His eyes looked around.

It has been very keen to find some problems.

That is……

Many reporters appeared around.

And paparazzi.

"Get in the car first."

Fang Ye said.

Lin Dacong was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask why, but seeing Fang Ye's serious expression, he didn't ask any more questions, and returned to the car honestly.

"what happened?"

"There are a lot of reporters nearby, which is quite troublesome."

Fang Ye looked around and said slowly.

"Reporter? Oh, you didn't say that I didn't pay attention. It's true that it has become a bit more. Those guys who look like dog skin plasters are really disgusting. They follow you wherever you go. There is no privacy at all!"

Lin Dacong obviously has some disgust towards the reporter.

After all, as the son of the richest man, he was also the one who was chased around by reporters.

Many marks on him.

Such titles as rich second generation, prodigal son, playboy, stallion and so on.

Almost all of them are from this group of reporters.

So he didn't have any good impression of the reporter.

Fang Ye didn't say anything, just sat quietly in the car.

He wasn't much better.

There are often reporters who like to hurt him because he liked to hang out with people like Zheng Le and Lin Dacong.

"Hey, they didn't come to squat you, did they? Have your whereabouts been leaked?"

Lin Dacong asked in a low voice.

Fang Ye shook his head: "Probably not, if I guessed right, he should be the person we are waiting for."

The reporters on the Xiangjiang side are definitely more crazy than the mainland reporters.

Their madness is absolutely indescribable.

"The person you're waiting for? Damn, who are you waiting for? Is it some super actress?? I haven't heard that you hooked up with any first-line floret recently?"

Lin Dacong asked a little puzzled.

Fang Ye gave Lin Dacong an angry look.

When he was about to say something, the phone rang suddenly.

This caller ID is from Leslie.

"We're already at the exit of the airport, when will you come out?"

Fang Ye asked directly.

"I don't know who should have leaked my whereabouts. Now a group of reporters are following me. You go first. I will find a way to get rid of them."

Leslie said something irritated.

Fang Ye could tell that the tone at the moment was already a little more anxious.

He said slowly: "It's okay. If you are discovered, just bypass them and come directly to the car, and don't worry about them."

"What's the matter? I saw a few paparazzi from the Xiangjiang side coming over. You don't know how bad they are. You go first, and you will be involved later!"

Leslie said anxiously.

Fang Ye could tell that they had already got off the plane.

But at present, Leslie seems to have begun to be entangled by paparazzi.

"Wait!"

Fang Ye only said one sentence.

Then, his eyes fell on Lin Dacong.

"Go and rescue someone."

"Huh? Help?? Did something happen?"

Lin Dacong looked at Fang Ye in surprise and asked.

"Well, my friend is trapped by paparazzi, let's go and bring him out."

Fang Ye laughed.

"Take it out? How do you take it out? That's a group of paparazzi. If you go up and snatch people, you will be caught in a minute, and you will be in trouble when you come out!"

Lin Dacong said.

Fang Ye didn't take this to heart.

He said lightly: "Anyway, our reputation is not very good, so it doesn't matter."

He was worried that Leslie's condition would worsen after being pestered by the paparazzi for a long time.

After being in contact with Leslie last time, he already felt that the depression had become more severe than before.

"Good guy... I like straight-forward people like you, let's go!"

When Lin Dacong heard it, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.

Fang Ye rolled his eyes at him: "Get lost, I'm not interested in men!"

……

At the airport exit at this moment, Leslie was already being watched by the paparazzi.

They even rushed up directly.

"Leslie, where are you going this time? Why did you come to the mainland alone?"

"Leslie, did you come to the mainland to film?? Is there any announcement recently?"

"Leslie..."

One paparazzi after another asked hastily.

At this moment, Leslie felt a little uncomfortable.

This time, he himself came with the idea of ​​relaxing and playing.

So everything about the itinerary is confidential.

He didn't bring any agent, assistant or anything like that.

But unexpectedly, the paparazzi still found out.

"Can you give way? You are so annoying!"

He shouted.

"Look, Leslie is swearing!!"

"Leslie, do you know that you, as a public figure, are not allowed to swear like this?"

Upon hearing this, the paparazzi quickly surrounded him.

Leslie's footsteps froze in place.

Looking at the group of reporters in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He rarely dealt with such situations.

Every time he travels before, there are many people following him, so he can block this group of paparazzi for him.

But this time, he needs to face it alone.

Annoyed! !

Uncomfortable!

The aggrieved psychology was constantly brewing in an instant.

It was even a little difficult for him to hear the voices coming from outside.

"You look like a clown..."

"No matter where you go, you will be stared at, and no matter what you say, someone will think it is your fault."

"Do you think you are a person? I think you are more like an orangutan in a zoo..."

"What's the point of living like this?"

"A life where you can't even go to the street, and a life where you will be scolded for wasting food even if you eat a meal, do you think it is meaningful?"

Such a voice kept ringing in his mind.

He seems to be ill.

Any sentence seems to be constantly amplifying his emotions at this moment.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a little bad.

"Shut up, shut up... shut up!!"

"Shut up with me!! You bastards, can you go away a little bit!"

The next second, he suddenly roared.

The scene fell silent in an instant.

And the next second, the paparazzi became even crazier!

Chapter 844 The New World Gate

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