The number one playboy on the Peninsula!

Chapter 181 Love without Time Difference
April 21, 5:4 p.m. Beijing time.

The flight from Switzerland to Shanghai entered Chinese territory. Gong Cheng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. It would take about an hour to arrive in Shanghai.

When he returned to his seat, Jin Dayu paced hurriedly in the corridor, looking at Gong Cheng. It was not until the stewardess beside him kindly reminded him that he calmed down his nervousness.

"What's wrong, brother? It seems like you are more nervous than me?" Gong Cheng smiled and leaned back in his seat with energy.

"This fan meeting was very grand, and the entire process was planned by your Chinese planner. I've seen the planning, it's very impressive." Jin Dae-woo couldn't help but say,
"And the local government has opened up some conveniences. Before I boarded the plane, I even reposted the news of your impending landing in Shanghai on the official Instagram account."

"Then I'm really looking forward to it, brother." Gong Cheng opened the sun visor on the airport beside him. In the dark clouds, crackling raindrops splashed on the fuselage. The rain was heavy.
Just as the rabbit idol had said, it was raining heavily.

"Don't worry, the plan is the kind that will shock you at first sight, and the venue is also very large, so it can be used for a small concert." Jin Daewoo added, clicking his tongue, and couldn't help but sigh at the popularity of this kid in China.

After all, Gong Cheng is Chinese, so it is normal for him to eat a lot of lunch. Moreover, this is the first time he has performed in his own country since his debut. "Seriously, you kid,

Every time an album is released, whether it is a solo album or a group album, your Chinese fans' purchasing power is really strong. They support and vote on the charts, and you are considered the No.1 in your base.
It was so moving that sometimes the president and I were afraid that you would stay in your own country to develop and not return to Seoul."

"Yes, that's why I've been looking forward to this meeting." Gong Cheng smiled and pulled down the sun visor. Although it was a rainy day, he was very excited when he thought about fulfilling the promise and meeting fans in China.
Your mood will be bright.

"But speaking of which, how big will the venue be if it's very big?" He asked curiously. Gong Cheng was confident about his popularity, so he was worried that if the venue was too small,
So what do fans who traveled thousands of miles to Shanghai do if they can't get into the venue? Just like the lunch fan at the beginning of the month, they had to buy a plane ticket, get a passport, and go through customs...

"It can accommodate thousands of people without any problem, so that venue was used to hold small concerts." Jin Dae-woo talked about some planning details.

"This was also the company's suggestion. Otherwise, given your personality, I always feel like you would rush out into the pouring rain and sing and interact with the fans outside. But no matter how I look at it, it still feels like there aren't enough seats."

He sighed and expressed his worries. The company attached great importance to Gong Cheng's domestic autograph session. Even though they were not Chinese, Gong Cheng was Chinese. On two aspects,

On the one hand, they were worried that the arrangements would be inappropriate and Gong Cheng would feel uncomfortable. On the other hand, the sales of lunch were there, so they were naturally cautious.

"That's not so exaggerated." Gong Cheng chuckled and took a sip of the orange juice brought by the stewardess, but found that the stewardess was standing beside him nervously. They were on a domestic flight.

So the crew members are all Chinese.

"What's the matter?" Gong Cheng put down the cup, his warm smile reflected in the stewardess's cautious pupils. He roughly guessed the stewardess's purpose.

"Well, we're about to land. Can we take a photo together? Tarot." The flight attendant stood in the corridor a little stiffly, not having the grace and composure she had when facing other passengers.

Then, she quickly explained, "Our entire crew is your fan, but you were resting before, so we didn't come up to disturb you. But now we are about to land,
We may never meet again, so it would be such a shame and regret for me if we don’t take a photo together.”

Kim Dae-woo was listening to the stewardess's Chinese conversation but didn't understand. But after thinking about it, he guessed that he had met a fan.
"I also think it would be a shame not to take a photo together, since we've been in Seoul for too long. We occasionally meet for lunch, but it always feels like it's not enough." Gong Cheng nodded, tilted his cheek, and broke into the camera of the stewardess's mobile phone screen.

