Young Master Zhang nodded very friendly to the young girl. Young Master Zhang looked at Young Master Zhang and asked again: "Are you also a fan of Cao Ting?"

"Can I be a fan of that stupid woman?" Zhang Dashao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, his face disapproved, shook his head, and said, "I'm not a fan of anyone."

"Who do you think is a stupid woman?" Zhang Dashen said the man without intention. In his opinion, Cao Ting is a stupid woman, but the young girl, who is a fan of Cao Ting, suddenly pulled her face down, and then let Master Zhang scold her, stared at her eyes, and shouted, "Where is Cao Ting stupid in our family? I think you are a fool!"

Mr. Zhang only realized now that the man in front of him was Cao Ting's brainless fan. He really couldn't understand the star-chasing complex of young people on earth. Does that Cao Ting have a half-cent relationship with her?

But Mr. Zhang didn't talk to a child here, but shrugged, smiled indifferently, and then pointed to the people in front of him, saying, "You want Cao Ting's signature like them?"

The young girl rolled her eyes at Mr. Zhang and said angrily: "What does this have to do with you? Uncle, I don't seem to know you."

It seems that I accidentally said Cao Ting's stupid word, which completely offended the young girl. Mr. Zhang showed a helpless and bitter smile and said, "If I hadn't knocked you down, maybe you would have to have Cao Ting's signature now. Let's do this. As compensation, I'll help you ask Cao Ting's signature. How about it?"

Hearing Mr. Zhang's words, the young girl glanced at Mr. Zhang vigilantly and said, "I have nothing to do, I am either a traitor or a thief. We don't know each other, so why do you want you to help me?"

Young Master Zhang was really defeated by a young girl. He didn't expect that this girl would be so difficult to deal with. He just felt that hitting her and causing her to be missed by the thief. Then he wanted to express his apology. It would be so troublesome. If he had known, he would have left directly.

"You're right." Zhang Dashao nodded to the young girl with a little head, waved his hand, and said, "By the way, I hope you can get what you want and get that stupid, oh, Cao Ting's signature."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

This surprised the young girl. She originally thought that Mr. Zhang deliberately came to chat with her on the pretext of Cao Ting, otherwise why would he just come back and come to her after hitting her?

Even if you hit yourself, it was this person who deliberately did it. This is the usual way for those stinky boys to pick up girls. Young girls have experienced it many times.

But Young Master Zhang actually left as soon as he said that he looked at him. He was not the way he wanted to get, and he deliberately turned around and wanted to keep him, but he was really going to leave.

Young girls are a little confused. Could it be that they were wrong? Thinking about their attitude just now, it seems a bit too unfriendly.

What’s more important is that there are so many people who can’t squeeze in at all. If you want Cao Ting’s signature, you can’t rely on yourself. Although this person looks like a college student and is not very strong, he is a boy and will always be better.

He couldn't help but reach out and shouted: "Hey!"

Young Master Zhang in front stopped, turned around and looked at the young girl lazy, and said, "You call me?"

"Didn't you say you want to help me get Cao Ting's signature?" The young woman waved to Zhang Da Shao and shouted, "If you really want it for me, I will pretend that you didn't hear it if you scold our stupid woman Cao Ting."

Young Master Zhang shook his head repeatedly. This young girl was really a perfect star-chasing maniac. She went to ask her for Cao Ting’s signature. She had agreed to it. Upon hearing this, Young Master Zhang returned. Anyway, it was a simple thing to help her ask Cao Ting for his signature.

"So many people, can you squeeze in?" The young girl looked at the iron bucket-like crowd, still doubted Young Master Zhang's strength, and asked with concern.

"Let's go, follow me closely." Young Master Zhang smiled softly, hooked his chin at the young girl, and turned around and walked into the crowd.

The young girl was surprised to find that this guy didn't look so strong, but he squeezed out a way without any effort.

And what's even more strange is that this person gave himself an illusion that he didn't use much force at all, as if he had a strong aura and would exclude people wherever he went. He walked freely and freely among such a crowded crowd.

In fact, this is not the illusion of a young woman. Her feelings are all true. The illusion she feels is an illusion.

"That's great, it's great!" The young woman was able to see Cao Ting through the gaps in the crowd and screamed in excitement.

Soon, Mr. Zhang had already brought the young woman to the front, and was close to Cao Ting.

Cao Ting had a generous and natural smile, or a professional smile, and was greeting her fans enthusiastically. She took all kinds of objects handed over by her fans in elegant and noble manner, and skillfully signed her name on it.

Around her, four or five security personnel protected her in the middle and kept reminding her in her ear: "Ms. Cao, it's time to leave."

Seeing Cao Ting so close, the young woman suddenly became excited, opened her voice and screamed wildly: "Cao Ting, I love you! Sign me for an autograph."

I hurriedly took out a genuine album by Cao Ting from my bag and handed it forward with great effort. She couldn't buy Cao Ting's signature album. What she wanted most now was Cao Ting's autograph on one of her favorite albums.

But with so many people, Cao Ting didn't care about the young woman. The young woman tiptoed in front for a long time but couldn't successfully attract Cao Ying's attention. Instead, she was squeezed around and squeezed. Once Cao Ying moved, she couldn't reach it again.

"Forget it, give it to me." The young woman was like this, and she was afraid that she would not have to sign even if Cao Ting left. Young Master Zhang took the album over and walked to Cao Ting in a few steps and said, "Sign up here."

Cao Ting was originally immersed in the enthusiasm of her fans, but suddenly she heard a cold voice. She turned her head and looked at it. Her eyes widened on the spot. The hateful little gangster she met on the plane was holding her album and asking her to sign her autograph!

Cao Ting was stunned. Is this kid also his own fan? When he thought about it, Cao Ting felt proud. When he thought about it, he snorted.

Then she turned her eyes and asked loudly: "Are you my fan? I only signed the fans." She really wanted to see Young Master Zhang surrender in front of her, which would give her a sense of revenge.

"Where did you get so much nonsense? Just sign it if you want to sign it." Mr. Zhang frowned and said impatiently.
Chapter completed!