Ling Wenxuan got off the plane, got out of the airport, and got into the car. All the way, Yun'er kept saying next to him: "Oba, give me a cute one!" ”

"......" Ling Wenxuan's head is black, what kind of sin is this he doing. He couldn't understand why he woke up and said that to Yuli.

"Oba, be a coquette~" Yun'er's voice was a little coquettish with Ling Wenxuan's talent.

"Oba, sell a cute~" Yuna attacked twice in a row.

"Oba ......" Yuna prepares for the third round of attack.

Yu Li laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and Ling Wenxuan's embarrassed and depressed appearance was too funny.

"Ahhh......h Leaving Yoona laughing, and Yori rubbing her belly. Jiang Meixian and Liao Kaixing, who shook their heads helplessly.

Ling Wenxuan suddenly wanted to be fat, this guy was always his own sarcasm, and the ability to mock him as a fat man was never enough.

Thinking of the fat man, Ling Wenxuan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he hadn't been to see him for some days. Looking at the time, it was more than twenty-two o'clock, well, in terms of the character of a fat night owl, calling him now would definitely come out.

Ling Wenxuan took out his mobile phone to call the fat man.

"Three, two, one......" Ling Wenxuan silently counted three numbers. Suddenly remove the phone from your ears.

"Bastard, little mosquito, you finally know you're looking for me, don't you? It's amazing to be a star, right, you haven't called me for so long. You're really capable, you're powerful enough. If you're famous, you've forgotten about the chaff wife, haven't you? Phew, I'm not the wife of chaff. Brothers, you have forgotten whether it is or not. Bastard, let's talk about it, is there something to ask brother for me, if so, get out of here, brother, I don't have that spare time to do things for you for millions of dollars per second. If you want to eat, it's easy to say, my card number is...... Just punch me in, and I won't go out. Tired and panicked. As for how much to fight, if you, a big star, are not afraid of losing face, just give me double-digit money. ”

"You have to remember, you are a big star, are you embarrassed to call me if you are below ninety-ninety-eight? I'm embarrassed to call me, and I'm too embarrassed to accept it! It's best to be ninety-nine-nine-eight, get it? Hey, hey? Hey, hey, hey? The fat man said a lot, but he didn't hear the slightest response from Ling Wenxuan, and shouted.

Ling Wenxuan counted thirty seconds before putting the phone to his ear: "Hey, chatter, come out and play." ”

"Hey, little mosquito, why did you change the topic so quickly?" The fat fox asked, "Didn't you listen to me again?" ”

"Huh? What did you just say? Ling Wenxuan asked, what did the fat man say just now? He didn't seem to hear it.

"......" The fat man was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly roared, "Report the address, the killing intent has been decided." ”

"......" Ling Wenxuan laughed and reported the address.

It was already past ten o'clock, and the crowd on the street was gradually bustling. Ling Wenxuan found a remote corner and leaned against the corner, he was famous now, and it was different from before. In the past, such people used to enter at will if they wanted to, but now they can't. Once you enter the ironclad, it will trigger onlookers.

Although Ling Wenxuan's popularity is not particularly high, his popularity is extremely high, especially in Changsha. Popularity and popularity are two similar but different concepts, popularity is just popularity, which refers to how well you are known, but popularity is your real fan base.

Ling Wenxuan's outstanding performance in the "Betrayal Alliance" gave him popularity, and as the "Betrayal Alliance" became more and more popular, his popularity increased. To put it in layman's terms, the face is familiar. And if he fell in love with Ling Wenxuan because of the "Betrayal Alliance", he became a fan of Ling Wenxuan and joined his official fan group. Then that's his popularity.

After waiting for a long time, a car stopped next to Ling Wenxuan, and the style of the car was the same car that the fat man used to carry Ling Wenxuan last time.

"Get in the car, brother, I'll kill you." The fat man said viciously.

Ling Wenxuan glanced at the tires before he relaxed and opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.

"Hey, little mosquito, did you just look at the tires?" Although the fat man's eyes were squinted, it didn't mean that his eyesight was poor, he could see Ling Wenxuan's eyes very clearly.

Ling Wenxuan coughed lightly: "Fatty, you have to understand, your tonnage...... Of course, I have to observe and make sure I'm safe when I get into your car. ”

"......" The fat man rolled his eyes, and then said viciously: "When I have money, I'll buy a Hummer and see what else you can say." ”

"Then we have to hurry." Ling Wenxuan glanced at the car, "If it's any longer, this car will fall apart." ”

"Fuck off." The fat man scolded with a smile.

"I'm wondering if I'll dare to sit in this car next time, if it falls apart halfway through, it'll be over." Ling Wenwen said with a smile.