After the photo session, the stewardess was about to stand up to express her gratitude when Gong Cheng unexpectedly took out his phone, turned on the camera, and invited him with a smile, "Would you please take a photo with me too?

Because I also want to take photos with everyone who likes me, I feel it will be a very happy thing - many fans have said that I don’t post many photos of my daily life, and I am not very active,

I know all of this, so I want to record this trip back home with photos and post them on Instagram.”

The stewardess looked at the camera, the boy's face was seriously making a "V" sign, and listened to his sincere words. For a moment, she didn't know what to say, but the voice in her ear suddenly spoke with a smile,
"I wonder who dares to call me lazy~"

"hh~" The flight attendant covered her mouth and laughed out loud in front of the camera. During the more than ten-hour flight, she had been silently paying attention to this boy who was returning to China for the first time after his debut. Was she lazy?
In fact, she thought he was very tired, otherwise he would not have slept from the moment the plane took off until just now, only turning over a few times in the middle.

It’s a little different from her treasured debut photo. When you get close to her, she looks even better in person than in the photos and videos, but why do her dark circles look heavier?
"Welcome back, Tarot. Be sure to have fun."

Before leaving, the flight attendant gave her sincere blessings.

"Thank you." Gong Cheng chuckled and waved his hand. The reminder sound in the cabin had already sounded, and the plane was about to land.

Jin Dayu packed his luggage and went to talk to his colleagues about some matters related to after landing. He was busy for a while before coming back.

The plane was flying over Shanghai. With the sun visor open, Jin Dae-woo could see the steel-cast forest beneath the clouds being washed away by the torrential rain. He couldn't help but sigh, "Now, you've become a big star too..."

"Ani, what are you talking about, brother? Didn't you become a big agent too?"

Gong Cheng fastened the buttons on his denim jacket and smiled at Jin Dae-woo...

……

The weather forecast says Shanghai will have three days of rain - at 6 p.m.

Outside the terminal building of Pudong Airport, the dark sky and rain made the sky look a little dim. In the airport hall, announcements of flight delays or passengers were constantly being broadcast, calling on them to rebook.

As Pudong Airport has routes covering the world, tourists from all over the world are busy coming in and out with their visas and passports. Under the rain outside the airport hall, anxious hearts are burning.
It was no different from the raindrops hitting the brim of an umbrella, crackling - young and beautiful faces, under the umbrellas, kept casting hopeful glances towards the exit.

Dozens of cameras from domestic media were set up under the umbrellas.

"Let's go back to the hotel to have dinner, have a good rest at night, and prepare for tomorrow's meeting." In the airport lobby, Jin Dae-woo, who had just got out of the station, was seriously telling Gong Cheng about some itinerary arrangements.

"Or..." Gong Cheng originally wanted to say that he might as well go to tomorrow's venue to take a look in the evening, but when he stood at the exit and saw the LED electronic screen in front of the airport gate, he froze in place.

Many passengers coming and going, holding their visas, curiously stared at the frozen image on the electronic screen, which looked like a huge horizontal poster.

The background color of the "poster" is dark blue, and the corners are dotted with clouds, umbrellas, hearts, and the image of Gong Cheng wearing a camouflage baseball cap. Just by looking at his attire, one can tell that it is one of his rare daily life photos.

Despite this, the face beneath the brim of his hat still radiated a warm smile. On the left side of the electronic screen, the date 04.22 was marked at the top, and a lovely Chinese text in a graphic style caught everyone's eye: "You came here, my love# is finally no longer a stack of paper, at this moment we have no time difference# Tarot"

Gong Cheng pulled out his phone, pointed it at the cheering screen in front of him, and snapped a picture. April 04.22nd—wasn't that tomorrow's fan meeting? It was their first comeback after a year since their debut, and he understood the support the fans wanted to show.

