However, they did not stop and took the escalator all the way to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant.
Coincidentally, there was an empty table in the corner of the usually bustling shop.
Of course, forget about getting a private room; you definitely won't be able to get one.
Zhai Zhipeng glanced around at the people around him and asked Xiao He, "You can only sit in this corner now, won't you get recognized?"
Xiao He adjusted his mask, unsure: "Should?"
With so many people eating here, they certainly wouldn't look up and wander around... right?
However, Xiao He was too naive. As soon as he took off his mask, he heard a soft exclamation from the side: "Hey! It's Xiao He!"
"Oh my god, he actually eats here!"
Xiao He: ...
No, don't people online say that life doesn't have that many spectators?
What kind of looks are those? He's sitting in the corner!
And what you're saying makes it sound like he can't eat!
"Um, Xiao He, can I take a picture with you? I really like your Mu Ze!"
Once one girl took the initiative, other girls followed suit, asking for photos and autographs, and even several guys came up to ask for them.
Zhai Zhipeng and the others could only look at Xiao He with expressions of helplessness.
Xiao He couldn't refuse, so he greeted Zhai Zhipeng and the others, and led his fans to a slightly more open but not particularly conspicuous spot, where he patiently signed autographs and took photos with each fan.
Fortunately, hot pot restaurants are usually crowded, so they only let people in to eat after they have been seated. The number of people in the restaurant has always been kept stable, and there is no situation where more and more people are signing autographs. The fans have not caused any chaos or other negative impacts. Even the restaurant owner came over to ask Xiao He for a photo and autograph.
At the same time, Xiao He also received a free meal from the proprietress.
It took about ten minutes for Xiao He to fulfill all the fans' requests.
"Okay, okay, now it's my personal time. I hope everyone can cooperate, okay? Thank you, thank you."
Perhaps because Xiao He usually gives fans the impression of being aloof and serious, and his current temperament is also on the fierce side, the fans did not pester him after he made the request. They obediently said goodbye to Xiao He and returned to their seats one after another.
Some shameless individuals tried to get more autographs from Xiao He to resell, but Xiao He's expression gradually turned cold, and he stared at them calmly.
"Uh—Goodbye, Brother Xiao."
The guy being stared at felt a chill run down his spine and into his brain. He immediately snapped out of it and didn't dare to chase after Xiao He for an autograph anymore. He silently put down his phone and left.
Once all the fans had been dealt with, Xiao He finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to return the way he came.
But Xiao He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly saw a boy of about seven or eight years old in the corridor ahead, holding a shiny hair clip and bullying a three-year-old girl dressed in a princess dress who was very cute.
The little girl, her voice trembling with tears, asked the boy to return her hair clip. But the next moment, the little boy shoved her hard in a hostile manner, saying, "Hehe, what you snatched is mine, and I'm not giving it back to you!"
The seven or eight-year-old boy was already about 1.4 meters tall, so pushing a little girl was a piece of cake. The little girl stumbled and fell backward, but bumped right into the waiter who was carrying hot pot soup and turning around from the other table.
Because the table was significantly higher than the little girl, and the group of people were sitting together, the staff member didn't see her at first. When he did, he instinctively tried to avoid her, but it was too late. The hot pot broth in his hand still spilled out of the pot due to inertia and splashed onto the little girl.
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