fictionpage Chapter 256 Oolong
Chapter 256 Oolong
Kyoto, Daxing Airport.
T2 terminal.
A group of fans holding signs were waiting eagerly in the lobby.
There are professional trustees among them, and there are also some real fans.
One of the young men wearing gloves, holding a sign, asked in a low voice the middle-aged man with stubble next to him.
"Brother Lang, why don't you come out?"
Mad, it's been an hour.
Two hundred yuan is too hard to earn.
Is it easy to live in this line of work and make more money?
"Why are you anxious? The plane is not delayed and should be out soon."
The stubble-faced Brother Lang scolded softly.
Young people are just impatient.
He cleared his throat and repeatedly asked: "When the target appears, rush forward as soon as possible, okay? Let the other party see our enthusiasm, so that there will be a steady stream of jobs coming to us in the future."
"Don't worry, Brother Lang, I can run very fast. I was on the school sprint team back then."
The young man patted his chest with a confident expression on his face.
He has great confidence in this.
"Well, you have to be more excited. You know what to say when you run over, don't you? Don't be silent, praise more. We want these passers-by to know how popular Xu Yilun is, do you know?"
Brother Lang warned worriedly.
This boy is an acquaintance from his hometown, and he came all the way to Kyoto to join him.
I got a job from a friend today, so I just brought it with me.
"You know, you know, I'm the best at flattering." The young man nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Without that diamond, I wouldn’t be able to do the porcelain work.
"That's good."
"Um, Xiaotong, you stay here while I go to the bathroom."
Brother Lang suddenly felt a need to urinate.
He didn't care to say too much and walked away in a hurry.
Two minutes later.
There was a commotion among nearby fans holding light signs.
"Come on, come on, brother is out."
"Jimeis, get ready to sprint. You must hug your brother this time."
"Hehe, if I can touch my brother's hand, I won't wash my hands for a month."
...
Xiaotong saw a group of people coming from a distance.
Knowing that the target has appeared, I was about to sprint towards it.
Suddenly, I realized that I didn’t seem to know what the target looked like.
Originally, I was going out with my seniors this time, so I would have an experienced driver to lead the way.
So he didn't have any photos of the search target.
Now that Brother Lang has escaped, he doesn't even bother to search on his phone in this situation.
In desperation, Xiaotong hurriedly grabbed a girl next to him and asked: "You are so beautiful, who is Xu Yilun over there?"
The girl was about to fly towards her brother, a two-way race.
After being pulled, he threw away Xiaotong's hand impatiently and pointed casually: "Of course the most handsome one is my brother."
After saying that, he stepped on his short legs and ran forward hard.
Hearing this, Xiaotong suddenly realized.
Seeing that he was left behind by his peers and fans, he immediately became anxious.
Holding the sign, he strode his legs vigorously and rushed forward like a wild horse.
In just a few seconds, he surpassed everyone and took the lead.
the other side.
Xu Yilun already had a professional smile on his face, ready to greet his fans.
Shang Fei saw Zhao Yan dawdling behind him and was worried that he might cause trouble.
So he said: "Xiao Zhao, please go ahead. Some fans are crazy. Please block them."
"OK."
Zhao Yan nodded, nothing happened.
Soon he came to the front of the team, followed by Shang Fei and Xu Yilun, and finally Ren Xiaoliu pushing the suitcase.
After a while.
Zhao Yan suddenly noticed that a young man with a fanatical expression was running towards him at a very fast speed.
He kept shouting "Xu Yilun".
Zhao Yan, who was about to take action, thought for a moment and decided not to do anything. This person should be a fan.
Still kind of stupid.
There is no need to be cruel, just intercept it gently later.
Xiaotong was ecstatic.
Haha, I'm the first!
His expression was very excited, and he sprinted to Zhao Yan. In order to make sure he didn't recognize the wrong person, he even glanced behind him.
I found that the three people behind me were not as handsome as the man in front of me. They were probably followers.
So Xiaotong, who had locked the target, grabbed Zhao Yan's raised hand and said with an excited smile: "Wow, Xu Yilun, you are more handsome in person than in the photo!"
"Oh, with this handsomeness, all your followers together can't even compare to what's possible!"
"Well, Brother Yilun, I am your die-hard fan. I have been waiting here for a long time. Can you sign it for me? I decided to keep it as a family heirloom!"
"...."
Zhao Yan, who had just raised his hand to push the person away, was dumbfounded.
Unexpectedly, this person caught him and praised him fiercely. What was even more speechless was that he praised the wrong person.
Mad, this is a fake fan!
Shang Fei and Ren Xiaoliu were stunned.
This was the first time they encountered such an oolong.
Treating an assistant as an artist is simply unheard of.
Xu Yilun's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
He looked at Zhao Yan with an unkind expression, and then at Xiao Tong, who was still flattering him.
An unknown fire burned brightly.
Behind him, the fans who followed were a little confused.
what's the situation? Did your brother have plastic surgery?
Hey, don't tell me, it looks better than before.
Wait, no, I posted a selfie yesterday. How can plastic surgery be so fast?
The scene fell into an eerie silence for a while.
Only the sound of flattery sounded from time to time.
Xiaotong's mouth went dry with the praise, but Xu Yilun didn't say anything at all, and even looked at him with a half-smile.
What's the meaning?
He was a little unhappy. I've been praising him for so long. Why don't you say something? Can’t even act?
The shelf is too big.
"Hey! Xiaotong, what are you doing?" Brother Lang arrived late.
After squeezing into the crowd, I suddenly found this kid boasting loudly to an unknown young man.
What show is this in?
"Brother Lang, look, our idol Xu Yilun!"
Xiao Tong, who couldn't praise him anymore, brightened up when he saw Brother Lang.
"...."
Brother Lang is numb.
His face turned red and the corners of his eyes twitched. A sentence popped out from between his teeth: "Idiot, Xu Yilun is behind you!"
Mud, that brat ruined his big job!
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The expression on Xiaotong's face froze.
He raised his head mechanically and saw the man in front of him move away slightly, "Brother, this is Teacher Xu Yilun. You praised the wrong person."
"..."
When fans saw Xu Yilun's figure, they did not rush up excitedly.
Instead, he stood there feeling a little at a loss.
The lingering awkward atmosphere prevented fans from becoming enthusiastic at all.
After a long time, Brother Lang took the lead to break the deadlock and walked up to Xu Yilun with a dry smile.
"Haha, Xu Yilun, I am really your fan. You are so handsome. Can you give me an autograph?"
"Oh, thank you."
Xu Yilun had an ugly smile on his lips and signed his name absentmindedly.
Someone took the lead, and the underlings also reacted and quickly gathered around, blurting out all kinds of compliments.
On the contrary, it was those true fans who frequently stared at Zhao Yan's face.
An idea came to their minds almost at the same time.
Oh, if only my brother was so handsome.