"Brother, am I handsome?" He turned around and looked down at Jin Dayu seriously, tidying up his messy hair.

Jin Dayu looked at him in surprise. This was the first time he saw this guy paying so much attention to his image after knowing him for so long. He was never like this before!

"Handsome!"

"Inside."

……

Under the rain curtain washing the city, endless flash lights flashed wildly in the gaps between the raindrops. Gong Cheng's tall figure stood in front of the terminal door. The world in his eyes was filled with only white lights that flickered like high-frequency current and rain intertwined with mist.

The mixed light and dark, irregular exposure light, made his dim surroundings even brighter and more dazzling.

"Tarot!"

“Old Palace!!!”

"Oppa, I love you!"

"..."

In every lens, large and small, that handsome face beneath the rain remained motionless, like a sculpture, with only his thick black hair rustling in the wind and rain. But after hearing the screams and shouts from behind the dancing and pulsating lights, he couldn't help but smile warmly.

Compared to the death flash of Peninsula, this level of shot is naturally no problem for Gong Cheng.

When the blurry and jumping white lights in Gong Cheng's sight gradually went out, the colors of the world returned to his eyes - under the crowded rain curtain, excited cheeks, surrounded by the crowd, hysterically shouted "Tarot", "Lao Gong", "Oppa", "Dad", and various cheering names.

"Welcome back, Oppa!"

"..."

Like words carefully rehearsed countless times, they pierced the rain curtain in front of the Pudong Airport terminal, drawing gasps and glances from many travelers. As the cries of "Tarot" grew louder, more and more people gathered around.

The nanny car arranged by the Shanghai organizer had already been blocked by a row of beautiful figures. Gong Cheng, escorted by security personnel, had just taken a step forward when Jin Dayu had not yet had time to open the black umbrella.

Colorful umbrellas that look like colorful lanterns are lined up in front of the terminal building of Pudong Airport, forming a beautiful landscape.

On the puddled ground, pairs of girls were standing on tiptoe and skirts were fluttering in the wind, eager to give all their love to the boy who was right in front of them. It was crazy and exaggerated, but everything was happening in reality.

"Oppa, did you see the cheering screen at the airport?" Beside Gong Cheng, a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old carefully touched the back of his hand that was stretched in the air and shouted excitedly.

Gong Cheng sorted out the colorful envelope he had just received. After carefully putting it back into his arms, he took out his phone with a chuckle on his face and turned on the screen.

The wallpaper on the screensaver was a landscape photo of Lake Geneva in the Swiss town of Montreux. He pointed the screensaver image at the girl who asked the question, his warm smiling eyes.

"I just came back from Switzerland. Lake Geneva is beautiful, right? Let me share it with you." He laughed a little loudly in the crackling rain, but his laughter was sincere and warm.

Gong Cheng pointed at the time at the top of the screensaver wallpaper. "It's Beijing time now, April 21st, 6:57:21 PM. Time doesn't slow down, nor does it speed up. There's no time difference between us, Pabo."

He spoke in Chinese, but couldn't help but say "pabo" in Korean in the last sentence, because he always felt that it would be weird to say "idiot", and the girls in front of him were really a group of fools who were more sincere and passionate than him.

"Oppa, what did you call me? Pabo? Ahhh! So intimate!"

"Oppa, can you call me wife?"

"..."

Gong Cheng smiled casually. The security staff and Jin Dae-woo were busy beside him. They were shocked by his popularity, but also worried that he would not be able to get out of the heavy rain.

He was a little greedy and wanted to stay in this heavy rain for a little longer...

"Oppa, see you tomorrow!"

“See You, Oppa!”

"Oppa, promise me you'll go to the Bund tonight. There's a surprise there, so you must go..."

"Oppa, how many days will you stay in the country?"

