At this mont, waking up doesn’t require much tidying, just freshen up and et with Wei Jingjing.
Last night, after Xia Siyu fell asleep, Bo Yan and Wei Jingjing had already confird the return ti. While buying tickets, Wei Jingjing was relieved: "The first-class tickets are sold out, only a few business class seats were left, luckily I acted fast."
At this ti, there shouldn’t be many people heading to Yancheng from this airport. Wang Ju shoots films and rarely chooses Hengtian Film and Television City—a big director maybe just has this taste, preferring different scenery. The flights from here to Yancheng aren’t very busy either. It’s quite unexpected for the first and business classes to be nearly full early in the morning.
Perhaps there’s so conference, Bo Yan didn’t think much and the group rushed to the airport.
Once at the airport, they’ve checked in and gone through security. Only then Bo Yan roughly understood why the first and business classes were sold out so early in the morning.
Because, there were many paparazzi around, each holding long-lens caras, seemingly wandering around to take pictures of soone.
Bo Yan’s first reaction was, who leaked his or Xia Siyu’s travel itinerary? He looked back at Xia Siyu who was still eating noodles and chewing on a dough stick, and it didn’t quite seem like it. He then looked at Wei Jingjing, who also shook her head.
In the past at Huixing, for promotion, Xia Siyu would often take these airport paparazzi arranged shoots, pre-contacting them and the dia to take photos and post them on marketing accounts. But ever since Xia Siyu set up her own studio, she wasn’t into viral marketing like before, where even a al or a new hairstyle would dominate the trending searches every day. She would only do it during promotion periods and wouldn’t occupy public resources otherwise, these things were seldom done.
Moreover, she had originally booked to return to Yancheng a few days earlier but was called back by Wang Ju for reshoots. Even if she had contacted paparazzi, it would have been prepared yesterday for the return, rather than changing the ti again to this morning.
So what happened, could soone have leaked the information?
Just as she was pondering, a group of paparazzi sward into the restaurant. Xia Siyu saw them and was so startled she coughed twice, quickly turned her back to them, still holding half a dough stick in her mouth.
Damn, can’t even have breakfast in peace. She had heard that the breakfast sold at this airport restaurant was quite good, so she specifically chose not to go to the first-class lounge and ca here to eat. Who knew she’d run into a swarm of paparazzi.
Especially when Xia Siyu suddenly noticed a young man not far from them wearing a black t-shirt, yellow pants, a yellow hat, and a black mask, posing for photos.
Turns out, they weren’t here to photograph her nor were they after Bo Yan, but soone else.
Moreover, one of the paparazzi, in order to get a better shot, moved to their table and even bumped her chair. The person turned back to apologize: "Sorry."
Xia Siyu didn’t even respond, and opposite her, Bo Yan kept his head down, while Wei Jingjing and Little Tang hurriedly put on masks—last ti they were recognized by fans was with Song Fengzhi, now both of them were trending. These paparazzi are sharp, who knows if they’d recognize them?
Luckily, airport als are paid upfront, and before even finishing their al, the group hastily got up to leave. Getting up was fine, only when they stood did they realize that although Xia Siyu and Bo Yan dressed quite low-key, with no luxury single-piece clothes, their height and figures still stood out in the crowd.
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