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At the end of the weekend, he can be evaluated in eight big characters-a dandy, unrestrained.

However, in view of his cute face, pleasing personality, generous spending, loyalty, and extremely gentle and affectionate treatment of women, then this romantic temperament is not enough to make people hate him.

There is a little difference from the ordinary idiot rich second generation. Apart from playing with luxury cars, sleeping with celebrities and going to nightclubs, he is also a young literary and artistic youth with quite good academic performance on weekends and weekends.

When he was studying, he worked hard on his own, coupled with the family's spending money on management, he just squeezed into the threshold of Oxford University, where he studied an undergraduate major in classical literature and modern Greek.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and the studies are not considered successful, but there are many foreign girls.Before returning to China, he was told by one of his girlfriends that he had won the bid and was pregnant with his seed.

This can be regarded as something that can boost the glory of China. He actually doesn't feel ashamed, but marriage and having children are indeed not within the scope of consideration in the near future, so he has to rush to make money to make peace, and he usually flees and returns home.

Fortunately, foreign girls are more open. When I got off the plane, I received a text message from the UK at the end of the weekend. The sonnets are generally long and obscure, and can basically be summed up as: "Love is voluntary, and there is no regret".

You are happy, I am happy, and I have no regrets. I have done a lot on weekends and weekends. He mourned for the unborn son in his heart for a minute. After he retrieved his suitcase from the airport conveyor belt, he completely left behind.

The philosophy of life at weekends and weekends is very simple and rude. You have to move forward in the direction that makes you happy. As for other things, forget them if you can, and pretend to forget them if you can’t.

It was April in the world, and the embrace of the motherland was already a little hot.The person who came to pick him up today was his best bad friend since he was a child, a little fresh meat who has just stepped into the entertainment industry and is working hard. Both his real name and stage name are Xia Yicen.

As soon as I arrived at the pick-up gate at the end of the weekend, I saw a group of girls holding support fans and wearing support shirts, chattering and laughing, surrounding an unlucky guy and pulling them constantly.

He glanced around and made sure that there was no sign of Xia Yicen, so he bravely walked towards the group of idiotic fans, and when he got close, he could see clearly that the fans and clothes of these little girls really had his little girl printed on them. Zhang handsome face.

There are those in ancient costumes and ordinary clothes, some smiling and frowning, which make his eyes hurt.

At the end of the weekend, he was separated from the crowd, dragged another big box, and turned around a few times but failed to find any stitches. He blinked, thought about it, picked up a handful of support fans that were squeezed out from the ground, and held it up high. On the top of his head, he shouted: "Give way, let me see Cen Bao, I sold Amway for Cen Bao, and I am still a male fan!"

These days, corruption is basically food, and the effect of male fans is immediate. Everyone sees that the weekend has a beautiful face, and when he yells out the last sentence, a little girl with an ambiguous smile takes the lead and retreats to the side, huh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Find a way.

Xia Yicen was at the end of the path between two human walls, with his head down, covering his face with one hand, holding his hat and sunglasses steady, and holding an A4 card with black marker pen on it to hold his hat and sunglasses. "At the end" three words, big and bold.

The paper was all crumpled, and he was very helpless at the end of the weekend, but he still tried his best to maintain his usual gentleness and demeanor, as if walking on a red carpet, looking left and right, nodding and smiling, to the slightly better-looking girls in the crowd, Sincere compliments.

When he dawdled in front of Xia Yicen, the two of them met each other's eyes, and ran away without saying a word.At the end of the weekend, he put his big suitcase in front of him, broke through the two walls of people trying to close together, and ran along the airport passage until he reached the square in front of the exit, and then stopped under the sun, panting a little tone.

Xia Yicen was still holding onto the piece of paper, and looked back at the end of the weekend. The group of idiotic fans didn't know if they were afraid of the sun's ultraviolet rays, but they didn't catch up. He punched Xia Yicen on the shoulder, raised his eyebrows and scolded him: "I A mentally handicapped person, can you have the consciousness of being a star and just come here so swaggeringly?"

The other party squinted his eyes and fanned the two of them with a piece of paper. It was obviously a cap with sunglasses, a white shirt and jeans, but it made people look a little fairy-like. It can only be blamed for his too classic temperament. But he wanted to laugh harmlessly again, and said in a slow voice: "Look at you, you can't pretend anymore, Mo Mo, demeanor, demeanor."

On weekends and weekends, I often put on an illusion of being a gentleman and gentle as jade in front of people. In fact, getting along with close people in private is more irritable than a hundred Aries combined.

He snatched the piece of paper with his name on it, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can next to him, grinning and complaining: "Xia Yicen, I'm not so blind that I can't even recognize you kid, tell me, how did you reveal your whereabouts?" .”

Xia Yicen helped Zhou weekend drag the suitcase, led the people to the direction of the airport parking lot, shook his head and told him with a sigh: "I...posted a Weibo last night."

At the end of the weekend, he rolled his eyes and was speechless.

He recently starred in a costume idol TV series invested and filmed by Yunteng Media, a well-known local tycoon company in the industry. The drama is adapted from a popular stand-alone online game. The entire IP has a generation of die-hard fans, even though the plot The changes have been relatively large, and the acting skills of all the handsome men and beauties are also worrying, but it still became popular on all major media platforms and video sites overnight.

Xia Yicen has only recently become popular because of this, and he is not used to the life of avoiding fans and paparazzi.

They chatted all the way to the entrance of the parking lot, and broke out in a cold sweat as soon as they entered. Among the group of brainless fans, someone who probably had some connections unexpectedly went to ambush in the parking lot ahead of time, and formed a group, blocking the parking space for Xia Yicen. On the only road that must be passed, he watched all directions with his eyes straight and his ears listened to all directions, waiting to arrest people and ask for autographs and group photos.

Fortunately, at the end of the weekend, I reacted quickly, pulled Fa Xiao and hid behind the square pillar next to the entrance, and stood with my back against the pillar wall, not daring to breathe.He got a little angry, lowered his voice and asked: "Yi Cen, why are your fans like illegitimate fans?"

Xia Yicen is also one and two older, but he still speaks slowly: "Not necessarily, these young people are all students, and today is not a holiday. Students who can skip class and come out to chase stars are naturally more crazy."

Hearing this at the end of the weekend, I got goosebumps all over my body, and cursed: "Your uncle is so eloquent, I knew I would call my driver to pick me up, how could there be so much shit, if you want to get out of here today, you have to listen to me."

Xia Yicen nodded, and said in his heart, it's not just today, when will I dare not listen to your mistakes.

At the end of the weekend, seeing that some of the brainless fans had noticed the movement on their side and were about to come over to investigate, he hurriedly patrolled around, trying to find another hiding place.

Not far from them, there was a wine-red SUV parked. Through the window, one could vaguely see the inside. There seemed to be a slim woman sitting in the driver's seat.At the end of the weekend, he felt something was going on, so he pulled Xia Yicen and rushed over, pulling him towards the car door.