In the evening, Zhang Henge ignored the dissuasion of his manager and after obtaining Liao Yuan's residential address, he immediately drove a dark blue sedan and sped all the way to Liao Yuan's community.
At first he thought he had come to the wrong place. He looked at the civilian residence in front of him and checked the address again and again before he came back to his senses and was astonished again and again: "Liao Yuemin's son lives in a place like this?"
An extremely ordinary slum community...
There's not even an underground parking lot...
After Zhang Henge's coupe drove into the community, it drove back and forth on the ground for about fifteen minutes, but failed to find any free parking space.
In desperation, I pressed the reverse button and drove the car to the road outside again...
He was about to get off the car when he glanced at a home-cooked restaurant next to the community. Three men, either carrying briefcases or with SLR cameras hanging around their necks, were discussing something excitedly.
The reason why they are said to be sneaky is entirely because these three people have a guilty conscience.
They neither ordered nor sat down, but squatted at the door of the restaurant, looking up into the courtyard of the community from time to time, as if waiting for something.
Others may still be confused, but popular artists can basically tell their profession at a glance - paparazzi!
The term paparazzi refers specifically to reporters who specialize in following famous people.
Zhang Henge was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he put on his cap and mask, got out of the car, and walked all the way to the home-cooked restaurant.
“What an eye-opener!”
"Zhao Ya and Jiang Chuhong are fine. After all, they are all singers. But why is Zhong Jiancheng an actor?"
"Liao Yuan's reputation has finally opened up!"
"Have you read Weibo? Liao Yuan's details have been revealed. He composed the theme song "Out of the Western Regions" of "Emperor of Han Dynasty". No wonder he can write such a hit dance song as "Nobody"!"
"Xie Yuxun lost the competition by a hundred votes this time. This is a slap in Han Yu's face!"
"Ha, Han Yu, that son of a bitch, finally someone stepped up to treat him. I have long disliked him!"
"Yes, yes, it's so damn comfortable!"
"Who do you think will come next?"
The three paparazzi reporters were having a heated discussion, unaware of the arrival of anyone behind them. It wasn't until they heard a cough that the three of them turned around, and immediately saw a man wearing a cap and a mask, looking at them quietly.
The three of them were shocked and stood up.
Just like a popular artist can easily detect the identity of a paparazzi, the paparazzi can also detect the identity of a popular artist immediately, even if the person is fully armed.
One of the male reporters with a camera hanging around his neck took a closer look at the bright-eyed man in the peaked cap. His pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but said in shock: "You...Zhang, Zhang..."
Zhang Henge shushed, stretched out his hand and said, "Reporter Zhao, long time no see."
"What's Zhang?"
The other two reporters were visibly unresponsive.
Reporter Zhao held Zhang Henge's hand and was trembling with excitement. A year ago, he had the honor to follow the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to interview Zhang Henge's behind-the-scenes stories while filming an online drama. At that time, he could only be regarded as a small follower of the editor-in-chief.
The image of Zhang Henge arrogantly bossing around among a group of big editors was deeply imprinted in Reporter Zhao's mind.
Unexpectedly, I would see Zhang Henge again a year later, and the other person would actually remember his last name!
Reporter Zhao couldn't help but said a name in his companion's ear, causing the other two to look horrified.
Zhang Henge!
It turned out to be Zhang Henge!
One of the Seven Sons of the Empire, each of them has hundreds of millions of fans. For such a traffic master, all reports can be said to be positive. Even if he carries some dirty information, ordinary small newspapers will not dare to report it easily, otherwise the second
It will be attacked by countless fans every day, and it will be closed down in three or two days.
"I have something to ask you."
Zhang Henge pointed to the side of the road, "Come, let's go over there and talk."
"Okay, okay!"
The three paparazzi reporters trembled under Zhang Henge's lewd force. They responded repeatedly and followed Zhang Henge to a row of street lights.
After Zhang Henge stood still, he asked: "How many other artists have come here before me?"
Reporter Zhao quickly said: "Zhao Ya, Jiang Chuhong, and Zhong Jiancheng."
These three names represent people in the entertainment industry.
Among them, Zhao Ya is a senior singer who has been in the music scene for nearly ten years. When Zhang Henge debuted, Zhao Ya was becoming popular on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and was regarded as a little queen by the media.
Jiang Chuhong made her debut as an online singer. She has participated in some talent shows and is famous on the Internet for her smoky voice.
As for Zhong Jiancheng... he is a second-tier TV actor with many well-known supporting roles to his name.
Zhang Henge thought thoughtfully, "What are they doing here?"
What are you here for?
The three reporters looked at each other, one of them breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Probably the same as you..."
Zhang Henge asked knowingly: "What do you mean?"
Reporter Zhao smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I'm here to see Mr. Liao! Since the explosion of "Nobody", many people have been asking the "Produce 101" program team for news about the songwriter Wu Ming, but they all came back disappointed. But today,
Finally, someone in the industry revealed the specific information about Wu Ming, and guess what? This Wu Ming is actually the anchor Liao Yuan! He is the little anchor who cursed Han Yu on Weibo and ran away after the insult!"
Zhang Henge nodded: "What then?"
"News about Liao Yuan is circulating everywhere on the Internet. Fans may not be very interested in such people behind the scenes, but many singers in our industry are like cats that smell fishy, posting crazy teases on Weibo.
@廖元, everyone publicly expressed their appreciation for songs such as "Nobody" on Weibo. For example, Zhao Ya, at noon, praised "Nobody" on Weibo. How ambiguous are the words?
It can be seen that she very much hopes to have a deeper cooperation with Liao Yuan..."
Another reporter laughed and said: "Zhao Ya drove here more than an hour ago, but she didn't seem to see Liao Yuan. She went in for a while and left within ten minutes. Jiang Chuhong and Zhong Jiancheng also
So, if you are included, there will be about four insiders coming to see Mr. Liao tonight."
Zhang Henge pretended to be surprised: "So, Mr. Liao Yuan and Liao live here?"
Reporter Zhao looked at Zhang Henge for a while and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, are you really not here to see Mr. Liao?"
Zhang Henge shrugged: "Of course, I was just passing by."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Henge smiled and patted Reporter Zhao on the shoulder, nodded to the other two reporters, turned around, walked to his car, and drove away.
Reporter Zhao watched blankly as the roar of the sedan gradually faded away, and suddenly spat: "Bah, only a devil can believe it!"