Sushi, salad, fried chicken, grilled fish ... all kinds of food large bags hang on Nanhua Zi, almost drowning him in large and small packaging bags.
"The chocolate store you want has been sold out. I'll buy you another brand. Do you think it's OK?" Nan Huazi said, constantly changing his posture, and finally managed to carry the bags all over his body.
Squeezing through the hotel room door.
This is a leisure resort not far from Nan Huazi's private summer villa. After Zhuang Fengyu ate a large amount of prepared high-calorie food, her body was finally able to bear a little short-distance movement. Nan Huazi immediately took her to the hotel here.
Room. Although they were in no condition and their strength had fallen to the lowest ebb, it was still easy to hide it from a few ordinary people.
Although Zhuang Fengyu's body was reborn in the flames, in order to truly return to normal, she still needs a large amount of food to provide her with necessary energy and various nutrients.
She sat in the middle of the room and kept devouring all kinds of food like a black hole. Her body greedily absorbed energy and nutrients, and then went to the bathroom to remove the metabolic products from her body. This process kept repeating, repeating,
Repeatedly, it has been going on for almost a day.
Nan Huazi kicked open the packaging bags piled on the ground and placed the food he had just bought within reach of Zhuang Fengyu.
"Has it been sold out? Master, the brand of chocolate you bought doesn't suit my taste. Forget it, forget it, let's eat it." As Zhuang Fengyu spoke, she kept moving the yogurt, chocolate, and
Push the vegetable salad into your mouth hard.
"How do you feel? I have almost finished buying the food in this resort. If I hadn't used some tricks, it might have caused a commotion." Nan Huazi wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.
, sat down on the bed tiredly, the wound on his abdomen was always aching faintly. He had not been in such a mess for a long time.
"Barely...sixty percent full, I finally have some strength." Zhuang Fengyu said vaguely with a mouth full of food.
"Six minutes full?" Nan Huazi glanced at Zhuang Fengyu in surprise, and then said "oh" in a low voice.
Zhuang Fengyu suddenly put down the food in his hand, looked straight at Nan Huazi and asked: "Master, do you think I am not a human being but a monster?"
"No." Nan Huazi replied casually.
"Yeah?"
Nan Huazi pondered for a while, looked at the food packaging bags that almost filled the room and said, "To be honest, they really don't look like humans."
"Oh." There was an unconcealable disappointment in Zhuang Fengyu's voice.
"Are monsters bad?" Nan Huazi said with a smile: "We are not human beings, and we should not be human beings. We should be gods, gods who stand above humans and spirits. If you are a monster, then I am also a monster. Why?
The teacher is a big monster and you are a little monster, isn’t that bad?”
"No." The unconcealable disappointment turned into an unconcealable smile. Zhuang Fengyu grabbed a piece of sushi and stuffed it into his mouth, "I don't want to be a little monster, I'll just be your agent. Stupid master. If I die
I really don’t know what you should do. But now that I’m back, you don’t have to find a new agent.”
"Agent? But this idol, the teacher, probably won't be able to do it any longer." Nan Huazi thought for a while, feeling both regretful and a little relieved. His mood was so complicated that it was hard to describe.
The way of practicing as an idol is much more efficient than the old way of establishing a sect and using religion to attract faith, but it is also really shameful.
Nan Huazi remembered that Sun Suhe laughed and said that he had watched his variety show, and Alice said the mentally retarded lines she had performed in front of her face. He still felt ashamed and angry when he thought about it now. He had never felt so embarrassed in his life, those two bastards!
"Why, master, don't you want to do it again? Hey, you say you don't want to do it every day, but in the end you have been an idol for two years."
"No, it's different this time. Zhou Yiqing's identity has already been known to the Zhulin gang. As long as they let the news out, whether it's the 22nd Bureau or some people with ulterior motives, they will come to their door immediately. How can they do anything else?
Become an idol." Nan Huazi knew very well that although the idol industry seems to have unlimited glory, it is actually very fragile. Not to mention the intervention of the state machinery, ordinary people with a little power can cause idols to be banned overnight.
"But, I think it's been normal these past few days. The brokerage company is monitoring the popularity and public opinion every day, and everything is normal. They don't seem to have leaked the news."
"I can't understand the thoughts of those people." Nan Huazi still finds it incredible that the actions of Sun Suhe and others are often unexpected, and they are very different from all the people from outside the country he has dealt with in the past. Businessmen? Haha.
, now that I think about it, it was just a joke. Who are those people?
"Perhaps they have other agendas, or they may have set up a trap long ago and are waiting for me to fall into the trap. In short, to be on the safe side, idol activities should be frozen for now." Nan Huazi decided to err on the side of caution.
"If idol activities stop, fans' fanaticism will gradually subside. Then, master, you will have to wait for an unknown year to regain your former strength. It's not easy to have such high popularity and so many fans. That's it.
It's such a pity to give up. Maybe we can talk to those people? Do you remember what I said about the "glazed blood"? They are asking for something from me."
Nan Huazi waved his hand, "This matter is not urgent. The strength of those people is extraordinary. In our current situation, negotiating terms with them is simply a fool's errand."
"Master, why do you look so confident? Have you already thought of any plan?" Zhuang Fengyu asked.
Nan Huazi laughed and said, "The one who knows me is Feng Yuzi. I received a message that an old friend of my teacher has also come to this city."
"Old friend?" Zhuang Fengyu felt that Nan Huazi's tone was a little strange when he said the word "old friend".
"That's right, Gary Freudenberg, sinologist, professor, visiting scholar, huh, can he hide it from others and also from me? Wherever this guy appears, there must be traces of "canon"."
"Canon, which canon is it?" Zhuang Fengyu asked in surprise.
"That's the canon, but it's probably just some clues. But no matter what, someone must be developing a secret religious collection of beliefs in this city, and the scale is not small. I will accept this achievement. When the time comes, I will
I can regain some of my strength, and I also have the capital to talk to the people in Zhulin."
Nan Huazi was like a hungry tiger talking about the fat on the plate with green eyes.