"Surprised?" Gong Cheng lowered the car window, and the rain finally got in, falling on his warm cheeks. "I'll keep the appointment."

……

Shortly after Gong Cheng got into the nanny car and left Pudong Airport, major domestic entertainment sections and social forums were instantly bombarded with the word "Tarot". The hot searches on Sina Weibo instantly turned red and were filled with the word "Tarot".

The huge number of clicks and reposts caused the country's largest comprehensive portal to be temporarily paralyzed.

Tarot Returns! Weibo Crashes, Stricken by the "Tarot Effect"

[Tarot sparks a star-chasing craze, topping the trending searches!]

Our reporter Lv Wenbo reports: Since debuting on Peninsula in 16, Chinese artist Tarot (Gong Cheng), once boycotted abroad, has, within a year, carved a path for himself in the K-pop and global music scene. Tarot is now more than just a stage name, but a symbol and icon of a musical era—and this marks the first time this rising global superstar has performed in China. It's reported that Tarot landed at Shanghai Pudong Airport an hour ago and interacted with fans there. Shanghai city authorities are also actively promoting Tarot's domestic itinerary. Thousands of fans across China are eagerly anticipating a smooth and timely return to China. Finally, I want to say, welcome back, Tarot! ! !

What is the real top stream?

Returning to China, they're a top star! Tarot has shown the Chinese entertainment industry what true popularity truly means: an international superstar! Weibo crashed, trending searches dominated the charts, and with the support of Tarot's fan group, Arcana, Shanghai, already at night, was ablaze with lights. Giant LEDs in shopping malls, subway stations, and high-rise buildings lit up with Tarot images, a testament to the love and support of domestic fans!

[Tarot appeared in China without makeup, her beauty is the best in the world, Tarot's latest airport photos! ]

[Tarot made its first appearance since it was embroiled in controversy at Paris Fashion Week a few days ago]

A series of hot searches and reports have made many people in China who don’t pay much attention to entertainment celebrities notice the name “Tarot”. They always feel that it is more popular than the ones who returned from the Peninsula in the past two years.

"Just a passerby, who is Tarot? Why does it feel like their popularity is even more outrageous than Wu Saike, Lu Han, and Huang's initial comebacks?"

"I don't know if you're being snarky, but I'm going to explain it to you anyway. Our pigeons, even those you mentioned combined, aren't enough to beat us, whether in terms of popularity or performance."

"Yes, my oppa has achieved what he has achieved in just one year since his debut. He's the only one in the entire Asian population who has achieved this! In fact, oppa is even more popular abroad than in China!"

"So is he going to return to China to develop his career? Like Wu Saike and the others? I saw a report saying he's with Xiao Xiba."

"Oh, sister, it would be great if my pigeons could come back..."

"Oh my god! My sister just learned about the value of the name Tarot, and oh my god! I'm hooked! Not to mention the results, how can a man be so handsome?"

"Excuse me, what's the surprise your fans are talking about? I'm in Shanghai and I want to go to the Bund to join in the fun."

"..."

"Ani, oh brother, is it that hot?"

Gong Cheng sat by the window on the second floor of a Haidilao restaurant near the Bund, watching Jin Dae-woo frantically guzzle water across from him, muttering to himself. Jin Dae-woo was one of the few people in the peninsula who couldn't handle spicy food.

The store was not full of customers. There were only a few scattered tables at this time. At a table next to the stairs, sat a white-collar worker, who looked tired as if he had just got off work after a busy day.

She loosened the collar of her white shirt. The heat from the hot pot made her feel a little stuffy on this rainy day. But the familiar figure by the window not far away caught her eye.

She always felt that the boy's profile and figure looked a bit like the person she was going to meet tomorrow. She couldn't help but take out her phone, secretly took a few photos, and then pretended to get a bowl of seasoning.
It wasn't until she took a detour and passed by the boy that her heart suddenly trembled.

