Qin Guan didn't pay attention to anything. He just held his phone in his hand as he struggled to make his way through the crowd backstage. He was so full of energy, that he felt as if he was on a cloud. Wang Liying followed him eagerly.

"Where are you going, Brother Qin? Calm down!"

The opening ceremony was still going on, yet Qin Guan had reached the door like a smart monkey. If he rushed out to the square, he would make the next day's headlines. Suddenly, Wang found her savior by the door. Abandoning any pretense of politeness, she shouted loudly, "Lang Lang! Catch Qin Guan!" Her roar silenced the crowd. Lang Lang, who was a smart guy, caught Qin Guan in time.

"I got him! Now what?"

Wang made her way through the crowd, "Brother Qin, the president is meeting us after the opening ceremony. Did you forget? Plus, you have another job!"

At the end of the ceremony, all the athletes and actors would gather on the square like one big harmonious family. This was an olympic custom. Qin Gu