In the crowd, a slender man walked out slowly.

He wore a very casual knitted hat, and his fair face was covered by a pair of exaggerated sunglasses, revealing only a straight nose and extremely pale lips.

A black and white scarf is wrapped around his neck, he holds his shoulders in one hand, and looks down with a tablet computer in the other.

Zhang Lele zoomed in on the phone picture for comparison, squinted his round apricot eyes, and nodded vigorously: "That's him!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Lele suddenly pulled Yan Mo up, rushed over in a hurry, and stopped in front of the young man very abruptly.

"Excuse me... are you Daniel?" Zhang Lele's English is not very good, and it took a long time to hold back such a sentence.

The young man took a step back frightened by the sudden appearance of the two people, but was obviously displeased when he heard Zhang Lele's broken English.

"Hello...we are Juxing...media...company...artist...we want..." Zhang Lele struggled to communicate with Daniel, and almost used up all the English vocabulary in his head. He gestured vigorously with both hands while speaking, It caused others to look back frequently.

Zhang Lele was sweating profusely, turned around and yelled at Yan Mo, and asked him, "What did the magazine say?"

Yan Mo suddenly realized that this person had been gesticulating for a long time, and he was talking about magazines...

"Magazine" Yan Mo wondered if he wanted to, and told him in a low voice.

"Oh oh oh!" Zhang Lele's eyes lit up, and he turned his head and continued his Zhang's English.

At this time, a man's cold voice suddenly came from above his head.

"What a few things, speak human words to me."

Zhang Lele blushed: "You can speak Mandarin..."

Daniel took off his glasses quickly, his icy blue eyes were like shining crystals, he stared at Zhang Lele coldly, and said in a cold voice: "If you have something to say, don't get in the way if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Lele froze when he saw him, his throat was sluggish, and he was a little nervous.

Yan Mo took Zhang Lele behind him, and his 1.9-meter figure was inserted between the two of them in an instant.

"We are from Fuxing Media, and we will take you back to the hotel."

Daniel glanced at Yanmo coldly: "No need!"

After finishing speaking, Daniel raised his hand to push Yan Mo who was motionless in front of him, and he slapped the iron plate with his palm.

Just as Daniel was about to get angry, a piercing sound suddenly erupted in the distance.

"Daniel—"

"That's Daniel!"

Daniel is a very famous photographer, and because of his good looks, he has many fans in China.

The traffic at the airport is huge, and it's not a good thing to be recognized here!

In a blink of an eye, people around all looked at Yanmo and the other three because of the scream.

The three of them were all handsome guys. They had been in the entertainment industry all year round, so they inevitably had their own stars. Now that the three of them got together, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Daniel I love you!"

"It's Daniel! Mom, look, I like him so much!"

Some people had already started running in this direction, and even the crowd who didn't know Daniel joined in the fun and approached in one direction.

At this time, with Yan Mo, Zhang Lele, and Daniel as the center, people began to frantically gather on both sides to eat melons, a bit like ghosts entering the village, approaching the encirclement bit by bit.

"Daniel, I'm going to give you a monkey—" Seeing that, a crazy fan was about to pounce on Daniel's face.

Yanmo pulled Daniel's wrist instantly, lowered his head and leaned into Zhang Lele's ear and said, "Garage meet."

Zhang Lele nodded quickly.

Yan Mo quickly picked up the blue-faced Daniel and rushed towards the place where the crowd was sparse, and immediately caught up with a large group of people, while Zhang Lele took advantage of the chaos and jumped out of the crowd, and disappeared after a while.

Yan Mo has long legs and is extremely explosive.

He dragged Daniel and ran like a rocket, turning around and turning around, making Daniel almost throw up, and there was even a small wave of fans behind him.

Definitely a true fan.

Daniel's face turned pale, he didn't eat anything on the plane just now, and he couldn't bear to run so fast...

"I... can't run anymore..."

"You give... I stop..."

Yan Mo didn't even sweat a drop. He glanced back at Daniel with an ugly face, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and the two of them swished into the men's room.

