Swish!
The moment the elevator door opened, people who had been staring at Hei Yan's schedule for a long time rushed over!
Countless cameras and live broadcast stands directly reach people's faces.
Feng Nai stood at the front, and when he raised his eyes slightly, he could only see his black mask.
But even so, the popularity of the live broadcast room will suddenly skyrocket.
Someone wanted to rush over, but was stopped earlier by the security within the safe range.
From a distance, he could see Feng Yi in a neat suit, closing the tablet with one hand, and standing in the check-in area of the first class cabin.
In addition to the battle uniform, Hei Yan's suitcase is also uniform, silver and white, with a metallic texture and a logo printed on it.
The handsome Mo Bei stood in the middle of the crowd, holding the suitcase handle with one hand and the little demon Bo with the other.
Needless to say, Little Devil Bo's outfit, who is better suited to wear a uniform that is one size smaller than him
That noble and fair little face, with a sense of alienation that didn't belong to his age, put on a black hat backwards, blowing bubble gum, cool and flirtatious.
The only thing that can feel cute is the little tucker tied up behind his little head, which flickers as he walks.
Seeing that Mo Bei was still holding a child, how could some people let her go.
Someone was shouting: "If your hand is healed, you can participate in the competition. Can you stop your irresponsible behavior?"
Some people also shouted: "Is God K really a psychopath? Speak up."
Someone else shouted: "Don't drag other players down, okay."
There is no absolutely gentle voice.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Hei Yan hadn't shown up for so long was just avoiding responsibility.
Such a chaotic scene.
If it was placed in the past, Cat, Cat, Bear and Teng Hui would definitely panic.
But now, they didn't even look back, their eyes were looking forward, and their eyes were shining.
Five people, with Feng Nai at the head, lined up, with their uniforms flying, surrounded by a group of people, accompanied by security guards, keeping a distance.
Those security guards, how could they be ordinary people, they all followed Feng Nai to Yisi, professional and calm.
In this way, there will be no incidents, and those who want to talk about it don't want to see it.
Since there are no troubles, create troubles.
A girl was about to slap Mo Bei in the face with her mobile phone, and Little Devil Bo rolled her eyes.
The girl fell to the ground with the strength of the security guard.
She is smart and knows what to say: "I just want to take a photo, so just push me like that, have you really cherished our group of fans?"
She looked at Mo Bei, the resentment in her eyes never thought of covering it up, and her voice was even more cynical: "You don't deserve it, you're a substitute, and you will never be worthy to compete again!"
Mo Bei looked down at her, without reaching out, let alone moving.
Such a photo is destined to be interpreted into countless layers of meaning.
Mo Bei was indeed used to it, and even his eyes were calm.
The little devil wants to move.
At this time, a figure came back beside him.
It was Feng Nai, who stopped at Mo Bei's left, his eyes seemed to be black through the mist, "Pengci? Then your throwing posture is not right."
He lowered the mask with one hand, pulled his lips lightly, and mockingly said casually: "Go home and find a class, maybe you can use this method to get a boyfriend."
Girl wants to talk.
Feng Nai suddenly bent down, his whole body was icy cold: "I just heard you ask, am I crazy? It's hard to answer this question, but there is one thing, whoever touches her, I don't mind showing her madness. I heard it's like A patient with split personality like me can easily go to extremes, such as... "
Having said that, he lowered his voice so low that only the girl could hear clearly.
But for a moment, the girl's pupils twitched, and she looked at Feng Nai with fear in her eyes.
There was an uproar, and there was also exposure.
No matter how many people are taking pictures.
He also had no intention of restraining himself.
"He's protecting the aforementioned substitute player."
"Really? Fortunately, I liked her before, hey."
After Feng Nai heard this, he didn't do anything else, but slowly stood up straight, in the same posture as Mo Bei.
As if to say, since the world wants to demonize you, then I will be with you.
(end of this chapter)