I’m Really a Superstar

The shouts of abuse in the street were like thunder.

The shouting was so loud that people in the hotel opposite heard it.

Xiao Wang lay down on the window and took a look, his face turned pale, "No! There are people here again! Oh my god! Why are there so many people today!"

"What?"

"not good!"

"This is how to do?"

"What did Director Zhang do again?"

"Ah, look at the Internet! Director Zhang has scolded more than a hundred Japanese celebrities!"

"What did you say?"

"More than a hundred?"

"Holy shit!"

"What is Director Zhang doing?"

Ha Qiqi looked anxious. Although Zhang Ye told them to leave it alone and mind their own business and not go to him, as the external person in charge of Zhang Ye's studio, how could Ha Qiqi sit still? At this time, everything else is secondary. The main issue is Director Zhang’s safety. Who guarantees this?

So, Ha Qiqi immediately said to Yang Shu: "Xiao Yang, hurry up and go to Director Zhang!"

Yang Shu said, "Senior brother asked me to protect you and never leave you."

Xiao Wang shouted: "Oh, when did this happen? Why are you protecting us?"

Xiao Sun also said anxiously: "Yes, Director Zhang's safety comes first. If these people rush in, who will be responsible for Director Zhang's safety? Sister Yang, go quickly!"

Brother's safety?

Yang Shu glanced out of the window, curled her lips, and said disdainfully: "These people can't even get close to my senior brother."

Everyone rolled their eyes and thought to themselves, why are you bragging to Director Zhang at this time? Thousands of people can't get close to Director Zhang? Do you think he is a magician and can attack in groups?

But only Yang Shu knew that for the martial arts masters of Zhang Ye and Rao Aimin's level, it was no longer a matter of numbers. There was no use in having more people. His senior brother could knock down three of these ordinary people with one slap and make them lie down for twenty or thirty. Personally, no one dares to rush up. It depends on the number of people and ordinary people to "pile to death" a martial arts master of her senior brother's level.

It's only theoretically possible, but in fact it's nonsense.

…

Asakusa Hotel.

upstairs.

Zhang Ye opened the window and sat there with a calm expression.

Get the phone.

read comics.

Have some tea.

And the bottom has exploded!

"Zhang Ye!"

"Where is he!"

"It's him!"

"Damn! Finally found it!"

"He didn't run away!"

"This bastard!"

"Come out! Who do you think is sick?"

"You are the one who is sick! You are going crazy!"

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

"Get out of Japan!"

Few people have experienced the scene of thousands of people yelling angrily. This kind of scene is difficult to describe even in words. The hotel door, the back door, and the three surrounding streets are all densely packed with heads and figures. The police cars came quickly, one after another. Four or five cars were pulled out. However, when the dozen or so police officers who came down saw the crowd at the scene, they were all dumbfounded and gasped. They stood in the rioting crowd and could not even hear their own shouts. As soon as I shouted a few times for everyone to go back, I was drowned out by angry curses. There were too many people!

Call support now!

The police were also panicked!

Not to mention the people in the hotel!

The two tour groups were stunned as soon as they arrived. Their bus couldn't even open the hotel door and was blocked on the third street outside.

The tour guide was so scared.

The driver was stunned.

"this--"

"what's up?"

"fight?"

"How can we live here?"

"Back off!"

"Yes, yes, we don't live here!"

"We are traveling, not risking our lives!"

Several buses made a quick decision and immediately turned around and returned to the original route!

Inside the hotel.

The phone was off the hook!

"President, the tour group has canceled the room!"

"President, the British team has also quit!"

"President, these are all complaint calls!"

"What should I do now? What should I do?"

The president shouted with a dark face: "Calm down, calm down! Don't worry, the police are here and the situation is under control. Close the door quickly and find a few young and strong employees to block the door. No one can Once you let me in, they will scold you and don’t dare to mess around!”

The situation was deadlocked.

One minute.

five minutes.

People are still coming in waves!

Someone came, and someone came with his family to denounce Zhang Ye!

Cars from media and TV stations were also parked all around. Reporters got out of the car in shock and looked at the scene in front of them. After living for so long and being reporters for so many years, this was the first time for them to see them. Some reporters looked up at the building. Zhang Ye, who was on top, also started to curse!

In Japan, Zhang Ye has become the one everyone shouts about!

Japanese media.

Japanese star.

Japanese people.

Everyone hates it so much that their teeth itch!

Scolding our stars in our country? Scolding each other one by one? Is it enough to scold you for just one day? And you scolded me for two days in a row? Did you come back today after scolding you yesterday?

There is no such thing!

There is no such thing as you!

But no one outside could get in. The police guarded the door and the hotel staff closed the door. Although the scene was huge and there were many rioters, things seemed to be ending just like yesterday. However, at this moment, Zhang Ye, who was in front of the window upstairs, suddenly put down his phone and glanced down for the first time.

Then he said something.

It was said in Japanese.

Zhang Ye said: "Come to me if you have any trouble! Don't smash up other people's hotels!"

Hearing this, the president almost fell down!

Zhang Ye!

My **** ancestor!

There is nothing wrong with what he said, and there really is nothing wrong with it. Everyone was originally here to attack Zhang Ye, and they had no intention of destroying the hotel. However, these words came out of Zhang Ye's mouth with "good intentions" and immediately became a trigger. , instantly ignited the angry crowd outside the hotel, and everyone screamed!

boom!

A loud bang!

A stone hit the hotel glass. It was originally intended to be thrown at Zhang Ye's window upstairs, but it was too high and no one could throw it up. As a result, a glass on the third floor was broken. There were still people living inside, and the glass was broken. , the room suddenly heard screams and curses from the residents!

The policeman was stunned, "Stop! Stop!"

If there is one, there are two; if there are two, there are three!

"Smash him!"

"Smash!"

"Everyone, come on!"

boom!

The second sound rang!

The third sound!

The fourth sound!

Many people pick up things next to them and throw them up!

Some throw eggs!

Some people threw bricks!

Some throw away instant noodles!

Zhang Ye's words were so despicable, it was as if his wickedness had reached his grandma's house. Many people had never thought of destroying a hotel, but when he reminded them, they all exploded!

boom!

when!

Boom!

The hotel has become a battlefield!

People outside are shouting and killing!

The guests in the hotel were in a panic!

"Idiot!"

"Who broke in the slippers!"

"Nah! Whose sanitary napkin!"

"Nasi, why are you hitting me?"

What a mess!

All hell breaks loose!

The hotel staff are lifeless!

The president plopped down and sat on the ground with a dull look on his face!

It’s over!

It's over now!