Soon, the crowd dispersed.

Uncle Luo gently smoothed his hair with his palm, and his slightly scattered hair became neat again. His movements were natural, and the corner of his mouth on his right was slightly raised, giving him a feeling of evil.

If you go to a bar and nightclub, you will be a very bad uncle.

It’s a pity that no one has the heart to appreciate his charm now, and only the opposite sex, the eldest lady, is in front of him.

Zhou Xiaoran was in a low mood. Seeing that everyone in the group was comforting her, she felt indescribable.

She lowered her head and felt very uncomfortable.

First, I felt that I took it for granted and was embarrassing; second, I felt sorry for those who trusted me in this activity; third, the look of Li Xiao just looked at her, like a helpless look at a naughty child.

The last point is what makes her most uncomfortable. Judging from her dressing style today, you can tell that she is a child who likes to dress up as a mature child.

But no matter how mature a child is, he will not be as mature as an adult who has been beaten by society... Uncle Luo saw all this. He did not take the previous condescending words to heart, and smiled kindly and said, "Xiao Ran, let's go, uncle will take you in."

"I don't!" Zhou Xiaoran blocked her mouth, as if she was trying to get angry.

Look, I'm still a child, I like to make trouble... Uncle Luo's smile like a 'bad uncle' was still there, and he was about to continue persuading him, but she took out a ticket and said, "I have a ticket, I'll go in through the main entrance."

Looking at the luxury, not exaggerated, elegant, not arrogant, expensive, and not cheap, Uncle Luo shook his head and laughed, as if he was amused by the little girl's stubbornness.

Only then did he realize that Zhou Xiaoran was riding a Rolls-Royce.

In order to mature, a little girl even went out on a Rolls-Royce.

"The meeting is about to begin. Go back and check the audio equipment and lighting equipment again. Also, keep in touch with the live broadcast team at any time. This meeting must be foolproof. By the way, remember to tell the director that the sign of Xintiandi must be photographed brightly and honestly for me." Luo Yang walked back while instructing his subordinates.

...

Backstage, makeup room.

"Putting me a simple makeup is enough to be photographed." Li Xiao said to the makeup artist.

The makeup team was invited. Li Xiao felt helpless when the makeup artist was facing his slightly excited hands. At the same time, he also remembered that he had been in the entertainment industry for so long, but the team was not yet perfect.

Li Xiao’s team only has one agent, a living assistant, and a public relations assistant.

Generally, with some artists of a little level, the working team starts at least ten people.

And Li Xiao, no makeup artist, stylist, bodyguard and driver.

Now it seems that it is necessary to have a makeup artist who is familiar with his own makeup needs.

There is no need for a stylist. He has his own dressing style and does not need to cater to any fashion trends.

On the contrary, he is leading the trend. Whether it is private servers or performance costumes, many people have modeled him, and even his costume styles on the stage are imitated by artists.

Bodyguards are also needed. When you have a job, you still need a bodyguard to maintain order. Drivers also need it. You can’t let Xiaoling drive all the time when you work.

Li Xiao thought to himself that the makeup artist soon put on makeup.

The makeup just makes the skin brighter, and overall there is no big change. This makeup will look more three-dimensional when broadcasting live, otherwise Li Xiao would be too lazy to put on makeup.

"This dressing room is quite big, the mirror tables are all carved, it seems that it took a lot of thought." Li Xiao had time to observe and commented casually.

This powder room integrates a lounge with artwork hanging on the walls, and the space is large and spacious.

It's really good to have big ones, although it's not very necessary for artists like Li Xiao, including him, who have only four of them in total.

However, the mirrors on the dressing table are exquisitely carved, so there is no need.

Yu Cai, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looked at his watch and said, "The meeting is about to begin. You didn't invite friends to come this time. If you want to go to the bathroom, go to the stage quickly. If you go to the stage later, you will be in trouble again."

"Ah?" Li Xiao was stunned for a moment. Why didn't he expect this?

During the three-hour meeting, you must always interact with fans. You need to drink water when you speak, and you need to go to the toilet when you drink water. This is a causal relationship for a young person with normal metabolism.

This time, Li Xiao just brought a few people from the dance troupe, and there was not even a host.

He was so scared that he quickly went to the bathroom. After more than a minute, he took a tissue and wiped the water stains on his hands, walked out and said, "Sister Cai, I think our team is going to add people? I think the makeup artists all seem to be needed."

"Haha." Yu Cai sneered and said, "I thought you were different and could do anything by yourself."

Yu Cai had told Li Xiao before, a makeup artist, a stylist, and even a nutritionist, but he refused and said that he didn't need anything.

Li Xiao's face remained unchanged, not at all embarrassed. "I just felt that it was good to need a makeup artist who was familiar with me, and at least it would save some time."

He continued: "As for stylists, I don't need it. My mother will help me design important occasions, and the bodyguards and drivers will also look for it. It should be very necessary when working."

Yu Cai no longer mocked him, thought for a while, and said, "I can find all these, but are you sure you really want to hire a bodyguard? Not that I said, you don't have many opportunities to work, and you don't need to bring your own personal bodyguard when recording shows or filming."

