Volume 6 Flying Dragons Under Heaven 23 Bodyguards
Volume 6 The Flying Dragon in the Sky (Part 2) 23 Personal Bodyguard
But Hanzi discovered that these fans were quiet at this time, but everyone's eyes were full of expectations, and they were all anxiously waiting for the arrival of the goddess in their hearts.
Hanzi shook his head secretly and thought: "She is also my goddess, why am I not as obsessed as they are? Alas, I have to stay up late at night and come here early in the morning just to take a look at her.
I don't think I have such spirit yet." To these people, all he could say was admiration.
He carefully observed the surroundings and found that in addition to all the security guards at the airport, armed police and public security forces were also deployed to maintain public order. With his natural acumen and insight, he discovered that there were still many secrets.
The power of protection is active all around. It seems that although they know that they will be relatively safe at home, they dare not relax.
At 5:18, a luxury sedan was surrounded by a Lincoln, two Hongqi, two BMWs, three off-road vehicles and four Mercedes-Benz vehicles. Traffic police and public security vehicles cleared the way in front and protected behind them.
Driving into the airport.
As soon as they saw the motorcade approaching from a distance, the fans began to cheer wildly.
"Zixia, Zixia..."
"Zixia, we love you..."
The cheers came one after another, wild but not chaotic. It seemed that these people were members of Zixia's fan club and support group. Although the crowd was passionate, it would not cause a chaotic scene. This also made Hanzi and the protector responsible for closing down the scene secretly relax.
Take a breath.
"Zixia, we are finally going to meet again." Hanzi murmured, feeling a little excited as he watched the luxury car driving closer and closer. Perhaps affected by the fierce atmosphere outside the airport, Hanzi murmured.
As the RV slowly stopped in the wide square outside the airport, the cheers of the fans were once raised to the limit. The girls cheered crisply, and the boys cheered loudly or hoarsely.
One after another, intertwined, like a wave of joy coming from heaven, it instantly sounded from the square outside the airport, flying towards the sky like thunder, making the lonely morning sky of BJ City suddenly lively.
stand up.
When Zixia, who was dressed in snow-white velvet and looked like a fairy, slowly walked out of the RV accompanied by the staff, the fans' emotions were raised to the highest point. Some excited fans began to ignore the airport security personnel.
Blockers crowded in, shouting Zixia's name.
Zixia is the only Chinese artist who does not have an English name. This is something that millions of fans, including Han Zi, deeply admire. In her words: "Since she is an authentic Chinese
, why should I choose a foreigner’s name? I am Zixia. No matter in China or in any country in the world, I will always be Zixia. This is my only name.”
Yes, many foreigners around the world are learning Chinese and learning Chinese culture. Chinese names can be heard all over the world. Why is it necessary to have a foreign name?
As soon as Zixia stepped out of the RV and raised her hand, the earth-shattering shouts were as silent as the heavy stereo suddenly unplugged. Even the breathing of these millions of fans was suppressed by themselves. They were all waiting.
The goddess in my heart greeted them.
"How are you all?" A faint smile, without any pretense, as if greeting an old friend for many years.
Her voice has a unique magnetism, like the sound of nature coming from outside. It is not loud, but it can penetrate into everyone's heart, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Hanzi seems to be able to see the sound coming from her lips. When it rose up, the sound was like a tangible wave of holy light, softly spreading in all directions. Wherever it went, it seemed to be covered with a layer of holy divine light.
"We are all fine, Zixia, how are you?" Thousands of people's voices sounded in unison, and everyone was very moved by the joy and joy among them.
The Zixia in their eyes, the goddess in their hearts, is so approachable. Although she has never been like the so-called "big shots" who pretend to shout "I love" whenever they see their fans. You, I love you forever" and other disgusting words, but her approachability and ordinary greetings can arouse the resonance of fans.
"Zixia is doing well too, but a little tired. Thank you everyone for your support. You came to the airport to see me off early in the morning. I'm very touched. Really." Zixia still had a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of smiles. But tears were already shining.
"Zixia, pay attention to rest. We are all waiting for your safe return. We are all waiting to hear you drink and sing..." Her greeting and confession as if chatting with a friend not only did not make people feel ordinary, but brought everyone a A kind of touching, inexplicable touching.
This is Zixia. She is at her peak but she makes you feel like she is by your side. She is your friend, not a god you think is unattainable - but it is precisely because of this that she is everyone. The goddess in my heart.
Zixia's trip to Country M is like a political mission in itself. It is not just a tour to Country M, because in the past two years, Country M has sent invitation letters to her many times. She went to Country M for a tour, but was politely declined. In the end, Country M somehow used diplomatic means and once again sent an invitation to her from a political level through the government. Taking into account the delicate relationship between the two countries, the national government Finally, he gave country m a bad face and "reluctantly" agreed to send a proposal to Zixia on behalf of the government of country m. Zixia was undoubtedly patriotic, but "because of" the country's face, she reluctantly agreed to this trip to country m. .
Of course, these are only on the surface, and Hanzi certainly knows the subtle relationship between them.
All readers have been blocked out. Zixia has held a special press conference before her trip to country M, so she will not accept interviews from any media at this time.
Amid enthusiastic cheers and flashing lights, Zixia waved goodbye to the fans and walked toward the departure hall surrounded by dozens of staff.
And Hanzi stood at the gate of the terminal waiting for her with a smile.
"Xiaoxia." Seeing her eyes finally falling on him, Hanzi smiled lightly and stepped forward to meet her.
"Who are you? You are not allowed to approach Miss Zixia." Several security guards and staff who were at the front trying to pull him away.
"He is my personal bodyguard." Zixia said something at the right time, and everyone let him go, but they all stared at him with strange eyes, as if they couldn't figure out what this person looked like was just a high school student. Why is this boy so lucky to be Zixia's personal bodyguard?