Chapter 33: The Queen of Heaven Descends

"Bang ......"

The hurried knock on the door woke Zhang Fan from his sleep, and when he looked at the time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Who?"

"I, Xiaoying, sister, hurry up, Leng Yuefei is coming soon. ā€

Zhao Ying's words were full of excitement, Zhang Fan quickly tidied himself up and opened the door, and Zhao Ying stood at the door with an excited face.

"Sister, hurry up, there are a lot of reporters below, I haven't seen Leng Yuefei in real person, Sister Yiyi, what kind of person do you say Leng Yuefei is?

Zhao Ying pulled Zhang Fan up and walked downstairs, and her delicate little hands made Zhang Fan feel comfortable for a while.

"Slow down, haven't people come yet? Besides, what's so nice about a woman? ā€

Zhang Fan said depressedly, he really can't understand the star chasers, even if he is a little star now, he can't understand it.

"Sister, the queen of heaven, super first-line, we only have a few super first-line in Huaxia, nine, there are so many artists in our Huaxia, only nine super first-line. Hey, if only I were so popular. ā€

Zhao Ying's small eyes were full of envy, Zhang Fan looked at Zhao Ying helplessly, and the two of them were in the hotel hall quickly.

When he came to the hall, Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a breath. It's a spectacular formation. The entire hall was full of people standing outside, densely packed with human heads, and it was impossible to see the outside clearly.

The two teams of armed police formed a human wall to separate the crowd and form a passage through which vehicles could pass. Zhang Fan looked into the distance and found that there were snipers with loaded guns guarding the building in the distance, and Zhang Fan's eyes widened when he saw this formation.

Is this a star? Is this really what a star can have? Armed policemen with loaded guns, when did artists have this qualification? This is a position that only national leaders can have.

Just when Zhang Fan was stunned, a huge convoy came from a distance. Leading the way are two violently modified Cadillac Escalades, black full-size SUVs that look like beasts.

The car behind the Escalade made Zhang Fan's eyes widen, the beast, the beast of Cadillac, the car of the president of the United States.

"This ......"

Zhang Fan felt that his worldview had been completely subverted.

The convoy came slowly, and when they saw the convoy coming in, the fans went crazy.

"Yuefei, Yuefei"

"Yuefei I love you"

"I love you"

"Long Live Fifi"

The earth-shattering shouts seemed to poke a hole in the sky. The motorcade stopped in front of the hotel amid the cheers of fans.

Among the several off-road vehicles in front and behind, the first bodyguards wearing suits and headsets came down, these people looked around in an orderly manner, and the last few bodyguards surrounded the back door of the beast around the human wall, and only opened the door after making sure it was safe.

The first to step out of the car was a foot wearing black high heels, with fair skin, red nail polish that looked a little naughty, the foot was not big, it looked very delicate, and it was not at all described as Qianqian's jade feet.

Then there is a pair of slender legs, although they are wrapped in jeans, but they still can't hide the charm of these legs, which are at least one meter and two long, standard long legs.

In the cheers of everyone, Leng Yuefei got out of the car with a faint smile on her face.

When he saw this face, Zhang Fan was shocked, and a word came to his mind: Alluring the country and the city.

This is a woman who is perfect to the extreme, with a perfect body, perfect looks, and perfect temperament. Perfect, perfect and even a little unreal.

Zhang Fan's women's clothes are very beautiful, but I have to admit that even when I was wearing women's clothes, there was a big gap between me and Leng Yuefei, especially Leng Yuefei's temperament that did not eat the fireworks of the world was even more incomparable to Zhang Fan.

Leng Yuefei smiled and waved her hand to the others, and finally entered the hotel under the protection of the bodyguards, and then the entire hotel was under martial law, and there were armed police standing guard everywhere.

"A star, is it necessary to have such a big formation?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but mutter.

"Of course you have, Sister Yiyi, you won't know about Sister Yuefei, right?"

Zhao Ying looked at Zhang Fan with the eyes of a Martian.

"I don't usually pay attention to the entertainment industry. ā€

Zhang Fan said softly, Zhang Fan really doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry in this world, and he only knows a little about it.

"No wonder, Sister Yiyi, let me tell you, this formation is not exaggerated at all. Since Sister Yiyi's debut, Sister Yiyi has been constantly threatened, and even suffered several assassinations. ā€

Zhao Ying began to make up for Zhang Fan's story of Leng Yuefei. When Zhao Ying finished speaking, Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

Legend, Leng Yuefei's story, is simply a legend.

At the age of eighteen, he made his debut in the music world out of thin air, and swept everything in the singing circle with his perfect voice. Ten years ago, Leng Yuefei continued to set records and dominate the music scene.

Her fame is not only resounding in China, but also in the whole of Southeast Asia. She is also a charity ambassador for the Asian Red Cross and a diplomatic ambassador for China to Southeast Asian countries.

It can be said that Leng Yuefei has moved away from the level of a simple artist and upgraded to the level of a national business card. Leng Yuefei's songs have even become an important link of cultural exchanges between China and some Southeast Asian countries.

It is precisely because of this relationship that Leng Yuefei is jealous. There are many organizations that want to assassinate Leng Yuefei and destroy the relationship between Huaxia and those countries.

Over the years, Huaxia has reaped a lot of benefits with Leng Yuefei's card. Because of Leng Yuefei, the cultural exchanges between China and those countries have been deepened. Because of Leng Yuefei, young people from many countries are willing to sincerely understand and contact China.

"No wonder ......"

Zhang Fan has respect in his eyes, a star artist can do this, and he is definitely worthy of respect. This reminded Zhang Fan of Teresa Teng, the queen of another world.

"I really want an autograph. It's a pity we couldn't get into the ninth floor. ā€

Zhao Ying pouted, big coffee has the treatment of big coffee. This hotel was chartered by Shonan TV. And the most upscale ninth floor lives four big-name judges.

Zhao Ying and the other seeded players are not qualified to enter the ninth floor at all.

"Okay, don't look at it. Everyone is gone, and there will be an opportunity to sign autographs in the future. ā€

Zhang Fan waved his hand in front of Zhao Ying and pulled Zhao Ying back from his daze.

"Also, with our strength, we will definitely go all the way to PK. ā€

Zhao Ying waved her little fist, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and Zhao Ying returned to her room.

Tomorrow the recording will begin, and they will make final preparations. It is precisely the game that is very cruel, and half of it has to be brushed off in the first round, and such a cruel rule makes everyone pay attention to it.

They don't want to be brushed off in the first round, they know that if they stay on this stage for one more round, their fame will be greater. On such a stage, you don't have to win the championship to win.

Zhang Fan locked himself in his room and began to practice the songs he needed to sing when he recorded and broadcast, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. A new battle is about to start, and Zhang Fan is already a little hungry and thirsty.