Wang Huan has long heard of this "rain girl has no melon".

Because Wei Shuo had mentioned this person several times, saying that he was his right-hand man.

Last time his 01 album was just released, this person also spent 200,000 yuan to buy 10,000 albums, which can be regarded as Wang Huan's brain-dead fan.

But what he didn't expect was that this time, the rain girl Wugua actually distributed two million huge sums of money in the group to help him, such behavior is no longer something that a local tyrant can describe, Wang Huan is very suspicious that the other party is a psychopath.

"Definitely sick." Wang Huan said firmly.

He immediately made a phone call to Wei Shuo and asked Wei Shuo to communicate with the other party.

He would rather not have this number one than get into big trouble afterwards.

Wei Shuo quickly replied to the message.

"Don't worry, the other party showed me his bank card deposit, nine figures! Two million is a drizzle for him. ”

“……”

Nine-figure deposits!

Nima ......

Wang Huan scolded secretly, you are so rich, what kind of head of the poison army are you still on the Internet?

I really don't understand the world of rich people.

Forget it, it's good that the other party is happy!

At noon that day, Wang Huan received a strange phone call, the other party's voice was a little old, claiming to be a professor at the School of Literature of Qingbei University, and asking Wang Huan if he had any intention of entering the Qingbei Academy of Literature after graduation next year.

Wang Huan muttered in his heart: Have scammers developed towards an aging population these days?

"Okay, you can send me the admission letter when the time comes. Bye-bye~~~"

Wang Huan sneered.

Hung up without hesitation.

……

……

In the evening, Wang Huan put on a low-brimmed hat, then deliberately put on a pair of large sunglasses, changed into clothes that he rarely wears, changed his style, and then left the hotel and walked towards the Bund.

Walking to the street, Wang Huan was a little nervous at first, worried that passers-by would recognize him, but after a while, he found that no one noticed him at all.

He was relieved to start shopping.

However, Wang Huan only relaxed for half an hour, and then felt that something was wrong.

Someone is following him!

Of course, Wang Huan is not a master of anti-stalking, but the pervert who is not a man or a woman is too conspicuous, one meter eight tall, wearing bright lipstick, I don't know what the two things on my chest are high and low, and one side is about to fall to the navel.

That's all it looks like a pervert.

So no matter where he goes, this guy is the most dazzling presence on the streets of Modu.

The other party has been following Wang Huan closely and never giving up. Wang Huan is not afraid of this person's tracking, although the other party looks tall and big, but he feels that the threat is not great, and he can knock the other party down with one hand.

The point is that this pervert is followed by an ordinary-looking man, this man looks ordinary, but Wang Huan senses danger from him.

Wang Huan pretended not to know, and kept walking towards the crowded place.

The pervert in Wang Huan's eyes is Gao Zeyu.

He came to ask Wang Huan for help tonight.

However, Gao Zeyu hesitated for a long time, but still did not make up his mind to go up to greet Wang Huan. As time passed, his heart became anxious, and he felt that more and more people's eyes were focused on the two large oranges on his chest, which made him very depressed.

"Dead pervert!"

Gao Zeyu glared at a man next to him.

Then he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Wang Huan.

"Brother Huan, please wait."

Wang Huan had goosebumps all over his body, and his eyes showed vigilance: "Who are you?" I'm not Brother Huan, you admit it's wrong. ”

Gao Zeyu smiled: "I won't admit my mistake, even if you turn to ashes, I will recognize it." ”

“……”

The corners of Wang Huan's mouth twitched, did he talk like this?

Gao Zeyu leaned up and whispered: "Brother Huan, I am a rain girl without melons." ”

What?

Wang Huan was startled again, stepped aside, and kept a safe distance from the other party: "What reason do you have to prove that you are the rain girl?" ”

Gao Zeyu knew that Wang Huan had such a question, so he immediately took out his mobile phone, boarded the penguin group, and then handed the mobile phone to Wang Huan.

"Brother Huan, you see, this is my penguin, and my name in the group."

Wang Huan took the phone suspiciously, looked down, and froze.

This pervert in front of her is really a rain girl!

This......

Wang Huan couldn't believe his eyes.

This person is his brainless fan?

The fan who threw out more than two million to buy his album for him?

That right-hand man in Wei Shuo's mouth?

The commander of the first regiment of his own poison legion?

Wang Huan has always been proud today, he has such a brainless fan who has given everything for him.

Unexpectedly, it was actually a pervert!

the groove.

He's not here for himself, is he?

Wang Huan subconsciously clamped his legs, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"What do you want to do?"

Gao Zeyu looked around and said in a low voice: "Brother Huan, I'm not a pervert, I just had to put on makeup like this." Because I'm afraid that my fans will recognize me, you see, this is my bodyguard, specially here to protect me. ”

He held out his hand and pointed at the ordinary-looking man next to him.

Wang Huan frowned: "You mean, you're still a little star?" ”

Gao Zeyu shook his head: "I'm not a little star, I'm a top traffic star!" ”

Wang Huan watched it for a long time, and he couldn't tell which star the pervert in front of him looked like, but he vaguely felt a little familiar.

"Who the hell are you?"

Gao Zeyu glanced around and pointed to a clothing store next to him: "Brother Huan, you come with me, let's go into a fitting room together, and you will know who I am when I take off my disguise." ”

Wang Huan carefully confirmed Gao Zeyu's eyes, and found that there was no jade hope in it, so he put his mind at ease.

"Okay! I'd like to see who you really are. ”

Wang Huan turned around and walked into the clothing store, took a piece of clothing casually, opened a fitting room where no one was there, and got in.

Gao Zeyu also followed behind.

As for Gao Zeyu's bodyguard, he stood quietly at the door of the fitting room, not allowing anyone to approach.

The salesman's eyelids jumped outside, and she wanted to step forward to stop it, but after hesitating for a moment, she still stopped, just staring at the fitting room with her eyes firmly on it, and once there was any indescribable sound inside, she immediately called the police.

After entering the fitting room, Wang Huan casually threw the clothes in his hand aside, hugged his arms, leaned against the wall, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Remove your makeup, let me see you for real."

"Okay~~~"

Gao Zeyu ripped off his wig, took out the two oranges on his chest, and then wiped off the bright lipstick and eyeshadow on his sleeves, and pulled out his false eyelashes, before looking up at Wang Huan.

Just a face.

Wang Huan was momentarily stunned.

My eyes almost popped out.

"You...... You...... Are you Gao Zeyu? ”