The two of them entered with three boxes of hot and sour noodles just as Cui Mantong and Cui Yongsheng had finished their makeup and emerged from the dressing room.
Seeing the things in Fang Miaomiao's hands, their eyes lit up instantly. They dropped Cui Yongsheng and ran excitedly towards Fang Miaomiao.
"Slow down," Fang Miaomiao said with a smile, shaking her head.
Cui Mantong took the hot and sour noodles and took a deep breath. "It smells so good. Miaomiao, you have no idea. Because I have a new play coming up, my agent tells me every day that I need to lose weight and I can't eat anymore. I haven't had anything this heavily flavored in so long."
"I'm alright," Fang Miaomiao said, handing the second portion to Cui Yongsheng. "Because you're a child, I asked the boss to make it a little lighter. Sisisi, can you handle it?"
"Yes, thank you, Aunt Miaomiao."
"You're welcome."
Fang Miaomiao continued to squat to the side, eating her second bowl.
Cui Mantong knew Fang Miaomiao had a good appetite, but she hadn't expected it to be this good. Two bowls of hot and sour noodles.
She organized her thoughts. "Miaomiao, I'm not telling you not to eat. It's just so late. If you eat two bowls, won't it be hard to digest tonight?"
"It's fine. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's my digestive system."
The three of them finished the hot and sour noodles under Wen Yan'an's gaze and then went out for a long walk.
"Why is there still noise over there?" Cui Mantong estimated the time. "It should have ended nearly half an hour ago."
"Probably the staff packing up," Fang Miaomiao said without thinking much. "We should hurry back too. Chen Tianming might get anxious if he can't find us."
"He deserves to be anxious. He only knows how to fool us all day."
Although Cui Mantong said this, her pace quickened subconsciously.
However...
When they returned backstage,
The noise grew louder, sounding more like an argument.
Not far away, Chen Tianming was stomping his foot.
The two exchanged a look.
"Director Tianming, what happened to make you stomp your foot like that?" Cui Mantong teased.
"Don't mention it." Chen Tianming controlled his emotions slightly when he saw them. "Did you go out for a stroll?"
"Yes, Director. What's going on? Shouldn't the concert be over by now?" Fang Miaomiao asked, confused. "Where are Senior Zhou Jiaxin and the others?"
"They are in the dressing room," Chen Tianming sighed. "We want to finish too, but we can't."
"What do you mean?"
Fang Miaomiao had a bad feeling.
"It means Fang YanHuan didn't follow the schedule, which has caused many people outside to be unable to leave, and most of them will miss the light rail. They're making a fuss," Chen Huan said calmly as he walked out.
"What is this?" Fang Miaomiao seriously doubted if her ears had a problem. "Where is Fang YanHuan?"
"She's been sent to the hospital."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
What's going on? They only went out for a walk, at most an hour, and such a big incident occurred.
From Chen Huan, they learned that after Fang YanHuan finished singing, just as the host was about to come on stage to announce the successful conclusion of the concert, a large group of Fang YanHuan's fans suddenly appeared, shouting for Fang YanHuan to come out and sing another song.
Fang YanHuan had a large number of fans. After an urgent discussion backstage, and with Fang YanHuan's implicit suggestion, the person in charge had no choice but to agree to let Fang YanHuan go up and sing one more song.
Unexpectedly, one of the fans was an obsessive fan. The obsessive fan went on stage and tried to forcefully hug Fang YanHuan. Fang YanHuan was so scared that she fainted.
The scene descended into chaos because of this incident. By the time everything was sorted out, the last light rail had already departed.
Now, a large number of tourists were outside clamoring for the amusement park to provide an explanation.
After hearing this, Cui Mantong's mouth twitched. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
"The person in charge of the amusement park is now extremely anxious. We are also trying to use our connections to see if we can find some buses to take the tourists to the city center," Chen Tianming said with a headache.
These were all just remedial measures. He knew very well that the amusement park's concert had been ruined by an obsessive fan and their program.
"This... it's not your fault."
Fang Miaomiao frowned. No one expected an obsessive fan. Indeed, whether in her original world or this world, obsessive fans were the most detestable beings.
Cui Mantong also looked displeased. Just as she was about to say something, a phone rang.
"Who is it?"
Chen Tianming took out his phone.
The caller ID read "Big Investor."
The dejection on Chen Tianming's face vanished instantly. His savior had arrived.
Thinking of this, Chen Tianming gave them a look, his mood lifted, and with a hint of fawning, he answered the call.
"Hello."
"Is Miaomiao with you?"
"Yes."
"Please have the director hand the phone to Miaomiao. As for the tourist issue, don't worry. August Hotel has already sent buses. The tourists can stay at August Hotel for one night free of charge."
"Thank you, thank you."
Chen Tianming handed the phone to Fang Miaomiao and immediately went to find the person in charge.
Fang Miaomiao held the phone inexplicably. Looking at the large "Big Investor" on the screen, an answer was almost obvious.
She put the phone to her ear.
Listening to the breathing on the other end.
"Wen Zhiyan?"
"I'm here."
The deep, pleasant voice made Fang Miaomiao's lips curl up. "You helped?"
"Anything related to you is what I should do. Miaomiao, don't worry. October Hotel in K City has sent people to pick you up. You'll stay at October Hotel together then."
"You're unilaterally upgrading our hotel's standard. Aren't you afraid Director Tianming will come looking for you to settle the score?"
Wen Zhiyan frowned slightly. "He wouldn't dare. I am his investor."
"Then you're very capable."
"Thank you for your praise, Miaomiao. I will continue to work hard."
Fang Miaomiao met Cui Mantong's teasing smile and rubbed her nose awkwardly. "Thank you. Well, I'll hang up now."
"Okay, goodbye Miaomiao."
After hanging up, Cui Mantong couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Yo yo yo, who was on the phone?"
"Stop messing around," Fang Miaomiao said, torn between laughter and tears.
"We're not messing around. Comrade Fang Miaomiao, do you know that your ears turn red when you're shy?"
"Aunt Miaomiao, not only are your ears red, but your cheeks are also very red," Wu Yueyuan said with a smile.
"Ahem." Fang Miaomiao composed herself and decisively changed the subject. "Wen Yan'an's father said that a car is coming to pick us up. We'll get in the car and go to October Hotel later."
"Ahhh, as expected, Miaomiao's husband is the most capable."
Cui Mantong had always known about Miaomiao's husband, Wen Zhiyan. After all, her own vain husband had never admired anyone, but Wen Zhiyan was one of them.
It's a shame he's disabled, and rumored to be disfigured too, although she hadn't seen it.