Is he teasing me

Chapter 6 I'm Going to Go

Abandoning the previously written copywriting and using Xiao Xingyu's photo as a gimmick was Zhang Moyan's impromptu decision.

After spending most of the day here, it is difficult for her to accept such a waste of previous efforts.

She herself is not good at appreciating handsome guys, but she believes in Jin Xueyang and her own photography skills, so she took a gamble.

"Hmph! You wait," the collector finally recovered from the shock, he gritted his teeth at Xiao Xingyu unwillingly, "I'm going to find the best experts in the world and the most authoritative organization! Prove my lotus flower Washing it is secret color porcelain! I will sue you when the time comes, and I will definitely sue you to court!"

"Okay," Xiao Xingyu raised one corner of his mouth, "I'll wait for you."

The collector was trembling with choking, he gave Xiao Xingyu a hard look, turned around and left.

When the general manager of the auction house saw it, he hurriedly ran after him.

Xiao Xingyu also wanted to leave, but as soon as he moved, people around him swarmed up, pushing and shoving him so that he couldn't fly.

"Mr. Xiao, I admire you so much, can you please sign me?" Someone shouted.

"Mr. Xiao, I admire you too much. I don't have a book, so you can just sign my clothes!" Someone shouted.

Someone else said: "Mr. Xiao, please help me to palm the porcelain I just photographed, I don't feel relieved!"

……

The venue instantly turned into an unorganized and chaotic scene of chasing stars.

More than a dozen security guards in the infield ran over to maintain order. At the beginning, they were very polite and persuasive, but within ten seconds there was a rude reprimand: "What's the matter with you, lady? Your husband is still here, so don't pay attention to the impact!"

"I want you to take care of it, don't get in the way of the stinky security guard, I want to shoot handsome guys!"

The scene became more chaotic.

On the side, Jin Xueyang took Zhang Moyan's mobile phone: "The Shura Knife of the cultural group lives up to its reputation! At the critical moment, you don't forget your mission and shoulder the responsibility, and you can think of this countermeasure without getting confused. It's really excellent."

Mo Yan, who had listened to this superficial and heartless rainbow fart for so many years, had long lost her interest. She lifted the empty equipment bag from her feet to the table, and said flatly, "I'm fooled by him, so I'll try it."

"Being praised for being humble and not proud, why do you have so many shining points that I can learn from?" Jin Xueyang flaunted her cell phone while flaunting it.

"The simultaneous interpretation function of this camera is really good. It takes a good shot. I'll add two more... I'll go. You took so many photos without anyone noticing. It's ok, Comrade Xiaozhang," Jin Xueyang raised his head and said to Zhang Moyan. Xu squinted his eyes: "Now you still say 'don't all handsome guys look like this'?"

Zhang Moyan snapped the lens cover of the camera with a click, and rolled her eyelids at him: "You think too much," she paused after speaking, and thought about changing her words, "This person is a bit different."

Jin Xueyang stepped forward vigorously: "What's the difference?"

Zhang Moyan glanced at Xiao Xingyu who was surrounded tightly, and said, "It's too arrogant."

Jin Xueyang snorted: "Is it so difficult to admit my aesthetics? If you don't appreciate people taking so many photos of others, who will believe it?"

Zhang Moyan put the SLR camera into the protective case: "Look at his three-dimensional view, take a few more pictures."

"Okay~ I won't show you that you are thin-skinned," Jin Xueyang seemed to let her go: "Nong, return the phone to you!"

He handed the phone to Zhang Moyan.

Zhang Moyan took the phone, glanced at it, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"18 photos!!! Jin Xueyang, this is our official Weibo!!"

She made a gesture to delete it, when a voice sounded beside her.

"Send it, seize the opportunity." The two noticed that Mr. Liu was still by his side.

Jin Xueyang was proud of being backed by someone, Zhang Moyan speculated that Liu always considered that the off-site media also photographed Xiao Xingyu, and he would also make a fuss from this aspect.

The most valuable thing in news is the theme and timeliness. Whoever releases it first is very important to grab the traffic, so she doesn't think much about accepting orders.

After hovering her finger over the screen for 2 seconds, she pressed the "send" button.

Xiao Xingyu's set of pictures flashed, and a new report immediately appeared on the "First Express" official Weibo account.

Zhang Moyan finally felt that she had finished today's work. She put her phone in her pocket, and when she looked up, Xiao Xingyu happened to glance in their direction among the crowd.

Eye contact for a thousandth of a second, or no eye contact at all.

Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt guilty of betraying revolutionaries by shameless traitors.

She looked away, kept retracting the legs of the tripod with her hands, put them together again, and put them into the storage bag, rushing to wash away her guilt.

Suddenly, the clothes were pulled by someone, she turned her face, it was Jin Xueyang who was fumbling in the pocket of her coat.

