The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

In the venue, after a strict security check, the few spectators were already seated. The invited media from various countries have also stood in their fixed areas.

Yan Chenxi was walked all the way from the green channel by someone specially and sat in the middle area.

Wait, Bian Zhenqiang and the head of Country H will also sit in this area.

Since her head was still dizzy, Yan Chenxi put her cheek in one hand as soon as she sat down, and started to take a nap with her eyes closed.

Lin Rong came in with Yan Chenxi, and sat beside Yan Chenxi as expected.

He looked around, his deep eyes kept searching for something, so that when the volunteers handed him water, he didn't even notice and almost knocked over the water.

Lin Rong was startled for a while, for fear that he would make too much movement and disturb Yan Chenxi, who was closing his eyes and resting.

Seeing Yan Chenxi only slightly frowned her brows and didn't react too much, so she felt a little relieved.

Immediately, he turned to look at the same panicked volunteer, nodded slightly at him, "Sorry."

The volunteer breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not expect that the figure sitting in this area would be so polite.

Because today the heads of both countries will participate, so the central area is split out of the venue.

Therefore, this area is the most important place in the audience, and it is also the place that receives the most thorough care and protection.

People who can sit in this position must be people of high status.

The volunteer handed the water to Lin Rong, and when he was about to give it to Yan Chenxi, Lin Rong stopped him, "Give it to me."

The volunteer nodded, and then gave Lin Rong all the water.

Just about to leave, Lin Rong suddenly realized something and stopped the volunteer.

The volunteers were puzzled and looked at Lin Rong with some anxiety.

Lin Rong carefully glanced at Yan Chenxi next to him, and then asked, "Which school are you from?"

When the volunteers heard the words, they began to panic, thinking that this big man was telling the school what she had just not served well.

No subsidy is small, and if it is messed up, it is not good to have no credits.

The volunteer was about to apologize, Lin Rong had already spoken again, "Is Shang Yufei from the same school?"

"Shang Yufei?" The volunteer was startled, then nodded, "Yes, she and I are both from the Royal Academy of Art."

Lin Rong's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his head and looked around the area. Apart from the little girl in front of him and the two little girls not far away, there was no one else.

"When you are volunteers, do you have a fixed division of labor?" Lin Rong asked again.

The volunteer nodded, "Yes, I and two other classmates were assigned to this area to assist the staff."

"What about Shang Yufei?" Lin Rong asked subconsciously.

The volunteer looked at the man in front of him curiously, but answered truthfully, “Because Shang Yufei has a good image, she was originally assigned to work in this area. However, she refused.”

"Refused? Why refuse?"

Is it because of that kid Geng Rui? Want to work with that guy Geng Rui?

"I don't know, I just know Shang Yufei, but I am not familiar with it. Because she refused, I was assigned here instead of her." It is strange to say that among these volunteers, everyone hopes to be assigned to this. The area comes.

You know, only the best volunteers and those with a very good image will be assigned here.