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After Guan Zhao finished speaking, he went to arrange seats and standing positions for Leng Yan and other bodyguards.

Li Yunting sat down carelessly, Erlang raised his legs, and really planned to watch a movie.

"Last time at the movie theater, Ji Qianyi treated guests, but it didn't work out. Unexpectedly, when I came to Vancouver, someone invited you to watch a movie again. Su Yanxia's popularity is so good that people on earth are jealous..."

Yan Xia's face was hot: "Please don't mock me, okay..."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at the side, feeling strange.

Even though it was a VIP seat, there were many vacant seats. It seemed that the movie was about to start. Where did everyone go?

Li Yunting glanced around, and saw that Leng Yan and the few bodyguards he brought were sitting very close to each other.

At this time, the lights in the entire theater were dimmed, only the small star-like lights on the dome of the theater were still on, but that did not affect the lighting effect of the entire theater.

The spotlight shone on the stage, and the background of a doomsday city suddenly appeared on the screen.

The four big characters of the film title floated three-dimensionally over the city, and the 3D special effects were like huge flying saucers flying towards the audience.

""City of Rebirth"?"

Yanxia couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, couldn't help being excited and nervous at the same time, grabbed Li Yunting's hand, shook and said: "I...I...I know...the year before last... "

She stuttered with excitement.

Li Yunting frowned suddenly: "Speak human!"

Yan Xia was so nervous that her throat was smoking, and she couldn't speak a complete sentence at all.

Her mind has exploded now, and she has all kinds of thoughts. She feels that it should start with her work-study program two years ago, and then Ji Qianyi contacted her for several part-time jobs.

That's a long story, a piece of cloth is so long, Yan Xia's mouth is stuffed with a piece of cloth, how can she open her mouth!

After the title of the movie was frozen on the screen, the host announced the debut of the main creators.

The lights on the stage were brightly lit, and all the live broadcast equipment from all angles around them started to move.

Under the brilliant lights, the film's main creators lined up, led by a world-class director in his 50s.

And following closely behind, standing next to the director, was a 24-year-old Chinese male star.

He was wearing a loose pink and white diagonal check, a shirt with a micro-neck thin sweater, clean white cropped pants, white casual shoes, and short, sunny hair.

As soon as he came on stage, there were countless fans screaming his name in the audience.

"Tang Moyong! Tang Moyon!"

He is an international superstar of Chinese origin, Tang Moyong, the three-dwelling male god of film and television singers who is popular all over the world and who is in the limelight in Hollywood for a while!

Different from Li Yunting's flawless and handsome face like an ice sculpture, Tang Moying's appearance is very international.

He has a wheat-colored complexion, slightly angular cheeks, a pair of European-style deep-socketed eyes, and two rows of thick eyebrows.

The lips that were not too thick were plump just right, sexy yet gentle.

Perhaps because of being an idol, his brows and eyes revealed a distinctive sunshine and kindness, and he smiled like a big brother next door, approachable and approachable.

Hearing the fans shouting and screaming, with a charming smile, he raised his hand and waved to everyone, then put his hands behind his back.

He straddled relaxedly like a soldier, and handed over the first opportunity to speak to the director, with an extremely accommodating and humble attitude.

Seeing his heart-warming actions, the fans in the audience became even more crazily obsessed.

It was the first time for Yanxia to participate in the premiere, but she did not expect to be in a palace-style theater where operas and concerts were staged, it felt like a dream.

Ever since Li Yunting saw Tang Moyun coming to the stage, his brows were tangled like a dead knot.

No matter how cheering the audience was, Li Yunting didn't care. He only looked sideways at Yan Xia, but found that Yan Xia's gaze was always on Tang Moying.

He secretly grabbed Yanxia's hand: "Su Yanxia, ​​do you know him?!"