PUBG Nightmare Player System

Shen Xing sighed heavily and patted his chest, "Oh, brother! I can't tell you how hard it is!"

Ye Lang smiled helplessly, "Maybe I am what you call a working person who lives here."

"I bother."

Everyone pretended to spit at Ye Lang, "Who would believe you?"

"The way you look, you don't look like a part-time worker."

Ye Lang stood there and smiled awkwardly, "I also have troubles that I can't tell you!"

Ye Lang: Why don’t I look like a working man? Can’t handsome people work? Yes, how can a handsome man still be handsome when working? But I am so handsome. There is no way, I am also working for the system.

But Ye Lang is still confused about how expensive the housing prices here can be, making these artists unable to afford them.

After walking outside, everyone except Ye Lang got in, and the car sent by the director left.

Ye Lang stood outside waiting for Xiaoxi to drive over, but the fans were still calling his name crazily.

When the security guard saw the fans looking crazy, he quickly put his hand in front of Ye Lang to protect him, fearing that something would happen to him.

Ye Lang looked at the time. He had just chatted with them so much along the way. It was almost half an hour or almost an hour before the end. Why didn't Xiaoxi come yet?

After a while, he still didn't see his car, and Ye Lang began to curse Xiao Xi silently in his heart.

Ye Lang: Can this Xiao Xi be more reliable? It’s been so long since the show ended and he hasn’t come yet. Did he die somewhere?

Ye Lang stood outside and waited more and more anxiously, but the fans became even more excited because they could watch Ye Lang for more time.

Suddenly a male fan broke out of the security guard and ran in Ye Lang's direction.

When the security guards saw Ye Lang behind him, they immediately surrounded him and caught the male fan.

"Ye Lang, I am your fan, and my wife is also your fan. I want you to sign your autograph for me."

Although that person said so,

The security guards still looked anxious and surrounded Ye Lang tightly.

The fans who were shouting behind them changed from excited expressions to expressions of surprise and panic.

Ye Lang saw the captured male fan through the gap between the tall and powerful security guards in front.

The male fan still wanted to rush forward desperately, holding a notebook and pen in his hand, and kept saying the same sentence.

But the security guard was trying hard to push him back, pushing her as far as possible from Ye Lang.

Ye Lang saw that the male fan's expression was very anxious, and he didn't look like an excited person.

Ye Lang also saw the horrified expressions on their faces. After all, they couldn't afford to pay for hurting an artist.

Ye Lang looked in the direction they came from, but there was no sign of his car. Xiao Xi didn't contact him to tell him what was going on, so he asked her to wait here and encountered these things.

"Ye Lang, can you sign your name for me? Just sign your name for me. I don't have any intentions."

The male fan was shouting desperately, holding a pen and a piece of paper in his hand and passing them forward.

Ye Lang looked at the paper in his hand carefully. It was not a piece of paper, but a photo.

"Ye Lang, I just want you to sign it for me and give it to my wife."

Ye Lang looked at the male fan being pushed back by the security guard, looking anxious, with tears in his eyes.

Ye Lang: As the saying goes, men don't shed tears lightly. This male fan was so anxious that he shed tears just to get an autograph from him to give to his wife. Is my autograph so important to him?

So, Ye Lang said to the tall and powerful security guards standing in front of him: "Security brother, ask her what she wants to do?"

The security guard said with disdain: "Oh, Mr. Ye Lang, the fans are so excited, what else can we do for it, other than to get your signatures? We encounter this kind of thing a lot."

"But he looks like it's important to him."

"Oh, fans are like this, and some fans will be overly excited like him."

But seeing the tears in the male fan's eyes, Ye Lang suddenly felt pity.

And the male fan was very strong. He was pushed forward by two security guards, but he was still able to rush forward.

Ye Lang saw that he had been in a stalemate with the security guard and felt that it would not work if it continued like this. This was another matter that made a fuss for the media.

The fans at the back were all looking at this scene in surprise, with very worried expressions on their faces. Some were urging the male fan to come back, and the more excited ones were scolding him.

But the male fan still refused to listen and desperately wanted to come in Ye Lang's direction.

"Forget it, help me, brother, go get the paper and pen in his hand. I'll just sign it for him, so as to avoid such a fuss here."

The security guard standing in front looked at Ye Lang as if he was sure.

Ye Lang nodded, "Go! Go and get it. After you sign it for him, he won't make trouble here."

"Teacher Ye Lang, I advise you not to give it up. If you give him an autograph now, many fans will follow his method to get your autograph in the future."

After Ye Lang pondered for a while, he was about to be persuaded by the security guard, but seeing the male fan with tears in his eyes and desperately trying to get his autograph, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

Ye Lang finally made a decision, "Forget it, go get it! Not every fan is like him."

Although Brother Gang was very confused about what Ye Lang thought, he still stepped forward to help him get it.

The male fan came over and took the paper and pen in his hand, and excitedly handed them to the security guard, his eyes shining, "Thank you, Teacher Ye Lang, thank you security guard brother."

After Ye Lang received the paper and pen handed over by the security guard, he saw that the photo above was the first photo of him during the live broadcast.

Ye Lang saw the photo and felt a pang in his heart. It seemed that this fan was the first to support him.

Ye Lang suddenly felt a sense of gratitude in his heart.

After signing, the security guard wanted to take the photo in his hand, but was stopped by Ye Lang, "I'll take it to him myself."

The security guard showed a panic expression at this time, "Teacher Ye Lang, I'd better take it over!"

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