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Chapter 9

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    Passing through the corridor, Song Juhan glanced at the messy and noisy door, rolled his eyes, leaned against the wall, panted, and cursed something in his mouth.

    Why took off his coat and put it over his head: "I won't let them get close to you, just keep your head down and follow me."

    "I'm just drinking, not a thief." Song Juhan wanted to pull off his clothes.

    "Your image is not very good after being photographed." He Yi grabbed the hem of his clothes to prevent him from pulling it off, and stared at Song Juhan calmly without blinking, "Be obedient, I will take you out, and you will be fine once you get in the car.  "Song Juhan's external image is that of a mixed-race gentleman with a bit of evil charm. He always presents himself as a prince. Although this drunken look is very charming, Song Juhan's father hates emergencies the most. If he is not careful, Xiaosong  You might lose your job.

    Song Juhan didn't care much about anything in his life, but his love for music came from the depths of his soul. Therefore, even such a willful person was very self-disciplined in order to protect his throat. He would only drink once at most.  Two glasses of red wine. It was rare for him to drink so much, and his drinking capacity was not very good. If he was sober, he could handle such a small scene by himself, but why must he be protected now?

    Song Juhan looked into He Yi's dark eyes, that kind of stability that only belonged to mature men, which gradually calmed down his impetuous heart and nodded lightly.

    He He covered his face with the hem of his clothes, held Song Juhan's hand with his kind hand, put the other hand around his shoulder, and walked out of the door surrounded by Xiao Song and the staff.

    Waves of piercing screams exploded around them.

    Why frowned deeply, feeling like his eardrums were about to be penetrated. He had seen the madness of these little girls many times, because he had been to many of Song Juhan's concerts, but this was the first time that those little girls seemed to be tangible.  The craze was coming in his direction, and he felt that his body was constantly being pushed, squeezed, and pulled. He had the illusion that he would be eaten alive by these usually weak girls.

    "Song Juhan, Song Juhan, I love you - ah ah -"

    Suddenly, a dark object hit him. When He Yi realized that it was equipment, he had no time to avoid it. He groaned and felt pain at the corner of his eyebrow. His right eye suddenly turned red and his vision became blurry.  .

    ¡°Why brother?!¡± Xiaosong exclaimed.

    Song Juhan, who had been walking silently with his head bowed, paused, and wanted to lift his clothes the next second. He Yi held his head with one arm, with great strength. The hand holding Song Juhan suddenly tightened, and the two of them covered his head.  Sweating: "It's okay, we're almost at the car."

    Song Juhan was annoyed: "What's wrong with you?!"

    "It's okay." He He's voice was deep and steady. In this extremely noisy environment composed of fans' screams and bodyguards' roars, this voice flowed into Song Juhan's heart like a clear stream.  .

    Xiaosong opened the door of the nanny car, stuffed Song Juhan in, and then got in himself.

    As soon as the car door closed, those maddening sounds were immediately isolated, and the tense heartstrings of the three people finally relaxed.

    Song Juhan pulled off his clothes and looked at the corner of his eyebrow that had been smashed for some reason. His expression suddenly changed: "Fuck, what idiot did this!"

    He Yi pulled out a piece of tissue to wipe. Song Juhan grabbed it and carefully wiped away the blood along the lower edge of the wound: "Open your eyes, blood is flowing in."

    He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't open his eyes, and his eyelashes kept trembling. Song Juhan used his fingers to open his eyelids, and used a tissue to gently suck the blood out of his eyes. Only then did He feel that the vision in his right eye had returned.

    When Xiaosong started the car and was about to drive away, Song Juhan said, "Don't drive."

    Before either of them could react, Song Juhan suddenly opened the car door. It was too late to stop him, and the crazy wave rushed over again, causing a splitting headache.

    Song Juhan looked past the crazy fans. In such a chaotic scene, he was as calm as a bystander. Finally, his eyes locked on a reporter carrying a camera. He grabbed the bodyguard and said without hesitation: "Take that  Catch someone."

    The bodyguard quickly pushed aside the fans and passed by.

    Song Juhan combed his curly hair with his slender fingers, took a deep breath, and showed a charming smile to his fans: "If you don't go home to sleep so late, what will a group of little girls do if they get wrinkles?" That gentle and caring look  , seems to be the talented singer-songwriter Song Juhan who was created by countless capital, rather than the one he knew for some reason.

    The fans let out screams that could shake the sky.

    ¡°I drank a few glasses of wine with my lovelorn friend today, and I was a little drunk.I don't know if I like him.  Song Juhan is very smart, with high IQ and EQ. Because he has been exposed to this bizarre world since he was a child, he has seen a hundred times more people and incredible things than ordinary people, so there are very few things that can be hidden from his eyes.  But why did he think that he was well hidden and could get so many benefits from being by Song Juhan's side? Song Juhan probably no longer believed that there were people who didn't want those benefits from a very young age.  Or maybe Song Juhan knew it, but he didn't know why he liked him, and how it was different from the likes of other men and women who came and went. After all, everyone liked Song Juhan, even if it was special, for Song Juhan,  I'm afraid it doesn't make any sense.

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