PUBG Nightmare Player System

Shen Xing sighed heavily and patted his chest, "Oh, brother! I can't tell if there is suffering!"

Ye Lang smiled helplessly, "Maybe I'm the kind of people you said, working people live here."

"I bother."

Everyone pretended to spit at Ye Lang, "Who believes you?"

"Looking at what you look like, you are not a part-time worker."

Ye Lang stood there and smiled awkwardly, "I have troubles too!"

Ye Lang: How come I don’t look like a part-time worker. Isn’t it true that a handsome person can’t work part-time? It is true that a handsome person who works part-time can be handsome again, but I am so handsome. There is no way, I am also working for the system.

But Ye Lang still wondered how expensive the house price could be, so that even these artists could not afford it.

After walking outside, everyone except Ye Lang got on, and the car sent by the director left.

Ye Lang stood outside waiting for Xiaoxi to drive over, while the fans were still calling his name frantically.

The security guard saw that the fans were crazy, so he quickly reached out to protect Ye Lang, fearing that he might have missed something.

Ye Lang looked at the time, and if he had just chatted with them so much along the way, it was almost half an hour or an hour before the end, how come Xiaoxi hadn't come yet.

After a while, Ye Lang still did not see his car, and Ye Lang had begun to curse Xiaoxi silently in his heart.

Ye Lang: This Xiaoxi, can you be more reliable, the show has been over for so long, he hasn't come yet, did he die somewhere?

Ye Lang waited outside and became more anxious, but the fans became more excited because they could watch Ye Lang more time.

Suddenly a male fan rushed out of the security line and ran in Ye Lang's direction.

The security guard immediately surrounded Ye Lang behind him and caught the male fan.

"Ye Lang, I am your fan, and my wife is also your fan, I want you to sign my name."

Although the person said so, the security guards still looked very anxious and surrounded Ye Lang to death.

The fans who shouted just behind turned from excited expressions to surprised expressions and panic expressions.

Ye Lang saw through the gap between the tall and mighty security guards, the male fan who was caught.

The male fan wanted to rush forward desperately, holding a notebook and pen in his hand, and kept saying the sentence just now.

But the security guard is pushing him back hard, pushing her as far as he can be from Ye Lang.

Ye Lang was very anxious when he saw the male fan's expression, and he didn't look like an excited person.

Ye Lang also saw those expressions of horror on his face. After all, he had damaged an artist, and it was not something they could afford to pay.

Ye Lang glanced in the direction they were coming from. Why didn't he see the shadow of his car, Xiaoxi didn't contact him, telling himself what was going on, and asked her to wait here and encounter these things.

"Ye Lang, can you sign me? Just sign me, I have no intentions."

The male fan shouted desperately, holding the pen and a piece of paper in his hand to the front.

Ye Lang took a closer look at the paper in his hand. It was not a piece of paper, but a photo.

"Ye Lang, I just want you to sign me and give it to my wife."

Ye Lang looked at the male fan being pushed back by the security guard, looking very anxious, tears in his eyes.

Ye Lang: As the saying goes, men don’t flick when they have tears. In order to get an autograph of his own to give to his wife, this male fan is so anxious to cry. Is my autograph so important to him?

So Ye Lang confronted the tall and mighty security guards who stood in front of him and said: "Brother security guard, ask what she wants to do?"

The security guard said with a look of disdain: "Oh, Mr. Ye Lang, so many fans are so excited, can it be done for anything, isn't it just to get your signature? We have encountered many such things."

"But he seems to be important to him."

"Hey, fans are like this, some fans will be as excited as him."

But seeing the male fan with tears in his eyes, Ye Lang suddenly felt pity.

And that male fan was not weak, being pushed by two security guards, he was still able to rush forward.

Ye Lang saw that he had been in a stalemate with the security guards, and felt that this would not work. This was another matter for the media.

The fans in the back were all watching this scene in astonishment, with worried expressions on their faces, and some were persuading the male fan to come back, and even more excited was scolding him.

But the male fan still refused to listen, desperately trying to come to Ye Lang's direction.

"Forget it, go and get the paper and pen in his hand for your eldest brother. I'll just sign a name for him, so I don't want to make trouble here."

The security guard standing in front looked at Ye Lang with a certain look.

Ye Lang nodded, "Go! Go get it. After signing him, he won't make trouble here."

"Teacher Ye Lang, I advise you not to. You are signing him now. Many fans will ask for your signature in this way."

After Ye Lang pondered for a while, he was about to be persuaded by the security guard, but seeing the male fan with tears in his eyes and desperately trying to get his signature, he felt unbearable.

Ye Lang finally made a decision, "Forget it, go get it! Not every fan is like him."

Although Brother Bang was very confused about what Ye Lang thought, he still stepped forward to help him get it.

When the male fan saw that he had come and took the paper and pen in his hand, he excitedly handed it to the security guard, his eyes were shining, "Thank you, Mr. Ye Lang, thank you, Brother Security."

Ye Lang turned out that after the paper and pen handed over by the security brother, he saw that the photo above was the photo he was broadcasting at the beginning.

Ye Lang saw the photo and felt a swelling in his heart. It seemed that this fan was the one who supported him in the first place.

Ye Lang suddenly felt a sense of gratitude.

After signing the name, the security wanted to take the photo in his hand, but Ye Lang stopped it, "I will take it to him."

The security guard showed a panic expression at this time, "Mr. Ye Lang, let me take it!"

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