With a fierce look on his face, Tang Xiaobao strode forward.
Unfortunately, everyone only saw how handsome he was, but didn't notice that he looked unhappy.
Maybe I was too excited, too thrilled.
When fans meet their idols, it's really easy for them to become impulsive and lose their rationality in an instant.
"Master, we are your fans, please sign for us."
"Yes, I want a photo."
"I want to take a picture too."
"Ahhh, so cool! I finally get to meet my idol."
"Master, you are my idol, I love you."
A group of reporters blocked the way from behind and kept taking photos.
"Master, are you here to see Mayor Luo?"
"Excuse me, why did you come to meet here?"
"Is there something important that brought you to Jiangnan City this time?"
“Will you give a concert?”
"Did you deliberately target Beibei in this Voice of China semi-final?"
"When did you first start playing a musical instrument? Is it true you never learned it before?"
"The Voice of China finals are about to begin. Are you ready? How confident are you about winning?"
"What song are you going to sing in the Voice of China finals? Will it target Tang Mingyuan?"
"Excuse me, you helped Liu Ling with plastic surgery and signed her. What is your relationship with her?"
"You've signed both Luo Yuzhu and Zhong Xue. Some people online say you have a special relationship. Is that the case?"
…
A series of questions came flooding in.
Tang Xiaobao frowned even more tightly.
He didn't hear what they said at all because he was in no mood to pay attention to them.
But he can't leave.
A group of people surrounded him, and it felt like a swarm of bees buzzing in his ears, making his already upset mood even worse.
The hall was crowded.
More people squeezed in from outside.
In just two minutes, there were already more than a hundred people in the hall.
The two security guards were completely powerless. Oh, they didn't even try to maintain order, but were filming from the side.
Maybe they are also fans of Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao was surrounded and couldn't move forward or backward.
“That’s enough!”
He suddenly roared.
The innate energy was mixed in with it, and with a roar, everyone calmed down completely.
Many people covered their ears, feeling a buzzing in their ears and a dizzy feeling in their heads. They were confused.
Everyone looked at Tang Xiaobao stupidly, having no idea what he was doing.
In their impression, Tang Xiaobao always responds to fans' requests, but the Tang Xiaobao in front of them looked really bad.
Oh, it was only at this time that they finally noticed that Tang Xiaobao's face looked bad.
"You are my fans, you all like me very much, right?"
Tang Xiaobao asked in a slightly slower tone.
"yes!"
Everyone answered.
This is just nonsense.
If you don’t like it, can you squeeze in here to get an autograph and a photo?
Tang Xiaobao took a breath and said, "Thank you, but I'm not in a good mood today. So, if you are really my fans, please move aside. I'll sign autographs and take photos with you another day if I have the chance. How about that?"
"But we took a taxi to come here specifically to see you. Master, please give us your autograph. It will be quick."
A 17 or 18-year-old male fan didn't buy it at all.
But, he was the only one talking, no one agreed.
Because everyone could see that Tang Xiaobao was in a bad mood.
Tang Xiaobao stared at the male fan and frowned. "Didn't you hear me? Is there something wrong with your ears? Or do you not understand what I'm saying? Or is there something wrong with your brain?"
sweat……
The group of people were shocked.
Tang Xiaobao is about to curse someone.
An artist actually insults his own fans in such a way. This is going to cause trouble.
Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed.
Some people frowned, some had dark faces, and some even wanted to speak up for the male fan.
Not every fan is necessarily a brainless fan.
Fans also have their own self-esteem.
But Tang Xiaobao didn't give them a chance. He asked himself and answered, "I think, maybe neither. The truth is, you're not my fan at all. Are you here to cause trouble? I told you, I'm busy today, I'm in a bad mood, and I don't have time to sign autographs. When have I ever refused before? So, if you don't want me to hate you and look down on you, get out of here!"
sweat……
After finally softening his tone, he ended up using the word "get out".
A group of reporters were busy filming, and some were overjoyed.
Oh my god, this is big news, it can be used for hype.
The male fan blushed and angrily said, "Who do you think you are? Are you so great? We care about you and like you, so you are the star. Without us, you are nothing. What's so great about you?"
"I'm sorry, I've never thought I was awesome, and I don't think I'm just a celebrity. Whether you like it or not, I'm standing here, and my life won't change. I'm not asking you to be my fan, either. So, if you feel I've humiliated you, you can certainly insult me back, but not today. You can hype this up online to gain sympathy and help, but not here. I'll say it again, I'm in a bad mood today, so don't mess with me. Otherwise, you know, once I lose my temper, many people will be scared, even myself. Have you made up your mind? Are you going to stay or leave?"
Tang Xiaobao had a gloomy face, his hands clasped together, and his bones creaked.
Everyone remembered.
He is the leader of the martial arts world.
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