"Thank you." The young man smiled, "Hello, my name is the great god Jingqing, and it is the one you just mentioned."

Maori asked, "But you can show up here without a mask?"

The great god Jingqing smiled and said, "It's okay. The club has long since released all kinds of rumors. Now everyone says that Wolf Mask is a Mexican. In addition, I also used this face to put it in the warm-up match. Everyone thinks I am a new wrestler. As long as I don't use Wolf Mask's proud skills, no one knows that I am a novice Wolf Mask."

"So, no one knows your true face?" Yuanzi was a little excited, "It's really mysterious."

The great god Jingqing said, "Not that, everyone in our club knows it, but everyone keeps this secret."

Lan asked, "But, why? Why do you need to wear a mask?"

Lan Conan was shocked and thought of Lan's words that day, "How great would it be if Conan was Shinichi."

The great god Jingqing smiled bitterly and said, "At the time, we didn't have so many people in our club, so we used masks to create people for competitions. But now we can't even take off, and we can't even tell our parents and girlfriends."

Yuanzi asked, "This must be very painful, right?"

"It's not much," said the great god Jingqing, "Maybe I admire the hero wearing masks since I was a child. In fact, I also like the feeling of masking. When my girlfriend talks about the wolf mask in front of me, she is jealous and feels more happy."

Yuanzi smiled and said, "Ha, be careful that your girlfriend knows the truth and dumps you."

"How could that happen?" The great god Jingqing smiled dryly, "Isn't this a saying? Love means to be tolerant? And this is also a big surprise."

Yuanzi smiled and said, "If it were me, at least I would beat you up first."

Lan asked, "Actually, you want to tell her?"

"No," the great god Jingqing shook his head, "I said just now that my identity is a secret that only the Imperial Capital wrestling team members know. As long as I don't tell it myself, if my identity is really exposed one day, I will not suspect that it was her leaked secret."

"It makes sense," said Yuanzi. "And this confidentiality agreement seems to have to pay a lot of money."

The great god Jingqing said seriously: "More importantly, I don't want her to worry about me either."

Conan echoed in his heart, not at all.

The great god Jingqing said seriously: "Wolf Mask every time there is a match, the TV station will broadcast live during prime time. I hope that the person she saw was hit by someone, who was covered in scars all over her body, was just a wolf mask, an irrelevant professional wrestler. I can't imagine what would be like if she watched me be beaten, and would definitely cry, right? So I have to keep this secret until the wolf mask falls on the ring, until I take off the wolf mask from my face, quit the professional wrestling industry, and be able to watch TV with her."

"Wow, it's so considerate." Yuanzi smiled.

"It's okay." The great god Jingqing felt a little embarrassed.

Maori asked, "Since that's the case, why did you let us know who you are?"

The great god Jingqing said: "Because my girlfriend is a fan of your Mr. Maori, since I met you today, I want to ask you for an autograph."

Maori asked angrily: "Then are you enough to come with a mask?"

"No, if the Wolf Mask does not have an interpreter, you cannot communicate with the RB people," said the great god Jingqing, "and if the Wolf Mask asks you to sign and give it to a RB woman, the paparazzi will go to dig out the materials, and maybe they will search me soon."

Maori said, "Oh, so you just come here in your true face, so no one will pay attention to you."

The great god Jingqing smiled and said, "That's right, I'm really worthy of being a Maori detective."

"Of course." Maori smiled proudly.

At this time, someone came to inform the great god Jingqing that the time for the stage was coming, and the great god Jingqing left the signature board and left in a hurry.

Yuanzi sighed, "Azhen, that's the same."

"What?" Lan was puzzled.

Yuanzi said, "Ah really competes, he never says it."

Lan sighed: "If you say so, Shinichi will be the same."

"It's different." Maori said angrily, "That kid doesn't have to fight anyone."

"That's true," Lan said.

Maori said, "I want me to tell you, with that brat's head, he must be happy now."

Conan raised his triangle eyes, I am at your house every day, listening to you snoring.

The garden fire adds oil, "It makes sense."

Conan hurriedly said, "No, Brother Xinyi must have been entangled by some incident."

Yuanzi said, "Excuses are all excuses."

Conan quickly defended: "No, it's impossible..."

"Okay, I won't talk about this for now." Lan said, clenching her fists, "No matter what, it's not wrong to beat her up first."

Yuanzi smiled gloatingly and said, "That's right, that's right."

Conan shouted in his heart, Yuanzi, you guy!

At this time, Maori signed the name and said, "Okay, I'll give this to him."

Yuanzi smiled and said, "I'll go too, I'll go too, just go and see the professional wrestler's backstage."

Lan said, "I want to go too. I have a question to ask for advice."

Conan asked, "What is it, Sister Lan?"

"It's just a killing move." Lan smiled, "I can't remember the name for a while."

Maori said angrily: "Really, what are the researches on these tricks?"

"It's fun." Lan puffed up.

"Okay, let's go quickly." Yuanzi said...
Chapter completed!