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179, the extra male god...

Tang Xiaolu is one of the airport's ground security guards at Shanghai Pudong Airport. Today, she is very excited.

The foreman looked at the little girl strangely, straightened his belt, looked at Tang Xiaolu, who had never dressed up carefully, painted his eyebrows and eyes today, and said:

"It's rare, I haven't seen you so well-dressed for two years?"

"The last time was when the Japanese figure skater came and we were in charge of security."

Tang Xiaolu's beautiful cat eyes blinked, and her gray-blue colored contact lenses looked alluring. She smiled and said:

"Today is even more different, my big male god is coming."

"Hanyu is my little male god."

The foreman handed her the uniform, "Who is it?"

Tang Xiaolu put on his hat, "An anchor."

The foreman felt incredible, "You are an entertainment insulator, would you like that?"

The kind of men and women who sell meat with ambiguous words and exposed words

"..." Tang Xiaolu pursed his lips, "It's not that kind, my male god has always been famous on CCTV."

"Also said that I am an entertainment insulator, Scott Kochagin, you don't even know, who is the insulator."

foreman:…

The name sounds a little familiar.

Tang Xiaolu ignored the foreman and closed the door. The foreman suddenly called out and clapped his hands inside.

"Ah, I see, the one who hosted the Solvay summit."

...

...

Today's Pudong Airport has a frighteningly large number of people, and ordinary family members who go to pick up the airport feel like they are in a vast ocean.

Walking into this sea of ​​people, you can be crowded and pushed by the crowd, with your feet off the ground.

Li Yuezi, as one of the squad leaders who came to help, was pushed at the front of the passage, sucking in his stomach and exhaling to make himself thinner, while shouting to the back, hoping everyone calm down.

With Dalou in hand, I have the world.

Zhao Tianlai held up the camera on the other side of the aisle, watching Li Yuezi's way of shouting into the loudspeaker, and felt sorry for her for two seconds.

Cai Bao of Northern Weekend next to him lit a cigarette, was glared at by Zhao Tianlai, put it away uncomfortably, and said casually:

"These little girls are so energetic now."

Zhao Tianlai took two photos of fans, "Scott's fans have always covered all ages, and the ratio of male to female is basically balanced."

Cai Bao: …

The old man decided to let go of the topic, turned his head and said, "I know that the broadcaster is here today, but I still feel it's unreal."

"This is a matter of breaking the dimensional wall—is it called the dimensional wall?"

Zhao Tianlai adjusted the knob without raising his head and said:

"Brother Baozi, you are out of date."

"This world is full of wonders."

"Traveling the world, does this mean that I have escaped the ignorance of the times?" Cai Bao held his heart sadly.

Zhao Tianlai said seriously: "That's right."

"The different world live broadcast has been running for several years, and this is unexpected, really, hey." Zhao Tianlai hated iron as steel.

...

...

The China Southern Airlines plane that took off from Paris, France is destined to be the lucky star today. All the passengers on the plane looked at the dozen or so people in the business class with the look that I have dug a big treasure.

What Zhao Tianlai said is right, Scott's fans cover all ages and walks of life.

There was a long queue of people to use the toilet.

The door of the toilet opened and closed, the people who got in quickly, but the people who went in were slow.

This bladder-exploding excitement.

I don’t know how many people really want to board, but they all stared straight at the person sitting in the left corner of the business class.

Scott crossed his chest and looked at the blue sky outside the window expressionlessly, showing no emotion.

Chen Ning was sitting aside, as if a handful of nails had been thrown under his buttocks.

Fang Fei was across the aisle, looking at Chen Ning speechlessly.

The director sat next to Fang Fei, sitting in a good student posture, looking forward.

What an amazing seat!

Fang Fei felt quite embarrassed. She felt that she and that idiot Chen Ning were caught between two stars, about to heat up.

Chen Ning winked at the side.

Fang Fei rolled her eyes and connected with his thoughts.

Chen Ning: Has the injury on Director's face disappeared?

Fang Fei: It's swollen, it just started to turn red and purple.

Chen Ning: This broadcaster is too ruthless. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the director's face and punched him——

Fang Fei: I was standing next to the director, and I felt that I heard the sound of a fracture.

Chen Ning: Then, you go to help the director, the two of you will have a shit together, right?

Fang Fei: ...I'm really worried that in the next second, the anchor will come up to the Director's position.

Chen Ning: Guaranteed to fracture every minute.

Fang Fei: No, no, it's too pornographic.

Chen Ning: In vain, I thought the two were interesting at first, but looking at it now, well, it must be a blood feud.

Fang Fei: We can only scratch the surface of what the bosses have to do.

Chen Ning: Sister Fei, you are not curious

Fang Fei: Not curious.

Chen Ning: Why?

Fang Fei: Because Sister Fei wants to live a few more days.

Chen Ning: ...

There is still an hour, and the director wants to communicate with Scott. He has an obvious injury on the left side of his face—now it is starting to swell, and he calmly said to Scott:

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Scott and the National Security Agency for contacting in advance."

"Madrid professionals are waiting for you to come."

"We understand that your stay here may not be long, so thank you all the more for coming."

Scott stared at the injury on the director's face, and said:

"Now you know how to call me Scott."

"No wonder you had to hide your face then."

"What a prescient plan."

Scott turned his head away, "Change someone to negotiate with me, I don't want to see you."

The director paused, opened his mouth, but still couldn't say anything.

What can be said?

There is nothing sympathetic about his past actions.

Scott didn't come into this world for the first second, and hammering him to death is already pretty good.

Qi Yue was kicked out by popular expectations.

He looked at Scott nervously, for fear of being cut off from his children and grandchildren.

He can't dodge this big guy's skills.

Unexpectedly, Scott just looked at him lightly and nodded, "Call me if you are in trouble, thank you." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes.

Qi Yue: ...

Qi Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Terrible to be next to such a beast.

...

...

The flight has arrived.

Scott tidied up his expression and put his arm around his hair.

Personal relationship issues cannot be vented, fans are good kids with love in their hearts.

The moment he walked out of the aisle, he was blinded by the spotlight.The boiling sound of people is about to overturn the roof of the terminal building.

"Broadcaster——!"

"Big, big, big—! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!!!"

The voices of the crowd were hoarse, mixed with a lot of foreign languages, and there were people of all colors.

Under the white spotlight, Scott blinked uncomfortably, his sea-blue eyes turned sky blue under the light-colored light, and his exposed face looked like a god.

Li Yuezi clearly felt the girls beside her scream and fainted.

Li Yuezi: ...

Oh, I'm going, Li Yuezi can't laugh or cry.

She has no position to talk about them, and she herself is about to be stunned.

It wasn't until I saw the real person that I realized how wild and natural the lighting was in the picture quality of the live broadcast room, and how unphotogenic Scott was.

The male god really shines when standing in a sea of ​​people.

Tang Xiaolu was trembling with excitement, his false eyelashes blinked like butterflies, and the foreman wondered:

"Fuck, it's ok. I've been in security for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such a good-looking person."

Tang Xiaolu held back his tears and nodded desperately.

Fang Fei climbed up the wall silently. She thought the director was bubbling, but now she went to Scott's wall decisively.

"Boss," she poked at the director amidst the boiling voice.

The director ignored her.

"It seems that you have many rivals in love."

Director: ...

The director sighed indistinctly.

A long way to go.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, happy, after a year, I finally gave this article a result.

New year and new weather, once again I wish you all the best in the new year and everything goes well! !