Chapter 125 Fan Containment
I saw that outside the exit, there were crowds of people, and the huge banner was pulled straight.
"Lin Xiaqingtian, we love you!"
Hundreds of people gathered around, each holding a fluorescent sign with Lin Xiaqing's name on it.
Thirty security guards held hands to maintain order.
"Wow! Lin Xiaqing! It's Lin Xiaqing!"
"Lin Tianhou is out! Lin Tianhou! We love you!"
"Lin Tianhou, let's take a photo together!"
"Lin Tianhou, can you sign my autograph? I love you to death!"
Although Lin Xiaqing has wrapped himself tightly, he is still recognized by fans.
No way, a normal person who can't be so strict with himself must be a star.
And Lin Xiaqing's figure is so recognizable that even if fans don't see his face, they can be sure that this is the idol they have been waiting for for three days.
...
Song Yuling stepped forward and hurriedly stood in front of Lin Xiaqing, like an old hen protecting her chicks.
This proficiency, at first glance, is battle-hardened.
"All fans, Xia Qing just got off the plane and needs to rest. There are activities to participate in later, thank you for your enthusiasm!"
"Thank you for your enthusiasm!"
Lin Xiaqing also raised his hand with everyone to signal, and then followed Song Yuling and walked quickly towards the vehicle.
Chen Mo, who followed Lin Xiaqing, was so startled by the fans that he almost couldn't close his mouth.
Fortunately, when he just went out, Lin Xiaqing took the initiative to let go of his arm.
Otherwise, if this group of fans finds out, Chen Mo's imagination will be terrifying!
"Lin Xia Qingtian's mysterious lover exposed!"
"Outside! Lin Xiaqing's underground boyfriend finally surfaced!"
Thinking that if Lin Xiaqing was found holding his arm, the headline on the entertainment gossip website the next day might be the above text, and Chen Mo's scalp would tingle.
Fortunately, the security guards at the airport are still quite dedicated. Although the crowd is surging, they have never broken through the security guards.
At the same time, there were more than a dozen men in black guarding Lin Xiaqing and Song Yuling, and walked quickly towards the reception car.
...
on a commercial vehicle.
Lin Xiaqing, who took off his windbreaker, mask, sunglasses and hat, breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Sister Ling, why are there so many people today?"
"I don't know, did the organizer really leak your flight information?"
Song Yuling, who took off her mask, was also a little confused.
Although there are usually fans besieged, but there are indeed only a dozen or twenty people.
Why are there so many hundreds of people this time?
"Lin Tianhou, Ms. Song, you have misunderstood the organizer this time."
The person in charge of receiving Lin Xiaqing was a beautiful young woman in her thirties.
With fair face, red lips and short hair, she looks very capable.
"You are Ms. Zhang Tiantian. I'm sorry to trouble you when you come to the imperial capital this time."
Song Yuling took the initiative to say hello.
This Zhang Tiantian is the person who has been in contact with Song Yuling by phone.
Song Yuling could hear the voice.
"Hello, Ms. Song, I am Zhang Tiantian who is in contact with you."
"Hello, Ms. Zhang, but what did you mean when you said we misunderstood the organizer?"
Lin Xiaqing asked softly.
Song Yuling also looked at Zhang Tiantian suspiciously, there were too many people today.
"Lin Tianhou, it's like this, we keep your flight information absolutely confidential, and no one has leaked it, including the security personnel who just picked you up, who didn't know if they were going to pick you up before departure, as long as I know about your itinerary. "
Zhang Tiantian said with a smile.
"Then why are there so many people today? When fans were besieged in the past, there were only a dozen or 20 people. There won't be so many people."
Song Yuling then asked.
"Ms. Lin, Ms. Song, it's like this, these fans gathered the day before yesterday. As far as I know, they were divided into 20 batches, each batch ranging from 200 to 400 people, waiting for the devil to arrive. The flight from the Imperial Capital is just to contain you."
Twenty batches?
200 to 400 people per batch?
Crazy?
Really or not, where can I find so many people?
"Ms. Zhang, why are there so many people?"
Song Yuling asked in surprise.
Lin Xiaqing also looked at Zhang Tiantian suspiciously.
Isn't this group of people hired by the organizers for money?
"Lin Tianhou, Ms. Song, this number is not many."
Zhang Tiantian continued with a smile:
"Lin Tianhou's current number of fans is about 50 million, and there are less than 2 million people in the imperial capital. The fans will gather 6,000 or 7,000 people to contain them several times. It's not difficult."
"Also, I heard that there are a lot of fans signing up this time, and these are still carefully selected."
