In the afternoon, when the sun sets slightly west, the plane landed at Seoul Gimpo Airport.

He was dressed in casual clothes, a pair of black-framed glasses, and two assistants. In this case, Jin Zhongming naturally would not be idle and went to the VIP channel. However, given that when he was on the plane, the people who were full of the plane had basically recognized him. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to wander the front of the channel for a while before he was about to leave.

"It means something is wrong." As soon as we walked together, the male assistant walking in front suddenly realized something. "The people in front were running very slowly... it was a bit like they were delayed by some formation."

"Yes, this... feels a bit like there are media and fans guarding the airport gate." The female assistant looked up and came to a similar conclusion. "And... there should be a lot of media, otherwise it wouldn't be so slow."

"Is it for me?" Kim Jong-ming stopped immediately after hearing this. He said that of course he believed the judgment of these two assistants. After all, these two people were both Hong Shengcheng used to being artists. Some things were closed and they could tell by smelling them. However, it may be because the last time they were surrounded by the media at the airport was a long time, so when Kim Jong-ming encountered this situation, he felt a little dazed.

"It shouldn't be coming for us." The male assistant shook his head. "It's unlikely that they know our whereabouts..."

Kim Jong-ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately. After being in the entertainment industry for so long, he naturally knew how the so-called media and fans surrounded artists at the airport. It wasn’t the artist’s agency that offered various information openly or secretly?

Otherwise? Not all the people in the media and fan organizations are retired special forces, and then they can hack into the airport network and find out which artist will take which flight. In fact, to put it bluntly, this is a business, a special way of cultural consumption.

First of all, this behavior can achieve an exposure and exchange between the media and artists. The media can take photos and obtain first-hand entertainment information, and artists can also obtain entertainment exposure. In this transaction, fans are actually a background board and consumer goods, and their enthusiasm will be used to become the artist's reliance and media reporting material.

However, even if the fans themselves understand what's going on, they are willing and even honored, because for fans who chase stars, showing their enthusiasm will also create a special psychological satisfaction. What's more, for most young fans, there is another important characteristic of picking up the airport, which is cheap! Compared to buying albums, concerts, and meetings, now you can try taking a photo with a mobile phone and giving gifts, which is simply a chance to contact your idol at no cost... And to put it bluntly, can you post it on the stage when you spend a lot of money to watch the concert?

In short, slowly, with the needs of all parties, this special exposure method gradually became a regular and regular behavior.

For the artist, on the one hand, it is better to open the artist's itinerary information so that everyone can easily find it like checking student status information. On the other hand, it has to increase security efforts at the same time to prevent order from getting out of control, because order is out of control can only be the cause of your entertainment agency. And to say nonsense, anyone who can afford to open an airport, whether it is public or private, is it that your entertainment company offended?

For fans, they have also begun to become polarized. On the one hand, it is the organization of senior fans, and on the other hand, it is the so-called *farm and the disorder of passers-by.

However, among them, the media's attitude is the most volatile. They only look at popularity! Those with high popularity will put aside all dignity and even dare to squeeze in positions with the craziest middle school fans. For those with low popularity, if you don't pay for your entertainment company, I'm too lazy to come!

Okay, let’s not talk much, let’s go back to Kim Jong-ming. You know, although Kim Jong-ming is very popular in Korea, he rarely encounters this situation. First of all, if he doesn’t speak, Ube will not be idle and then write his itinerary with Kara on the website. In addition, he is always a bus with the itinerary of the modern car, and he can just walk. However, whenever he drives on the streets of South Korea, the reporters will be dizzy and unable to find the target. So even if it was a long time ago, there wouldn’t be a reporter paying attention to his information. What’s more, with Kim Jong-ming’s current status, if he doesn’t get the approval of his boss and boss, they may not dare to come and talk nonsense.

Then, it can basically be concluded that today I happened to meet a well-known idol group to travel.

"It's not that it's forcing gbang or girl's generation, but the Oriental Shenqi duo is going to come back from Shanghai, and jyj seems to be coming back from Japan," the female assistant put down the phone and explained in a low voice to Kim Jong-ming. "After the media checked the flight, it found that the arrival time was only ten minutes away, so it's so lively."

"There are many media. Although there are not many reporters at the airport order, the parking lot is already full of people... Our car is also there." The male assistant immediately investigated the situation. "But the most troublesome thing is that the two groups of fans are on both sides of the pick-up channel, and there seems to be some opposition between the two groups of people. What should we do?"

"Cool!" Jin Zhongming sneered, then walked out with big strides. "Do you want me to give way to those five guys?"

The two assistants looked at each other, but did not dare to say anything more, so they had to bow their heads and follow. In fact, they were not worried about the reporters, but the group of immortals and the former immortals. They were all in this industry. Who hasn't heard many of the real and false things between their boss and each other when the Dongfang Shen was not split? If you meet a crazy fan and start scolding you, what can you do? What can you do if you throw the camera and hit you?

However, the boss Jin Zhongming didn't care, and they didn't have to say much.

