Xiao Lin had been standing for hours. Behind her was the city hall in the west coast city, where the signing ceremony of the tourist ambassador would be held in an hour later.
Nowadays, many foreign cities were willing to invite Chinese artists to act as "tourism ambassadors". For domestic artists, this was a good opportunity to step on the international stage, while for foreign cities, this was a venture to attract wealthy Chinese tourists… Who doesn't want such win-win deal?
Although it was summer, the nights on the west coast were quite cold. Xiao Lin hugged her precious camera and squeezed into the first row of the Red Carpet Fan area. Compared with other enlivened fans around her, Xiao Lin didn't bear any excitement on her face. From time to time, she often looked at her watch and play with her cell phone to ease boredom.
She wasn't a fan of Su Jin at all. Her "Pure white flower" image wasn't particularly her favorite. Instead, her idols belong to a male group.
The thing is, she owed her friend a favor, thus she was forced to drag her butt in this very crowded place. Ah! How frustrating! She missed the comforts of her bed back at her home. Rolling her eyes, she remembered her friend's message. —"My goddess Su Jin is going to XX city to attend the event! Don't you study there, help me and take some beautiful pictures of her!"
Thus, Xiao Lin positioned herself in the Red Carpet Fan area, waiting for the arrival of the "Goddess Su Jin".
Out of the blue, someone shouted, snatching the crowd's attention right away.
"Flash news everyone!!! My gay friend at the airport has seen Jin Jin arrived!"
Someone immediately answered, "What happened? Did your friend get Jin Jin's autograph or her photo?"
"… No." The man said sadly, "My friend said that Jin Jin walked very fast and did not greet anyone."
After listening to this, everyone fell silent for a second. For fans chasing stars, they knew that they were chasing a "dream beyond reach".
However, everyone still had that one ambition in their hearts, and that is for the idol to notice them. Their eyes gleamed, hoping that the shining star would cross with their paths, and leave a smile while looking at them in the eye.
With the dreadful news, fans could only cheer up and comfort each other: "It's not Jin Jin's fault. It must be her manager! Every time Jin Jin wants to interact with fans, Fang Xie stops him!"
"Yes, yes, it must be that Fang's fault!"
"It's all her manager's fault!"
"Jin Jin is innocent!"
"Jin Jin has us in her heart!"
Hearing this, Xiao Lin snickered in her heart and didn't bother to enter the conversation. She opened her DSLR camera and checked the parameter settings for the nth time.
This city was not big. Su Jin could be only 20 minutes away from the airport and they would be able to see her soon.
"However, my gay friend said that Jin Jin feels completely different today!" The fan added, "I asked him why he felt that way, he didn't answer but instead sent me a full screen of' ah ah ah ah ah ah ah' frustratingly. This was so puzzling."
Everyone's curiosity was piqued up. Even Xiao Lin stopped wiping the camera and began to think.
... Completely different? What can be different? Su Jin started her career three years ago and has always been in the demure, not scandalous type of artist. For a signing ceremony like today, she must be wearing a formal evening dress, which could be guessed.
Just as Xiao Lin was thinking, suddenly many security personnel stepped out of the gate of the city hall and formed a wall of people hand in hand, blocking the excited fans. The staff told them that Su Jin would be here in another five minutes!
This was the longest and shortest five minutes of her life, she groaned impatiently.
The hours of waiting and securing that her position was convenient to take a photo or two for her dear friend, Xiao Lin felt numbness began to spread from her feet up to her waist. She was wearing shorts, which she regretted the most. The cold wind bit her skin, causing goosebumps to erupt.
But her goosebumps suddenly multiplied to thousands when a Lincoln limousine stopped at the end of the red carpet.
Amidst the deafening cheers, she still held up the camera as fast as she could, holding a lens weighing several kilograms in both hands, and pointed the viewing frame at the back door of the limousine. Exactly ten seconds later, manager Fang Xie, assistant and stylist Ashan appeared in public view. Fang Xie's face was filled with inexplicable excitement and nervousness. With a tight face, he quickly detoured to the back seat.
However, before his hand could even touch the door handle, it was suddenly pushed open by a strong force.