But thinking of the meeting tomorrow, she didn't bother him. She just carefully returned to her seat, took a few more photos, and took out the pen and paper she always kept at work from her handbag, and leaned over the table to write something.

"..."

"Haha, Brother Dayu, you really made me laugh to death. Didn't I order a tomato hot pot for you? Why do you keep trying my extra spicy hot pot? I told you, the chili peppers in our country are even hotter than the ones in Seoul."

Gong Cheng quipped complacently. Actually, there was nothing to compare, but for some reason he couldn't help but want to try it. Just like Jin Dayu, who refused to believe in evil and insisted on trying it.

"Unnie, isn't it because I care about you? You are a singer, don't always eat such spicy food, and protect your voice." Jin Daewoo wiped the sweat from his forehead in shame. The excuse he made was half concern and half to cover up his embarrassment.

Gong Cheng nodded with a smile, then opened a bottle of Coke and took a sip.

"Excuse me." Just then, the store manager came over and gently placed the paper folded into the shape of a heart in front of Gong Cheng. "A customer asked me to give you this letter before leaving."

"For it?" Gong Cheng glanced at the surrounding dining tables with some confusion. Apart from a few tables of guests and waiters, he didn't see anyone else.

"Yes, the lady paid the bill for your table, but she asked for the receipt, saying she wanted to keep it as a souvenir. She hopes you enjoyed your meal."

"Pay the bill? Huh? How can you do that?" Gong Cheng stood up and looked around the living room with his tall figure. Then he lay down in front of the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window. In the rainy night, he could see nothing but the busy traffic and pedestrians holding umbrellas.

"What's wrong?" Although Jin Dayu didn't understand the conversation between the two, he saw his nervous expression and stood up, thinking something had happened.

After the manager left, Gong Cheng sat back in his seat and picked up the "love" letter on the table - a white paper with horizontal lines on it.

At first glance, it looked like something torn from one of those notebooks I often use at work. In front of the folded heart, the beautiful handwriting read, "It's been a while since I folded it, so it might look a little ugly (smiley face)." Gong Cheng flipped through the back of the envelope folded into the shape of a heart and read, "Please unwrap my heart layer by layer, Tarot."

Gong Cheng carefully opened the letter. The densely packed text was folded, leaving creases of varying depths.

We finally breathe the same air under the same sky. When I recognized you just now, that momentary feeling was so thrilling! Even though I'm older than you, I almost couldn't help but shout "Oppa." Why am I writing this? Because I feel like all the good luck has come to me since I met you, "Oppa"! When you debuted last year, I came from Wuhan to Shanghai, to this city right here at our feet. I was so lost. Were you just as lost as I was back then? Going through all those bad things in other countries?

"Oppa," you may not understand the source of our Arcana's love for you, just as we don't understand the pain you endured during those dark days to remain steadfast in your decision to stand before us again. I know "Oppa" is always grateful for Arcana's companionship and support, but "Oppa," we are also grateful for your words of a two-way love—I thank you for your singing that lifted me out of my limbs, thank you for your smile that heals me every day, and thank you for becoming a singer. So, please don't argue with me about the meal bill, okay? I secretly kept the receipt, and I took a few photos..."

"See you, The Greatest Singer Tarot! Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. Let me tell you, I won the lottery! It's not just any lottery, I won't miss it."

"Goodbye." Gong Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. After reading the contents of the letter in his hand, he took a photo of the contents of the letter and saved it in the photo album. Then he carefully folded the letter back to its original shape and put it in his pocket.

The fan who left the envelope will commemorate the "ridiculous" invoice, and he will also treasure this envelope that will never fade in his memory.

"What's wrong?" Jin Dae-woo asked softly, observing Gong Cheng's complex expression. He had roughly figured out what was going on. He probably ran into a fan, and the fan had left a handwritten letter or something.

