The golden wind brings joy, the sky is high and the clouds are light.

On the Internet, there are fewer and fewer topics about Django and Huafeng Media's artists.

This is the consequence of not conducting marketing hype. Without related events, it will not cause discussion and there will be no popularity.

Even the fans have dived, and only a few people check in on Weibo every day.

[Ink fragrance stains dust]: Check in and sign in.

【Yi Ji Qing Feng】: Brother, it’s you again!

[Ink fragrance stains dust]: It's too cold, I can't bear to go, so I come to check in every day.

[Yi Ji Qing Feng]: It's really a bit cold. I don't know when there will be a new song or a new drama?

[Ink fragrance stains dust]: Wait.

[Yi Ji Qing Feng]: I left, I left.

...

The topic and popularity are gradually returning to zero. As the National Day approaches, the discussion is naturally about where to play and which National Day movie to watch.

However, no one knows that in the calm, the tide is hidden.

On October 1st, the sky was clear and the air was clear. Brand new five-star red flags were hung on both sides of the streets and alleys of Hangzhou, flying high.

In the Huafeng Media headquarters building, several cameramen were erecting machines at the gate, as if waiting for something.

It was holiday, and there were not many people in other companies in the building, but some of them still had to work overtime. They were curious and looked at them a few more when they passed by.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, several beautiful and handsome figures appeared in the camera. They were talking and laughing and walked out of the building.

The photographer moves the machine and gives close-ups from all angles.

The naughty Qin Shiyue trotted to the camera and said to the camera: "Today we are going to follow Mr. Jiang to do something big, hehe!"

Then I followed the team and got on the minibus parked at the door.

Huang Tao got out of the car, went over to watch the playback, and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked the photographers to get in.

“Buzz…”

Suddenly, two sports cars drove over.

They knew that it was Django and Chen Qian.

Django got off Ferrari, got on the minibus, and said to everyone: "The time is almost over, everything is going according to plan. If you have any questions, call me."

"OK!"

...

Everyone had a bright smile on their faces and was excited.

After a moment, the group left in a mighty manner.

"Where are they going?"

"I don't know, it's quite awesome."

"I guess I'm going to attend some event."

"I should have taken a photo just now, it's a rare opportunity."

"Yes, this is the most popular singer, actor, director, and rich second generation that has gathered in the past two years."

"Wait, maybe I'll come back."

...

Employees from other companies in several buildings were talking.

The sports car opened the road, attracting pedestrians to look at each other.

At the corner of his eyes, he even saw Gu Yao and others on the minibus.

"Hey, look at the car, is it Huafeng's artist?"

"What's your look? You can see it so far."

"Damn, how far is this?"

"I can't see clearly, but the Ferrari in front seems to be the car of Django, the boss of Huafeng."

"That's probably true, let's go."

"Where to go, slow down."

...

A lot of people rushed to the side of the road and waved to the minibus.

"Gu Yao!"

"Brother Yue!"

"Zhang Jun!"

"Gong Li!"

"Lin Yu!"

...

Hearing the call, Gu Yao and others responded with a smile in the car.

Just as a passerby took out his cell phone and wanted to take a photo, the red light was over and the green light was on, the car started and drove away from the street.

pity!

A group of people said it was a pity that they rarely had the chance to see celebrities in reality, let alone five very popular ones.

Half an hour later, the minibus stopped on the side street of West Lake Plaza.

Because the supercar was too conspicuous and swaggering, it stopped on the street next door.

Then you still drive!

When I arrived on the minibus, Mo Lan and Hu Xiao were already on it.

Hu Xiao said, "Mr. Jiang, the preparations have been completed."

Django nodded and said to Mo Lan: "Director Mo, I've left this here to you. I'll pick up a friend."

Mo Lan replied: "Well, you go."

After getting off the bus, Django put on his sunglasses, followed the WeChat positioning, and came to a shaded place with few people, and then looked around to find someone.

Suddenly, someone gently patted his shoulder and a crisp sound rang out: "You are late."

Django turned around, and Zhou Lingwei was looking at herself with a smile.

Today she is a young girl with a pure white square collar design, a high-waisted skirt on the lower body, and pure white canvas shoes on her feet, which is absolutely pure and lustful.

Django took off his sunglasses, smiled gently, and explained: "I've been blocking the road for a short while. When did you arrive?"

Zhou Lingwei smiled slightly and said, "I just arrived not long ago, where are they?"

Django replied: "Do you want to go over on the minibus on the street in front?"

Zhou Lingwei put her hands behind her back and said, "Say hello to them later, when will it start?"

Django looked at the time and said, "We have ten minutes left to find a good spot."

Zhou Lingwei nodded and said, "Yes."

Django put on his sunglasses again and led her to the center of the square.

There are many tourists here today, but fortunately, it is not the first choice tourist attraction after all.

In the center of the square, more than a dozen policemen and security guards are distributed everywhere to maintain order.

Huang Tao's photography team and NetEase Cloud Music staff have already set up the equipment.

"Here!" Chen Qian saw Django and Zhou Lingwei, who could not hide their temperament in sunglasses, "I have the best viewing position for you."

The location is very good, but his shout attracted a lot of attention.

at this time.

In the square, there were children chasing and playing, hawkers selling balloons, old couples taking photos, and young couples walking... People are coming and going, and it's so lively.

Django saw Gu Yao and others sneaking into the crowd and said with a smile: "It's coming."

Zhou Lingwei glanced at him and then turned her eyes to the square.

Chen Gan held up his cell phone and started recording.

Suddenly, the large screen in the square jumped.

"That rabbit!"

"Mom and Dad are the little rabbit paper from the flower planter!"
To be continued...