After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 309

Lu Qingfeng contacted his neighbor's sister before boarding the plane, so Yang Xiuxiu estimated the time and came to pick him up half an hour in advance.

Come to think of it, she hadn't seen Lu Qingfeng for almost two months.

Although we have been in touch almost every day through phone and WeChat calls, and I know that he is doing well, I still look forward to seeing him again.

The fate between people is always wonderful.

Before meeting Lu Qingfeng, Yang Xiuxiu found it hard to imagine that she would develop such a deep relationship with a child from the next-door neighborhood.

What’s even more unexpected is that this neighbor kid who used to have to eat at home has now become a popular writer.

As a result, her own life also underwent earth-shaking changes.

She herself does not object to such changes.

Thinking of the past, a smile appeared on my face.

After washing the taxi, enter the airport.

As one of the most prosperous metropolises in the world, Pudong Airport in Shanghai is still bustling with people even at night.

When she reached the exit, she took out her cell phone and checked the time. There was still some time left.

I looked around and was about to find a place to sit down when I suddenly heard a very familiar name.

"Are you sure Xiaolu arrived in the Magic City today, at this time?"

From Yang Xiuxiu's perspective, the person speaking was a woman in her thirties, and she seemed to be holding something in her hand.

"It's definitely right. I've checked. Xiaolu has to record 'Sounds of Love' on Wednesday and Thursday. He has a class at Peking University's Chinese Department on Friday afternoon. After class, he has to rush to the airport. The earliest flight he can catch is the 6 o'clock flight."

"If he hasn't arrived yet, it means he was delayed by something else. He must have taken the next flight."

The person who answered this was also a woman, very tall, with big wavy chestnut hair. From the back, you could tell she was an urban fashionable woman.

Yang Xiuxiu was very surprised.

Because Lu Qingfeng's itinerary was exactly the same as what the woman said.

Because I went to the piano store after class, I took the 7:30 flight.

Combining the ways these people addressed each other and the professionalism they had just displayed, she roughly guessed their identities.

It should be those mother fans who raise babies online.

Yang Xiuxiu naturally knew this group of people. After all, in May, when the neighbor's brother had his birthday, she accepted the gifts from these people.

He knew these people would come to the book signing event, but he didn't expect them to come so early and bring people to pick them up at the airport.

After observing around, I found that there were quite a lot of people. A rough count showed that there were about forty or fifty people.

Yang Xiuxiu hesitated whether to go up and talk to them. Her actions of constantly looking at each other also attracted their attention.

A man holding a younger girl looked over and stared at her for a long time. He seemed to have discovered something and suddenly said a few words to the people around him.

Then his companions also looked over.

Before she could make up her mind, several girls came running over.

"Excuse me, are you Sister Xiaolu?"

"what?"

Yang Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, then realized that someone was calling her and nodded.

"Yes, it's me."

"Sure enough, I'll tell you."

The younger girl said proudly.

"Sister Xiaolu, are you here to pick up Xiaolu?"

Yang Xiuxiu continued to nod, and the few people who received affirmative answers immediately became happy and invited her to go to the front.

Yang Xiuxiu naturally would not refuse. When she came to the crowd, she found that these mother fans were well prepared. They made posters, KT boards, and LED light signs with Lu Qingfeng's name on them.

Leading the group was the fashionable woman with big chestnut wavy hair, her name was Luo Yunqian.

"We haven't all arrived yet. Many people have to work today and won't be here until tomorrow morning."

Luo Yunqian said with great pride.

"We don't have any other intentions. We know Xiaolu has suffered a lot, so we hope his life will be smoother, so we will do our best to support him."

"Yes, so we are especially grateful to you because you helped him when he was in the most difficult time."

Said the woman who was in her thirties.

Yang Xiuxiu was a little moved. She had never been a fan of a star, and she didn't know what the mentality of fans who did was, but at this moment, standing here, she could feel the pure kindness of these people.

The kind of hope that places the best vision on idols.

It may seem incredible to outsiders, but as someone involved, it is hard not to be moved.

With her, the person who knew Lu Qingfeng best, around, these mothers naturally wouldn't let him go and asked a lot of questions, mainly concerned about the neighbor boy's health, studies, and work.

She picked out answers that she could answer, trying her best to satisfy these people's curiosity.

We chatted for a long time without realizing it. When I looked up at the flight information, the plane I was waiting for had already landed.

……

When Lu Qingfeng walked out of the passage, he was about to call Sister Xiuxiu, but before he took out his phone, he saw many girls holding their own posters at the exit.

The one in the crowd looking over here with a smile is the girl next door.

He was slightly stunned, then walked over quickly.

Before she could say anything, Yang Xiuxiu pointed at the group of people around her.

"Your fans came to pick you up at the airport specially."

He looked at them in surprise. They all looked excited, their eyes sparkling as they looked at him, but they were very restrained and did not rush up to him.

After the surprise in his heart faded, he laughed and asked.

"How long have you been here?"

"In the evening."

"Not long."

"Haha, Sister Luo calculated the time, so she didn't have to wait long."

……

A flurry of responses rang out.

Lu Qingfeng waited patiently for them to finish speaking before continuing.

"Thank you very much, everyone. It was too tiring, and we had to spend money to go back and forth to the airport. Next time, don't work so hard. Anyway, we will be able to meet at the book signing soon, right?"

"But I want to see the fawn soon."

"Yeah, yeah, this is the first time we meet you offline."

"That's great. You've grown so much taller and gained some weight. You're not as skinny as before."

"Yes, Xiaolu, have you eaten? When I saw you on the show earlier, you seemed to have low blood sugar. I have some chocolate here, take it."

People who care about you always give you care in unexpected places.

Lu Qingfeng did have hypoglycemia, which was also reflected when he was on "Travel with the Wind", but he didn't expect anyone to pay attention to these small details.

Lu Qingfeng took the chocolate from the girl who was looking at him with a worried look on her face and comforted her.

"There was an airplane meal on the plane, and I ate it."

"Let's go out first. It's not good to block here."

There are more and more people exiting the passage, Yang Xiuxiu reminded.

Lu Qingfeng nodded and invited everyone to leave the airport.

I talked with this group of mothers who came from afar outside, took photos with them, and then persuaded them to go back.

Then he and his neighbor's sister also got into a taxi.

“These people are really good to you.”

In the car, Yang Xiuxiu sighed.

"Yes."

Lu Qingfeng looked at the chocolate in his hand.

"So, I have to work hard to shine, so that I can live up to the expectations of those who come here to chase the light."