In the morning, the two took a bus to the Cultural Exhibition Center in Lincheng.

At the intersection of the two streets, a square building is bathed in the rippling sunshine, with a brilliant momentum.

The first floor here is the Lincheng Municipal Library. The upper floors can be the venue for art exhibitions or university competitions, or the venue for large-scale conferences, with powerful functions.

Zhimian and Tong Ran got off the bus and walked towards the building gate. Suddenly, they heard a sound coming from the diagonally in front of them.

Looking at it, hundreds of young men and women stood in the same place, with a crowd of people, and more than a dozen staff in professional attire were maintaining order. At this moment, it seemed that they were queuing up to enter the venue.

Among the men and women, some people were holding various support cards in their hands. Zhimian looked closely and saw that there were words such as gyb and fire on them.

Only then did she notice that there was a huge advertising sign on the entrance of the exhibition center, which read - gyb fan meeting.

The event site was particularly lively.

Tong Ran was excited to see this fan meeting, "I know this fan meeting! My boyfriend and I have also snatched tickets before, but we didn't get them. I cried and envied them so much. Today should be the closest I have to fire. It turns out that this place is held..."

Tong Ran looked at the time, "The comic exhibition will not start for a while. Xiaojiu, let's go and wait? Maybe you can see the gyb team members here!"

Zhimian wanted to refuse, but Tong Ran was too excited and pulled her to the back row of people waiting at the door, took out her cell phone to make a video call to her boyfriend.

“…”

Zhimian was embarrassed to sweep Tong Ran's excitement, so he had to stand back.

Anyway, even if I can wait for someone to come, there are so many people, I will definitely not notice her.

Time passed very slowly, but in fact it only took ten minutes. Suddenly a black bus stopped by the side of the road. The moment the door opened, the scene was boiling, and fans raised their support signs and shouted.

Zhimian raised his eyes and through his heads, he could vaguely see several men getting out of the car.

The man walking in front was wearing a casual dark green pullover sweatshirt and a baseball cap. The man's angular face was hidden under the sunglasses, and he was serious and heroic.

"fire!fire!" The fans' screams were about to shake their eardrums.

The black-clad bodyguard stopped him to maintain order.

Zhimian watched the group walk through the passage in front of him. Duan Zhuo was originally looking forward without looking sideways, but for some reason, he suddenly turned to her direction.

Zhimian lowered his head quickly.

Just like inadvertently, the man turned back his gaze.

After the gyb team members walked into the exhibition center, fans who received the tickets began to line up to enter the venue. Zhimian then realized the biggest scream in his ear just now, from her good roommate.

Tong Ran grabbed Zhimian's arm and was as if he was screaming. "Oh my god, I really saw fire!! He is so tall, and he feels almost 1.9 meters tall!"

Zhimian said perfunctorily, "Yeah," and then said, "Let's go, the comic exhibition is about to begin."

The two left the fan group and walked towards the B entrance of the exhibition center. Tong Ran thought of something: "That's right, wasn't I entangled by Zhang Lin? Later, your boyfriend, it's wrong. The ex-boyfriend came. When I think back now, I feel that he looks a bit like Fire?!"

Zhimian, who was drinking water, almost choked.

"…Did you see his face?"

"No, I was crying at that time, and the lights were so dark. Before I could see it, he took you away."

Zhimian touched his nose with a guilty heart.

Tong Ran smiled, "I just said casually. I also want to know if Fire is single, and does he have no time to fall in love for the sake of the competition?"

Zhimian thought about it, sometimes he was indeed very busy and was not suitable for dating.

"Hey, I guess he was in love one day, and the hearts of all female fans on the Internet were about to break. I was very curious. You said he was so handsome, who could see him in his eyes?"

Zhimian remembered Duan Zhuo's appearance just now, full of light.

In the eyes of outsiders, a particularly outstanding girl is indeed worthy of him.

