World Champion Pretending to Be a Passerby, Beaten by Me at the Age of Sixteen

Xu Xin and Wang Hao originally wanted to laugh at Zhang Yuan for being affectionate.

But the moment they saw the young lady lift the clothes, the two of them couldn't help but tremble.

For a moment, both were silent.

Zhang Yuan sat in the seat next to the little sister and took the initiative to chat with her.

"Really don't take a photo with me? It's a bonus gift when Su Zhe comes to take a photo and autograph it!!"

Zhang Yuan pretended to speak lightly.

With the other hand, it was imperceptible to pick up the clothes on the side and put it on the young lady's leg again.

"Yeah!"

Miss sister nodded happily.

Zhang Yuan smiled and took the phone from the young lady.

Raise your right hand.

"Smile happily!" he said.

"Uh-huh."

With a click, the shutter sounded.

In the camera, two brilliant smiling faces were frozen.

"You just said that you are my fan, is it true? Or did you just say that you wanted me to help you?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"It's true!! I especially like watching your live broadcast, especially the series of playing passersby!!" The young lady nodded sincerely.

"..." Zhang Yuan choked.

Now as soon as he heard of playing a passerby, he remembered the incident of being shaved by Su Zhe in two bloodbaths.

"Then, why do you like Su Zhe?"

Zhang Yuan looked at the young lady curiously.

I want to find out what causes my fans to "empathize and fall in love".

What is hidden behind this!

Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? !

"Hmm..." The young lady suddenly smiled, her eyes were bright, as if she was thinking of some beautiful scene.

"Because I watched the live broadcast of you acting as a passerby that day!"

"Ahem."

Zhang Yuan coughed violently and almost choked up tears.

"So that's it." He nodded numbly.

I don't know this is the first time I have been heartbroken today.

When Zhang Yuan and Miss Sister ‘talked very happily’.

Su Zhe finally got away.

A group photo, a signed autograph.

The fans left contentedly.

Zhang Yuan got up and beckoned to Su Zhe, "My God Su, come here!!"

"Su Shen?" The young lady was a little curious, "Why did you call him Su Shen?!"

"It's not because he played invincible in the national team!! Everyone gave him a nickname called Su Shen!!!"

"Su...God..." Miss sister suddenly murmured these two words in her mouth.

Su Zhe saw Zhang Yuan beckoning, smiled and walked closer, only to find that there was a strange face beside him.

And it turned out to be a woman!

No way……

With such a short amount of effort, did Brother Yuan pinch a young lady?

"What are you looking at? This is your fan!!"

Seeing Su Zhe's profound gaze, Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes, got up and grabbed Su Zhe.

With both hands, he pressed him to the seat where she was just sitting beside the young lady.

"Jimei, I can do what I promised you!!" Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

Then he retreated and ran to Xu Xin and Wang Hao.

On the seat.

The young lady's eyes opened wide, looking at Su Zhe who was close at hand, she was almost speechless.

"that……"

Su Zhe saw her nervous look, with a warm smile on her face, and said, "Or, take a photo first?"

In the face of a group of fans, he is a bit lacklustre.

But facing a fan, he can face it calmly.

"Hmm, good!" The young lady flushed with excitement.

"Signature, can you sign here?"

"Yes, you can!"

Little sister only thinks that Su Zhe's voice is so gentle, which makes her feel like a spring breeze.

The whole person became dizzy.

After taking the photo together, signing the name, and politely chatted a few unnutritious words with the little sister.

Then I heard the announcement on the announcement to board the plane.

Su Zhe politely said goodbye, got up and left, and returned to the main army.

The young lady sat in the seat, holding her mobile phone and signing her signature with joy.

Looking at Su Zhe's back, she plucked up the courage and shouted:

"Su Shen, you must come on!! I will always support you!!!"

This sound seemed to exhaust all the strength of the whole body.

Su Zhe had already walked to the boarding gate, heard the sound, turned his head and smiled at her.

In the waiting room, I don't know how many girls saw this smile.

The heart is about to be crisped.

The plane boarded by the national team is a Boeing 787, a large passenger plane.

Wide body, four shots, carrying more than 300 passengers.

In the cabin.

Rows 1-10 are first class.

Rows 11-30 are business class.

After row 31, all are economy class.

Dozens of people in the national team all booked tickets together.

Unified business class.

And basically concentrated in the 11th to the 19th row.

Su Zhe and Xu Xin are on the left side of the twelfth row.

Xu Xin leans by the window and Su Zhe leans by the aisle.

On the right side of the twelfth row are Zhang Yuan and Ma Yu.

Four coaches including Liu Zhenliang, Kong Yuhui, Ma Kuan...sit in the eleventh row.

The plane took off on time.

But it didn't take long for the fuselage to rise to the stratosphere and stabilize.

A tall flight attendant walked over to the twelfth row.

With a smile on his face, he said softly: "Sir, there is a VIP passenger in the first class ahead who wants to help you upgrade. Do you need it?"

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New book hits the road!

Dear ancestors, ask for flowers, monthly tickets, and evaluation votes!

The big guys who have tickets move their fingers, the ball is! !

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