The three bodyguards who were riding a tiger stopped talking and stood still without moving.
In fact, they don't know how to deal with this deadlock. They just hope that the other party can give in and give Zhao Xianjun a step down.
"Sir, please forgive us for our work. If you insist on..."
"What the hell, you're used to hearing the calls of Korean dogs, can't you understand our Chinese language?" Ye Fan shouted angrily, stepped forward and kicked the bodyguard who was the leader away.
This kick was powerful and heavy. Even though the bodyguard was tall, he could not resist Ye Fan's leg strength.
He was kicked directly and fell backward.
The two bodyguards behind him were furious when they saw Ye Fan making the first move, and prepared to step forward to subdue the other person.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he came into contact with the leading bodyguard, he felt a huge force coming towards him and fell to the ground without saying a word.
The three of them fell over one after another, causing pain to Zhao Xianjun who was hiding behind them.
His thin body was used as a cushion by the bodyguards, who weighed him down like a stack of arhats, making him unable to move.
"Ouch... my arms, my legs, my small waist, you... you three pigs, hurry up... get out of the way... hurry up... Ouch!"
Zhao Xianjun whined and struggled, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was so suppressed that he could hardly breathe.
"idiot."
Ye Fan snorted slightly and led the five girls around Zhao Xianjun and back to Zi Ying'er's dressing room.
However, Zi Ying'er and Sister Feng walked around the dressing room corridor without thinking before finding the security room.
This place is too big, the exterior walls are all white, the corridors extend in all directions, and there are forks everywhere.
People who are not familiar with this place can easily get confused.
Ye Fan had walked around before and was very sensitive to terrain structure, so he was able to find the security room as soon as possible.
Zi Ying'er came to the security room and saw Zhao Xianjun sitting on a chair, pointing at the noses of the security guards and cursing them, all speaking in Bangzi dialect that they couldn't understand.
Judging from his appearance, he must have suffered a big loss, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry.
Sister Feng didn't see Ye Fan and the girls, and knew that he should have taken them away, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, isn't this Zhao Xianjun?" Zi Ying'er pretended to be polite and smiled: "I heard you losing your temper outside. What happened?"
"Sister Ying'er." Zhao Xianjun didn't dare to stand up in front of Zi Ying'er, and put on a fake smile on his face, "There was an accident just now. The security here is really hateful, and they have no sense of safety at all..."
"Yeah?"
Zi Ying'er smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, don't be so angry. If you are photographed by the paparazzi, they will inevitably tell you how you are doing!"
"Yes, yes, sister Ying'er is right." Zhao Xianjun twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted to the security guards.
"For the sake of Sister Ying'er, I don't care about this matter. Just remember this. If there is a next time, I will never let you off so easily!"
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. You are worthy of being a distinguished guest from the land of etiquette. We admire your openness and openness!"
Several fans and security guards immediately smiled charmingly and expressed their gratitude to him.
The faces of other security guards were full of contempt.
I was scolded so badly by others just now. If Miss Zi Ying'er hadn't put in a good word for me, I might have had to shoulder other responsibilities.
As soon as he turned around, he was eager to have Zhao Xianjun imprisoned.
Damn it, isn’t he just a Korean star? Is it necessary to pursue him with such dignity?
Security guards who are not star-struck will naturally not praise Zhao Xianjun's stinky feet. They quickly thanked Zi Ying'er and blurted out all kinds of good things, praising Zi Ying'er to the sky.
The same is true for holding the feet. A normal man would definitely hold the feet of the "Goddess of All Nations".
Her feet are so delicious, you can even lick them, let alone hold them!
Zi Ying'er accepted the compliments from the security guards with a smile, and then asked: "By the way, a friend of mine brought a few little girls in. It seems that you misunderstood them as fans who broke into the backstage. I wonder where they are now.
?”
"Oh, Mr. Ye has already taken several ladies away."
The security captain said quickly: "Miss Zi Ying'er, this is a misunderstanding. It has caused trouble for you and Mr. Ye. It is because we have failed in our work."
"It doesn't matter, you are also doing it for the security of the scene." Zi Ying'er waved her hands indifferently, Yingying smiled and said: "Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, I will go back first, my hair hasn't been done yet!"
"Miss Zi Ying'er, walk slowly."
A group of security guards hurriedly sent Zi Yinger off.
Zhao Xianjun felt even more angry when he saw Zi Ying'er ignoring him throughout the whole process.
He returned to his dressing room with his bodyguards, scolded them a few times as trash, and then sat on a chair and smashed things to vent his anger.
At this time, his agent walked in.
Ye Fan was very impressed by Zhao Xianjun's agent.
This is a very philistine old woman, in her forties or fifties, and she is still dressed like a little girl, which does not match her temperament at all.
She smeared thick makeup on her face, trying to cover up the sagging caused by growth rings.
Unfortunately, things went counterproductive.
Not only did the powder not add to her appearance, but it fell off her face when she smiled, looking like chalk dust, which was very disgusting.
"Xianjun Oppa, what's wrong with you?"
The manager looked down at the cosmetic boxes on the floor and knew that Zhao Xianjun was losing his temper again.
