On June 6th, white clouds were slowly swimming in the blue sky like cotton wool floating in the sea.
Jinghua can see such good weather because of the heavy rain last night.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a luxury tour bus slowly drove into the parking lot of Jinghua Dongjiao Airport.
The car door opened, and a dozen girls in uniforms got out of the car with joy.
These girls will go to the Gwangju Special Administrative Region of the Northern Dynasties this time to dance for the popular film and television singing star Shan Keqing.
For these girls who are in their best years, the distant and mysterious trip to the Northern Dynasties is bound to become an unforgettable memory in their lives.
Next to get off the train were seven or eight officials from relevant Chinese departments. They would be responsible for contacting the North Korean side and arranging for the actors' food, clothing, housing, transportation, and safety.
After the officials and staff accompanying the group also got off the car, Tang Peng, wearing a black Li-Ning sportswear, slowly walked out of the car.
"Everyone has a drink of water first. After Miss Shan's car arrives, we will go to the waiting hall. We expect to arrive in Yanbian at five o'clock this afternoon, and then we will take a bus."
Li Ming, the leader of the performance troupe this time, ordered the staff to divide the water among everyone and wait for Shan Keqing's arrival.
In fact, Shan Keqing could have come with the car, but since he is a big name, he naturally has to act like a big name. When traveling far away, he must have a special accompanying team, such as an agent, a makeup artist, and bodyguards.
Li Ming and others didn't think there was anything special about Shan Keqing's behavior. After all, big names were like this.
"Thanks."
After saying thank you to the staff, Tang Peng took a bottle of mineral water and turned to look in the direction of the airport entrance.
In the direction of the door, cars were coming and going, pedestrians were everywhere, and a few traffic police were directing traffic. It was busy and no different than usual.
However, Tang Peng knew that someone must be watching him in a certain car.
Originally, Tang Peng was going to the Northern Dynasties this time, and Pan Dongdong, Xia Shuai, Han Xuan and even Shen Huan were all coming to see him off.
If possible, Pan Dongdong would like to accompany him.
Because Sister Dong is not sure whether Tang Peng will come back alive after leaving this time, her biggest wish at the moment is to be by his side——
However, Tang Peng refused and refused to let them see him off. His attitude was categorical: he did not want to be hugged and cried by Sister Dong before getting on the plane.
Thinking of Pan Dongdong crying all night last night, Tang Peng felt very uncomfortable.
Last night, he wanted to have crazy love with Sister Dong, and he went all the way to the airport to express in this way: how happy he is to have her, and how reluctant he is to leave her.
But he didn't dare, because the medical records clearly stated that it was best to avoid strenuous activities to avoid sudden death.
They didn't make love, but they spent a whole night planning their future in detail: Chu Liangxiao's betrayal forced Tang Peng to change his original plan.
"Sigh, it's a failure to live like me. I can't be with a woman who loves me deeply. I can only watch my woman go to have a private meeting with another man. I won't see him for a few months at most.
The opportunity to see blue skies and white clouds - it’s such a comparison, it makes me depressed just thinking about it.”
Tang Peng cursed in a low voice, turned around and walked towards the front of the car.
He hid behind the front of the car because he didn't want Pan Dongdong and others in the distance to see him, which would only make him sad.
"Hey, Tang Peng, why are you here alone?"
Tang Peng had just taken out his cigarette, and Chen Siqing, wearing a white loose shirt, blue jeans, and red and blue sneakers, came over with mineral water.
Tang Peng looked up at the sun in the sky and smiled: "You can get some sunshine here."
"Haha, what time of the day is it, and you're still basking in the sun."
Chen Siqing pursed her lips and smiled, and asked: "Tang Peng, have you been to the Northern Dynasties before? I heard that it was very poor there, similar to ours in the 1967s."
Tang Peng shrugged: "I haven't been there either, but I've heard that it's very poor there. But I think the people in the Northern Dynasties should have enough spiritual appetite, because they have faith, unlike in our country, where people have a lot of faith.
No faith at all.”
Chen Siqing was also leaning on the car, with her long right leg tilted back and stepping on the front of the car: "Why do we have no faith here -"
Tang Peng interrupted her: "Then let me ask you, what is your belief?"
Chen Siqing rubbed her crystal earlobe: "Well, I believe in God."
"Who is God?"
"Ha, Tang Peng, you are so funny. You don't know who God is, right? God is Jehovah."
"Jehovah? Oh, what country is he from?"
"Jehovah, he should be a Jew, right? Because Jesus honored him as his heavenly Father."
Chen Siqing shook her little head, with a childlike attitude: "You can't trouble me with this, because I have read the Bible."
Tang Peng nodded: "Okay, let's consider him a Jew. Let me ask you again, are you sure God has learned Chinese and knows your name?"
Chen Siqing was stunned: "What, what? God is omnipotent. No matter which country you are from or what skin you have, He will always shine on you."
