Chapter 602

As soon as Han Mo's plane back home landed, reporters flocked to encircle and block it immediately.

Fortunately, the airport had already made arrangements. Meng Si also contacted the Security Department of the company. Although he had made preparations in advance, it still made it very difficult for Han Mo to get out of the airport.

Because in addition to media reporters, there are also fans who have been squatting at the airport for a long time.

Han Mo's fans cover all ages, including daughter level, sister level, sister level, aunt level and brother level.

Meng Si walked on the side of Han Mo and whispered in his ear, "even if there are so many male fans, what do you want?"

Han Mo glanced at Meng Si's unseemly face and didn't speak.

After the reporter surrounded him, he began to ask questions frantically. Originally, there were many reporters, and with the help of fans, if Han Mo kept staying and saying a few words, it seemed that he couldn't go.

Originally, Meng Si had winked and asked the security guard to forcibly protect them.

Han Mo couldn't bear to see so many fans, and some fans were wearing blankets. They must have waited for a long time and even slept at the airport.

Han Mo never thought fans should do all this. He still decided to say hello to fans.

When seeing the idol stop, the fans scream. Han Mo knows that in fact, the requirements of these fans are very simple. They can take some small videos and take some close-up photos.

When Han Mo stopped to take photos for his fans, the reporter quickly asked questions.

"Do you have any plans for a new film after you return home?"

"No."

"What's your next job? Do you devote yourself to the recording of new programs or the creation of new albums? "

"None."

The reporters looked at each other strangely. In their mind, when big coffee comes back from more important activities abroad, they will briefly talk about their work plan at the airport, mainly in order to publish it through the media and give their work a lasting attention.

Moreover, Han Mo came back from the award ceremony of ozya golden statue award this time, and won the best film award of the first non American film in nearly a century. This honor is enough to show off for a lifetime.

But Han Mo didn't have any special expression when he came back, and he didn't want to say more in front of the media. It's too strange in the hearts of various media reporters.

Who knows, Han Mo is bored to death. He knows that the little guy must have been waiting for himself in the parking lot outside the airport, but he just can't get out now.

The little guy clamored to pick up his father with his mother. Han Mo also wanted to see the little guy for the first time, so he agreed that she would follow to pick up the plane.

But because I guessed that there would be reporters chasing and intercepting at the airport, I arranged for the children to sit in Shuya's nanny car and wait in the parking lot with Shuya. At this time, the little guy must have stretched his head and picked up the window, waiting for his father.

Han Mo's answer surprised the reporter. To be exact, they all wanted to take the initiative to write something for Han Mo and publicize his new works, but Han Mo's two "no" were almost impossible to interrupt.

This is the best opportunity for the media. A reporter finally spoke again, "you came back with such a glorious award. How can you not carry out the following work? You have to take advantage of the victory and gain a firm foothold in the world. "

Both the tone and the content of this question lost the level of the reporter's usual questions, but she just couldn't help asking her heart.

Han Mo looked at the reporter who asked questions and smiled. "There are many more important things in life than chasing after victory."

Other reporters first did not expect that their peers would ask such a question that is not like a reporter, and then did not expect that Han Mo should answer such an answer that is not like an answer.

In Han Mo's heart, he has been busy for too long. Making movies, making programs and writing songs take up too much of his time.

Ozya golden statue award is an additional gain. It is precisely because of the huge additional gain that Han mogeng family feels that they should stop, have a rest and do something they want to do more.

The reporters were somewhat passive by Han Mo's attitude, because the questions they had prepared were related to Han Mo's answer to the details of the next work. Leng Buding Han Mo said that the next work was "no".

The reporters were a little confused.

At this time, a fan closest to Han Mo suddenly shouted, "what is more important in your heart than the career that is booming to the top?"

Meng Si whispered beside Han mo“ You can't answer. That's enough. We can go. "

Han Mo didn't accept Meng Si's suggestion. He looked at the fans who had the courage to ask questions and smiled, "my family, my daughter."

After answering the last question, Han Mo walked out of the huge airport hall surrounded by reporters, fans, security guards and staff.

When Han Mo walked to the parking lot, reporters and fans were stopped behind by staff and security guards.

Meng Sixiao pangxie didn't go with Han Mo, so they went their separate ways in the parking lot.

As Han Mo thought, from a distance, Han Mo saw a small head lying on the window, two small hands holding the window frame, and the small head drooping listlessly. Han Mo saw that the little guy's expression was waiting for anxiety and loss.

The small appearance looks both distressing and very cute.

Han Mo took three steps and took two steps. He strode on the road with long legs.

The little guy seemed to feel that his father was coming in his own direction, and his listless little head suddenly lifted up.

"Dad, Dad." The little guy jumped up excitedly.

Because I haven't got off yet, although the nanny car is spacious, it can't stand the little guy's jump. Just after calling dad, the little guy covered his little head and screamed, "Oh".

The little head hit the roof. Although it hurt a little, it couldn't stop a daughter from missing her father.

The little guy rubbed his head and jumped out of the car without time to think about whether it hurt or not.

Start, run-up, acceleration, take-off, firmly hook dad's neck.

"Dad, Xuanxuan misses you so much, miss you so much." The little guy played coquettish in his father's arms.

"Dad wants you too." Han Mo kissed the child's fleshy face, then spoiled and rubbed the child's forehead with his forehead.

Suddenly, the little guy said with a slightly questioning tone, "but why do you have a video with your mother, not with Xuanxuan? Xuanxuan is not happy. Xuanxuan is not happy. "

Han Mo gently rubbed the child's head, didn't follow the child's words, and looked for a big bag on the child's head that had just been hit by the roof.

However, Han Mo is a little strange. He didn't tell others about his video with Shuya. The child didn't wake up when he was sleeping. According to the little guy's character, if he woke up, he would come running over. There was no pretending to sleep at all. How did she know.

Thinking of this, there is only one possibility.

Han Mo looked at Shuya a little speechless.

Shuya listened to the little guy complain all the way. She knew what Han Mo's eyes meant. She coughed twice and looked aside. "Oh, it's a happy thing to have a video with her father. Of course, my mother wants to share it with Xuanxuan, ha ha, ha ha."

Han Mo, "... Ha ha."