So the three of them strode forward and soon arrived at the open part of the second half of the long passage. As the assistant said, the place was full of fans. After all, the airport dared to stop reporters, but few dared to stop these ordinary fans. To put it bluntly, if you stop them, you can't even recover the cost! Therefore, the two sides of the passage were just a yellow safety rope, and the security guards had not yet started working. In other words, if someone wanted to rush in, they could only watch.

However, to the surprise of the two assistants, although many of these sensitive fairy queens noticed Kim Jong-ming, there was no one who was emotional or overreacted!

In fact, the most great fairy queens or former fairy queens were just stunned when they saw Jin Zhongming. A small number of young people even took out their phones or cameras to take pictures. In fact, they were not without complicated eyes or simply glaring at each other, but they all remained quiet in the end.

After following Kim Jong-ming for two steps, the two assistants had already reacted. These immortal queens did not hate their bosses, but after experiencing so many things, they were already scared. Now they dare not offend their bosses at all, so they can save Kim Jong-ming from finding excuses and causing trouble to their idols who are in a difficult situation.

In this way, even though the two sides were filled with fairy queens, Jin Zhongming walked out unceasingly without any cover. Even in this process, he met a middle-aged woman who had asked him for a photo on the plane. The two said hello again, then talked and laughed together, and slowly walked out side by side. When he arrived at the exit of the passage where many reporters had already, he reached out to a very gentlemanly to push the female passenger next to him, pushing a camera rack set there, which almost stuck the lady's gift box.

The owner of the camera rack belongs to a young reporter who is lowering his head to drink a coffee cup. After seeing this situation, he quickly came over and apologized to the lady, and nodded and thanked Kim Jong-ming politely, so Kim Jong-ming nodded and smiled at him.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged female passenger and the two assistants of Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but look at the reporter with an extremely strange look.

The young reporter didn't understand why... However, after all, he was in this industry. After only two seconds, he looked at the back of the group as he walked away with a dumbfounded look and grabbed his colleague with his hand back: "Senior!"

"What, I was shocked?!" The senior reporter who was chatting with his peers was very upset and wanted to slap the other person's palm off.

"Old Wang, are you a junior who is not very educated?" The colleague on the opposite side immediately began to mock him without hesitation, just as the older reporter imagined.

"When is it your turn for my junior... it's your turn to speak?" The reporter named Wang's voice became less and less, because he saw a man who could instinctively glance back after hearing his voice. Just as his words were about to end, he suddenly picked up the camera and took a slept wildly at the other party's back. Then he took the initiative to give up the superior geographical location he had worked hard to grab, and instead followed the other party and ran out in the direction of the airport gate.

His junior was even more overwhelming. The young reporter handed the whole can of half of the coffee in his hand to the arms of the senior colleague who had just made a mockery. Regardless of the other party's reaction, he immediately carried the photography rack and chased him out.

The sound of taking photos and the flashing flash immediately made the sensitive reporters crazy. The actions of the two reporters caused a chain reaction. The reporters who saw Jin Zhongming were naturally extremely excited, but those who could not see were even more excited! It would be fine to have a bad interview on weekdays, but would you waste opportunities when you encounter them at the airport?!

In fact, Kim Jong-ming heard the first "click" sound of taking pictures coming from behind when he was more than ten meters away from the exit. When he nodded to the female passenger and stepped faster to the door, he was surrounded by reporters inside and outside.

The reason why I used the word surround rather than blocking is very simple, that is... no reporter dared to block his way!

The flashing lights were flashing around, but Jin Zhongming and his two assistants were still walking in the direction of the parking lot as usual. The reporters had no choice but to move their seats while taking photos, while also trying to find a question that would make them able to speak quickly.

"Mr. Kim Jong-ming...you are... back from China. Doesn't it mean that the work you collaborated with director Tsui Hark has been completed?"

You can tell, there are still reporters who are quick enough. Although this person didn't remember the name of Kim Jong-ming's Chinese movie for a while, at least he made the matter roughly right.

"Yes, Mr. Kim Jong-ming, we have been waiting for you for a long time. Let me introduce to us the situation of the movie... How does it feel to work with Tsui Hark?"

Well, this is a model of bragging without drafting.

"Ha!" Jin Zhongming couldn't help laughing. "My air ticket was bought online by myself last night. These two assistants didn't know the specific flight information. How did you know that I came here at this time? What's going on with the fairy queen in the passage there?"

The reporters had a long spear, but they could only look at each other. This kind of thing was embarrassing no matter what, especially since Kim Jong-ming's current status is here, you insist that we are just here to interview that so-and-so, and just happened to meet you... Then how can we continue the next question?

"If this happens, let's not waste time. You guys go and do your own things. I have not been home for two months, so I have to go back quickly." Kim Jong-ming waved his hand helplessly and made a gesture to leave. To be honest, of course he would not take these media too seriously now. And since he is a reporter who came to the airport to block people, it means that they are all local media in Seoul and second-stream media. Otherwise, who doesn't know who?

"We are indeed here to wait for jyj!" Finally, a reporter couldn't help but speak. "But they will not come back from Japan in forty minutes."

"I'm here to wait for the Eastern God to rise up, and they will not get off the plane in half an hour."

