As expected, these 24-hour high-intensity surfing fans who have been purified into crystallization retweeted Sean's Twitter for the first time.

"Today's motherland people, it's a pity that they couldn't go to the scene."

"Follow the children of West Africa with the motherland and the storm!"

"Tags: Motherland Public Welfare Tour"

Anyone who has played giant soft knows that anyone who is willing to pay attention to these fans has a high degree of purity.

These fans soon began to pay attention to Sean, and his follower count quickly increased from 0 to hundreds.

It's only been half an hour.

Sean kept up his efforts and was ready to continue taking a few more shots.

At this time, he found that many people under the guise of "fan club" and "support group" began to appear, using professional SLR cameras to shoot at the motherland from multiple angles.

"This won't work......"

Sean thought in his heart, he took pictures with his mobile phone, and he must not be as clear as these people, and he will not have an advantage when the time comes.

He put his hands behind his back and secretly made handprints, and the chaos magic came out and began to modify reality.

The SLR cameras in the hands of these fans are either overexposed or out of power. Those who have learned videography and shoot with mobile phones are always delayed in shutter speed and fail to capture successfully.

Of course, Sean is not so rampant that he breaks it all, anyway, when the motherland gives fans a straight face, when they say hello, Sean guarantees that he basically only takes pictures clearly.

Others can only shoot the side and the back.

After Sean sent out a few rounds of emotional photos again, not only fans were forwarding, but some self-media and fans also began to spontaneously forward messages.

"Your photo is so clear, right, was it also taken with your mobile phone?"

"Fack, I don't know what's wrong with my phone, I can't shoot it clearly today."

"Do you want to add our ins group?"

Sean replied enthusiastically one by one, pretending to be an enthusiastic fan.

Anything you want to reprint can be done as long as you indicate the source.

Not only that, Sean also added some groups, and a lot of fans, and some fanatical fans are in the group.

"Can someone help me sign for my first countryman, and I can give 500 dollars?"

Sean immediately replied: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring anything else, I only took a flyer, and it seems that there is no chance for fans to contact today." ”

"Thank you, sad."

"If he's willing to sign it, I think I can give you a signed flyer." Sean was very generous in showing his friendliness.

He's not a real fan, what are you doing with your autograph, it's dirty to wipe your butt.

"Wow, you're so nice."

"Joseph, I love you..."

"Like"

Sean received a lot of friend applications, and immediately established a good image among this group of fans.

"Stinky boy! Don't spoil the market! Be careful! ”

However, Sean received such a message.

Sean clicked on it and saw that there was a portrait of the motherland, but the dynamic post was a seller of the motherland.

Cos costumes, posters, etc., the most expensive are signed photos.

One of them provides customized greetings for the motherland, and the price is as high as 5 figures or more.

"Looks like Huey's drywall is pretty valuable." Sean thought, "It turns out that these fans are not all brainless, and many of them make money from fans, and the fandom is the same everywhere." ”

Sean immediately replied, "I'm just a fan of loving my country, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

The other party's attitude is still arrogant: "Next time you'd better sell your signatures at the market price, otherwise, you will never see the motherland again." ”

"What, are you an agent of the motherland? You said you couldn't see Liu. Do the people of the motherland know that you are selling custom signatures? Sean was similarly tough.

"Stinky boy, do you think we won't find you online? See if this is you? ”

The man sent a photo of Sean taking the picture.

"Be careful, we can beat you up at any time!"

Sean's face darkened.

Threaten me?

He turned his head, followed the direction of the photo, and immediately saw a big man with a beard.

The man smiled defiantly when he saw Sean find himself.

Sean raised his middle finger at him, then lip-synched:

"You're dead!"

The bearded man put on his sunglasses and did not speak.

The event site is thrown on.

Sean replied in the private chat, "I see your accomplice, if I can still see him after the event, then he will die tonight." ”

Then he made a middle finger emoji.

The other party did not reply, and then the system showed that Sean had been blocked.

Sean took this matter to heart for the time being, and it was really a cat or dog that dared to be rampant.

In this world, he is afraid of a very small number of people such as the motherland at most, and it is only because it is profitable, otherwise even if he really angers the motherland, patting his ass and leaving, what about the motherland?

Sean was intently taking pictures at the event, and unfortunately, nothing was heard.

This can only indicate one situation, that is, the native is emotionally stable, he may find the activity boring, maybe annoying, but he has not become crazy, so Sean's system cannot trigger the effect.

The event finally came to an end, maybe there was something else, the motherland did not stop to sign autographs for fans, and flew away after a few perfunctory words.

Only the storm was left on the scene to continue to interact with fans.

Sean, as a fan of the motherland on the surface, didn't feel much about the storm and left.

At this time, he didn't notice the bearded man, thinking that the other party was just a mouth cannon.

As a car-free, he can only choose the subway.

The location of the school is very remote, and when you sit in the back, there are basically no people in the carriage.

Three stops away from the school, the train stopped at a platform with little traffic.

At this time, 4 people came up in the car.

Among them were the bearded men I had seen in the afternoon, and there were three tall men, all with steel pipes and machetes in their hands, and gathered around where Sean was sitting.

Seeing this formation, several other passengers immediately ran to other carriages.

The beard threw the machete to the ground, took off his glasses, and said fiercely:

"Stinky boy, didn't you say you were going to kill me, I'm right here, try to move me?"

Sean asked suspiciously, "Aren't there cameras in the subway?" Aren't you afraid of the police? ”

"Hahahaha." The beard and the other men seemed to have heard some big joke. "Let me tell you a secret, the camera at this station has long been broken, this train is very old, and it has never been installed at all!"

"Oh." Sean nodded, "That's fine." ”

He raised his left hand, red energy lingering in his fingertips, and the faces of the four men changed drastically, and they retreated in fright.

"Which of you comes first?"