Before coming, they made sufficient preparations, and the reporters wrote a series of questions to ask Qin Ye in the memo on their mobile phones, and they worked hard to get first-hand information.

But now the coconuts glared at each other, as if they dared to say one more word and threw them out of the airport.

The reporters were silent in unison, and they didn't dare to say a word more.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw that Qin Ye was already out of sight.

And the coconuts still stood still in an orderly manner.

The reporters were a little confused.

Please, are you here to chase the stars?

Your idol is gone, okay?

Waiting for hours, just for this glimpse, I'm afraid it's not stupid, right?

The ridicule in the eyes of the reporters was almost engraved on the door of their heads.

However, the coconuts are not fooled at all.

Automatically and spontaneously, hundreds of people lined up in several groups as if they were about to be reviewed, led by captains holding colorful small flags, and left the airport in a neat manner.

The reporters were once again bewildered.

However, their minds coconut can guess.

The minds of the coconuts, but they can't understand it at all.

Looking at each other, several reporters from different magazines and different entertainment sections carried their cameras and followed with microphones.

More than ten minutes later, they gathered in a dessert shop.

hat？

After chasing the stars, do you want to team up for dessert?

Is this a new operation in the fan circle?

Before the reporters could digest the long list of colons above their heads, Qin Ye appeared.

"It's been chartered, today, no matter morning or evening, the coconuts who came here can chat, drink coffee and eat desserts, I invite everyone."

A few steps away, the handsome teenager who seemed to have his own spotlight spoke gently, "There are red envelopes for everyone in the WeChat group, everyone has a share, remember to receive it." If you have something, you can Aite me in the group, and I will reply when I see it. So, don't add me as a friend, otherwise, I'll >

"Tomorrow's signing meeting, you can go if you don't have classes and don't have to go to work, you are not allowed to skip classes or ask for leave, you have to be good, huh?"

……

Obviously facing a teenager, but with a few words from the other party, the fan sisters and fans around him all looked nymphomaniac, as if standing opposite was a handsome and golden domineering president.

And the last "um", gentle and spoiling, is just crispy to the bone, okay?

Several reporters finally knew where the teenager's magic came from.

Such a high-quality idol has fanned her, just like a boyfriend and girlfriend, she cares about and spoils her.

Whoever it is, they will support her and follow her without hesitation, right?

Sure enough, after taking a group photo and chatting about the day, when Qin Ye left, no coconut stopped him.

The boys smiled and waved, the girls said goodbye shyly, and the sky over the café seemed to be filled with colorful bubbles.

It's so happy and sweet that I'm about to faint.

The reporter who focuses on idol outfits looked at the high-definition handsome photos taken by the cameraman, drank coffee excitedly, clicked on the keyboard, and wrote a manuscript in a blink of an eye.

The reporter who is committed to discovering the personal charm of fresh meat also has a gain, and he describes what he saw all the way from the airport to the café with a sincere feeling, accompanied by photos of Qin Ye interacting closely with fans, and the manuscript is finished!

Only the reporter who specializes in discovering celebrity lace gossip wants to cry without tears.

Mu has a scandal, Mu has an accident, what should he write?

When I go back, I will definitely be scolded by the editor-in-chief, it's so miserable, woo woo......

Some people in the café are happy and some are sad.

Qin Ye, who had already rushed to the hurricane studio, heard his album for the first time.