"It's okay." Gong Cheng lowered his head and opened Instagram, uploading the content of the letter he had just photographed to his social media feed, and edited it:

The most expensive dinner

【picture】

【picture】

In addition to the photo of the envelope, there is also a photo of Beijing time,

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, the rain stopped for a while - the Bund under the warm yellow lights, and the international buildings on the Huangpu River were interspersed with each other, and the colorful neon background of the Oriental Pearl Tower further enhanced this extravagant city.

Gong Cheng and Jin Dayu did not stand under the lights, but stood low-key in the night, watching the crowded crowd in front of the Bund fence not far away.

Many passersby who paid attention to today's hot searches wanted to see what the fan group calling themselves "Arkana" wanted to do on the Bund under the Oriental Pearl Tower.

The winding Huangpu River sparkled as the cruise ship passed by. On the cabin of the huge cruise ship, cheering signs lit up, and the deck was crowded with many excited figures.

"Get ready!" A female voice suddenly came from the crowd not far away, holding a walkie-talkie.

"start!"

Jin Dae-woo gazed at the river not far away with some curiosity. Many of the fan support activities were unknown to their agency, as they were all spontaneous behaviors. "How impressive!"

He couldn't help but sigh. The company's staff in charge of the fan club had already given data that the fans of the boy next to him had extremely strong purchasing power and initiative.

Among them, the generous support from Chinese fans has surpassed that from local fans countless times. Next comes the fans from Japan, and then the local fans.

Many local fans saw their generous support on Gong Cheng’s birthday and were wondering why Chinese fans are so rich.
Gong Cheng picked up his phone and filmed the cruise ship on the Huangpu River. He included all the silver-gray cheering signs and cheering sticks in the video.

Following the female voice's "Start", the river surface remained still for more than ten seconds before drones flashing silver light slowly took off and flew into the sky. Amid exclamations, the drones flying across the night sky arranged the word "Tarot" on one side of the East Pearl.

"Oh my god, there must be hundreds of drones, right?" Jin Dae-woo widened his eyes in shock and quickly took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the scene under the night sky. This kind of cheering method was the first time he had seen it in all the years he had worked in the agency.

"Not only..." Gong Cheng stared blankly at the swarm of drones in the night sky. Next to the word "Tarot", the remaining drones slowly formed five simple patterns around it.

Hearts, butterflies, snowflakes, stars, and shapes of fireworks - after all the drones landed steadily and froze in the night sky, the originally silver lights suddenly became like ignited fireworks, bursting into brilliant colors, decorating the entire night sky with sparkling brilliance.

The drone swarm changed its formation again, simply outlining the rough outline of Gong Cheng holding a microphone in the night sky. The brilliant light strips engraved his figure on the stage in the night sky.

"Fuck!"

"That's awesome! How much does this cost?"

"Oh my god..."

"..."

Many tourists who came to check in on the Bund and curious passers-by who gathered here were shocked and exclaimed. Hands raised their mobile phones to record this moving scene.

"It's definitely going to cost a lot of money!" A young girl holding a walkie-talkie in the crowd shivered in the cold night wind. A bright smile shone proudly under the night sky. "But money isn't important. We just need..."

"Just what?"

The girl smiled without saying anything. She covered her hands with her hands, lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the swarm of drones in the night sky.

She believed that the "figure" that had just disappeared in the night sky was near the Bund, watching this surprise with her. After all, that boy never broke an appointment.

The drones circling the sky in the darkness were more dazzling than the Oriental Pearl Tower on the Huangpu River. The figure holding the microphone slowly dissipated. As the drones nimbly moved, the curious crowd around the girl couldn't help but ask, "What do you want?"

Amidst the night sky, over the Huangpu River, a scene unfolded that shocked everyone. As if on unified command, the drones, in their interwoven movements, formed a winding, brilliant text in a split second.

Be happy forever Gong Cheng

"Be happy forever, Gong Cheng" The short English sentence and Gong Cheng's Chinese name swayed slowly in the night sky, like stars imprinted in the darkness, burning in everyone's heart.

