The next morning.

Except for Sang Youming and Hu Zhi, everyone else took the bus arranged by the program team to the airport, and the recording of "Meet the Countryside" came to an end.

On the bus, Song Shi also set up a WeChat group face-to-face and pulled all the guests into the group.

Not long after the group was established, Sang Ning received several new messages one after another.

One click, it's all friend verification applications.

Sang Ning replied one by one and agreed, and at the same time noted everyone's names.

Even Chu Xi took the initiative to add her, and originally wanted to refuse, but just as she was about to disagree, Chu Xi turned her head back, pinched her mobile phone and looked at her aggrievedly:

"Teacher Sang Ning, why don't you agree to my friend application?"

"I'm afraid you'll be a demon." Sang Ning glanced at Chu Xi lightly, then lowered her head and nodded in agreement, "Since you like to stick to me so much, then come to my WeChat list to lie down."

Chu Xi: "......"

Sang Ning clicked on Chu Xi's WeChat avatar and changed her name to "Demon Regret".

Hearing the prompt tone, Chu Xi hurriedly lowered his head, and was immediately relieved to see that Sang Ning had already approved her friend request.

She didn't worry about Sang Ning, she was afraid that she would hook up with Shen Yi in the circle of friends, so she had to supervise it all the time.

Chu Xi clicked on Sang Ning's WeChat avatar, the corners of his lips hooked a slight indifferent arc, and his fingers poked and poked on the screen, and modified the name of the note for Sang Ning - "Demon Condensation".

When I arrived at the airport, everyone's next itinerary was different, and the flight they took was different.

Sang Ning and Sang Chuan were the last to depart, for no other reason, the flight at this point, the ticket money was from the program group.

They are so poor now that they can't even afford to pay for their flights.

After getting on the plane, the long-lost system prompt sound came again-

"Ding, host, congratulations, you have accumulated 3 million fans, please keep up the good work~"

Ah, destroy, she's really tired!

There are only 11 months left before the mission, and at this pace, the goal of 100 million fans will not be completed even if the earth is destroyed.

Sang Ning let out a long sigh and collapsed in his chair.

Little Red relies on support, Big Red relies on life!

Can you have a master to calculate for her, does she have the life to become a top-notch?

The plane changed flights halfway, and it was dark before finally arriving in the imperial capital.

Sang Ning was groggy in his sleep, and he was woken up by Sang Chuan while he was still in a free state, and he got off the plane with the large army.

After picking up his luggage in the hall, Sang Ning took Sang Chuan and walked directly to the ordinary exit.

At this time, she didn't realize that danger was coming.

"She's coming! Here she comes! ”

After walking out of the station, a high-pitched voice instantly woke Sang Ning up.

"Don't move, it's dangerous." Sang Ning stopped abruptly, stretched out his hand to block Sang Chuan, and the laziness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Sang Ning didn't know how to describe the current scene, there were dozens of people on the other side, each holding a light sign in his hand that had not been pressed on the switch.

Sang Ning didn't think about the fans who picked up the airport, because there was no excitement and joy in their eyes, and some were just hungry and thirsty.

That's right, it's hunger and thirst, and they look at her like they're looking at a piece of fat.

"Sister, are you causing trouble? How do these people look like they're here to assassinate you. ”

It was also the first time for Sang Chuan to encounter such a big scene, and no matter how much she didn't care, he felt nervous, and subconsciously grabbed the suitcase lever.

Before the person on the other side had the intention of rushing over, Sang Ning turned his head to look at Sang Chuan, and said quietly:

"There are too many people on the other side, it's not clear whether they are friends or foes, I'll count three, two, one, and we'll run together, you know?"

Kuwagawa nodded inexplicably.

As a result, before Sang Ning could start counting, the leader on the opposite side suddenly shouted "open".

Immediately after, the lights in everyone's hands lit up.

It was a "condensation" word formed by the convergence of colorful lights, and there were several flickering flowers and butterflies around the lantern sign.

A lyric suddenly appeared in Sang Ning's mind: I can't fly out, the world of flowers.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, sister, it turned out to be your fan, your fan's support aesthetic is really indescribable!"

Kuwagawa had lost the nervousness he had just now, and laughed out loud.

With the "start" of the leader opposite, the neat and loud slogan instantly floated over the hall.

"For condensation, for condensation, for condensation to hit the wall!"

The slogan was repeated three times, so loud that the dogs around them would stop and look at each other as they passed by.

These people didn't mean to rush over, so they kept standing there and shouting slogans.

Seeing that they were about to shout a second time, Sang Ning hurriedly raised his hand to stop them: "Stop, stop!" Stop shouting! ”

Everyone listened to the command and stopped immediately.

Sang Ning walked over quickly with his suitcase, swept around the crowd, and asked uncertainly, "Are you my fans?" ”

The leading fan pointed to the light sign and said sincerely: "Sister Ning, we are a genuine cohesion." ”

Sang Ning pursed her lips and said indescribably: "Your aesthetics really make me very suspicious of which black fan you sent from the opposite family. ”

"Sister Ning, how beautiful this light sign is, this is the most popular dopamine style nowadays." The leading fan bared his big teeth and winked at Sang Ning.

"It is said that the rice is cooked with steaming, and your support is easy for others to question my aesthetics, and when the time comes, I will not be able to accept the fashion endorsement, and you will be fully responsible." Sang Ning waved his hand helplessly.

The leading fan didn't hear the meaning of blame from Sang Ning's tone, but felt a little doted, and immediately laughed so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and Sang Ning became poor: "Sister Ning, you can fly with confidence, we will carry the pot." ”

Sang Ning smiled, then took out her mobile phone from her pocket and beckoned to the fans: "Let's take a group photo." ”

Fans were confused by Sang Ning's reaction, but they still cooperated with squatting down the moment Sang Ning turned on the front camera.

With a click, Sang Ning pressed the shutter, looked back at the fan after saving the picture, and asked loudly: "Raise your hand underage!" ”

When the words fell, no one raised their hand, and Sang Ning confirmed again: "Are there really no minors?" ”

This time, the fans all laughed out loud, and someone responded loudly to Sang Ning: "Sister Sang, don't worry, the underage fans are busy brushing up on the questions and have no time to deal with you." ”

"Good." Sang Ning hooked her lips and raised her head arrogantly, "Then you group of working dogs don't hurry back to rest, you will be deducted from your salary if you are late for work tomorrow, and I won't have time to take care of you." ”

Sang Ning and the fans went back and forth with each other for a while, and in the end, Sang Ning was afraid that they would affect the order of the airport and forcibly drove people away.

After the fans left, Sang Ning opened the group photo just now, and in order to protect the privacy of the fans, she removed all their faces with mosaic P, and then uploaded them to Weibo, with a text attached-

Fan aesthetic behavior, please do not rise to idols, and I sincerely accept all kinds of fashion business endorsements, and those who are interested in it are private (dog heads).

(End of chapter)