Ning Zhilia smiled, "The young and handsome guy who debuted in the talent show has a lot of fans, but they are all elementary school students. He seems to be peeking at you all the time."

Su Nan pursed her lips helplessly and brushed her hair, "I have no interest in primary school idols, I like elderly artists."

Su Qi caught up from behind, "I want to know what you are talking about..."

Su Nan and Ning Zhilia walked silently.

No one paid attention to it.

The male artist walked in front of them and before he reached the door, he put on sunglasses and a mask, for fear that others would recognize him.

He took out his cell phone and told him, "Are the bodyguards ready? Don't let someone touch me, I have a cleanliness obsession!"

Su Nan and Ning Zhiliao looked at each other, smiled, tacitly informed.

They think this man is just a waste of time because his fans are all elementary school students. Do elementary school students come here to pick them up if they don’t go to school?

The male artist was ready. As soon as the person in front opened the door, he took a deep breath, put on a black baseball cap, and hurried out with his head down.

He looks like he is afraid that others will recognize him, but he is afraid that others will not recognize him.

But what they didn't expect was.

There are so many bodyguards that male artists have sought. They have surrounded him in a circle, so even a mosquito cannot fly in.

However, there is not a single fan to pick up the plane!

There is not even a sign-up!

This is a bit embarrassing. Su Nan is secretly shocked. Look, elementary school students should be more important in their studies!

The male artist also felt a little desolate, but the reporters who came afterwards were inspiring.

He took a photo at the 360-degree side of his front and back, and then finished work.

The male artist couldn't help but take off his mask.

"Where are fans?"

When the reporter saw that he was not a big newspaper reporter, he smiled, "You don't know the market outside. One fan is 70 yuan per person, and ten people are 500 yuan. The fees your agent gives are only enough for us to take photos except renting a bodyguard."

The male artist's face became ugly.

After the reporter finished speaking, he answered a call, his face changed slightly, and then he called his colleagues behind:

"Su Nan is here, get ready--"

Su Nan and Ning Zhilai have been watching the show, but they didn't expect to see themselves in the end.

Their eyes instantly stared at Su Nan.

Su Nan didn't have a mask, sunglasses and hat, and she was a little panicked for a moment.

Fortunately, Su Qi had seen the world and took a mask and handed it over.

Before Su Nan took it, Su Qi put it on Ning Zhiliao.

"I know you don't want to show up in public, and I will feel wronged for a few minutes to be my assistant."

Su Nan, who was beside him, looked confused: "..."

What a dear brother?

The next second, Su Qi turned his head and showed an evil smile. He put one hand on Su Nan's shoulder and pushed her out.

A quiet opening:

"Don't blame me, your brother has been single for so many years, and it's not easy for me to feel wronged!"

If the reporter hadn't been in front of her, she would have really wanted to roll her eyes.

"Su Nan, it's really Su Nan, Su Qi's movie emperor, my God, what kind of benefits is this?"

"Mr. Su, are you going abroad with King Su?"

"The brother and sister look like they have a good relationship..."

Su Nan felt bitter: No, it was not good at all!

She kept a proud smile and stood there gracefully and calmly. Su Qi seemed to feel too guilty, covering her eyes with one hand so that the flashing light would not shake her.

Su Qi smiled calmly and evilly, "Everyone, my sister is a little tired from flying. Please feel sorry for her for me. Please let me know..."

As he said that, he held her in his arms and walked forward with him...
Chapter completed!