On the plane, Lu Yifan was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, wrapped tightly, and it was difficult for others to recognize him.

The plane was about to land. Song Qianqian looked at Lu Yifan, who was holding a cell phone and reading the novel.

A purple towel surrounded half of the face, but from the side, you can still see the boy's handsome facial features.

Especially with that deep and focused look, Song Qianqian felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.

"Hmm? What's wrong, little girl, why are you always looking at me?" Lu Yifan said with a smile.

"I feel like you look familiar, but I just can't remember where I have seen you." Song Qianqian said.

"Haha, I'm a public face, it's normal for you to look familiar." Lu Yifan said.

After saying that, Lu Yifan closed his eyes and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Song Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. This boy looked quite easy to talk to. But... he didn't plan to introduce himself. He had all said his name, and the girl felt a little annoyed.

However, when Lu Yifan narrowed a slit and saw the video in Song Qianqian's laptop, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hmm? This is..."

"This is my idol, Lu Yifan! Look how handsome he is! I don't know how many times I have watched this video! But I just can't watch it enough! I can just loop a single song all day!"

When talking about her idol, Song Qianqian immediately started talking as if she was talking.

Ten minutes later.

When Song Qianqian saw Lu Yifan looking at him with a smile on his face, her face turned a little flushed.

"Sorry, I made you laugh. But when it comes to my idol, I just can't control it!" Song Qianqian said.

"Which school are you in?" Lu Yifan, who had not made a sound for a long time, suddenly asked, looking at the girl's face.

The girl's figure is not particularly explosive, but she is quite well-proportioned.

Her legs are particularly long, very white, and her facial features are also very delicate. Overall, she can barely be considered a school beauty, but she is a little worse than a top beauty like Tang Mengyao beside her.

Lu Yifan's eyes were a little unrestrained. Song Qianqian blushed and felt a little embarrassed. She gave him a blank look and paused, "I am from the Chinese Academy of Peking University. This time I went back to my alma mater from a place where I was internship in other places to attend the new bookmarking ceremony of Long Tuan Ge. What about you?"

When Lu Yifan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he pondered for a moment, "Leave me a contact information."

"ah?"

Song Qianqian was stunned on the spot.

I'm going so straightforward!

Is this a phone number?

Could it be that he would ask me to go out to check in to do something ashamed to do in the evening?

Song Qianqian was caught off guard and couldn't help but feel a little panicked. After hesitating for a long time, she took out a notebook from her schoolbag, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote down a string of numbers.

"Then...what is your number?" Song Qianqian asked with a flushed face.

"I will call you when I go back, don't worry." Lu Yifan said with a smile.

Since he met his fans on the plane, Lu Yifan would not pretend to be a big shot like Mr. Tang Jiu.

The so-called meeting is fate!

What's more, this is still a beauty, and Lu Yifan is happy to meet her.

But when Song Qianqian saw that Lu Yifan didn't give her contact information, she immediately turned around with deep resentment, took out her small notebook and started drawing circles on it.

At 10:30 in the morning, the plane finally landed!

Mr. Tang Jiu looked down from the window, with an ecstatic expression on his face, and said proudly to Tang Mengyao: "Did you see it? My fans are here to pick you up!

Humph, do you, who is the mortal, have such treatment?"
Chapter completed!