Chen Mo, who had been sitting in the back row since he got in the car, just listened to the three girls chatting quietly without saying a word.
What are you doing?
It's also so hilarious.
Looking at the gang of fans who were chasing and blocking, they were crazy and even hysterical, and Chen Mo's scalp was numb.
This star does not seem to be very good.
At this moment, Chen Mo is thinking about getting a bodyguard team for Lin Xiaqing in the future.
There are also one or two black soil identities, which should not be exposed as much as possible.
Of course, Chen Mo knew about the frantic search for a piece or two of black soil on the Internet.
These crazy guys actually offered a reward of 100,000 yuan to find people, which is simply insane.
"Ms. Song, who is this gentleman?"
Zhang Tiantian had already noticed Chen Mo.
Just when he was protecting Lin Xiaqing into the car, the handsome guy followed closely behind.
If Song Yuling hadn't greeted her, Zhang Tiantian would have thought that she was a fan.
Naturally, Zhang Tiantian couldn't ask Lin Xiaqing directly, she could only look at Song Yuling curiously.
"Ah, this is..."
"Oh, Ms. Zhang, this is my cousin. This time I came to the music festival with me. Just call me Mr. Chen."
Lin Xiaqing interrupted Song Yuling's words and said to Zhang Tiantian with a smile.
cousin?
Does Lin Tianhou have to take his cousin with him when he goes out now?
Although Zhang Tiantian was a little surprised, she politely smiled at Chen Mo and greeted:
"Hello Mr. Chen,"
Chen Mo smiled, while Lin Xiaqing, who was opposite Zhang Tiantian, was blinking at Chen Mo.
...
Chen Mo and his party did not stay at the hotel booked by the organizer.
This is Song Yuling's habit.
No matter if she attends any event with Lin Xiaqing, she will not stay in accordance with the organizer's arrangement.
As for the reason, of course, it is out of prudence.
Zhang Tiantian obviously knew Song Yuling's habit, and notified the driver to deliver it to the designated place according to Song Yuling's request.
In fact, the hotel Song Yuling chose was very close to the venue of the Imperial Music Festival, and it was right opposite the hotel reserved by the organizer.
"Lin Tianhou, the music festival will not open until tomorrow night. I will be in charge of receiving you for the past two days. If you have anything, you can ask Ms. Song to call me at any time."
In the hotel lobby, Zhang Tiantian bids farewell to Lin Xiaqing and Chen Mo.
"Thank you, I will trouble you in the next two days."
Although Lin Xiaqing was still fully armed and wrapped tightly, his tone was soft, making people feel like a spring breeze.
"Lin Tianhou is very polite, then I will go back to the company first, Mr. Chen, Ms. Song, goodbye!"
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The relevant check-in procedures are naturally handled by Song Yuling, and Qin Xiaoru also has a special vehicle to help with the gifts.
Song Yuling has a lot of experience in this area, and Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing basically moved in without feeling.
Song Yuling had reserved two presidential suites and one standard room in advance.
Of course, the presidential suite is for Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing, and the standard room is for Song Yuling and Qin Xiaoru.
Pushing open the double doors of the presidential suite, Chen Mo's first impression was that it was big.
Luxurious decoration, high-end atmosphere on the grade.
"This is the legendary presidential suite? It's really good."
Chen Mo was slightly emotional, he experienced many firsts today.
It was the first time I flew first class, the first time I encountered fans, and it was the first time I stayed in the presidential suite.
"No wonder everyone wants to make money. The rich have a good life."
Lin Xiaqing took off his windbreaker, unloaded his equipment, and said with a chuckle:
"The presidential suite is generally on the top floor of the hotel. It has a dedicated elevator, and there are special personnel for security. All, although it costs a little more, the safety is guaranteed."
Chen Mo nodded, thinking of the crazy fans he just met at the airport, and he felt the same way.
Song Yuling continued by the side:
"Mr. Chen, you will understand when you have more contact in the future. This kind of activity by fans is generally only contained in places with characteristics such as airports and variety shows."
"These are organized, and the purpose is actually to give fans a chance to get close to idols, which can reflect the popularity of idols."
"However, in private life, unless you meet by chance and are recognized, there will be no such a big battle."
"Oh, so that's the case, I thought it would be so crazy just to show up."
Chen Mo was stunned.
"How can it be? Organized containment is to increase the popularity of singers. If there is no organization, it is harassment."
Song Yuling smiled and continued:
"Mr. Chen, you and Xia Qing sit down for a while, and I'll check the room first."
With that said, he took out a black instrument from his satchel and scanned it everywhere.
Chen Mo was stunned when he saw it.