Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng glanced at it. There was a black line in his forehead. He had to admit that there was a wall between the fans of the actor and the fans of Xiaoxianrou idol. It was too exaggerated. What kind of fans, a large cult scene!

The orange sweater is printed with a full-featured logo behind it. At first glance, it looks like a flying eagle with wings spread out. He is a fan of Si Chengluo's family. Even the light sign in his hand is one size bigger than others.

The sky blue long trench coat is a bit like a raincoat. It is very eye-catching. It is a fan of Cheng Ye's family. Behind him is a shield. The letters form the logo. It is the abbreviation of Cheng Ye's name and is also majestic.

In such a big square, there must be more than 100,000 people visually. Basically, Si Chengluo and Cheng Ye have the most fans, half more than others, and they are the most conspicuous and arrogant. It looks like today’s The war is unavoidable.

When I reached a distance of one kilometer, the car couldn't move or go inside. The road was full of people and couldn't walk a meter in ten minutes.

Ling Sheng was afraid of being recognized. After all, he was a public figure. He put on sunglasses and a mask, and got out of the car holding his son.

Xiao Qi is Si Chengluo's little brother, but he likes Brother Luo. She also watched the video to learn to dance and sing with Brother Luo. He also wore an orange down jacket.

When Ling Sheng dressed him in the morning, the little guy herself had to wear orange. She didn't know why, but after seeing Si Chengluo's cheering color, she finally knew.

"Little Qi." Ling Sheng looked at his son's excited big eyes and didn't know where to look, and asked him: "Do you like Brother Luo or Brother Xiaoye?"

Xiao Qi frowned and bit her lip embarrassedly: "Do you have to choose one?"

Ling Sheng saw that his son's small face became embarrassed, and smiled: "It's not mandatory to choose, but you must not say in front of Brother Xiaoye that you like Brother Luo best."

That kid, Yeah, is actually more sensitive and feels uncomfortable.

Xiao Qi didn't know why, so he nodded his little head: "Xiao Qi knows."

As we moved forward, there were many sellers of Yingyuan cards and Yingyuan lamps, and all of them were in a mess now. Except for the two sons of Huoci Studio, Si Chengluo and Cheng Ye, neither of them had any official sales of peripherals. It takes time, effort and money. Most draft members from small companies are organized by fans themselves.

However, although Si Chengluo and Cheng also have official peripherals, many sell pirated copies.

Ling Sheng watched his son staring enviously at the person holding the aid lamp, and bought two in the past, one from Cheng Ye and one from Si Chengluo.

Xiao Qi took one in one hand. When passing by, there were also a row of fans who made their own peripherals, and exchanged peripherals.

Ling Sheng fell in love with the keychain made by Cheng Ye's fans. It was super delicate and beautiful, and the place where the fan sister was, unlike a long line in other places, they surrounded her and saw that they had received it. She left, she took Xiao Qi and passed.

Who knows that when you get to the front, you know that the lottery is drawn in the super chat in advance, and the winner can only get the key chain by showing the screenshot and Weibo.

The female fan looked at the child next to her holding a light sign in one hand, her eyes changed slightly, her disgust under her eyes made no secret of her disgust: "You are a double burden, I only give Xiaoyefans here."

Ling Sheng explained with a smile: "I am a fan of Cheng Ye. I am a small coconut just like you, really."

Cheng Ye's fan is called Coconut. She has not paid attention to the situation of Si Chengluo's family, but the situation of Xiao Ye's brother is still clear to her.

The female fan didn’t believe it. She dressed her son in orange clothes and held two light signs to make it clear whether she was a double-bodied dog or a double-bodied dog with eccentric Schengluo. She whited her eyes and was patient: "What evidence do you have? Prove that you are a Cheng Ye fan?"

"I'm really a Cheng Ye fan, he is only a fan." Ling Sheng pointed at himself vowedly, and pointed at Xiaoqi again: "He is a fan of Si Chengluo."

Female fans have always disliked wall-to-wall grass. The double burden is stinky mouse **** in their only fans, and they don’t want to take care of her: "I can only receive the prize if I won the draw in advance. You didn’t participate in the draw, and you can’t receive it. Look elsewhere!"

"I see, trouble you, thank you!" Ling Sheng looked at the exquisite key chain with loss, and was about to say goodbye.

Who knew there was a shout not far away: "Shengsheng!"