"I thought you hired him to put on a show."
As soon as he said this, Zhang Chengzhang burst out laughing, and even Sun Min couldn't help but chuckle, her shoulders shaking from time to time.
Clearly, Zhao Wenyao is capable of doing this.
As the person involved, Zhao Wenyao was speechless, cursing under his breath for the child's reckless words, and simply turned his head away to avoid seeing it.
Although he knew that the huge crowd on the welcoming road wasn't there for the two of them, Zhao Wenyao still habitually put on a mask and urged Lin Rui to do the same, saying with certainty that he was just in case.
"Look!"
Is he a male god?
"No, one is too dark, and the other is too light."
"Definitely not, our male god never wears a mask."
As I passed by the crowd, some young girls immediately started chattering.
black? !
Hearing this, Zhao Wenyao felt a little uncomfortable.
Is he dark-skinned?
It's not dark at all, okay?
As for white?
Zhao Wenyao didn't even bother to speculate.
He and Lin Rui stood in front of others, and he knew perfectly well who was fair and who was dark-skinned!
Just as the group was about to walk out of the passage, suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted from behind them.
"I'd like to see which deity this is!"
Zhao Wenyao gritted his teeth, suddenly stopped, and turned to look behind him.
Lin Rui and the others also stopped. Following the crowd's gaze, they saw a young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old standing at the entrance of the passage, waving enthusiastically to the crowd on both sides.
He was surrounded by more than twenty burly bodyguards, who were constantly on guard against any possible disturbances in the crowd.
"It's him."
Zhao Wenyao frowned slightly.
"You know him?"
"I know a little."
Zhao Wenyao's expression was slightly solemn: "His name is Cangquan Zuoyi. He, along with Watanabe Mieko, Takahashi Shinji, and Suzuki Nanako, are known as the golden generation of the Floating Island Kingdom."
What is he doing in Lizhou?
Sun Min seemed to know Cangquan Zuoyi as well, and looked puzzled.
"It's nothing more than a warm-up for the World Arts Festival."
"Let's forget about all that and go to a restaurant to fill our stomachs first."
As Cangquan, Zoe, and the others gradually approached, a commotion arose in the crowd. Zhao Wenyao decisively dragged his suitcase and continued walking forward, with Lin Rui and the others following closely behind.
"Xiao Rui!"
As soon as I stepped out of the airport, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
Turning around, I saw a man walking towards me, laughing loudly.
Lu Ye!
"Brother Ye!"
Lin Rui immediately went to greet him: "I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence."
"skillful?"
"President Zhou instructed me to wait for you here."
Lu Ye looked Lin Rui up and down: "I almost suffocated in Lizhou for the past six months. I talked to Uncle Qiao a few times and know that you're doing really well over there. It's just a pity that this damn cultural wall in Lizhou prevents me from even sending you a text message to congratulate you."
"Can't you make phone calls?"
Lin Rui countered with a question.
"I'm too shy. I've been in Lizhou for more than half a year and haven't achieved anything. How could I possibly have the face to call you?"
"I don't like hearing that, Brother Ye. If you say that, I'll really get angry."
Lu Ye seemed to realize that his words were inappropriate and said awkwardly, "It's my fault, brother. How about this, I'll treat you to dinner today as an apology."
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