That's right, the little brother the girl wants to sit with is Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan is actually not very good at dealing with people, so he pretends to be cold just to prevent his wife from losing her momentum.
"Little brother, your voice is so nice!" The girl blinked at Lan Zhan with nymphomaniac eyes, as if she didn't hear what Lan Zhan said.
Feng Yiyue was ashamed.
"Little brother, which company are you a trainee in? Tell me and I will send you to debut directly, okay?!"
Okay, the more I say it, the more exaggerated it becomes.
"I'll be your fan, and I'll give you a ranking!"
Feng Yiyue could already see the corners of Lan Zhan's mouth twitching.
Can they really not see that Lan Zhan is not indifferent, but rather reserved because he is not good at communication?
This punk girl is so passionate, as passionate as a ball of fire. For a slow-burning person like Lan Zhan, what they fear most is such passionate fire.
"Brother, which company do you work for?" The punk girl saw that Lan Zhan was silent and continued to ask.
Feng Yiyue had no choice but to explain for Lan Zhan.
"You misunderstood. Lan Zhan is neither a star nor a trainee. He has not entered this industry."
"Little brother, your name is Lan Zhan. It's such a nice name! Just like you!"
Hey, are you listening to what others are saying?
This was the first time that Feng Yiyue was completely ignored.
My sister's beauty is universally acknowledged, is it so easy to be ignored?
"It's impossible for my wife to change seats with you, please go." Lan Zhan said coldly, hoping that this annoying person would leave quickly.
Although it was first class, the cabin was full, and some other passengers were looking here with some interest.
Lan Zhan is most afraid of being watched.
"Brother, come over and sit with me. I'll tell the kid next to me to get out of here." The girl rubbed her hands and looked at Lan Zhan with covetous expression.
Lan Zhan no longer intends to deal with the punk girl.
On the contrary, the kid who was mentioned was furious. He suddenly stood up with a top-level computer: "Pan Shuangle, what do you think I am? Do I have to leave if you let me go?"
"Qiu Zhi, you little brat, it's an honor for you to sit with me, Sister Shuang, and it's also an honor for you to ask you to get out, okay?!"
The two of them started arguing without anyone noticing.
Feng Yiyue felt that the girl's name was familiar, but she didn't remember it for a while.
It wasn't until the flight attendant came to mediate and the plane was about to take off that the punk girl Pan Shuangle sat back angrily.
"Little brother, if you really want to make your debut, please contact me and I can help you make your debut with just one sentence!" Pan Shuangle still refused to give up.
Lan Zhan put on his hat and ignored Pan Shuangle.
"Aren't you embarrassed? People ignore you. Girls, don't be so shameless!" Qiu Zhi sarcastically said.
After Pan Shuangle glanced at Lan Zhan with some reluctance, he rushed over and grabbed Qiu Zhi's hair.
"I'll slap you to death if you're so mean-mouthed!"
Well, not only is she a punk girl, she is also a violent loli.
Feng Yiyue had another impression of the girl in front of her.
Qiu Zhi was grabbed by Pan Shuangle's hair and had to stand up. The high-end computer fell down and Feng Yiyue happened to see the page.
"Oh... my dear, the flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and I met an old acquaintance."
"What did you say, ma'am?" Hearing Feng Yiyue's whisper, Lan Zhan thought Feng Yiyue was talking to him.
Feng Yiyue shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing."
Feng Yiyue looked Qiu Zhi up and down, this kid was only eighteen or nineteen years old.
What a genius.
With this thought in mind, Feng Yiyue stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
While the two boys and girls were still fighting, Feng Yiyue had already elegantly stood up and left with her bag.
"Feng Yiyue! Sister, I am your fan! Sign your name for me later!" Qiu Zhi and Pan Shuangle finally discovered Feng Yiyue in the middle of the fight.
Feng Yiyue's mouth twitched sharply.
Looking at Qiu Zhi, he hesitated to speak.
Finally sighed helplessly.
Alas, the child is so stupid.
When she came to the bathroom, Feng Yiyue took out her ultra-thin computer, connected a folding keyboard, and tapped on it quickly with her fingers.
Soon a webpage with a masked avatar popped up. Feng Yiyue entered her identity confirmation and clicked on it.
Clicking on an ID, Feng Yiyue said hello and said by the way——