Tang Peng curled his lips disdainfully: "Have you ever heard an African say something?"
Chen Siqing replied: "Africans talk a lot. How do I know which sentence you are asking about?"
Tang Peng took a cigarette, lit it and said: "Five hundred years ago, the white people came to Africa with Bibles in their hands, and the Africans held gold. A hundred years later, the Africans held the Bible in their hands, and the white people came to Africa."
But there is gold in it. From this point of view, the so-called God is actually a liar who deceives people without paying for their lives, and is just an excuse used by white people to make profits."
"Come on, you slander God like this, you are going to get retribution——"
At this point, Chen Siqing quickly covered her mouth and smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, I just said it casually. Well, since you don't believe in God, what do you believe in, Buddhism or Taoism?"
Tang Peng yawned: "I don't believe in Buddhism or Taoism. I believe in myself."
"Tch, pretend to be sophisticated!"
Chen Siqing curled her lips and was about to retort when she heard someone behind her whisper: "Shan Keqing is here!"
A black Mercedes-Benz sedan started, followed by a Cayenne, and slowly stopped not far from Li Ming and others.
The two people who got out of the Mercedes-Benz quickly walked to the back door of the Cayenne and opened it.
Sister Ma, who was wearing a black suit, got out of the car first.
Then, Shan Keqing, who was wearing a gray sweatshirt, a mask on his face and large sunglasses, walked down from the top.
Because he was worried that someone who recognized Shan Keqing would ask for autographs, take photos, etc., before coming, Li Ming told Chen Siqing and others that when Shan Keqing arrived, everyone should not cheer or anything like that and pretend that they didn't know each other.
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After Shan Keqing got out of the car, he looked around, shook hands with Li Ming, whispered something, and walked toward the terminal accompanied by two bodyguards and Sister Ma.
"Okay, everyone, grab your gifts and follow!"
Li Ming waved his hand and asked the girls to follow him.
Chen Siqing picked up her luggage bag and looked at Shan Keqing with envy in her eyes: "It feels so good to be a star."
According to An'er's plan, he was originally going to open a film and television company with Yi Nanshan and Jing Wuyan.
If that were the case, given Chen Siqing's infatuation for An'er, sister Xin'er would definitely support her.
It is a pity that this film and television company was completely eliminated after An Zaihong was assassinated and Tang Peng was terminally ill.
"As long as you can pretend, no matter how lucky you are, and if someone praises you, you can become a star."
Tang Peng did not comment, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Chen Siqing.
Chen Siqing turned her head and rolled her eyes at Tang Peng: "Tch, why do I smell sourness in your words? Hey, you didn't bring any luggage?"
"I never take luggage with me when I go out. It's so easy."
Tang Peng patted himself with a proud look on his face.
In fact, he also brought something with him, such as the broken army thorn. Before he came to the airport, a certain department sent a special person to bring that thing onto the plane.
Chen Siqing curled her lips again: "Since you don't bow, how can you have the nerve to see a little girl like me carrying a big bag and following me with empty hands?"
"I don't feel too embarrassed. Anyway, even if I carry your luggage, I won't get any benefits."
Tang Peng smiled shamelessly, and suddenly felt that this little girl was very interesting. Not only did she fall in love with a girl, she didn't seem to be very afraid of her.
You need to know that he killed someone that night.
"Hoho, you are so selfish. No wonder no one came to see you off before we got in the car."
Chen Siqing rolled her eyes at him and turned her head away from him.
Tang Peng didn't care, and walked side by side with others: "It's not that there is no one to send it to, but there are too many people who want to send it to me, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to comfort them."
"Just brag, you don't have to pay taxes anyway."
Before Chen Siqing could finish her words, she heard a harsh brake sound coming from behind her, and then a girlish voice shouted: "Tang Peng!"
Tang Peng turned around and saw a Warrior off-road vehicle with military license plates parked beside him. The door opened and a girl jumped out of it.
The girl was wearing a khaki-colored soldier's training uniform, large military boots, and an armed belt around her waist, but she had long flowing hair.
"Wow, the license plate of the garrison headquarters is so cool!"
At this time, a knowledgeable girl among the other girls exclaimed: "With this license plate, you can drive directly under the plane and even enter and leave Zhongnanhai!"
Tang Peng was stunned: "Jing Wuyan!?"
The girl who came was none other than Tang Peng's 'fiancée', Jing Wuyan.
Tang Peng was very confused, how could Jing Wuyan wear such clothes? Could it be that she had joined the army?
But when he saw Jing Fangbei getting out of the car, he suddenly understood: Jing Wuyan must have been pestering Jing Fangbei to see off Tang Peng, and her brother had no choice but to do this.
"Tang Peng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Jing Wuyan quickly rushed to Tang Peng, regardless of the crowd around her, jumped up and threw herself into his arms, hugging his neck tightly, tears streaming down her face, and she kept saying sorry.