Haha, I'm definitely going to challenge you!
...
The next day, looking at the people hiding in the bushes in the distance, Liu Rulan took a deep breath and signaled Xiao Chen beside her to take the bodyguards to drive them away.
Xiao He glanced at the people over there, raised an eyebrow, and casually reassured them, "It's alright, Sister Liu, just tell them to be careful. If they can't catch up, that's fine."
“That won’t do. They’ve already started selling your materials online,” Liu Rulan said seriously. “Your fans have already given me feedback on this, and we have to take this seriously.”
If we don't boycott these proxy photographers, they will continue to push their luck and may even do something more extreme in the end. Liu Rulan had experienced this firsthand when she was with Su Shengxi, so she takes this matter very seriously.
Xiao He shrugged, full of confidence: "Don't worry, they'll leave on their own soon."
These people are just after money; we should address the root cause of the problem.
Liu Rulan looked at Xiao He suspiciously: "What's your plan?"
Xiao He blinked: "What can I possibly do?"
"Then why are you so certain?"
"I believe in Sister Liu's abilities."
Liu Rulan: "...That's weird."
She then took out her phone and continued to direct Xiao Chen and the others to drive away the paparazzi.
While Xiao Chen and the others were chasing away the two annoying paparazzi, a person dressed in a ghillie suit similar to that in a shooting game moved slightly on the treetop, and then a dark lens quietly emerged from the branches and leaves, pointing in the direction where Xiao He was currently located.
"Hehe, I really have to thank those two idiots."
Huang Meng wore a smug smile, the camera following Xiao He intently, his eyes filled with provocation and a fighting spirit: "I'm fully prepared this time! I don't believe you can delete my photos remotely, hmph—"
But the next moment, the person in the shot looked up and stared intently at the yellow mulberry tree in the tree.
Huang Meng's eyelids twitched, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but he thought that his current disguise would be more obvious if he moved, so he simply restrained his movements and suppressed his panic, aiming at Xiao He's expressionless face.
The young man in the shot is wearing a clean and crisp black stand-up collar shirt, black work pants and tactical boots. His face has some faint bloodstains and abrasions painted on it for the sake of the plot. When he looks up at the camera, he has a mysterious and chilling sense of danger.
Huang Meng held his breath and took this photo, which he thought would definitely be a bestseller.
The next moment, the young man in the shot smirked and slowly mouthed the words to the person behind the camera—
“Stop, pen.”
Huang Meng: "..."
Holy crap, he really found me? No, how did he find me?
This is outrageous! I've already disguised myself like this!
What puzzled Huang Meng was that after Xiao He called him an "idiot," he immediately turned around and continued to flip through the script in his hand as if nothing had happened. He neither notified anyone to drive him away nor stopped him from taking pictures, as if he hadn't seen him at all.
This plunged Huang Meng, who had thought he had been exposed, into deep self-doubt once again.
Huang Meng went back to watch the video again, and was initially unsure whether Xiao He's lip movements were calling him an idiot.
Forget it, whatever—
Huang Meng muttered to himself.
Getting scolded is fine, making money is the most important thing!
Huang Meng endured mosquito bites and the sweltering heat, hanging on the tree for more than six hours.
After the crew finished work and left, he finally managed to slowly climb down the tree, his feet feeling weak when they touched the ground.
But looking at his impressive performance today and thinking about the rewards he will receive soon, Huang Meng is full of energy again.
This time, he will definitely protect his victory!
Xiao He, just you wait! Huang Meng will never admit defeat!
More than an hour later...
From one of the hotel rooms, Huang Meng's piercing screams echoed once more—
"Aaaaaahh ...
"My videos and photos!!!"
"Xiao He, I'll fuck your grandma's leg!!!"
"Let anyone who wants to be a proxy photographer take the job!!!"
On that day, the last three stubborn warriors were all wiped out.
From then on, Xiao He had fewer proxy photographers, but the world had more heartbroken people.
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