Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Song Mo followed her gaze and saw a woman standing in front of the shelf, wearing sunglasses, with long hair and a beige trench coat.

She was bending over to pick up milk, moving quickly, glancing around furtively every now and then, as if she were hiding from something.

"That person looks like..." Gao Yuanyuan said hesitantly, "Fan Binbin?"

Song Mo took a second look. Although the woman's sunglasses covered half of her face, her slightly chubby face, delicate nose, and fair, glowing skin were still clearly visible.

Wait, it really is her.

I just saw her on TV, and I never expected to run into her in person while shopping at the supermarket.

At that time, Fan Binbin was at best a second-tier star, but "My Fair Princess" was a national TV series, and her fame as the most beautiful maid was still quite high.

In addition, her role in the year's hottest commercial film, "The Lion Roars," further boosted her fame.

No wonder she was so heavily disguised; she was probably afraid of being recognized.

"It must be her," Song Mo said.

Gao Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should go up and say hello?

She and Fan Binbin knew each other and had attended several events together, so they could be considered friends.

Just as she was hesitating, a middle-aged man suddenly approached Fan Binbin and, without saying a word, snatched off her sunglasses.

"It really is Fan Binbin!" The man's voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire shelf area. He was full of excitement, and his eyes were shining.

Fan Binbin was stunned by this sudden action and stood there dumbfounded.

The people around them became excited as soon as they heard the name Fan Binbin.

"Where? Where?"

"Fan Binbin? The one who played Jin Suo?"

"It really is her!"

Humans are naturally drawn to spectacle. Although not everyone likes Fan Binbin, the mere fact that he's a celebrity is enough to attract attention.

Suddenly, everyone around them crowded towards this side.

Some people took out their phones to take pictures, while others leaned forward to get a better look.

Fan Binbin only came to his senses at this moment, snatched his sunglasses away, and his face darkened.

She didn't say anything, turned around and tried to leave, but the area was already surrounded by people, so how could she get out?

"Excuse me." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was cold, carrying an unquestionable force.

Nobody allowed it.

More and more people gathered, and those at the back didn't know what was happening in front; they only heard that there were celebrities, and they desperately tried to squeeze in.

The people in front were being pushed so hard they could barely stand, but they didn't want to back up.

Caught in the middle, Fan Binbin's expression changed from cold to anxious, and then from anxious to panicked.

"Get out of the way!" Her voice rose, carrying a hint of sternness, but no one in the noisy crowd could hear her.

The people standing in front even took out their phones and started taking pictures.

In 2002, mobile phone cameras were just beginning to become popular. Although the resolution was only 200,000 to 300,000 pixels, the ability to "eat and view" on mobile phones had already emerged.

Seeing this reminded Fan Binbin, who also took out her phone and quickly pressed a few buttons.

"Dad..." she whispered, "I'm at Carrefour in Guomao, surrounded by people. Can you come and get me right away..."

She bit her lip and responded to what was said on the other end of the phone before hanging up.

Her father is still her agent. This year, she has been working like a pro, filming a large number of TV series and movies, including "The Treasure Basin", "The Lion Roars", "Love at First Sight", and "Brotherly Love".

I finally got to go back to Yanjing to rest recently, and I just wanted to go out and buy some groceries and cook a meal, but I didn't expect to be recognized and surrounded by people here.

The supermarket security guard stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking bewildered and unsure of what to do.

They usually just guard the gate and keep an eye on thieves; they've never seen anything like this before.

Song Mo and Gao Yuanyuan stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching this scene, and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What should we do?" Gao Yuanyuan frowned, her voice filled with worry. "If this continues, something bad is bound to happen."

Song Mo glanced at the crowd, then at Fan Binbin who was surrounded in the middle, and said nothing.

Gao Yuanyuan thought for a moment, then suddenly tugged at his sleeve: "Why don't you... go help her?"

Song Mo was taken aback: "Me?"

"You're tall and strong," Gao Yuanyuan said, looking at him. "And you're quick-witted; you'll definitely have a solution."

Song Mo glanced at her, then looked at Fan Binbin in the crowd.

To be honest, he didn't have much of a relationship with Fan Binbin, but Gao Yuanyuan had already spoken up...

"Okay," he said. "Here's what we'll do: you go to the door and flag down a car while we come out. That's the safest way."

Gao Yuanyuan nodded, then turned and ran towards the supermarket entrance.

Song Mo took a deep breath, looked around, and then quickly walked up to a man in a suit.

The man's name tag read "Duty Manager," and he looked anxiously at the crowd, unsure of what to do.

"Hello," Song Mo patted his shoulder, his voice steady, "I am Miss Fan Binbin's bodyguard."

The duty manager paused for a moment, then looked him up and down.

Song Mo is 1.87 meters tall, and when he stands there, he does have the air of a bodyguard.

"The situation is very dangerous right now," Song Mo said quickly, not giving him time to react. "With so many people crammed together, if something happens, your supermarket will be in big trouble."

The duty manager gasped, his face turning pale.

"Gather the security guards and come with me inside to pick them up," Song Mo said. "Don't just stand there, hurry!"

The duty manager was so frightened by his words that he didn't dare to be negligent and immediately turned around and ran to find the security guard.

In less than two minutes, a dozen security guards gathered around, dressed in uniforms and holding walkie-talkies, looking quite professional.

Without wasting words, Song Mo imitated the mannerisms of bodyguards of celebrities in later generations, and aggressively pushed his way into the crowd.

"Make way!" He shouted loudly and was tall, squeezing his way through the crowd and creating a gap.

As he pushed through the crowd, he shouted, "Miss Fan Binbin's bodyguard, please make way, don't push, who will be responsible if something happens?"

The security guards followed behind him, also shouting, "Make way! Make way!"

The crowd was stunned by his imposing manner. Although some people were still unwilling, they still made way for him.

Song Mo quickly squeezed next to Fan Binbin.

Fan Binbin was being jostled around by the crowd and could barely stand. He was holding his phone in one hand and using the other to shield himself.

She saw a tall man rushing towards her and instinctively took a step back.

Song Mo grabbed her wrist, startling Fan Binbin. She looked up and saw a handsome face, and froze for a second.

"Who is this person? I don't recognize him at all." She tried to struggle, but before she could even exert any force.

Song Mo leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If you want to leave here, don't move and stay close to me."

Warm breath sprayed against her ear, tickling her. For a moment, Fan Binbin didn't know why, but she nodded as if possessed.

Song Mo turned around, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and used the other to pull people away from in front of him.

He was tall with long arms; when he stretched them out into the crowd, people on both sides automatically stepped back.

"Make way, bodyguards are picking someone up, don't push!"

Fan Binbin was completely shielded behind him, and he almost had to lean against his back to walk forward.

She could feel the warmth of his back and the tense muscles in his arms when he exerted himself.

The people around her were still shouting and pushing, but suddenly she felt less panicked.

Song Mo's domineering behavior displeased some onlookers, who began to grumble and curse from behind.

"What are you doing? Just because you're a celebrity doesn't mean you're so great!"

"Why are you pushing? Can't you see how many people are here? Why are you pushing me?"

Song Mo ignored him and continued walking at a brisk pace.

After finally squeezing out of the crowd, the people on the outside got excited again when they saw Fan Binbin come out, and seemed ready to surround him again.

Song Mo didn't want to be sandwiched between people.

Song Mo glanced back and saw that Fan Binbin's face was still pale, but much better than before.

"Run," he said.