"Why?" She stared at him suspiciously.

Jin Xueyang smiled thickly, took the small notebook in her pocket, and casually flipped to a blank page: "Borrow me, I didn't bring a single piece of paper with me today. I'm going to ask Master Xiao for a copy right now. sign!"

Is this apotheosis?
At this moment, the security guards had driven people back to their seats one after another, and there were only a few difficult middle-aged men and women left in Xiao Xingyu's place.

Jin Xueyang rummaged in his bag again, finally found a fountain pen, and couldn't wait to go.

Zhang Moyan shook his head speechlessly, then turned around and continued to pack his things.While feeling that Jin Xueyang is hopeless, at the same time, he also feels that his virtue is quite funny.

Putting the equipment away one by one, Zhang Moyan zipped up the big bag, and was caught off guard by Jin Xueyang's back, bumping into her.

"Be careful..." Before Zhang Moyan finished speaking, Jin Xueyang grabbed his wrist, and Zhang Moyan felt something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"Over there!" Jin Xueyang lowered his voice and aimed his eyes at the front right of them.

Zhang Moyan followed his gaze——

Not far from them, there was a man of medium build and wearing a white shirt. He was about fifty years old. He was nothing at first glance, but when he looked down, he could clearly see that the man was holding something in his right hand—he couldn’t tell what it was. What, look carefully, the metallic luster flashes by!

Zhang Moyan raised his heart.

According to the gesture the man is holding, it is very likely that he is holding a sharp weapon, or in other words, a murder weapon.

If the auxiliary line of this man's direction is extended, the target will go straight to Xiao Xingyu!
Zhang Moyan swallowed.

At this moment, Xiao Xingyu was surrounded by seven or eight people in a loose fan shape, with their backs completely turned away from the man in the white shirt; and the security guards around him were all paying attention to the people who rushed back to their seats, and they didn't notice at all. The approach of this dangerous man!
The cold white figure pressed forward step by step, every second seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, like a hungry beast that was gradually approaching the target and ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

This person's intentions are obvious.

No, you have to call security!
"An..." Just as Zhang Moyan uttered a word, a person behind Xiao Xingyu suddenly walked away, and his entire back was completely exposed in front of the white shirt!At that moment, the white shirt rushed forward——

Jin Xueyang: "Stop!"

Zhang Moyan: "Jin Xueyang!"

The two reached out at the same time, not good...

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Moyan, who wanted to pull Jin Xueyang, grabbed Bai Bai's arm!
I'm going to go.

Her brows darkened, but before it was too late, she could only pull hard to block the opponent's forward thrust.

The sharp sharp edge was pulled to draw a flat arc in the air, Zhang Moyan pushed Jin Xueyang away, leaned his flexible waist back 90 degrees to avoid the sharp weapon, and at the same time tried to break the opponent's wrist with his fingers.

As soon as he failed, Bai Shirt didn't hesitate, and almost had no time to take care of Zhang Moyan, and immediately launched a second attack on Xiao Xingyu!
The other party's murderous intent should not be underestimated, Zhang Moyan subconsciously locked his elbow, and the next second——

With a whirring sound, I only felt that my field of vision was shaking dramatically.
Her body drew a semicircle in the air and was directly thrown out by a force!
"boom"!
There was a sudden pain on his forehead, and Zhang Moyan's whole head went numb, and he knelt down on his knees.

Is this man crazy?Zhang Moyan had never seen a madman Wu, but he felt that normal people would not use such reckless brute force.

She has learned a little self-defense, and she thinks that one-on-one PK small gangsters are fine, but the leader said, "A battle without preparation is doomed to failure." It was extremely unstable, and by the time she realized it, she was already on the ground.

There was a burst of exclamation around, and they all backed away.

Zhang Moyan knelt down on one knee and was really embarrassed, but her right hand was still tightly grasping the man's knuckles.

The white shirt missed another good opportunity in the blink of an eye, he uttered "Damn", turned his attack power to face Zhang Moyan, and kicked down on her!

The moment that foot was about to touch Zhang Moyan, someone grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, and a figure slanted in front of her like lightning, and kicked her white shirt! ! !
There was a scream of pain, and there was a loud bang on the ground, knocking down a lot of things.

The audience fell silent for a few seconds.

Zhang Moyan was so dizzy that she was helped to stand up by people, but after standing up, she couldn't stand at all.

The world is spinning, the headache is splitting, the ear sockets are buzzing, and the eyes are full of double images.

She held on for a few seconds, and her top-heavy feeling became more and more turbulent. She was about to call for help, but suddenly her eyes went dark and she lost her balance.

"Zhang Moyan!!"

The moment she fell down, she heard someone calling her, and heard footsteps running towards her...

One more hit to the head and it's over, she thought.

With the last sliver of instinct, she tried her best to hold on to something.

(End of this chapter)