Yan Mo quickly closed the door and locked it with a click.

"Hey? Where's the person? He obviously ran here just now!"

"Go over there and see!"

"Daniel—"

The voice gradually disappeared, and Yanmo and Daniel relaxed.

Yan Mo couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Daniel, only to find that he was slumped on the toilet seat, his face was terrifyingly pale.

"You..." Yan Mo frowned slightly: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Nonsense—" Daniel was out of breath, raised his eyes and gave Yanmo a hard look: "I'm running out of breath!"

The physical strength is too weak, Yanmo said inwardly.

"You should keep fit at ordinary times. Men's physical fitness is too poor, which is not good."

Daniel raised his eyebrows and stood up from the toilet in an instant: "Isn't it all because of you and your bad friend, or would I be recognized?!"

Yan Mo was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Daniel thought that Yanmo would choke immediately, after all, it was Yanmo who helped him out of the predicament just now.

But he didn't expect Yan Mo to admit his mistake directly.

"Forget it." Daniel said coldly, "Take me back to the hotel."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Daniel stared at Yan Mo with a slumped handsome face.

"You just drive such a thing, come to pick up my machine?"

But it's a pity that Yanmo is so taller than Daniel, so in terms of momentum, Daniel is completely defeated.

"Actually... bread also has the benefits of bread..." Zhang Lele tried to break the embarrassment: "At least, it's very spacious..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Lele hurriedly shut up as Daniel flung his eyes at him.

"Get in the car." Yan Mo glanced at Daniel indifferently, opened the co-pilot's door sideways, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Hmph!" Daniel gave him a blank look, and slammed the door shut with a "bang" after getting into the car.

Yanmo didn't say a word, started the car, followed the navigation given by Daniel, and drove all the way to Santa Maria Hotel.

On the way, Zhang Lele tried to talk to Daniel, but was ruthlessly ignored every time.

Zhang Lele: [Grievance Baba.jpg]

Green light all the way, unimpeded.

After Yanmo parked at the entrance of the hotel, he got out of the car without haste, and opened the car door for Daniel in a rather gentlemanly manner.

Daniel was sneering, and said in his heart that I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart, and I will definitely take the opportunity to ask for my contact information blah blah blah blah...

"Goodbye."

Yan Moli got into the car and slammed the door shut.

The motor started, and the bun disappeared into the Santa Maria Hotel with a whoosh.

Daniel: ...

Inside the car, Zhang Lele was full of anxiety: "Brother Yan, you haven't told him about the magazine yet!"

"Needless to say, he knows it in his heart."

"But he knows that talking to us is two different things!"

Yan Mo's tone was light: "Do you think, if we ask, we have a good chance of winning?"

Zhang Lele was speechless for a while. Daniel must have a bad impression of them because of such an oolong at the airport today...

Even if they asked, Daniel would definitely not agree.

"There is no chance of winning..." Zhang Lele leaned on the seat and sighed disappointedly: "I was very excited at first, hey..."

"Rather than being rejected by him personally, it's better to be a smart person, so that at least you can recover some of the impression points that were deducted before...Brother Yan, you are so smart, if I want to, I will definitely humiliate myself..."

Zhang Lele frantically rubbed her hair until it looked like a chicken coop.

"Brother Kuan asked later, what should we say?"

"be honest."

Zhang Lele froze: "Okay..."

Yan Mo took Zhang Lele back to the apartment and drove to the club by himself.

Little transparent like them, there will always be times when they don't receive notifications for a long time.

At times like this, Zhang Lele would eat variety shows with potato chips in his arms, while Yan Mo would just stay in the club and fight boxing.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Yan Mo drove home. He smoked for 10 minutes downstairs in the community, threw the cigarette butts into the trash can, and then slowly walked into the elevator.

A few minutes later, in the shadow of the community, a black car turned on its headlights.

The car window covered with black film slowly opened, and a wrist holding a cigarette protruded from it.

The two fingers holding the cigarette were clean and slender, and the scarlet cigarette butt slowly burned to the end in the dark night.

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