"jyj...the Eastern Gods Rise." In front of a green belt, Kim Jong-ming suddenly stopped and couldn't help but smile and shook his head. "All of them are old acquaintances... Uh, how are they now in jyj's?"

There is a chance! I don’t know how many reporters reacted immediately.

“It’s still very popular in Japan.”

“-jes’s main source of revenue is still jyj.”

"Park Yoo-chin's acting career has also developed well."

"I just held a white lovers meeting at Jamsil Stadium..."

"I will soon go to Japan's National Yoyoki Arena to hold a charity concert. This time I should have just returned from Japan for this matter."

The reporters kept talking like a quick answer, and didn't know who was interviewing whom.

"Then is s.m company still banning them?" Jin Zhongming suddenly asked again.

"No!"

"It's just that the artists try to be different from each other."

"The three major TV stations can be used normally, and entertainment programs can also see their information."

"But their main event location is still in Japan."

"So that's it." Jin Zhongming nodded, and then asked the next question. "What about the Eastern Gods? What are they busy with now?"

"The Eastern God Qi has developed well."

"The duo unexpectedly continued to gain a foothold in both Japan and South Korea."

"There is no shortage of albums, concerts, or anything else."

"But compared with jyj, these two people are stronger in South Korea and slightly weaker in Japan."

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming nodded. "Then you are doing something bad. If they walked faster, they could have been staggered... You must be stuck here."

"Since you are here... what are you going to block them?" I don't know how many people complained in their hearts, but no one dared to say it directly.

"Things are not, we are not that kind of journalist!"

“We are very ethical!”

These guys are completely unchanged when they tell lies.

"Okay!" Kim Jong-ming sat on the marble platform with a green belt with a smile. "Speaking of this, since last year's Big Bell Awards, I haven't communicated with my media friends for almost half a year... Let's do this, I'll try to answer ten questions as seriously as possible. But I'll leave after the answer. Then you don't want to surround me like this, how about it?"

The entertainment reporters were instantly ecstatic. The people who were sent out to take photos were all second-rate reporters in the entertainment section. The young man with black-framed glasses sitting in front of him would probably have to prepare in advance even if he was interviewed by a serious newspaper. So, he was originally just driven out to catch a turtle, but who would have thought he would encounter a passing whale?!

"Start from you!" Kim Jong-ming pointed casually at the young reporter who thanked him just now. "A very polite media friend."

The young reporter was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, and the reporters around him even slapped at him: "I...I...is it, Mr. Kim Jong-ming, at the beginning of this month, South Korea's Forbes magazine just released all the lists last year. You ranked 35th on the Korean Wealth List and 7th on the Celebrity List..."

"Is it that high?" Jin Zhongming suddenly interrupted the other party's question in a little surprise.

"The wealth list is calculated clearly through taxation and other means." The reporter quickly explained. "And the magazine also pointed out that K will be listed this year and next two years, and your wealth will grow explosively..."

"I'm not talking about this." Kim Jong-ming waved his hand helplessly. "I mean the celebrity list... I feel like I haven't shown up for more than half a year... How come it is on the list? It's still seventh?"

"That's right." A more mature reporter quickly explained. "Although the Forbes list was just released... it mainly calculates the influence of the entire year in 2010, and last year your "Uncle" has a great influence..."

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming suddenly realized. "I understand. I will fall down if the celebrity list comes out next year."

"That's not what it means." The young reporter almost choked to death. "I mean, your sister Jung Soo-yeon's Girls Generation is also ranked second on the celebrity list, so I want to hear what you think..."

"Ah." Jin Zhongming nodded perfunctorily. "I feel that there are still some things... that is, compared to the so-called false names on paper, we should do more real things..."

Kim Jong-ming's answer was really perfunctory, but the reporters remembered it was really serious... And this is the result of the status gap. Some people should listen carefully when they say nonsense, while others are heart-to-heart but not necessarily someone will pay attention.

In this way, time walked forward lightly with Kim Jong-ming's nonsense. A quarter of an hour later, in an office of S.M, Lee Soo-man and Kim Young-min had already learned about the news.

"In other words... we don't have to worry too much about that embarrassing situation, right?" Kim Young-min breathed a sigh of relief. "But we still have to prepare for the support, so that Yunho and the others don't miss it as soon as possible to comfort the fans, and then go directly to mb...go!"

The subordinates immediately said goodbye and left.

Kim Young-min couldn't help but turn her head and look at Lee Soo-man sitting behind the desk: "It's all right now. Fortunately, a Kim Jong-ming came out on the way, otherwise he would definitely be ugly..."

"What a f*ck!" Li Xiuman swears. "I would rather let the Dongfang Shen make a fool of himself every day than see that little bastard come back!"

Kim Young-min was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded: "Indeed, how comfortable we have been in the past six months? But... he was a living person standing there. If he wanted to come back, we couldn't stop him?"

"Hmph!" Lee Soo-man ignored Kim Young-min, took off his glasses and threw them on the table, then leaned his head and lay on the back of the seat and sighed a long sigh. He didn't know what the head of the s.m company was thinking at the moment.
To be continued...