Duan Zhuo has been a professional player for four years, and the rumors have been zero. The club officials intend to cover up her relationship with Duan Zhuo. Duan Zhuo also said that he did not want to make it public too early, because he was to protect her and did not want her to be paid attention to by the media.

So she was also hidden very well.

The two walked into the exhibition center, followed the sign and took the elevator to the floor of the comic exhibition.

As soon as he entered, Zhimian's mobile phone came in with a message.

Duan Zhuo: [Come to attend my fan meeting?]

Duan Zhuo: [If you want to see me, don’t you tell me? I’ll just find someone to bring you in.]

Zhimian looked at the message and could hear his narcissistic tone when he said these words.

She rolled her eyes in her heart, [Don't think too much, I'll just come here to watch the art exhibition.]

A few minutes later, the man's message came in again: [Thinking too much? Then why are you standing among my fans?]

Zhimian: "..."

She took a photo of the comic exhibition and sent it over, locked the screen of the phone, put the phone in her bag, and was too lazy to criticize him-

Zhimian watched the comic exhibition for a whole morning and gained a lot of inspiration.

Recently, she has planned to open a new pit, which is a modern love time travel theme, and is still under the idea.

Before leaving at noon, Duan Zhuo's phone call happened to come in.

She picked up: "Hey."

“Have you finished watching the comic exhibition?”

"It's almost over, what's wrong?"

"I'm done, I'll take you to lunch?" said the man.

"No, I'm with my roommate."

"What are the arrangements for the afternoon?" Duan Zhuo asked with a deep voice, "Didn't you arrange to come out with me?"

"I'm going to an interview in the afternoon, and I don't have time."

"Interview? Part-time job again?"

Zhimian muttered in his heart that he could be his main business after doing well.

She responded casually, and Duan Zhuo said, "I just happened to be fine, I'll send you there."

"Need not……"

"Okay, I just want to go to the art exhibition now, so I'll go up now." He said in a leisurely tone.

"..." This person threatened her?

Zhimian doesn't want him to run into Tong Ran, and there may be Duan Zhuo's fans here, so what should I do if I cause a sensation?

She reluctantly said, "I'll contact you when I finish my meal."

The other end laughed, "Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, Zhimian and Tong Ran had a simple meal near the exhibition center. After dinner, Tong Ran learned Zhimian and went back to school first.

Zhimian stood on the side of the road in front of the restaurant and sent a message to Duan Zhuo.

A minute later, Black Bentley drove over and stopped in front of him.

Zhimian opened the rear door, got into the car, and carried the faint perfume smell of the warm bvlgari white tea into the car.

Duan Zhuo turned his eyes and saw the girl's outfit today, and the stunning moment passed through his eyes-

The white shirt and suit skirt are wrapped in exquisite curves. They are wearing a small black suit jacket that fits into a ponytail on the outside. The white neck curve is hidden under the collar of the shirt, which is fascinating.

This was the first time he saw her dress like this.

Between maturity and youth, it is inexplicably more charming.

Zhimian closed the door and heard a meaningful voice from a man coming from beside him: "This interview is so important?"

She was stunned for a moment, turned to meet his gaze, "What's wrong?"

Duan Zhuo rolled his Adam's apple, looked away, and his voice was faint: "Nothing, where are you going?"

"Lively create Baiwei."

Duan Zhuo was slightly stunned, "You go to this store for an interview? Interview with a comic assistant?"

"No, it's the signing painter."

"Um?"

Zhimian hesitated and told him: "I am now the main writer of the comics and want to be their contract painter."

Zhimian said roughly, Duan Zhuo understood what she meant, "How was the painting? Where did you publish your works?"

"Lehua comics."

Duan Zhuo had vaguely heard of this website from her before, "What's your name?"

Zhimian was a little embarrassed to say this, "What do you want to know about this? You are not interested in this, and I am not famous. I am just an ordinary painter."

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, "Don't you think I can't find it?"

“…”

Then she was too lazy to say it.
To be continued...