Chapter 211:

As soon as she finished the comment, she received He Yan's WeChat, so she quit Weibo.

Hansen turned around and said to her, "Your popularity is rising very fast, but I don’t know how many diehard fans are. In order to stabilize a batch of loyal fans, I will arrange for you to go to a few variety shows to let the majority understand I know you, and, next week, director Guan Qi’s new film will be auditioned for the heroine. You go and try it. I have read the script. It fits you well, so I have a chance of winning."

He snapped his fingers, "By the way, internal news, the producer of HND TV told me that they are preparing a variety show that combines adventure and food culture. They will invite two fixed MCs from our company, and I will give you Fight for it, are you okay?"

Wen Xi didn't look at him, stared at the phone and nodded slowly.

He snapped his fingers again, "Pretty! Artists who cooperate with the agent are definitely good artists."

He likes the artist who obeys the arrangement most, worry-free.

This way he can save time to do his own little things!

At this time, Wen Xi put the phone in his bag, "It's all right for me, I want to go back first."

Hansen twisted his eyes, "Why are you so anxious to go back? I still want to take you to meet a few seniors and directors, not allowed to go back!"

Wen Xi stared innocently, "You didn't say that a few hours ago."

Hansen pretended to have amnesia, "What did I say a few hours ago?"

His face was serious, "Wen Xiaoxi, do you know how hard Mu Tai worked? You should learn from her! Thinking about dating all day, nothing is promising!"

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows, "Then give me ten minutes, and I'll be right back."

When the words fell, he hurried to the third exit carrying the skirt.

She didn't have to go back by herself, but received news from He Yan that he was waiting for her outside the stadium.

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace.

He chose the quietest and farthest exit, which should be to avoid the fans waiting at the door waiting for his idol.

Wen Xi stood on dozens of steps and looked down. He didn't see his car or any familiar figures, and he was suddenly puzzled.

Take out the phone and call him, "I'm out, where are you?"

"Wait a minute, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xi kept his gaze on the car that appeared slowly nearby, looking for a familiar license plate number.

Two minutes later, she saw a figure coming from across the square, seeming to be carrying something in her hand.

Even if she couldn't see the person's face clearly, she could recognize him at a glance, her smile suddenly rose, and she waved at him.

After looking at both sides, after not seeing anyone else, he carried his skirt and walked towards him.

He was wearing an off-white trench coat with the sweater she borrowed from inside.

As a result of running, she accidentally planted into his chest, her nose hit his sweater, and the familiar warm breath penetrated into his nose, which was soothing.

He Yan tightened the cloak that slipped from her shoulder, and said softly, "Happy New Year."

Wen Xi raised his head to his face, his eyes gleaming like stars, "There is still an hour before the New Year."

The cold wind blew her skirt up and down, and her flying hair was wrapped in a layer of ice.

Looking back at the iconic tall building clock next to the stadium, she faced the cold wind and said, "When the clock rings, the new year will come."

It was too cold, and lumps of white air slowly exhaled from her mouth.

He Yan also looked at the clock, her eyes dimmed slightly, "I heard that many people come here on this day every year just to count down and wait for the new year's bell."

"Yeah, this year, let's count down together, okay?" The man in front of her completely made her forget the "ten minutes" she said to Hansen.

He Yan lowered his eyes, and there were other emotions in his soft eyes, "Sorry."

He put the gift in her arms, "The time is up, I have to go."

Wen Xi's smile faded gradually, without asking more, he already knew what he meant.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he never expected that he would leave on this day when the New Year was approaching.

She blinked, as if calmly, "I, I haven't taken out your gift yet."

"You wait for me."

When the words fell, she wanted to run back to the stadium.

She put the gift in the nanny car and ran to pick it up for about ten minutes.

He Yan pulled her back and put her arms in her arms, "It doesn't matter, you will give it to me when I come back."

"Or," he smiled, his face close to her cheek, "Give it another way?"

He was holding her face, palms warm, and when he was about to do something, the phone rang untimely.

"Doctor He, isn't it all right? The professor urged him, and I won't be able to catch the plane for a while."

"Ok."

Wen Xi was very close to him, so he heard the conversation very clearly.

At the moment of separation, she suddenly had the courage to know more details and asked him, "Where are you going? What are you going to do?"

"The country sends a medical team to help improve the level of medical care in a certain place, and I am among them."

Hearing that it was not a disaster relief, Wen Xi took a sigh of relief and asked, "Which country?"

Although she doesn't read the news often, she still knows which country has wars and is very afraid of hearing this name in her heart.

He Yan touched her head, "Well," he suddenly lowered his head and whispered, "If you give me a kiss, I will tell you."

Wen Xi was taken aback.

He laughed, "Don't make you funny, it's country Y."

Country Y, this is a high-frequency word that appears on a travel website. Wen Xi knows little about it, and he is still a little uneasy.

He Yan tightened the straps of her cloak, "I should go."

He let go of her and lifted his chin toward the stadium, "Go, I'll watch you go in."

Holding the gift, Wen Xi slowly turned around, his face and steps hesitated together.

He may have gone for a year, and his return date is uncertain.

Some kind of impulse began to hit the high wall of reason, and at once, there was a tendency to fall apart.

I fell into a violent struggle.

When she was about to walk into the stadium, she suddenly made a secret decision in her heart: If he was still there, she would run back.

After a pause, she looked back quickly, the tall figure still standing in place, waving at her.

Unclear why, Wen Xi was suddenly moved by this ordinary moment, which made her forget all her worries, put down the gift, quickly ran down the stairs, and ran towards him at the fastest speed.

He Yan was startled, and then stepped forward several times, opened his arms to meet her who was running over, and hugged her tightly.

Wen Xi breathed his exclusive breath without saying a word, just for fear of choking suddenly.

He Yan touched her forehead and said softly, "I will watch the time and count down the new year with you."

Wen Xi nodded, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at him, and slightly kissed him on the cheek, "Goodbye."

When the words fell, she immediately turned her head and walked quickly to the stadium.

This time she didn't look back, picked up the present and walked in quickly.