"Forget it. Didn't you just say that you should go to dinner, so don't waste your time." Song Yurong hesitated for a moment and shook her head quickly.
She really wanted to ask An Lu for an autograph, after all, the other party was the only artist she liked, but when she thought of Su Tie, she finally gave up this idea.
In her opinion, if she and Wang Xun pass by now, they will definitely put great pressure on Cyprus.
If it were someone else, she wouldn't take it seriously, but Su Tie finally saved her. Even if she didn't like her, she still didn't want the other party to fall into an embarrassing situation.
But Wang Xun refused to give up and hurriedly said, "How can that be done? I finally came here. If even this wish can't satisfy you, how can I meet people in the future?"
"But……"
"Okay, it will take no more than half an hour at most. When we see An Lu, we can still have dinner with your brother and the others." Wang Xun raised his hand to interrupt Song Yurong's words.
Then, without waiting for Song Yurong to respond, he stood up and walked out of the venue.
Seeing this, Song Yurong couldn't say anything more, so she had to quickly pick up her belongings and follow Wang Xun.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at the back door of the venue.
According to convention, artists usually leave here after the performance, so at this time, people are already gathered in front of the small door.
Seeing the crowds in front of him, Song Yurong shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that she can only look at An Lu from a distance."
"There is no way. After all, she is the most popular among young female artists in China. It is normal to have such a number of fans." Wang Xun nodded in response with a smile.
As he said, he glanced around and sighed: "But then again, I accompanied the president of a small country in West Asia a few years ago, and there was no such situation."
"Do you still know the president?" Song Yurong's face changed when she heard Wang Xun's words.
He knew that Wang Xun's family was very strong, but he still didn't expect that it was so powerful that even such a person could be seen.
You know, even if it is just the president of those small countries, it is an existence that she will never be able to reach in her life.
Seeing Song Yurong's envious expression, a hint of pride flashed inadvertently across the corner of Wang Xun's mouth.
In fact, it has been five or six years since he accompanied the president of that small country, and he was just a small supporting role at that time. When he said this, he wanted to show off in front of Song Yurong. Now, seeing the other party's admiration expression, he felt real.
Very proud.
In his opinion, if this situation continues, Song Yurong will take the initiative to climb onto his bed in a few days.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Song Yurong again, looking at the other party's sexy and energetic body, and felt a little impulsive.
However, on the surface, he did not show it, but waved his hand and said modestly: "Actually, it's all a thing from the past, it's really not worth mentioning."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the crowd at the exit again, and smiled faintly: "By the way, An Lu's agency Tianhua Entertainment also has a few friends in it, and now they are all in the middle and senior management.
Don't let me ask them to help you get an Anlu's signature photo."
"Is it really possible?" Song Yurong couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked at Wang Xun with some excitement.
Although she has always regarded herself as a strong woman and is obsessed with her career all day long, she is only in her twenties after all. Even if she controls herself and rarely comes into contact with those hobbies of her peers, it does not mean that she is not interested.
For example, she is naturally inevitable.
Especially for a female artist like An Lu, who is perfect in all aspects, she really likes it very much. She was naturally very excited to find out that she could get an autographed photo of the other party.
After a moment of pondering, she suddenly remembered another thing and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Wang, can you ask your friend to make two for me?"
"This... is probably a bit difficult. I believe you know that An Lu has never sent anyone a signature photo..." Wang Xunru did it?ωωw.
Without waiting for Song Yurong to respond, he waved his hand and smiled, "But since you want it, I certainly have to find a way to work hard and strive for you to get there."
"Mr. Wang, thank you so much." After hearing Wang Xun's agreement, Song Yurong almost jumped up excitedly.
She just insisted on giving the ticket to Wang Xun, which made Song Bingyan unable to watch the performance. Although she always emphasized that the other party deserved it, she was still somewhat disgusted. If she could ask for an autograph photo for the other party, she might be able to compensate for one or two.
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Wang Xun didn't know what Song Yurong was thinking, but secretly thought in his mind that the two signature photos would probably cost him a lot.
However, when he thought of completely taking down an intellectual beauty like Song Yurong, he felt much more comfortable.
To put it bluntly, you can make money when you lose money, but it is difficult to meet such a beauty when you lose it.
After a pause, Wang Xuncai hurriedly said, "Yurong, judging from this posture, I'm afraid I can't see An Lu anymore. Why don't we go to have a meal first."
"Yurong, I've found you. I didn't say I met in the East District just now, why are you here?" Before Song Yurong could respond, an urgent voice suddenly came from behind the two.
Turning around, he saw that it was Song Bingyan who walked quickly towards the two of them.
Looking at Song Bingyan's sweating, Song Yurong couldn't help but frown, and then replied: "After An Lu's performance is over, why are she leaving here and going to the East District to do?"
"There are too many fans here, and An Lu is not convenient for us to meet, so she specially arranged it to the east district." Song Bingyan replied hurriedly.
"What did you say? An Lu arranged to meet us in the East District?" Song Yurong thought she had heard it wrong, and looked at Song Bingyan in surprise.
After hesitating for a while, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, are you crazy? An Lu is the most popular female artist at present. How could she meet us alone?"
"That's right, as far as I know, An Lu has always had a very high vision. Even those giant business crocodiles in Yanjing would not meet them alone. How could they meet us alone?" Wang Xun shook his head repeatedly.
"My mind is not bad. Mr. Su helped me make an appointment. It's right in the east district." Song Bingyan was still feeling at this time and was excited to get close to An Lu, so he didn't care much about Wang Xun and Song Yurong's doubts.
Just when Wang Xun heard what he said, he almost laughed out loud.
Even when someone sees him, he feels too much pressure and wants to hide from his country bumpkins everywhere. Being able to help them meet An Lu alone is simply a big joke.
Song Yurong frowned even more and said impatiently: "Brother, stop making trouble. What a person An Lu is? How could she meet you alone? It must be Mr. Su who is joking with you."
After saying that, she turned to look at Wang Xun and hurriedly said, "Mr. Wang, it's already very late, so we should not delay any more, go for a meal."