"Great..." Jin Dae-woo's hands were shaking as he took the photo with his mobile phone, and the picture in the camera was shaking slightly. After a while, his tone was full of excitement and emotion.

"Xiao Cheng, can I take a photo for you?"

As he turned the camera on his mobile phone, he held the "watermelon" on his belly with one hand and jogged back a few steps with the other hand, trying to capture the scene in the night sky and Gong Cheng's figure.

Gong Cheng stood in front of the camera, gazing at the vast night sky. His originally deep pupils were now filled with bursts of colorful colors under the light of "Be happy forever Gong Cheng".

Suddenly, he turned to face Jin Dae-woo's camera, his back to the drone swarm in the night sky. He smiled a brilliant smile that matched the night sky and said, "Certified!"

……

At twelve o'clock in the night, the swarm of drones near the Bund dispersed.

Gong Cheng stared at the photos he had taken. In addition to the cheering from the drones, there were also photos of the LED electronic display screens on many nearby buildings. He saw the cheering screens again tonight, which he had not seen in person on his birthday.

He uploaded all the witness photos to Instagram and posted, "See you tomorrow."

……

China uses the Eastern Time Zone 8, while Japan and Japan use the Eastern Time Zone 9. There is no time difference between Japan and Japan, but China has an hour difference with these two countries.

With Gong Cheng's frequent updates on Instagram today, as well as photos and videos from the outside world - photos of landing at the airport, fans welcoming him, the Bund's electronic support screens lighting up again, and the drone swarm that was more dazzling than the Oriental Pearl Tower,

It swept across social media in Asia in an instant and is still spreading to the world.

[Chinese fans' long-lasting love confession "Tarot" - "Be happy forever Gong Cheng"]

【Love without time difference! 】

[Why are Chinese fans so rich? Drones are cheering like crazy!]

[Photos]

In the picture, Gong Cheng's back is staring at the night sky under a swarm of drones that looks like a dazzling display of fireworks. The picture was quickly reposted on various forums.

"Oh my god! Why are they so rich?"

"Akana of our peninsula must also fight for our dignity!"

"いつ Tokyo に来るの? Tarot."

"At the event, Tarot's fans were so crazy! So crazy that I wanted to join in!"

"Little Xiba! This is the strength of our Chinese fans! Stop depriving Oppa of his nationality, how shameless! We can't even compete with Oppa in terms of support... What's the use of you..."

"..."

……

On April 22, the rain that had briefly stopped last night fell again in the Magic City.

Sitting in the nanny car, Gong Cheng listened to Jin Dae-woo's schedule beside him. "This meeting is expected to be about 150 minutes. With the planned sessions, book signings, interactions, etc., the time is actually quite tight..."

"I got it, brother." Gong Cheng stretched and opened his phone to reply to the message from the rabbit girl.

Rabbit idol: "Great! Lao Gong~"

“(Picture) No one is supporting~”

"What did you call me?" Gong Cheng asked with a hint of satisfaction, "The word 'Gong' is wrong. It should be 'husband'."

"Can you send me a voice message? Honey~ Use Chinese, it's very simple and easy to learn~ (blink shyly)"

Rabbit Idol: "Hehe~ I don't want to shout. Don't think I don't know what it means? Hehe."

Lim Nayeon! One point deduction!
Gong Cheng chuckled and joked in his heart, then listened to the rabbit idol nagging for a long time, about wearing warm clothes and not getting wet in the rain, before ending the conversation.

"..."

Gong Cheng's fan meeting was held at No. 65 Beizhang Road, HK District, Shanghai, in this venue which is usually used for small concerts.

A long, uninterrupted line had already formed in front of the venue, and the various cheering signs in the crowd were particularly conspicuous. The nanny car drove to the venue's underground garage, and Gong Cheng got out and walked into the venue.

There is still one hour left before the afternoon fan meeting. Fans will enter on time at 4 o'clock and the meeting will start as scheduled at 5 o'clock.

