Chapter 243: : Zuo Hancheng, don't! (3)

The cold wind on the top of the mountain whizzed past, and Anhao suddenly felt that all his bones were chilling.
When the assistant director saw her, a little girl's eyes suddenly became very indifferent. He didn't know what was wrong with her. Originally, he wanted to ask her if she wanted to act, but from her face, she seemed to be emotionally unsuitable for acting. The happy role they arranged.
The little girl now is so cold and arrogant, such a good opportunity is said to be missed.
The assistant director shook his head with regret, turned around and went back to the crew to continue working without asking her.
Anhao looked at her toes calmly.
Is she like Rong Xue?
Is that right?
She had never noticed that Rong Xue in her impression was always amazingly beautiful on the red carpet. She never thought that she would look a bit like her in the dust.
Even if Rong Xue had stood in front of her, her impression was the noble and glamorous Rong Xue.
I haven't watched Rong Xue's other movies very much, and I haven't noticed her appearance with light makeup or plain makeup, but the deputy director just now said with certainty that she is like Rong Xue.
An Hao suddenly remembered that Yi Zeyang stared at her face for a long time, and then told her that Zuo Hancheng was not a beloved.
Yi Zeyang discovered something mysterious at that time, but he didn't want to hurt her self-esteem, so he didn't directly explain it.
Anhao's calm and indifferent eyes slowly raised, not wanting to admit that his already calmed heart was instantly pierced by a needle.
Now it is not only uncomfortable, but also feels almost out of breath.
There were countless things in her mind shaking, circling, forcing her to almost kill.
She took a few deep breaths, nails deeply inserted into the palms of her hands.
Is that right?
Is that it?
Zuo Hancheng, you help a little madman who has only met once, and you can take such a strange little girl to get married within twenty-four hours of knowing you. Is the real reason because this girl looks so much like you? Ever loved one?
"Good, good, where's your phone?"
Huang Amao suddenly ran over and looked at her with excitement: "Lend your phone to me. I have been taking pictures and uploading them to the Internet. I am doing a live photo broadcast on Weibo. Many fans are here. Watching, my phone is almost out of power, lend me your phone and I will take pictures."
Anhao didn't speak, and took out the phone in her bag and handed it to her.
Huang Amao didn’t notice her emotions, but looked at her strangely. After receiving the phone, he was even more surprised and said,
Why are you turning off your phone? No wonder you haven’t heard your phone ring from yesterday to now. You turned it off."
Anhao didn't explain. The reason for turning off the phone was because she didn't want to receive a call. Secondly, it would prevent some people from finding the GPS location of her mobile phone so easily.
But now it seems she is thinking too much.
In fact, maybe something is already destined, just like when she sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Hot Pot City and pointed to Rong Xue on the big screen to praise him, Zuo Hancheng’s expressionless and even frosty face was doomed to him. In his heart, she has never really accommodated her.
Everything is just an illusion.
Maybe people are now rekindling their old feelings like glue, where would they come to find her such a little girl who ran to T city because she was unhappy for a while, and where would she be struggling to use GPS technology to find her.
Huang Amao turned on the Anhao phone, took her phone and ran to take a photo, muttering, "The signal here is really bad, sometimes there is no, it takes so long to send a picture..."
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After more than two hours, An Hao and Huang Amaochu watched the crew leave one after another on the top of the mountain.
Although Huang Amao got the autographs and group photos he wanted, the XX Korean celebrity just went to China to collect money. He would not consider such a fan or two. He did not propose to let the crew take them with them. Downhill.
It was not until Huang Amao and Anhao were thrown on the top of the mountain like this. Looking at the vehicles slowly descending the mountain, Anhao turned his head to look at the speechless Huang Amao: "This is how you have been infatuated for more than two years. Idol?"
Huang Amao raised his hand and touched his nose, and smiled: "Idol, of course, I won't let fans get in their cars casually. It's okay. Are there some street lights on the mountain road? Let's go too. Right."
Anhao was sleepy, cold, and uncomfortable, and there was a big knot in her mind, which made her unable to hold up much emotion to quarrel with Huang Amao, and the two walked directly down the mountain.
Those crew's cars drove very quickly, and in a blink of an eye they had gone down the mountain and disappeared.
Huang Amao also gradually got chills because of the indifference of those on the crew. The hand that had been holding the signature book tightly just now became a little looser, and he threw the signature book and the mobile phone with the photo into the bag. Sighed.
"Good, I suddenly felt that, in fact, some people like it from a distance. If they really get closer or understand, they will find that everything is just an illusion. The warm smile on the screen is just a kind of occupation. Marketing means, the person on the screen is not the real person at all..."
"You finally know now?" An Hao rolled his eyes: "It's okay, although I ran here with you in the middle of the night to get cold, but at least it makes you a little fan awake, and finally doesn't need to look at you in the future. There are star posters on the bed and they keep calling Oppa, so you don’t have to watch you change husbands every day. Let’s go and go back.
Huang Amao's mood also became depressed, and walked down the mountain with Anhao.
The lights on the mountain road were very dim, and the total number of up and down was not even ten. When they finally walked to the winding road in the middle of the mountain, they both walked a little desperately. They were cold and tired and their legs hurt.
I was walking step by step on the winding road, and suddenly I heard someone whistling behind him, and a car that they had ignored was slowly approaching from behind.
Anhao and Huang Amao turned around and saw a brand new van coming from behind, the car stopped beside them, the window opened, and there were four or five men whistling at them: "Two little girls , Just walk down the mountain like this at so late? How cold? Do you want to get down in our car?"
At a glance, they recognized that several people in the car were unknown extras hired by the crew nearby. They drove down the mountain and followed them all the way.
Hearing their whistles and their squinting expressions, An Hao and Huang Amao are both alarm bells in their hearts.
The two of them did not speak. When the person in the car reached out to open the door to let them get on the car, they took Huang Amao's hand and said, "One, two, three...run!"