However, she was not angry about it, but the smile on her face became heavier.
"Oh, Hyunjun Oppa, isn't it just a Golden Eagle Award? What's the big deal! We still don't like it!"
“It’s not about the Golden Eagle Award!”
Zhao Xianjun grabbed a bottle of gel water, pinched it tightly with his fingers, and wanted to burst the bottle to vent his anger.
The bottle of gel water is not hard, and it is hollow inside. Most men can squeeze the bottle out of shape as long as they use force.
But Zhao Xianjun used all his strength to keep the bottle of gel water from moving at all.
"snort!"
Zhao Xianjun felt even more unhappy. He threw the bottle on the ground and shouted loudly: "Sister Zhen, I met the man who disfigured me!"
"What?!" The agent was shocked and asked quickly: "Where is he!"
"Right here!" Zhao Xianjun gritted his teeth, with a sinister look in his eyes: "He is in Zi Ying'er's dressing room!"
"Zi Ying'er?" The manager was stunned, "He is Zi Ying'er's staff?"
"no."
Zhao Xianjun shook his head and snorted coldly: "He has a very good relationship with Zi Ying'er and is her special guest on the red carpet this time."
"Hey, no wonder I said he dared to do such a heavy hand to you, it turns out that Zi Ying'er is backing him up!" The old woman snorted heavily, "Zi Ying'er is a bitch!"
"Sister Zhen, I must take revenge, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath!" Zhao Xianjun was shaking with anger.
"let me see."
The old woman touched her chin and pondered for a long time, then suddenly she grinned seductively, revealing a mouthful of disgusting yellow teeth.
"Sister Zhen, have you thought of a way?"
"Um."
The old woman laughed sinisterly and whispered: "Oppa Xianjun, you are one place ahead of Zi Ying'er on the red carpet. As long as you slow down, you can get closer to her.
Under normal circumstances, you will accept many interviews. At this time, you try to delay as much as possible, it is best to wait for Zi Ying'er to come to you!"
"Then what?" Zhao Xianjun asked again.
"Then? Jie Jie Jie...I'll bribe a few reporters to interview you, creating the illusion of getting married first.
When Zi Ying'er comes to your side, these reporters will accidentally fall into the red carpet because they are competing for the best interview position.
I will also bribe the security guards who intercept them. They will not immediately stop reporters who stumble onto the red carpet.
As long as Zi Ying'er is around, someone will 'accidentally' pull her skirt, causing her beauty to leak out!
Xianjun, think about how many reporters will be present today, how could they let go of such a wonderful scene! Jie Jie Jie, let’s just wait and see the headlines of national entertainment news tomorrow!”
Zhao Xianjun was overjoyed after hearing this, "Yes, even take off that Ye Fan's pants and make him and Zi Ying'er embarrassed together!"
"Okay, okay, let's get all clean together!"
Zhao Xianjun and his manager got together and laughed very sinisterly.
The three bodyguards next to them looked at each other and said to themselves, "The entertainment industry is really deep, and the intrigues are more intense than in officialdom!"
But Ye Fan led the five little girls back to Zi Ying'er's dressing room.
The five little girls were obviously frightened by Zhao Xianjun, and their little bodies are still trembling even now.
Ye Fan felt helpless and pitiful, so he poured five cups of hot water for them.
"Thank you, big brother."
Xiaoyu timidly took the water glass handed over by Ye Fan, her nose twitched, and mottled tears welled up in her eyes.
Girls' emotions are much more delicate than boys', especially when their feelings are hurt, they can easily be moved by another thing.
Although Ye Fan is not a star, compared with Zhao Xianjun's behavior, he is simply a great and warm man.
With him by her side, Xiaoyu feels very safe.
"Okay, stop crying."
Ye Fan picked up Zhao Xianjun's photo album from Xiaoyu's hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We have so many Chinese stars, why bother chasing after a Korean?"
"..."
Xiaoyu opened her mouth, lowered her head and did not answer.
Another little girl said aggrievedly: "Maybe... maybe Oppa Xianjun is in a bad mood..."
"Silly girl, you want Oppa?" Ye Fan laughed, "Your ideological problem is very serious! Zhao Xianjun has treated you like this, and you still want to turn against him?"
"I..." the little girl pursed her lips tightly and swallowed hard, "Big brother, I have liked Zhao Xianjun for three years. I have been chasing him since he came to China.
But, I didn’t expect...he, he would be such a person."
"It's difficult to paint a dragon or a tiger. You know the person but don't know the heart. I have dealt with Zhao Xianjun in private, and he is not a warm and handsome guy like what is advertised on TV."
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone, retrieved a video from it, and handed it to Xiaoyu's hand.
The angle of the video is relatively low, and only Zhao Xianjun's chin and side face can be captured, but the clarity is very high, and you can definitely tell that he is him at a glance.
In the video, Zhao Xianjun was arrogant and domineering, pointing at the person opposite and shouting.
"You, Chinese people, have no quality!"
"Chinese fans are the stupidest and most obedient in the world. They do whatever I tell them to do. If you dare to offend me, if I ask them to kill you, they will kill you!"