Outside of Holy Night High School.

The school gate was filled with reporters and a group of fans holding banners.

"Let's give up, let's go." The headmaster had the microphone in his hand and kept talking.

"Where's the security guard, hurry up and stop it." The director pointed to a security guard and asked him to stop the crazy fans at the school gate.

What about you?

The security guard glanced at his thin arms and legs, and there was a faint sadness.

Other people's school security guards are just in charge of the more noisy students, but what about him?

And to stop so many able-bodied journalists.

With his small body, it's no wonder if he is not crushed to death.

The security guards stopped the reporters slowly, but it didn't work, the reporters had their eyes shining, grabbing the camera and pressing wildly.

They are looking forward to the Yechen combination, as long as they take pictures of their faces, are they afraid that they will not be able to increase their wages?

Journalists must have the confidence to think like this.

There are many juvenile groups in China, large and small, but no combination can surpass the Yechen combination.

They occupy a place in the entertainment industry.

As long as you can photograph them and make up some of their reports, are you still afraid that they will not be popular?

The reporters held up large cameras and laughed greedily.

"Look, the nanny car of the Nightchen combination." An eye-catching reporter pointed to a luxury RV parked not far away.

A group of reporters surrounded them, carrying cameras on their shoulders and holding the microphone in one hand, knocking on the RV door with great excitement.

They wanted to pry the door open and get in and shoot wildly.

There was chaos outside the car, and the headmaster was sweaty, tired like a dog.

He pointed to the security guard again and said majestically, "You go." (･ิϖ･ิ)っ”

Security: "...... ╭(°A°`)╮”

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Inside the RV.

A boy leaned against the car window, he was dressed in a gray trench coat, giving people a sense of delicacy rushing towards him, but the most striking thing was his appearance, stunning and perfect, and his facial features revealed an indescribable good-looking everywhere.

The boy fiddled with his mobile phone, sat in the RV a little impatiently, messed up his hair irritably, and lost his temper at the agent: "Isn't no one aware of this?" How are there so many journalists, what's going on. ”

The agent smiled and stretched out his hand to smooth his hair, accompanied by a smiling face: "Xiao Ye, I don't know what's going on!" You are a star, and the paparazzi care about your private life, you have to understand. ”

Ye Zebai raised his deep eyes and laughed, without a trace of warmth in his tone: "You don't know the good things you did?" You told these journalists! I'm telling you, one more time, I'll fire you. ”

The agent's body stiffened, how could he know about this, he hid it well.

He hired these reporters, he just wanted to increase some exposure, is there anything wrong?

Ye Zebai is very popular, but after all, he is a student, what can he do if he is very popular?

No matter how hot he is, he has no power.

Therefore, no matter how big a name Ye Zebai plays, he will not tear his face with him.

Thinking of this, the agent smiled proudly, he patted the dust off his body and got out of the car.

The reporters gathered around the car raised the microphone to the agent's mouth with a bang.

"Why did Captain Zebai suddenly change schools? Is there something hidden in this? ”

"Is Xichen's leg injury healed? How have you been doing lately? ”

"Is the scandal between Captain Zebai and the popular actress Xia Tingran true? What do you think about this. ”

……

The agent picked up the question and replied, and the reply to the scandal was just a smile.

This smile made the gossip reporter smell the adultery and grin.

Ye Zebai in the car frowned, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

The temperature around him dropped a few degrees, and the driver rubbed his hands to keep warm, and looked at Ye Zebai in the reflector, and cold sweat broke out.

He saw Ye Zebai's hands bulging and clutching his phone.

Based on his experience, the driver knew that Ye Zebai was angry.