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Chapter 137 A Weibo Blocks Several Streets(2/3)

Yang Ruoxue also cast a grateful look.

She also neglected this matter.

A group of people headed towards the Taekwondo gym.

But it was blocked before we arrived.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned and looked at Lu Xian who was driving.

"It's blocked!"

The co-pilot, Wantong, said calmly.

In big cities, traffic jams are inevitable.

But now it’s past the rush hour for work!

"Ask, if something happened?" Zhang Yu said.

There were nearly thirty people in their group, so naturally they could not travel in one car.

And their car is not in the front either.

If there is any traffic accident, traffic jam is normal.

"What a good thing you did!" Wantong said.

"What does it have to do with me!" Zhang Yu was confused, then seemed to think of something, and said in surprise, "No way?"

"That's the fact." Wantong said, "Your Weibo has blocked several streets in Zhonghai!"

Zhang Yu:......

"So exaggerated?"

Yang Ruoxue stretched her head and looked outside the car, and then couldn't help but say.

What is the concept of blocking several streets?

This influence is not ordinary!

"It's not an exaggeration at all!" Wantong said, "Now, there is a sea of ​​people outside the Taekwondo gym."

Zhang Yu took the phone and looked at it, then couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

It’s really crowded!

Among other things, a lot of police officers came to maintain order.

There are many media outlets for live broadcasts.

Zhang Yu handed the phone back to Wantong, but he was thinking about what to do now.

Waiting for the traffic police to sort out the traffic?

Or just get off the car and walk there?

"Hey, do you have a hot-searched physique?" Wantong swiped his phone and suddenly said, "You kicked the gym and caused congestion in several streets near the Taekwondo Alliance, so you directly landed on the hot search."

Zhang Yu:......

How many streets were blocked? Is it really my fault?

I just posted on Weibo and played a game.

Who would have thought that in addition to media reporters, it would also attract so many melon-eating people?

Zhang Yu glanced at Wantong, who was scrolling through his mobile phone, and the surprise that arose in his heart disappeared in an instant.

One leaf can reveal autumn.

This guy Wantong caught a plane from Yanjing and came here to watch the excitement, but what about the local melon-eating people in Zhonghai?

Zhang Shisan plays in the Taekwondo League again, which is very exciting just thinking about it.

I regret not being in Xiangjiang last time!

I missed it last time, so I can’t miss it this time!

"You said, how many days have you occupied the top ten of the hot search list?" Wantong said while scrolling through his mobile phone, "You are not giving other people in the circle a way to survive!"

The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched.

Anyone who works in the entertainment industry doesn’t want to be trending every day.

I just want to get there but can't.

Zhang Yu wanted to do it before, but now she really doesn’t want to.

This really isn't Versailles.

You know your own suffering.

Just like everyone in the industry wants to be famous, but after becoming famous, they realize that there is too much pain that is difficult to describe.

"If you want to be on the hot search, I can help you!" Zhang Yu curled her lips and said.

Wantong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yu, then said: "Forget it, I keep a low profile and I won't say anything."

Help me get on the hot search, this guy must be holding back his bad intentions.

Of course, Wantong has no intention of becoming a hot search topic.

"Waiting for the traffic police to clear the way? Or..." Wantong continued, "Judging from the news on the Internet, it may be difficult to walk together for a while. There are many people and cars, and the traffic jam is a bit severe. There are also many traffic police

We're coming here for support. There's also a lot of security coming."

"Let's go over there!"

Zhang Yu thought for a while and said.

He was not an impatient person, but he was still somewhat unwilling to let him wait in the car for some time.

You've got the job done, why waste your time here?

Zhang Yu got out of the car and was quickly recognized by passers-by.

Someone wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the security personnel hired by Wantong.

If someone opens the way, it will be much more convenient.

It was fine at the beginning, but as we approached the Taekwondo Alliance, it became increasingly difficult.

There are more and more people, and more and more people want to come forward.

There are also many media reporters who want to interview Zhang Yu regardless of their intentions.

Zhang Yu naturally ignored those reporters.

At this time, if you respond, then they will just stop talking.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"Victorious!"

"success!"

"success!"

...

Along the way, Zhang Yu was naturally encouraged by many people.

After all, this is my home court!

Zhang Yu's heart inevitably felt warm.

The Taekwondo gym was also crowded with people, and just like outside, there were police officers to maintain order.

The people in the Taekwondo gym obviously didn't chase people away and couldn't.

Too much.

They were ready at this time.

When Zhang Yu arrived, the scene was noisy for a moment, but it soon became quiet again.

"I wonder who the master is?" Zhang Yu stepped forward and said.

He has no interest in talking nonsense to the person in charge here and calls it a day.

We are all here to play, so being polite seems hypocritical.

As soon as Zhang Yu finished speaking, a person walked out from the opposite side.

That man was far less tall than the one in Xiangjiang, and even shorter than Zhang Yu.

He's not tall and he certainly doesn't look thin.

Maybe he is a person who wears clothes to look thin and takes off his clothes to show his flesh.
To be continued...
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