My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

"Mr. Song didn't give in too much." Qin Nuan raised her eyebrows.

The secret was really tight. After the finale banquet the day before yesterday, he flew directly to Chuancheng, acting as if he didn't know when the next meeting would be, and didn't reveal any news to her.

Song Zhan seemed to be aware of Qin Nuan's thoughts, he softened his voice and explained, "It was the program team that didn't let it leak out."

Qin Nuan shrugged, in fact, she didn't particularly mind this matter.

In order to adjust the atmosphere, Qin Nuan leaned in front of Song Zhan and asked with a smile, "Brother Zhan, can you secretly tell me what the theme of this program is? Is the program group planning to abuse us again?"

"Don't worry, with your 'country' nanny here, no one in the show crew can abuse you." Song Zhan replied.

Even Song Zhan saw the sign raised by the fans of the show when he boarded the plane.

Woohoo!

She has no face to face anyone!

Qin Nuan grabbed the blanket and covered herself tightly.

Not long after the plane took off, Qin Nuan fell asleep.

Because she slept so soundly, Qin Nuan's sleeping appearance became uneasy. She tore off the blanket from her body, tilted her head, and just slid onto Song Zhan's shoulder.

Tan Xue saw her and planned to wake Qin Nuan up.

Song Zhan shook his head quickly, picked up the blanket on the ground and covered Qin Nuan again, then lowered his voice: "It's okay."

Tan Xue glanced at Song Zhan gratefully, then looked at her artist's sleeping appearance in embarrassment, turned her face away and stopped looking around.

Song Zhan pulled down the curtain on the seat and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees.

Then, looking at the sleeping face on his shoulder, she lowered her eyes.

He raised his hand to gently cover Qin Nuan's eyebrows.

At an altitude of 30,000 feet, the look in his eyes was lonely and lonely.

Qin Nuan, why don't you remember me?

Is it because thirteen years have been too long, or because I was not worth mentioning thirteen years ago, that's why I didn't leave any impression on you.

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The wings of the plane passed through the sea of ​​clouds, drawing a perfect arc between the clouds. From dusk to dawn, it took ten hours of flying before reaching the sky over Iceland.

After Qin Nuan woke up, she freshened up, washed and put on makeup, and ate breakfast happily.

The tacit understanding is that the other three people didn't mention the picture of Qin Nuan not sleeping well.

After breakfast, the plane landed at the airport smoothly. The group got into the car directly and arrived at the hotel that the program team had booked in advance.

The other guests also arrived at about the same time. After everyone had lunch and rested, they boarded the bus packaged by the program group and headed to a nearby Internet celebrity town.

Gu Zhengxi sat in the car, like a child with ADHD, not honest at all. She ran to Shen Changan's side for a while, and the two exchanged a few words, and then ran in front of Qin Nuan.

"Little sister, why is your name still on the hot search list. Tell me honestly, are you on a yearly contract?"

Qin Nuan gave him a sideways glance, and then turned over the left and right pockets of her jacket, "Do you think I have this spare money with my current fame?"

Gu Zhengxi glanced at the two empty pockets, with a serious face: "No."

Qin Nuan stuffed her pockets again, and was too lazy to talk to Gu Zhengxi.

Gu Zhengxi leaned on the seat beside Qin Nuan, touched his chin, and pondered again: "Then who has this spare money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhengxi suddenly felt a cold light pass by, he looked over and saw Song Zhan beside Qin Nuan staring at him with a half-smile, without saying a word.

He immediately rubbed his arm, smoothed the goosebumps that appeared on his arm, and said with a laugh: "Should be a very powerful benefactor father!"

After speaking, he obediently withdrew to his position.