Magic City Hongqiao Airport.
Inside the van, Qin Lie handed over the itinerary.
"Once you arrive in South Korea, the production team will have someone to coordinate with you. After landing, just follow Chen Wei. My studio staff and I will follow behind, but we won't be on camera. Just call us anytime if you need anything."
Cheng Che took the schedule, flipped through it, and nodded.
"The production team will arrange security during filming, but you should also be careful. Especially when changing locations, don't get alone." Qin Lie paused, "Also, how good is your Korean?"
"Translation level, understand?"
Qin Lie clearly didn't believe him and nodded perfunctorily:
"That's fine. The production team provides a translator, but it will look better on camera if you can speak it yourself."
Cheng Che carefully put away the itinerary, then took out a mask, sunglasses, and a hat from his pocket and put them on one by one.
Finally, he hung the sports headphones that Su Miaoyin had given him around his neck and adjusted their position.
Qin Lie glanced at him. "Take off your headphones."
"Why?"
"With those headphones on, you look like you're trying to hide from someone. The show hasn't even started recording yet, don't wrap yourself up like a dumpling."
As Qin Lie spoke, he reached out and took the earphones off his neck, then stuffed them into his bag.
"Wear it after you get off the plane."
Cheng Che was speechless, but he didn't refute it either.
The car door opened, and three people got out.
Chen Wei walked in front, and Qin Lie followed behind.
Cheng Che lowered the brim of his hat and walked straight into the terminal without looking to the side.
The airport was crowded.
He walked slowly, but each step was steady.
Even when she was completely covered up, her figure and temperament couldn't be hidden.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, relaxed gait, and a straight but not stiff back when walking.
A girl next to him, dragging a suitcase, glanced at him, paused for a moment, looked at him again, and then took out her phone.
Cheng Che did not stop.
He took out his phone and looked down to scroll through WeChat.
Guo Xin sent a series of messages.
"You're going to South Korea, right?"
Could you help me bring something back?
"A specialty of South Korea."
"I thought about it, and it seems like there's nothing I particularly want."
"Could you bring me some of that... what's it called again... hyaluronic acid?"
Cheng Che stared at the screen, a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He replied, "Did you get hyaluronic acid injections in your face?"
Guo Xin replied instantly: Is that not allowed? I recently got a tan and want to get my fair skin back.
Cheng Che thought about Guo Xin's dark, shiny face.
Hyaluronic acid injections are useless; you need skin whitening.
He replied: I brought you a whitening face mask.
Guo Xin: That works too. You can decide which one to buy.
Cheng Che put his phone away.
There was a check-in counter ahead. He walked over and handed over his passport.
A young female staff member, probably in her early twenties, sat behind the counter. She had her hair tied in a ponytail and looked very energetic.
She took the passport, glanced up at Cheng Che, and then froze.
Cheng Che took off his sunglasses.
At that moment, the female staff member's eyes met his.
Those were eyes that had been washed with [ Perfect Eye Drops ].
The pupils were clear, as if washed with water, the eyes were long with slightly upturned corners, and the eyelashes were long but not thick, casting a small shadow under the light.
She lowered her head, her ears turning red.
"Sir/Madam, could you please remove your mask?"
Cheng Che took off his mask.
The female staff member looked up, then froze.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out; instead, her fingers clenched her passport tightly.
Her colleague glanced at her, and she immediately lowered her head, quickly working in the system to hand back her passport and boarding pass.
Okay, all right. Have a pleasant trip.
Cheng Che put his mask back on and nodded to her. His voice was very soft. "Thank you."
He turned and left.
The people queuing behind him were all looking down at their phones, and no one noticed him.
The only person I noticed was the staff member who had followed him. He walked up to him expressionlessly and handed over his passport.
After passing through security, I entered the terminal building.
Cheng Che spotted the filming area of the production crew from afar.
Some of the pedestrians in the vicinity have been cleared to create a passage.
The photographer stood beside the passageway with his equipment, his lens pointed directly at the entrance.
Cheng Che did not look at the camera.
He was used to it long ago.
When he first started appearing on variety shows, he would subconsciously glance at the camera to check his angle.
But now, he can completely ignore the cameras.
He looked up and ahead.
Four people were sitting in the rest area.
Su Jianqiu was the first to see him. She stood up, her eyes lit up, and then rushed over.
Cheng Che!
She opened her arms and gave him a tight hug.
Cheng Che was knocked back half a step by her bump, then smiled helplessly, opened his arms, and cooperated by hugging her back.
" Sister Su."
"Why are you dressed so warmly?" Su Jianqiu let go of him and looked him up and down. "Hat, mask, sunglasses—anyone who didn't know better would think you're here to smuggle yourself in."
Several people nearby also stood up.
Ning Qing remained seated on the sofa, but her gaze had already turned towards them.
Huang Ming and Zhou Yuan over.
Huang Ming extended his hand, smiling warmly, " Teacher Cheng, it's an honor to meet you."
His hands were thick and firm; he gripped them slightly firmly when shaking hands, which felt very genuine.
Cheng Che returned the handshake. "Brother Huang, you're too kind. Just call me Cheng Che."
Zhou Yuan chimed in from the side:
"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Brother Cheng. You have no idea, when the show officially announced you, my WeChat Moments exploded. Several people asked me if I could get their autographs."
He spoke with an air of familiar warmth, but his eyes were clear and innocent, devoid of any obsequiousness; he was simply expressing enthusiasm.
Cheng Che smiled at him, "Signature is no problem."
Then he looked at Ning Qing on the sofa.
Ning Qing did not stand up.
She sat there, holding a cup of hot drink, her expression indifferent, only nodding at Cheng Che.
"Hello."
The voice was soft, but not perfunctory.
Cheng Che nodded to her as well. "Hello, Sister Ning Qing."
Su Jianqiu, standing to the side, curled her lip and said, " Ning Qing, be a little more enthusiastic. This is Cheng Che's first time on a variety show; don't scare him."
Ning Qing glanced at Su Jianqiu, said nothing, but her lips twitched slightly.
Su Jianqiu turned to look at Cheng Che, her gaze falling on the mask and hat on his face.
"There aren't many people around here, what are you afraid of? Look how covered up you are, you can't even see your face."
Cheng Che thought about it and agreed.
His hat was taken off, his mask was ripped off, so he simply took off his sunglasses too.
The instant he took his sunglasses off his face—
[ Sapiosexual Boy ] triggered.
[ Stars Surrounding the Moon ] Triggered.
The buff [ Humanity's Darling ] is triggered.
The [ Enchantment ] buff is triggered.
With countless talents and buffs, Cheng Che's Charm Cheng Che has increased to 90 (+14)!
All eyes turned to them in an instant.