Chapter 329： Fan surprise

One hour before the opening ceremony of the Modu International Film Festival, but the main venue is already crowded around the Modu Grand Theater. Thousands of fans and tourists are looking forward to the appearance of their favorite stars. Thousands of policemen raise iron railings to maintain order, and the atmosphere is tense and warm.

Due to too many people, the two girls from Modu Film Academy couldn't even see the red carpeted walkway. They could only sigh behind the crowd.

"What to do? You can't see anything when you come one step late." The short-haired girl sighed. "God knows how there are so many people? I just asked, some people came here in the morning, and waited here a few times. Hours, just to watch stars. "

Long-haired girls are more optimistic. "It doesn't matter. I'll find a stool later. If I can't, I'll hook up with a guy to lift me up. Today, I have a super favorite Korean Ouba, and I must wait for him"

"Cut, how much negative news is your Korean Oboe, rude, arrogant, uneducated, or my male god." The short-haired girl was cheerful.

"Please, those are all rumors! You don't know how hard my South Korean Ouba works, they practice every day just to be in the best state, anyway, I am the brain powder of Ouba. Your male **** never shows up. I have posted on Weibo in my family that such sneaky people who dare not make public appearances must have major flaws. "The long-haired girl looked disdainful.

"Hello, isn't it a good girlfriend? You say my idol, I'm angry." The short-haired girl shook her head angrily, and went to the crowd again, saying to herself: "My **** does not appear It ’s already, if the appearance is absolutely sensational, people will be real world-class movie stars. Ten thousand times better than any other Ouba! ”

The crowd was noisy, and many people could only swipe their phones to pass the time, and commented on the various gossips that happened at the film festival today.

"Hey ... there is a‘ suspected Victor Hugo ’here, it really looks like Jesus.”

"The TV station went to interview. I feel that this guy is very different from ordinary Internet celebrities. He is generous and friendly, but he is not kitsch."

"I also feel that his confident smile is particularly touching and not frightened at all. He also likes to chat with people, and the topics they talk about are all-inclusive. It ’s not like a celebrity called Tongshi. Just ask for support, click, subscribe, recommend, please. "

When the short-haired girl heard the name "Victor. Hugo" in the crowd, she immediately became interested, and quickly asked people, "What is" suspected Victor. Hugo "?"

"It's just an internet celebrity that just appeared today and made headlines on various gossip news. It seems a little different from ordinary internet celebrities. Many people went to see him for a lively and highly rated."

After hearing this, Xiaomei also took out her cell phone and searched for 'Suspect Victor Hugo.' When she saw the various photos and videos taken by Zhou Qingfeng today, she blinked out and shouted to her girlfriend. : "Hey ... let's go to the Bund. Where is a guy who imitates my male god, especially like Yeah!"

The long-haired girl who loved Ouba in Korea sneered, "You are so hungry that you can't choose to eat. If you don't see your idol, find someone who imitates your idol."

The short-haired girl sighed, "No way, who told me that my idols have become popular all over the world and won't show up. I can only hope that Mei will quench his thirst. I can't find the real thing to find a high imitation. And there are already many people He has been in contact and has given good reviews. "

But no matter what the short-haired girl said, the long-haired girl just shook her head, "I do n’t go, I have to wait for my South Korean Ouba. I love OBA ’s long legs. Other people are handsome, and their smiles are sweet. They are the idols of my life. . "

"Then I can only go alone," said the short-haired girl, frustrated.

The girl with long hair didn't hesitate, staring at the news of Ouba on her mobile phone, waving her head without saying anything: "I wish you can find the genuine article on high imitation goods, bye!"

Short-haired girls can only take a taxi to the Bund by themselves, and go to the cafe on the Internet within a few minutes. It was only that Zhou Qingfeng was no longer in the coffee shop. When I asked the shop owner, I realized that ‘Suspect Victor. Hugo’ had set off and walked towards the festival venue.

"Walk over?" The short-haired girl felt incredible. "He really wants to go to the red carpet?"

