Chapter 22 Fans

After the three-day live broadcast, the guests will have a short rest for two days. When they get up in the morning, the program crew will follow the pictures of the eight guests returning.

Celebrities are always picked up by nanny cars. The amateurs fly from afar, drive from a short distance to Si Miao, and the assistant asks him, "This is where you sit?"

The camera is pulled to the train ticket he is holding in his hand, and it starts with K.

"My home is near, the train will arrive soon," Si Miao waved to the camera, "See you next time everyone."

"Aren't you afraid of being surrounded by fans?"

Si Miao immediately shook his head, not afraid, he doesn't have many fans in total, very few can be in the same city, and even fewer happen to take the same train.

He only had a small backpack, so he easily jumped on the train. He had been "sleeping in the same bed" with Jiang Cheng these days. He didn't sleep well. After finding his seat, he lay down on the small table and closed his eyes.

Indistinctly, he always felt that there was a line of sight on him.

This kind of feeling of being stared at is quite uncomfortable, Si Miao pressed down the brim of his hat, pretended to stand up and stretched his waist, and his eyes slowly swept around.

Immediately, he found that in the front left, there was a person covering half of his face with a book, and the other eye was sneaking out, sneaking.

When he made eye contact with him, the man immediately buried his face in the book, Si Miao frowned, and then relaxed.

——It was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old at most, with a pair of ponytails, and the book in her hand was still a history textbook, and she had no offensive power at all.

Si Miao squatted back and let her look at it casually. Anyway, since he was a child, because of his outstanding looks, he was often pondered by people, and even when he was surrounded by a circle of mother-in-law and auntie like a monkey.

The train arrived at the station two hours later, and Si Miao got off and transferred to the subway. Out of the corner of the eye, he saw the girl squeeze in before the subway closed and hid in the crowd.

Now Si Miao knows that 80% of the girls are his fans.

He didn't like the act of following him all the time, so he put on his earphones and lowered his head.

After stopping and walking for a few stops, more and more people were on the subway. Si Miao's earphone was scraped off, so he turned to pick it up, and inadvertently saw the girl's face blushing, covering her lips, and her eyes were full of panic. .

What's wrong with her?

Si Miao turned behind her in confusion, and immediately discovered the problem - the man behind her was holding her too tightly!

Not only was it too close, the man kept pushing his crotch, making lewd movements... that was a pervert!

Si Miao's face suddenly turned cold, and he quickly squeezed through the crowd to the girl's side, causing the people around him to complain.

The satyr also temporarily stopped because of the movement he came over, but before he had time to distance himself from the girl, he suddenly felt a sharp pain!

Si Miao used her elbow to punch him hard in the stomach!

Immediately afterwards, two elbow strikes came to his left and right ribs in turn. Si Miao was too thin, and the knuckles protruded sharply. The satyr was beaten and wailed again and again!

Before he could react, Si Miao grabbed the girl and got off the bus at the next stop, and walked quickly to the exit.

After walking for a long time, the girl finally recovered from her fear and whispered, "Brother Xiaosi."

"Well," Si Miao stopped and folded his arms, "Are you my fan?"

"Yes!" There were still scary tears on the girl's face, but a fiery light burst out from her eyes, "I, I have liked you since the first time you were on the hot search, I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, I can take the same train as you, get off the train and follow you on the subway...but don't worry, I'm not trying to follow you, I just, just want to see you one more time, just look Just a glance..."

The girl said so much in one breath, panting slightly, maybe a little nervous, she patted her chest twice before she said cautiously, "Brother, are you going to be angry?"

"Frankly, I don't like this kind of behavior, and I won't blame you for it," Si Miao took out a tissue and handed it to her, "but next time, if you follow a stranger so casually, I'll be angry.already."

When the girl heard the first sentence, she immediately showed a sad look, and when she heard the back, she couldn't help but argue in a low voice, "You are not a stranger!"

Seeing the girl's indignant clenched fist, Si Miao couldn't tell how he felt. He asked the girl's address, and after putting her in the car, he hurried to the owner of the Internet cafe.