"Let's talk when we meet. I'm on my way to Provincial City right now, should be there soon."

"What are you coming to Provincial City for? Don't tell me you're coming to see me?" Bai Ling asked excitedly.

"Yeah, I don't have many friends in Provincial City. Who else would I look for if not you?" Ling Zhenfei had to say this just to make Bai Ling happy.

Delighted, Bai Ling said, "At least you say the right things. I'll wait for you at the station, call me when you arrive."

After hanging up, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Bai Ling was just too strong-willed, and somewhat domineering—a trait hugely influenced by her two brothers, shaping her tomboyish character from a young age.

After resting comfortably in his seat for a while, the train finally announced its approach to the station. Ling Zhenfei grabbed his things and quickly disembarked as soon as the train stopped.

This time he was smarter, putting on sunglasses and a mask while stepping off, dreading the prospect of being immediately swarmed again. The thought was terrifying. If an assassin were hiding among the fans, his assassination would be unavoidable.

Off the train, Ling Zhenfei headed toward the exit, but then the female train attendant he had encountered on the train approached him.

"Mr. Ling, do you need a bodyguard?"

"I don't need a bodyguard. I've got my mask and sunglasses on; nobody should recognize me, right?" Ling Zhenfei felt completely incognito.

The attendant smiled and said, "I've just been informed by the station staff that your fans have prepared a massive welcome for you. Without a bodyguard, I think you'll have difficulty leaving the train station."

Hearing this, Ling Zhenfei truly felt the world had gone mad. Just then, Bai Ling called.

"Ling Zhenfei, you better hide well. There are too many of your fans outside. If you get recognized, it might be hard for you to even leave," she warned.

Bai Ling sounded surprised, obviously shocked by the sheer number of fans outside.

"So what should I do, not leave?" Ling Zhenfei asked helplessly.

"I think you should get in touch with Lin Yi. He's the fan club president; maybe he has some connections," Bai Ling suggested.

"Right, I'll contact Lin Yi right away."

Ling Zhenfei hung up the phone and looked at the female attendant with resignation, "You were right; it seems I've really gotten myself into trouble."

"You're such a big star, yet you travel alone. Other big celebrities are always surrounded by people when they go out," the attendant commented with a tinge of distance.

"Then, could you arrange for a few bodyguards for me?" Ling Zhenfei asked, somewhat embarrassed.

The female attendant nodded, "Yes, you've called for security already. They'll be here quickly, just wait a moment."

As Ling Zhenfei waited, he immediately got through to Lin Yi, who as fan club president might have a solution.

"Boss, what's up? I'm at work right now."

"Lin Yi, you have to save me. Aren't you the president of the fan club? Why didn't you warn me about such a large-scale fan event?"

Lin Yi sounded a bit confused: "Boss, what event? I don't know anything about it."

"Provincial City Train Station, yeah, there's a huge crowd of fans outside waiting for me, I'm afraid I can't even make it out, Provincial City, this is your turf, don't tell me you didn't know," said Ling Zhenfei.

Lin Yi said somewhat helplessly, "Boss, I'm the president of the national fan club, but here in Provincial City, your fan club has up to twelve sizable subgroups. Right now, I really don't know which fan club has organized this gathering at the entrance. Let me get in touch with them."

"Contact their president, then give them my cell number so they can call me, and I'll talk to them personally," Zhenfei instructed.

"Got it, boss," Lin Yi responded.

After hanging up the phone, the attendants who had been busy searching for security had managed to bring four guards, which indicated they indeed took the matter seriously.

Although unsure whether four guards would be enough, it was the only option to try. Protected by the four guards, Ling Zhenfei headed towards the exit.

Unlike airport pick-ups, fans this time were directly blocking the exit, occupying the plaza after leaving the station. Fans lined both sides, leaving only a narrow exit, and everyone exiting faced the scrutiny of fans on either side.

Ling Zhenfei called Bai Ling, instructing her to park the car as close as possible and to drive away as soon as they managed to get in.

Before even reaching the door, the shouts outside could be heard, and nearing the exit, banners and light sticks in the fans' hands could be seen. At that moment, Ling Zhenfei paused briefly, and not long after, his phone rang; he quickly answered.

"Hello, I'm Ling Zhenfei," he introduced himself right away.

After he finished, a woman's voice came through the phone, "Hello, boss, I'm Xiaowu, president of the Provincial City fan club. I'm right outside the train station plaza. Have you not come out yet?"

Ling Zhenfei realized he had found the right person and quickly asked, "Xiaowu, just how many people from your fan club have shown up?"

Xiaowu thought for a moment and said, "About a few dozen from my fan club came, but I just posted a message online, and I didn't expect so many from other fan clubs to show up too, along with a lot of onlookers. I'm afraid there might be two or three hundred people now."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback; two or three hundred people were waiting outside for him. What if something unexpected happened once he went out?

"Listen, Xiaowu, I'll be coming out right away, but make sure your people keep good order. Don't rush or trample each other, as any real danger would be our responsibility," he instructed urgently.

Xiaowu, who seemed to have realized the precariousness of the situation as well, agreed, "Okay, boss, I'll have our people maintain order. You come out in five minutes."

After hanging up, Ling Zhenfei waited for five minutes, then walked outside under the protection of the four bodyguards. As soon as the people saw Ling Zhenfei come out, they erupted into terrifying screams, and the flashes of cameras flickered nonstop.

Fortunately, someone was maintaining order, and the situation wasn't too chaotic. Xiaowu's people linked arms to form a circle around Ling Zhenfei, barricading him in the center to prevent any harm. The four security guards led the way, but they were still surrounded by people.

The entire train station plaza was packed with people, and many who didn't even know who Ling Zhenfei was stopped to watch the excitement, making the crowd even larger.

People constantly passed books to Ling Zhenfei for autographs, and he naturally couldn't refuse. Along with the autographing, many brought flowers and gifts, so much so that Zhenfei himself couldn't carry them all, making the four guards busy holding everything.

So, walking slowly out while the guards cleared a path, it took about twenty minutes for Ling Zhenfei to finally reach the roadside.

Bai Ling's car was parked nearby. Under the bodyguards' protection, Ling Zhenfei got into the car, which slowly moved away and finally broke through the crowd, starting to drive normally.

"That was terrifying," Ling Zhenfei exhaled deeply after escaping the throng, still somewhat shaken by the recent ordeal.

Bai Ling, driving, laughed, "Look how scared you got. Do you know that many celebrities wish for such a response but never get it? Some even pay people to show up for this kind of reception. Yours is genuinely one of a kind."

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