"Don't worry." The fat man smiled evilly, "I'll call you when I think he's about to fall apart." Let you experience the feeling of flying. ”

After the two teased each other for a while, the fat man said, "Little mosquito, congratulations." Although I congratulated him on the phone, I still have to congratulate him again in person. ”

The fat man naturally refers to the fact that Ling Wenxuan's two major music centers won the championship.

Ling Wenxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "These two championships are not my real ability. ”

"Can't count?" The fat man wondered, "Why can't it be counted?" Aren't you doing very well? ”

Ling Wenxuan shook his head: "I'm not referring to this aspect, but to the popularity vote." ”

Speaking of this fat man, he suddenly realized, and asked with some questions: "Speaking of popularity, I see that you have only just started to enter this circle for a short time, but the popularity has risen inexplicably twice to a level not like that of a newcomer like you." At the time, I thought it was very strange, did you get chicken blood or something. But the chicken blood is also on you, and it has nothing to do with those fans, why did they vote for you so much. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Wenxuan laughed: "This, I have to talk about my agency, eh, no, it should be my studio." Well, that's not right, I think it's my home. ”

"Home?" The fat man's narrowed eyes flickered, he had known Ling Wenxuan for so long, and such praise from the family could really be called the highest evaluation.

"Hmm. It should be home. A warm smile appeared on Ling Wenxuan's face. The people in Tianwang Studio made him feel a warm feeling, a comfortable feeling, and an unprecedented sense of belonging every time he returned to the studio. It is a special feeling other than a real home.

"That's your current agency?" The fat man still didn't know about this and asked. Ling Wenxuan's praise made him want to know more about this studio, ah no, what is home like.

Ling Wenxuan nodded.

"There, it's a home of dreams. They are the people who are determined to fight for their dreams. Like me, even if I have sunk and been confused, I still insist on this seemingly impossible road to the end. That kind of persistence is what I appreciate the most, recognize and love the most. Ling Wenxuan talked about the Heavenly King Studio, and a smile appeared on his face.

The fat man groaned, he didn't know what was going on in the Heavenly King's Studio, but he knew Ling Wenxuan very well, Ling Wenxuan was a person who paid great attention to the character of others when making friends. It is really not easy for Ling Wenxuan to be so highly respected. In other words, they are really like what Ling Wenxuan said, a group of young people who are for their dreams.

"It's a dream place, and I've never seen the studio as a profit-making organization. It was an insult to them, an insult to dreams. Ling Wenxuan said, "What we do is for the dream, for the noble and holy dream." ”

Speaking of the word dream, Ling Wenxuan's face revealed the innocence of a child, just like children who don't know the world say that their dream is to fly into the blue sky. So convinced, so convinced......

The fat man didn't speak, listening to what Ling Wenxuan said.

"I have always felt that we can come together because of the guidance of dreams, the same unattainable dreams, the same meaningless persistence, the same ununderstood promises." The word dream is a sacred existence in Ling Wenxuan's heart, in the hearts of Tianwang Studio and others.

"Do you know what their dreams are?" Ling Wenxuan asked the fat man.

"What?" The fat man asked, he was interested in these people in Ling Wenxuan's mouth.

"Their goal was to be even greater than me, and I just wanted to be at the top of my musical path. And what they want is to assist a talented person to embark on a path that ordinary people would never dare to think of in eight lifetimes, the path called the 'First Day King'......" Ling Wenxuan's eyes lit up.

"'The First Day King'?" Hearing these four words, the fat man was slightly moved, what kind of group of people have such ambitions?

"That's right, the 'First Heavenly King', the 'First Heavenly King' who is above all the Heavenly Kings. The 'King of the First Day' that no one can match. Ling Wenxuan showed a hint of pride, "Whether it is music, film or television, all aspects are the 'first day king' who stands at the peak and looks down on the world." ”

"This ......" The fat man opened his mouth, as Ling Wenxuan said, it seemed to outsiders to be an unattainable dream. I'm afraid that many people even have the courage to say it, but it is completely impossible to do this. However, the fat man found that he had some expectations in his heart. Others may not be possible, but Ling Wenxuan ......

"Are you the one they're looking for?" The fat man asked.

"Not bad." Ling Wenxuan nodded, "They often say that I have fulfilled their dreams, but in my opinion, they actually made my dreams come true. ”

After speaking, Ling Wenxuan shook his head again: "No, it is the dream that has made the dream of both of us." ”

Ling Wenxuan nodded, that's right, that's the answer. It's the dream that makes the dream come true.

"The dream has come true...... the fat man muttered.

"They were always helping me, but I didn't do anything for them. I felt guilty, and I thought about it for a long time, and I only followed their help in this way is the best reward for them, isn't it? ”