"Yeah." The owner said, "The young man felt that it was just two kilometers away, and walked slowly all the way, shopping, almost time is up, and he followed with a large number of people."

"Also with a lot of people?"

The shop owner laughed and said, "Yes, a lot of tourists who came to the Bund think that the guy is very handsome and easy-going. Follow him and even the TV reporter, everyone is going to have fun. If not to watch the shop, I would like to Go and see how he scratches the red carpet? "

"Oh my god, this guy is so interesting. He took a bunch of people to the red carpet." The short-haired girl felt shocked. The idea was so amused, "He is so brave!"

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng took a tour group and walked along the Fuzhou Road from the Bund. There were about a hundred people gathered around him, and they all wanted to see what Zhou Qingfeng was going to do with the red carpet.

The little reporter Ma Li has always been with Zhou Qingfeng, and from time to time he pulled him and whispered, "Hey, you are doing so crazy. Now the roads in the direction of the Magic Metropolis are all blocked. It ’s true that you walk over Will be stopped by the police and will be ashamed by that time. "

"Rest assured, I don't think they would mind letting me take a look at the red carpet." Zhou Qingfeng walked along, seeing any interesting shops on the side of the road and he stopped to look. And basically where he stopped, a bunch of tourists who had been idle all the time stopped happily to chat with him.

The chaos in a small shop smelled good. Zhou Qingfeng ate a bowl, and more than one hundred people followed him with a bowl. There are stalls of buns looking at the skin and thin filling. Zhou Qingfeng came to a drawer, and more than one hundred people followed him.

Just playing around, eating and drinking, everyone walked easily and happily. And as some people continue to post Weibos and follow-up reports from TV stations, more and more people are actually behind Zhou Qingfeng. There were five or six hundred people at a time when I could not see the tail!

People on the TV station felt that the process of photographing Zhou Qingfeng was a treat, and it was rare to report some famous food stalls near the Bund of Modu. In particular, Zhou Qingfeng was a foodie. After counting all the way, he filled his stomach and had not seen enough, but still smiled and praised the snacks of the magic city.

This is simply that the Internet celebrities are doing food shows, and the audience is huge and the feedback is extremely high.

Many passers-by greeted Zhou Qingfeng out of curiosity. He also refused to come. He responded warmly and invited others to eat. A short-haired girl followed him all the way, UU reading www. uukanshu.com laughed happily.

"Hey, you guys are weird, why are you‘ like Victor Hugo? ’

"This is the nickname that the reporter sister next to you gave me, and I express my indignation."

"Hahaha ... I think you look exactly like Victor Hugo."

"Because I was Victor Hugo."

"Hahaha ... you look so cute and deceiving." ⑧ ± 妙 (. *) 笔 ⑧ ± 阁 ⑧ ±, o

"You look so cute and laugh."

Just walk like this, and the two-kilometre-long road took two hours. The red carpet ceremony of the film festival started long ago, and it will even end soon. Zhou Qingfeng took thousands of people behind his buttocks to the intersection near the Grand Theater.

The intersection was really closed by the police. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng leading the parade as a parade with a large crowd over him, the police were panicked!

"Comrade, this road has been closed and you are not allowed to go forward." A police chief in charge of the scene saw that Zhou Qingfeng had gathered thousands of people and immediately came to dissuade him.

And Zhou Qingfeng finally took off his big sunglasses covering half of his face and smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Victor Hugo, the star of the" Wasteland "movie. According to the agreement, I will join the magic Metro International Film Festival. "

Self-confidence gave Zhou Qingfeng infinite charm, and generously endowed him with handsomeness. At this moment, his smile is like the rising sun at the beginning of the day, and his way is bright; at this moment, his posture is like Qianlongyuan, with scale claws flying; At this moment, his temperament is like the king's coming, and it cannot be resisted!

The short-haired girl who had stood aside saw Zhou Qingfeng's face clearly and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah ... Victor. Hugo, he is really Victor. Hugo, he is here, he is really Here comes! "