, and he looks like he wants to speak and stops, which is very funny.

"This ...... Why did the photo collapse?"

The paparazzi looked at the slightly magical photo and fell silent, as a professional paparazzi, he is also a professional photographer, but this photo is obviously substandard.

"Forget it, it's a pity to give up this kind of scoop, so let's send it out and try it. ”

The paparazzi squatted in the corner of the airport and began to edit the press release on their laptops, and released it half an hour later.

From the headlines to Weibo, and then to the news of "He Xiao and Zhang Juncheng appearing at the airport" pushed by the mobile phones of major APPs...... swept the whole network in an instant.

In an instant, netizens exploded.

In the eyes of many people, these two represent the pinnacle of their respective generations, after all, one beat the record sales of all Chinese singers in the same period when he was young, and the other swept many musical geniuses in the world to reach the peak of the Isabella Cup for a hundred years, all of which have made remarkable achievements in their respective fields.

The meeting between the two of them undoubtedly caused a huge storm.

It's just that I don't know why.,The style of painting in the comment area is a little off.。

"He Xiao actually went to Macau!"

"Is it the first time that the master and Zhang Geshen have met?"

"Wait a minute, why do I want to laugh so much at the face of the god of songs?"

"Poof, haha, Zhang Juncheng's photo is so funny!"

"I suddenly had the urge to make Zhang Geshen into a meme. ”

"Look, everyone, I've made one!

“......”

Cheong Chun Seng, who was eating at a tavern near Macau's airport, would not have known that his photo had been made into a meme and would be a source of all evil in the meme world for a long time.

And He Xiao, who was squatting in the bathroom, couldn't help but gasp when he looked at the mobile phone news, could it be that he really has 7 meanings in the dark, whether it is the god of song in the parallel world or the god of song in this world, it is impossible to escape the fate of being made into an emoji, it is really terrifying......