Logically speaking, Gong Cheng didn't need to come so early, but from the moment he landed in Shanghai yesterday, the surprise and touching moments his fans gave him made him want to give his fans some surprises.

There are many things he can't do, but he can still do some small things within his ability, such as personally delivering support items and giving simple handshakes and hugs to the first 500 fans entering the venue.

Gong Cheng met the woman who was responsible for planning the meeting, whom Jin Dayu had admired all the way.

She doesn't look very old, about twenty years old, wearing a brown leather jacket with a white long skirt underneath. Her hair is tied up with a shark clip and she wears flat-framed gold-rimmed glasses. She looks like a capable girl and really has the air of a professional planner.

"Gu Qing."

The female planner briefly introduced herself, but was a little surprised when she saw Gong Cheng arriving earlier than the agreed time.

"It's like this, I think..." Gong Cheng simply told the planner his idea, and soon everyone reached a consensus with smiles on their faces.

"What is this for?" He pointed curiously at a few transparent mailboxes on the table not far away. Next to the boxes were piles of silver notepaper and several pen holders.

"Mailbox, details are confidential." The planner smiled and said nothing more. But fearing Gong Cheng would overthink things, she added, "Trust me, Tarot."

It's really not very authentic for an artist to hold his own fan meeting without knowing the specific process and links. How can such a thing happen? So she spoke sincerely, hoping that Gong Cheng could understand.

Gong Cheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

With the help of my assistant, Nuna, I fixed my hair and clothes...

-

At 4 p.m., fans outside the venue could no longer contain their excitement and stared at the time on their mobile phone screens, hoping to meet the boy on the poster in front of the venue at 5 p.m.

After we meet, we greedily hope that time will go slower, making the 150-minute meeting feel like many days! Stupid JYP, what can you do with 150 minutes?

The time to enter has come, and the girls in line are preparing to enter the venue one after another.

But the girl who had been in the night queue last night and had successfully taken the first place, not long after entering the venue, screamed! "Ah!", attracting the curiosity of the fans still in line behind her and looking around.

"Ah!" The second sound!

"Ahhh!" The third girl!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Why is there still crying?
Gong Cheng's tall figure stood in the corridor at the entrance of the venue, smiling quietly. On the tables and chairs prepared by the staff, he visited a series of support items and peripherals for fans.

JYP found a doll factory and produced a small "Gong Cheng" that is the size of a palm and has an anime style. Under the black hair is a smiling face with bared teeth, beige earlobes, and black earrings.

It looks cool and handsome, but also a bit abstract.

Gong Cheng chuckled and covered his ears. The screaming in his ears was too harsh.

After completing the registration, the little fan, who was not even as tall as his waist, looked up and saw a tall and thin figure standing next to a staff member not far away. Under the simple shirt, all she could see were legs. The smile that appeared in her bedroom, on her mobile phone, and on her computer was warm and close before her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, then quickly trotted over, shouting.

"Oppa~~~!!!"

"..."

More and more screams rang out. Gong Cheng handed over the doll and hugged the first girl who entered, like an old friend who hadn't seen each other for a long time. He smiled and urged her, "Come in quickly. We'll talk later."

The VJ who was responsible for recording the meeting held a camera and kept taking pictures of the excited faces. The person in charge of planning the meeting guided the fans who entered the venue one by one.
Next to the glass mailbox that Gong Cheng was curious about, he picked up a pen and wrote down every word on the silver note paper, and finally stuffed it into the mailbox.
It was filled with silver convenience paper, and the staff immediately picked up the second one...

"Please take it back. I really can't have this. Just give me the letter." Gong Cheng looked at the tall girl in front of him with a wry smile. She was about 170 cm tall, right?

She felt almost as tall as Chou Tzuyu, especially with the high heels on her feet, which made her reach close to the tip of Gong Cheng's nose.

"Oppa, just take it."

"..."

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