System: Become stronger from the heartbeat

The decent Zhang Yang led most of the water friends to also start to be decent.

At the beginning, the kind of "Boss Zhang Thief Jill is awesome" and "Daddy Zhang, I will be your pendant". Gradually became less and less.

Instead: Thank you Mr. Zhang for bringing us a wonderful competition. This competition can be regarded as a grand event for eating and broadcasting. Let us see things like this for a long time.

Look, this is the power of role models!

And "Magic City No. 1 Yuan" also died down after Zhang Yang didn't confront the Rockets tit-for-tat. He didn't give any more rewards, and he didn't talk. Maybe he just watched silently in front of the screen.

The time soon reached 10:[-]. At this moment, those who were still in the cafeteria were basically the water friends who came to see the excitement, and some guests who had leisure time.

Zhang Youqian was attracted by the eyes of the scene the moment he opened the brush.

Even sitting in the corner, it still looks like a firefly in the dark night, so bright and outstanding....

Anyway, there are a lot of discussions.

Many girls’ eyes are full of stars, and many girls open the QR code of WeChat, hold it high in their hands, and wave it, intending to attract Zhang Yang’s attention. If there are no security personnel to separate them, Zhang Yang It is estimated that it will be smothered by flowers.

And at this moment, a phone rang in the crowd in the live broadcast room. Lao Wan took out his phone, glanced at it, then hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, and found a remote corner.

He nodded and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Wang! Do you have any instructions?"

"Are you there?" the headmaster asked directly.

"Yes, yes, I am here!"

"That Mr. Zhang Youqian is also here?"

"It's there!"

Lao Wan looked up at Zhang Yang, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, of course he couldn't show it: "Mr. Wang, are you looking for him?"

Principal Wang ignored his words at all, and continued to ask, "What's his full name? Zhang Youqian? What's your family background? Do you know?"

Lao Wan had a bitter expression: "I'm Guangdong Bank, I don't know anything about his situation!"

The last time we worked together, Zhang Yang acted as the hands-off shopkeeper throughout the whole process, and was almost late for the official event. Under Zhang Yang's instructions, Lao Wan also deliberately concealed Zhang Yang's identity, on the one hand to create a sense of mystery, and on the other hand to show For safety considerations.

As a result, after the event was held, Lao Wan knew that the mysterious young master was surnamed Zhang and that he was a man, but he didn't know the rest of the information.
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After Lao Wan Yitong complained, he asked cautiously: "Why don't you investigate through your father's relationship?"

The result was sprayed back directly.

"Are you frankly mentally retarded? A little local tyrant, I need to use my father's relationship to investigate. What is that on your neck? A tumor?"

Lao Wan was stunned speechless!

Yes!

Is it necessary to spend so much effort, even using the old man's relationship to investigate?What a big deal!
Lao Wan murmured in bewilderment, "Then... what shall we do?"

"After the end, you go to him for me and tell him that I want to cooperate with him, and the terms are negotiable!"

Lao Wan is a smart person, and he immediately understood that Principal Wang was going to leave.

Immediately anxious.

"Mr. Wang, don't leave. Our number one seed player is still up there. You can't let outsiders steal the limelight."

"Is your mind full of shi?"

It's no secret that Principal Wang scolds people when he's in a hurry, and Lao Wan has learned his lesson this time.

"Who do you think he was confronting with just now? That's my girlfriend, and I'm right next to you."

Lao Wan's eyes widened, and his mind wandered for a long time: "Your girlfriend?"

"By the way, it's my ex-girlfriend now!"

Lao Wan: "."

Principal Wang went on to spray: "Didn't you see that he didn't want to confront me? Is it interesting for me to beg for nothing? Forget it, forget it, just do what I say, what a god!" Too much nonsense!"

Originally, he couldn't figure it out in his head, and then he was scolded face to face, Lao Wan was immediately stunned.

In fact, his vision is too small. People at the level of President Wang don't care about winning or losing for a while. What he wants is future development.

After all, it is a small goal to earn [-] million male silver.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Wan still felt aggrieved.

If you don't want to give money to hate, you just say you don't want to, why lose your temper with me and pretend to be a bully?

Really Jill hilarious!
After venting, I still have to think about how to coax that Mr. Zhang. I feel my head is getting bigger.

Glancing at Zhang Yang resentfully, he felt very aggrieved.

Go please, it seems that others have a bad impression of me, Xiaomeng and the others must have put themselves down a lot, let's turn around, those who Principal Wang wants to cooperate with, run to tear their faces, it is simply courting death.

Ugh..

Back in the live broadcast room, "Magic City No. 1 Yuan" has gone offline, and then a full-level account called "Political Commissar Wang" came up, swiped the screen one by one carefully, and then left a sentence.

"No bullets, bye!"

What the hell?

The audience was stunned, not knowing that this was the song being sung.

However, after a little thought, Zhang Yang understood what was going on. When the "famous lady" was spending money like water just now, Zhang Yang was suspicious.

One is that a female account came up with millions of users inexplicably, which is very strange. The other is that Principal Wang did not show up. For a big brother in the live broadcasting industry like him, it is impossible not to come to such a feast of eating and broadcasting.

So Zhang Yang preliminarily deduced that this "famous lady" was Principal Wang, at least Principal Wang was behind the scenes.

But, in the end, he ran up to reveal his identity and said he was out of bullets?God damn it is out of bullets, even ghosts don't believe it!

But don't worry about it, as long as the event is a success anyway, for the rest, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it!
Looking at the reward list, "White Horse" is still ranked second, and the gap with Xiaomeng is getting bigger and bigger.

Zhang Yang simply stopped moving, holding the last 30 bullets, and silently guarded until the end.

Nothing unexpected happened.

On the other hand, Xiaomeng's fans of local tyrants have been brushing the Rockets non-stop, encouraging her to win another championship, but unfortunately, the honor of the championship is firmly in the pocket of the big head.

It is safe to say that it is because Datou Zhennima can resist spicy food. The 18 catties side of the face is so hot that it is like rouge.

And the rest of the anchors, in the later stage, almost drink yogurt as water, and the stomachs used for competitions are generally used to hold milk.

Seeing that it was 11 o'clock and the overall situation was settled, Zhang Yang simply gave the last 30 yuan to Datou, setting off another wave of climax.

Then he called Zhang Song, said hello, and left.

"Brother Song, I will leave the rest to you. You can sleep in my presidential suite at night."

Zhang Song was stunned: "Hey~ Yang'er, where are you going?"

"I have to go back to school, there is military training tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Song: "."

Zhang Yang laughed, pushed down the brim of his hat, and left quickly along the corner in a low-key manner.

If you don't leave, you will miss the last flight.

The weather forecast said that Hujiang will be sunny tomorrow, so the military training must continue as usual.

The matter of the competition is basically at the final stage, so let Zhang Song clean up. As for the money, hehe!

Zhang Youqian felt that he had a recluse demeanor of "flicking his clothes away when something happened, hiding his merit and fame", but he was stopped by fortune just as he was at the entrance of the hotel.

Forehead..

I really want to keep a low profile, but I'm too handsome, and my strength doesn't allow it.

Fortune presented the ticket with both hands, then bent at 30 degrees, and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhang, hello, the last flight is at 11:50, and the hotel has prepared a car for you."

Looking at Fortune's hand, a Rolls-Royce Phantom is waiting for Zhang Yang not far away.