Ruan Qi didn't know that the popular young student showed up at the competition.
Following the instructions given by Qian Duo, she found the back door of the staff passage with familiarity, unscrewed the door handle and pushed out——
The click of the camera shutter came unexpectedly, and a group of reporters with guns and cannons rushed over in a swarm under the horrified eyes of the little girl.
"Eh? Why is it a woman?" Reporter A looked surprised.
"It's not Shi Yang, I'm so happy for nothing!" Reporter B was filled with disappointment.
"I thought I could take a first-hand photo of Shi Yang without makeup. It took me a long time to come out with an amateur."
The reporters who had just rushed up in a swarm dispersed again, and several of them glanced at Ruan Qi with some resentment.
"..." The little girl was so frightened that she was sweating all over.
Fortunately, I'm not here to take pictures of her!
Ruan Qi breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to touch the mask on his face and the pink cat-eared cap on his head.
What should she do now?
Should he close the door and retreat into the stadium, or should he walk out under the gaze of so many reporters?
The little girl stood at the back door struggling for two seconds.
Several reporters squatting aside saw her frozen in place and gave her a strange look.
Ruan Qi's scalp was numb at the sight of him, fearing that he was not well-armed and would be recognized by these vicious-eyed reporters.
She pushed her peaked cap down stiffly, her feet were dangling, and she walked out without looking away.
As he walked, he kept saying, "You can't see me... you can't see me... you can't see me..."
"Hey, why do I feel that the backpack this girl is carrying looks familiar?" a reporter said.
The little girl's legs shook, and she almost tripped over her left foot and fell flat on her right foot.
She nervously grabbed the shoulder strap of her backpack, and her heart beat like a knife as she walked a short three hundred meters.
At this time, another reporter's voice drifted over on the wind.
"I also think that bag looks familiar? It seems like a celebrity has carried it before. Let me think about it..."
Stop thinking about it, you are about to lose your memory!
Ruan Qi cursed a little in her heart and walked faster.
At this time, the phone in his hand suddenly vibrated.
It was a WeChat message from Xi Jiu, telling her that the car was parked outside the back door, two hundred meters to the right on the opposite side of the road.
Ruan Qi raised her feet and was about to walk that way. Suddenly, the reporter from before slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Oh, I remembered it! That bag Ruan Qi carried on his back! It was popular on the Internet for a while! And that pink color
Cat-eared peaked cap!”
"!!!" The little girl was so frightened that she couldn't breathe.
Even without turning around, she could feel the reporters' gazes on her.
It's over, I'm going to be exposed.
Ruan Qi glanced at the black Rolls-Royce parked across the road, and her first reaction was that she couldn't get in the car and let reporters take pictures of Jiujiu.
She pursed her lips, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction despite everyone's gaze.
The reporters' chatter drifted into my ears along the wind.
"I really think that girl looks a bit like Ruan Qi."
"Can't? Isn't Ruan Qi taking care of himself?"
"Maybe he's awake."
"Why don't you follow me and have a look? What if it's really her?"
The reporters were ready to move, and several activists were already chasing after them.
Ruan Qi heard the footsteps behind her, and her forehead was covered with sweat.???.
She looked around, found a deserted path, grabbed the strap of her backpack and ran.
Just then, a white BMW drove out of the road.
The sun reflected rainbow light on the windshield. After the rainbow light passed by, Ruan Qi could clearly see the person sitting in the passenger seat.
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