Zhao Yuan raised his hand and bowed, thanking the passengers on the plane for the applause, and said, "Thank you for your encouragement, just slap the applause, don't disturb others' rest."

This sentence attracted bursts of laughter, and everyone's favorability towards Zhao Yuan soared a little further. At the same time, he really stopped applauding obediently.

Zhao Yuan's appeal made many people secretly talk, but when they thought about it, they felt it was natural.

After all, he is a hero!

Not only because he defeated the Han Dynasty and promoted the country's prestige, but also because he stood up in times of crisis to save lives!

How can such a person not be loved? How can he have no appeal?

After returning to his seat, Zhao Yuan closed his eyes and, with the protection of his nap, used the Qi Refining Technique to continue to purify the power of his wishes he had obtained in the past few days, nourish his body, and restore his cultivation.

The passengers around thought he was too tired to sleep and rest, so they closed their mouths and kept silent. Even their every move was slowed down as much as possible, for fear that the noise would disturb Zhao Yuan's rest.

The flight after that was very smooth. When the plane landed steadily at Rongcheng International Airport, Zhao Yuan opened his eyes just now.

After refining and absorbing the power of his wish for several hours, his energy and spirit were restored. His depressed appearance before he got on the machine was gone. Although he had not reached the state of high spirits, he had also returned to his usual level.

When getting off the plane, Zhao Yuan met the passengers' request for a photo as previously agreed. Even the captain and flight attendants of the flight came over to join in the fun and took a photo with Zhao Yuan.

"You don't go up and want to take a photo?" Yumiko's senior brother asked with a smile after seeing this scene.

Yumiko shook her head: "I am over the age of taking a photo with my idol, so it's already very impulsive to ask for an autograph. What's more, compared to taking a photo, I hope to get to know Zhao Yuan more and ask him who he is able to write such charming words!"

Yumiko's senior brother nodded slightly: "This is exactly what I want to do. After these people who are going to take a photo disperse, we will go up and meet him."

The two stood aside and waited for a long time. After all the people who were going to take a photo left with satisfaction, they went forward and greeted Zhao Yuan with a smile. Before they could tell the purpose of the trip, Zhao Yuan said, "You want to take a photo, right? No problem."

The bone girl stepped forward and snatched her cell phone from Yumiko. Before the two of them could react, they took a "click" and took a photo with Zhao Yuan for them.

"We are not..." Yumiko was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yang Jingbo: "Zhao Yuan, let's leave quickly when it's done. The school leaders are still waiting for us outside the airport." After that, he stepped forward and pulled Zhao Yuan away.

Zhao Yuan was very polite and apologized to Yumiko and her senior brother: "I'm sorry, I have something to do, I have to leave first."

The bone girl returned the phone to Yumiko and said, "I took several photos, you can see if you like it yourself." Then she quickly followed Zhao Yuan.

Looking at the group of people walking away in an instant, Yumiko and her senior brother stayed there with a messy expression.

After a long time, Yumiko smiled bitterly and said, "What was going on just now? Didn't we go up to meet Zhao Yuan and ask him where he learned outstanding calligraphy from? Why did he end up taking a photo?"

Her senior brother shook his head blankly and could not answer these questions.

At the same time, at the arrival entrance of the international flight, a group of people holding flowers gathered here to look forward to it, and the number of people is small and hundreds.

Such a situation made many uninformed people unable to help but guess: "What's going on with these people? Could it be that some big stars arrived in Rong today and their fans came to pick them up?"

At this time, there was a flight from South Korea. Among the passengers, there were several members of the current well-known Korean boy group TMA. They came to Rong to participate in a commercial performance. From a distance, they saw the crowd gathered outside the international arrival port, holding flowers and looking forward to it. The members of the Korean boy group immediately showed a proud smile on their faces.

"Captain, look, there are so many Chinese fans who have picked up the plane!" Choi Seung-hoon, a member of the boy group who dyed his hair green, said to their captain Kim Hwan-jin.

"I saw it." Kim Hwan-jin nodded slightly. Although her eyes were full of excitement, she still pretended not to care and said in a pretentious manner: "These Chinese fans are just annoying, and hundreds of people come to pick them up at any time. Alas, they are so annoying!"

Their agent said, "Yes, yes, you flew over from South Korea and were tired of travel. What you need most now is rest, not taking photos with these fans. I will let the bodyguards protect you later. You strode out, don't worry about these fans, and don't stop. After leaving the airport, there is a car from the organizer waiting for us and go directly to the hotel to rest."

The members of the TMA boy group burst into laughter.

"I like this arrangement!"

"We just can't be too enthusiastic when dealing with these fans. The more cold and arrogant they are, the more they like it!"

"You are right. Didn't they say that idols abuse me thousands of times. Do I treat idols like my first love? Today, let's satisfy their desire to abuse!"

They quickly picked up their luggage and walked out of the international arrival port surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards.

The bodyguards received the advice of their agents to protect the members of the TMA boy group, for fear that the hundreds of people gathered outside would rush over and disperse them.

However, when they walked out of the international arrival port, the expected chaos did not happen. The hundreds of people gathered here, just as if they had not seen them, ignored them at all, and just stood on tiptoe, stretched their heads, and looked inside.

The members of the TMA boy group were collectively stunned.

"What's going on?" Cui Chengxun couldn't help but swear.

Kim Hwan-jin was also surprised: "Does these Chinese fans have bad eyes? We have all come out, why are they still looking inside? Don't rush over to give us flowers and ask us for autographs to take photos? This is unreasonable!"

"Can they not recognize you because you wore sunglasses and masks?" The agent was also puzzled, but his mind was very useful and soon thought of such a possibility.

"It's possible! Then why don't we take off our sunglasses and masks?"

Kim Hwan-jin's proposal was immediately unanimously agreed by the members of the TMA boy group.

Although they said they didn't want to be disturbed by fans, if there were no fans to pick them up, they felt unacceptable and were afraid that this matter would be reported by reporters and then maliciously hyped by their opponents, which would have an impact on their popularity and money-making ability!
Chapter completed!