When Fu Ting was talking to the manager of the restaurant, the cap suddenly flew from the ground to the sky and fell into the crowd. Then, the cap was transmitted in everyone's hands.
After a few seconds, Ning Wan suddenly found that the hat suddenly seemed to have wings and flew straight to his side.
"Go."
"What's the matter?"
Fu Ting said, to pull Ning Wan's arm, but everything seems too late.
The group of crazy girls rushed over with the speed of instant transfer, directly to the hat, but also to Ning Wan and Fu Ting, who were stuck on one side.
The man murmured a swearing, then was thrown to the ground with Ning Wan.
Expected pain did not come, Ning Wan found a person behind him. The man turned over and protected her between the floor and the body.
Competition has become the only way to get a hat. The girl's voice was one after another.
"This hat is mine!"
"It's mine!"
"No, it's mine. Liu Liu must have left it for me."
……
In the face of such a sudden "disaster", Ning Wangang wanted to shout, and her voice was drowned; she wanted to get out of the dilemma, but found that her clothes seemed to be pulled by others; she wanted to find help, but in such a chaotic scene, she could not find anyone at all
At the same time, Fu Ting, surrounded by a group of girls, had no image, his hair was disordered, his clothes were wrinkled, and his shoes fell
In his heart, there are a thousand grass, mud and horses, and he regrets his act of kindness.
"It's so heavy. You start." Ning Wan was pushed around and shouted.
In this moment, Fu Ting is more remorseful. He should have dodged just now
"Manager..." Fu Ting cried, but the girl's scramble had already drowned his voice.
One side of the manager has been silly eyes, until the time to return to God, has not seen the figure of Fu ting. Take out his cell phone, and he immediately calls the security guard downstairs.
A dozen security guards rushed to "suppress" the girls.
Finally, when Fu Ting was rescued, his face was as black as a pot, his voice was low and cold, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to eat the manager.
"How do you manage it?"
In the face of Fu Ting's question, the manager quickly wiped his sweat and apologized with apology: "President Fu, I'm really sorry, this is our fault, we will seriously reflect on it."
The reason why the hotel is able to prosper is inseparable from the "care" of these young men. If the big customer Fu Zong is lost, the boss will definitely eat him.
Without Fu Ting responding, the restaurant manager continued, "well, last night there was an award ceremony here. There were many stars living here. It must be those fans who sneaked in and chased the stars."
"That's the reason?"
"No No. " The manager felt like crying. "Mr. Fu, I'll take you to the room to have a rest and bring you clean clothes later."
Now Fu Ting is really not decent. His clothes are full of wrinkles, his shirt is torn out, and his face is covered with several red marks.
"No more!"
Ning Wan pulls Fu ting. "Are you sure?"
"Well?" Fu Ting frowned.
Ning Wan silently takes out the mirror and hands it to Fu ting. When Fu Ting sees the "masterpiece" on his face, Jun's face tightens tightly. "I only give you 15 minutes."
There is a shopping mall nearby. If you can run fast, you should have time.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu. The clothes will be delivered in a moment."
Come to the room again, Fu Ting goes to the bathroom for a shower, and Ning Wan sits by the bed and plays with his mobile phone.
There are two entertainment news on the Internet that attracted her attention, one is Liu Fangzheng's facial injury, the other is Murphy's suspected quarrel with his agent.
In the past, when he met fans, he would say hello warmly. Now, he wears a mask to cover his face.
Say that Cao Cao is coming, an Qing's phone call, the phone was connected to the moment began to complain, complaining until Fu Ting took a bath out.
"Well, I see. Shall we go to dinner in the evening and comfort your injured soul?"
After listening to the phone for such a long time, Ning Wan got to know all kinds of Murphy's "bad deeds", which made anqing very angry and pondered to terminate the broker relationship with him.
"That's not good. You go to the concert with me."
Thinking of the crazy fans who had just arrived last time, Ning Wan felt afraid for a while. "You can do anything you want me to do with you, but you don't want me to do anything like concert."
"The concert will go with my good friends. If you don't accompany me, who will I go with?"
Ning Wan remained unmoved. "Those fans are crazy. My little heart can't stand it."
"I don't care!"
"Well, let's talk about it in the evening. I'm busy first."
There was a knock at the door. She opened the door. The restaurant manager came in with two staff members and said enthusiastically, "this is the suit we prepared for president Fu."Fu Ting is blowing his hair and chin, gesturing to the other side to put down his clothes.
"Not yet?" He turned off the hair dryer and looked coldly at the three people in the room.
The restaurant manager thought Fu Ting would have a look. If he didn't like it, he could have someone change it. It's not necessary, "OK, here are two suits. You can choose them at will."
When the door was closed, Fu Ting looked at the two suits on the sofa and shook his head.
"Is today's meeting still open?"
"I've been put off."
Since she's OK, can she go back to class? Now go back, just in time for more than nine o'clock.
"Then I'll go back to class."
Fu Ting stopped frowning at the suit and thought about changing clothes. "I'll take you there."
"No, I'll do it myself." His car is too windy. Ning Wan is afraid that he will be surrounded and talked about.
In fact, the resistance was ineffective, and Ning Wan was forced to ride in someone's car.
Near school, Ning Wan said to Fu Ting, "I'm going to go shopping on the street. Please put me down. Thank you."
Fu Ting stopped. Ning Wan turned around and walked a few steps. He heard footsteps. "Is Fu always idle?"
"It's OK today. I'm just in for a moment."
It took Ning Wan a lot of effort to understand the meaning of his words. He stammered, "you mean Is it to go to class? And follow me? "
"You can understand that."
How can this work? Ning Wan tugged at the corner of his mouth and thought, "I suddenly remember that I remember the wrong time. There is no class in the morning and only in the afternoon."
"Is it? That afternoon. "
"Here I'm afraid that's not good? " Ning Wan didn't understand why he was such a big president. After thinking about it, he still said truthfully, "it's easy to cause misunderstandings when you follow him to class."
Didi --
Fu Ting's car is blocking the car behind him. He pulls Ning wan to get on the bus. "No way."
"But..."
The car went forward to the school gate and drove in without registration.