The driver can do it. After all, even if you are filming, you can take a nanny car back to the hotel to rest after work.

If you record a program or film a movie, you will directly join the entire security team, and private bodyguards are also dispensable.

Of course, if Li Xiao is worried that he will easily be beaten for no reason because he is too handsome, it is indeed necessary to hire a few personal bodyguards.

"Well... I feel that it is still needed. There are too many fans, so it is not safe." Yu Cai thought about it carefully and then said, "It's still safe."

For example, in today's occasion, if there are too many fans in a situation where they are surrounded, they can feel safer if they have the bodyguard they hired by their side.

Li Xiao nodded. Recruiting a bodyguard is not to hire a personal bodyguard or a personal bodyguard, but to contact the bodyguard team in advance every time you attend an event.

He flattered, "It's worthy of being Sister Cai. Not only is the matter handled in an orderly manner and prepared for the future, but he is also a strong connection. I, a little artist, only need to make a request to you."

Yu Cai raised his eyes and looked at him, and said lightly: "Shut up."

...

On the other side, the main gate of Xintiandi.

There is a huge banner at the main entrance with the words "Li Xiao's fan meeting" and a photo of Li Xiao singing on the stage with a microphone.

There was a long queue at the entrance ticket office.

There are five ticket gates in total, and four of them are opened in one go.

As for fans with tickets, there are only less than 800 less than 900 people.

According to the largest calculation, 900 people line up in four lines. Seeing such a team in the school cafeteria may feel that many people may even feel that life is suffering and hunger is frequent.

But this is a fan meeting. There are really fewer teams of people and length.

Of course, there are also some Internet celebrities or young artists who are overestimating their abilities to hold fan meetings or concerts, and there have been scenes with fewer people than they are now.

However, there is absolutely no artist who can support outside more than line up.

Tens of thousands of fans were waiting at the main entrance, looking at the people waiting for the ticket check with some envy.

Damn, so angry!

I have never been so angry when I saw the Great Demon King's concert... Isn't it just money, why don't I spend it for us...

This is the idea of ​​almost all fans on the scene. They can still see the concerts they want to watch even if they can’t get tickets and pay some money.

But here, no matter whether you have money or not, you can’t grab it.

They came here to wait to see if they could see Li Xiao... and then scolded him.

"Hey, brother, we have money, you don't need to give us free tickets!"

At the ticket checkout, the queues of four passages were relatively well-proportioned. The fans in line looked at so many eager people outside, and felt an indescribable pleasure, just like when I was in elementary school, I got the only few certificates of Sanhao students in a class.

But they are more restrained in their happiness.

Because I'm afraid of being beaten...

At this time, two minutes before the ticket check, a girl wearing a fisherman's hat, large sunglasses and a mask, but outstanding temperament and good figure, and a cool girl wearing a baseball hat and dressed in work style, holding milk tea and other snacks in her hands, chatting and laughing, slowly walked over and lined up behind the line.

"Ahhhh, it's so hateful. I dared to come so late after I got the ticket!!!"

"After seeing that they were fake fans, they didn't feel any anticipation at all!"

"I'm so angry. I'm already angry. I feel even more unbalanced when I see these two people."

"The girl wearing a mask has a good temperament, a good figure, and a girl wearing a baseball cap looks so cool."

Looking at the two girls who were slowly present at the last moment, the fans who had no tickets were filled with blood in their hearts and were indignant.

And these two girls are Fang Bianmian and Sun Yuxin.

After the two of them parked their cars, they immediately looked for a place to buy food. Their mentality was different, so they were naturally not as eager as other fans.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. Didn't you say you were traveling to Sakura Country? Why did you suddenly get the ticket to my Li Xiao?" Fang Bianmei asked.

Sun Xiaoyu straightened her hat. There were many people here, and she didn't get any words to tease her. She replied, "Yes, the Sakura Country where my cousin and I went to Sakura Country. She is a fan of Li Xiao. She helped me answer the questions and let me draw together, but she failed, and I won the game hahaha."

Speaking of this, she remembered her cousin's expression full of resentment, and her expression of confusion and anger when she urged her to return to China to attend the meeting quickly, and she immediately became happy.

After hearing her tell the general situation, Fang Bianmeng smiled and felt sorry for her cousin.

She smiled and said, "Your cousin is probably so depressed. You really listen to her and ran back alone. There is no need to interrupt your itinerary to see a meeting."

Sun Yuxin hugged her arm intimately, "I'm not for the meeting, I'm for the meeting, I'm for the meeting, there's nothing fun in Sakura Country, I might as well come to the capital to play with you!"

"Give me back Li Xiao, bah, two fake fans." The two girls behind were not only late, but also disregarded the meeting. Zhou Xiaoran said in his heart that it was definitely not because the bodyguard was not around, so he didn't speak out.

She has something more important to find her elder sister!

Although the tickets invited were in the front row, if the eldest sister came, she would definitely recognize her hateful appearance, but she wanted to use her keen eyes to see through the mysterious eldest sister's head.

The one seemed arrogant and cold... The ticket check began, Zhou Xiaoran looked at the girl standing in front of her left as she walked forward.
To be continued...