Douyin King Superstar

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As for Hong Wen, let alone that.

He is now after seeing this market on the Internet.

I even have a kind of mind to resell the ticket in my hand.

nnd, when he bought this ticket, it was more than a thousand dollars.

Now the cheapest economy class costs 10,000 yuan a piece.

This reversal is at least more than ten times the earnings!

This money is inevitably too easy to make.

......

Of course, this thought, he just thought about it in his own heart.

How to say that he now has a 'Douyin brother' with tens of millions of fans.

And he has just been promoted, and he has not long been a first-line star.

In terms of face, we still have to take care of it.

So in the end, Hong Wen and Timo stepped on this plane.

Well...... What happens when you get on the plane?

It was not much different from what Hong Wen expected at the beginning.

Right now, we've just arrived at the airport.

Then I saw a group of media entertainment reporters, long guns and short cannons, and began a crazy siege from all sides.

For Hong Wen's face, the click is a wild shot.

Hong Wen has long been surprised by this.

So this time, from beginning to end, his expression was as usual, very plain.

Still walking methodically, he walked towards the waiting room inside.

Arrive in Xi'an and get off the plane.

Encounter more nature.

Along the way, in addition to media entertainment, there were also many people who ate melons and recognized Hong Wen's identity.

But as a fan of Hong Wen.

Don't look at them, they are crazy on the Internet, and they don't talk like a skin.

In fact, in reality, they are all very rational.

At this time, when I saw it, I just said hello from a distance, and I didn't get too close, which affected Hong Wen's personal life.

Among them, many of them said hello, and Hong Wen himself would respond in person.

Looking at this scene, Timo, who boarded the plane with him, was naturally amazed.

Turning his head, he couldn't help but look at Hong Wen, and asked again, "Hong Wen, do you say that the relationship between your fans is so close?"

You're not afraid, some fanatical fans rush over for a while, and they have to take a photo with you or something?

Or, a knife that threatens your personal safety?"

"Fanatical fans? non-existent, don't you see? My fans are very rational. Hong Wen smiled and explained to Timo.

Teemo shook his head, repeating what he thought was right.

"In my opinion, you should hire a bodyguard.

After all, you are worth this value, if something happens and the money is damaged, it is still a trivial matter.

When a person is injured, it is really irreparable. "

Get a bodyguard?

“emmmm......"

When Hong heard the news, he also felt a little embarrassed.

I don't know how to reply.

At the same time, in Timo's live broadcast room, someone was already chuckling and competing to say there.

"Hahaha, Teemo is really thinking too much. Who dares to rob Hong Wen now. "

"That's right, even the members of the UFC were knocked out with a punch before.

With his strength, if something really happens at that time.

I'm afraid it's still him protecting his bodyguard. "

"The above, the heroes see the same thing, and I have the same thoughts. "

"Bajiquan, recognized, the real heir.

Hong Shen, can you go all out.

I'd love to see you erupt. "

"yes, I want to see it too. It is estimated that it can kill a cow with one punch. "

......

"UFC, a punch?!

Ah, Hong Shen, do you still have this past?"

Timo looked at the barrage in his live broadcast room and was also shocked.

Although she is a fan of Hong Wen, she doesn't know much about his past.

So this time, when he heard this, he also raised his head and cast a curious look at Hong Wen.

"Ah, this, it's a fluke. Hong Wen smiled faintly.

Didn't think to delve into this topic,

Timo didn't comply, and asked, "And what about the Bajiquan they talked about?"

are all recognized, and they are truly passed on.

Hong Shen, you must be, you have been practicing since you were a child, and you have suffered a lot. "

Teemo said this, and there was still some distress in his eyes.

At this moment, in my mind, I have automatically made up the scene of Hong Wen's childhood, practicing Sanfu in summer and Sanjiu in winter.

However, Hong Wen heard it at this moment.

But it was the brain that made up the confused scene of opening the treasure chest at that time.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with some embarrassment,

"Just practice, it's a hobby.

Not worth mentioning, hahaha. "

......

"Worthless strengths... Oh my God, it's not worth mentioning?!"

"666, this forced pretending is okay. "

"Hong Shen, it's Hong Shen, pretending to be forced, we can't catch up, 2333. "

......

Everyone in the live broadcast room was very happy.

Seeing this, Timo blinked.

At this time, I naturally didn't believe what Hong Wen said.

But now, before he could speak, he would ask anything.

At the corner ahead, I saw Hulala, and a large group of people suddenly poured out.

In a hurry, he squeezed Hong Wen and Timo aside very arrogantly.

Hong Wen is okay, after all, he is a man.

And with the ancient martial arts foundation, no matter how much you can't hurt it.

But Teemo was different, she was just a weak little girl.

Moreover, because of the live broadcast, he still has the platform in his hand and various power banks.

At the moment, someone slammed into him from behind, and he stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Hong Wen hurriedly reached out and helped him.

Otherwise, this fall will be light.

Who is it?

Don't you have long eyes when you walk?

When Hong heard this, he was a little annoyed.

Raising his eyebrows, he was about to reprimand.

Then he heard the men gossiping, and they spoke,

"Let's go, let's go, please let us go first!"

"yes, get out of the way, thank you.

Our Oba just got injured accidentally.

Now I'm going to the infirmary to bandage it. "

......

Injured?

Infirmary bandaging?

"Well... Human lives are at stake, and this is understandable. "

Hong Wen said to himself in his heart.

But look up again.

looked at the stick country Oba who was surrounded by a group of female fans and was in the middle position.

almost a mouthful of old blood sprayed directly on the ground.

Well, the one with a pinch of yellow hair, stick Oba.

At the moment, he was holding his hands and moving forward with difficulty.

With Hong Wen's eyesight, he could clearly see the position of his right index finger.

At the moment, I don't know what kind of knife I was scratched by.

A small incision, less than three centimeters, was cut.

Vermilion blood oozing outward!