As soon as the game was over, Mai Tang hurried to the backstage of the strongest brain, holding a large bunch of flowers in one hand, fruit, milk tea and all kinds of sugar in the other hand.

He was in a hurry to go backstage, but the staff stopped him from going backstage.

"We don't let fans in here. Take your things back!"

Mai Tang was helpless, "sister, I'm really not a fan."

The staff was several years older than Mai Tang. Listening to him call his sister, he was in a good mood. He said to Mai Tang, "are you Shu Cheng's younger brother?"

"Since you call me sister, I'll tell you, it really doesn't let fans in."

Mai Tang was helpless and took out his unique skill: "good sister, I can't help but cheer up when I see you. I realize that one of the seven meridians and eight veins is smooth, and the seven orifices have also opened six and a half orifices. Since ancient times, it is easy for beautiful women to get, but there are few who occupy the word temperament. My sister is young, she has the appearance of closing the moon and ashamed of flowers, and the appearance of drowning fish and falling geese, which is really rare!"

"The ancients have the theory of flower appearance and moon appearance as evidence. The flower appearance and moon appearance are like the rising of the red sun, and its way is bright; the river flows out, and it pours into the ocean; the strange flower is born, and it is the emperor of Baifang; the dry general has his hair, and it is his awn; the sky wears its Cang, and the earth wears its yellow; even through the ages, there are eight wastelands; Xiaosheng's admiration for you is like surging, the river water is continuous, the sea withers and the rocks rot, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and he will never change his mind."

"Good sister, just let me in! I'm really not a fan! Shu Cheng asked me to come."

Shu Cheng walked to the door and took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, Mai Tang was still that Mai Tang, the original formula and the familiar taste.

Shu Cheng decisively took photos of Mai Tang holding a lot of things and carrying so many things.

Of course, I didn't pat my face.

Shu Cheng disliked it.

……

In the star wechat group.

[Shu Cheng: [drag] [picture] [picture] sent by the staff]

[Bai Lu:... Naive.]

[Zhou Ziqian:... Idiot.]

[Fu Hao:... But so.]

Shu Cheng: "

Shu Cheng looks at Mai Tang who is still defending with the staff's little sister. He deeply doubts that Mai Tang is holding it, not himself.

"Sister, I know him, let's go first!"

The staff looked at Mai Tang in shock and glanced at him up and down. He was not handsome, had no temperament and talked a lot. How did this kind of person know the male god?

"..." Mai Tang looked into the eyes of the staff and could see that her eyes were full of disgust.

……

"Give me something." Shu Cheng also looked at him with disgust.

Mai Tang only felt that he hadn't seen him for a year. The youth still had the original taste. Did he say to precipitate himself?

Mai Tang helplessly handed her the things.

Shu Cheng took a selfie with something.

Yes, Mai Tang is right. It's a selfie.

Mai Tang: "..." let me run so far just to take a selfie with these things?

Sure enough, he doesn't understand the brain circuit of the brain king. No wonder he can never be the same man as Lao Wang next door. Even the people next door are men.

Inadvertently, Mai Tang craned his neck and saw the wechat interface on the teenager's mobile phone.

[Shu Cheng: from the staff. [drag] [picture] [picture]

Staff member Mai Tang: "...." sure enough, you are wayward.

Shu Cheng glanced at him with an eye knife, "have you seen enough?"

Mai Tang resolutely chose to shut up. In this case, it's better not to speak in order to avoid the youth becoming angry.