Chapter 979 Salty Pork Knuckle

The government departments have to start to clean up the mess, strengthen security patrols, management, increase the number of trains, etc...

Regarding these, Fangzheng didn't know yet, he only knew that he regretted going down the mountain! Because at the bottom of the mountain, it is simply impossible to move an inch!

It's not that there are so many people, but...

"Fangzheng host, why don't you give me a doctor?"

"Fangzheng hosts, how about taking a picture together?"

"Oh, this is Fangzheng hosting? I am more handsome than the photo!"

"Fang Zheng, host, can I interview you?"

...

Faced with overwhelming questions, Fangzheng suddenly realized that it is useless for him to spread his tongue, no matter how powerful his mouth is, he can't reply to so many people at the same time!

But Fangzheng was still patient, answering one by one. Seeing this scene, people who maintained the order of the scene immediately ran over, blocking the crowd for a little space, so that Fangzheng would not be squeezed too badly.

At the same time, a man leaned over and said in a low voice: "Fangzheng is the host, the scene is too chaotic, you don't need to go down the mountain at all. Also, you don't have to answer their questions one by one, just do what you have to do. Otherwise, you won't be able to reply at all. "

Of course Fangzheng knew that what he said was right, but he still shook his head and said, "The poor monk knows, but the poor monk doesn't have much to do right now, so it's better to answer it. Although the poor monk has a little fame, being famous doesn't mean that the poor monk has too much to do. It means that others must know you and must come to say hello. This is not a question of equal signs, only out of love will let them come forward to say hello.

People respect poor monks, but poor monks can't just turn around and leave without respecting them, right? "

Hearing this, the man was obviously taken aback, and said with a wry smile: "Fangzheng host, you are really special. But you don't know how scary it is for fans to go crazy. If you really answer here one by one, don't even think about it today." What are you doing? I used to do security for celebrities, and those celebrities were willing to interact with fans at the beginning, but when the number of fans reached a certain level, there was really no way to continue to interact. First of all, you couldn’t answer the questions they asked. Secondly , people will gather more and more, and finally block the traffic and affect the lives of others. So everyone chooses to pass quickly on this occasion..."

Fangzheng nodded and said, "They did the right thing, but the poor monk is different."

"Why?" The other party didn't understand. Aren't they all famous people? What can be different? Is being a monk different from other people? This is a bit of a joke, right?

Fangzheng looked up at the top of the mountain bitterly and said: "There is a saying that if you run away, monks can't run away from the temple..."

Hearing this, the man was obviously stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing, nodded repeatedly and said: "Understood, it's really different. He disappeared as soon as he got in the car, you... really have nowhere to go run."

Fangzheng smiled helplessly, and then said: "So, let's do it this way. You don't have to worry about the poor monk, and the poor monk should be fine here. Besides, the poor monk also has Dharma protectors."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng looked at his guardian lone wolf, but his face turned black when he saw it!

I saw the big white dog surrounded by a group of girls, hugging their necks and waists one by one, rubbing their heads for pictures, and stuffing him with food from time to time. This guy was eating, and he didn't want any morals, and his demeanor of a wolf king, and his demeanor of a law protector were all thrown into the sky. He even cooperated with those girls, acting coquettishly, sticking out his tongue, doing somersaults...

Seeing this, the man asked, "Host, are you sure?"

Fangzheng just felt that he couldn't hold his face anymore, it was too embarrassing! However, he still had a cheeky face and insisted: "It's okay, the benefactor can go to work."

The man nodded, he was indeed very busy, there were people everywhere, and it was only his hand that could spare one hand.

So the man left.

As a result, as soon as the man left, reporters, patients, and tourists all around flocked to him. Fang Zheng just put his palms together and proclaimed a Buddha's name.

As a result, before he raised his hand, he was held back by someone, and then a girl leaned over and shouted, "Master, let's take a photo together!"

Fangzheng was stunned, what is this? Do you throw yourself into your arms?

After taking the photo, the girl said to Fang Zheng with a happy face: "Thank you, Master, I love you!"

Fangzheng was about to cry, he was held hands, thrown into his arms, and molested! This shit... This is forcing the Sa family to return to vulgarity and catch demons!

Before Fangzheng could react, another man came over and came over: "Shall we take a picture together, Master?"

Then the man raised his scissors hands in front of Fang Zheng!

The black lines on Fangzheng's face, can the scissors not block the poor monk's handsome face?

However, this is only the beginning of the suffering. Taking pictures here, someone asks questions over there, and this question has not been answered yet, and another question is asked over there.

You speak to me, under the indiscriminate bombardment, Fangzheng only feels the world is spinning, and there is a feeling that he will immediately ascend to the world of bliss.

At this moment, someone touched his bald head!

Fangzheng turned around suddenly, only to see people behind him, and he didn't know who was playing tricks!

This seemed to be just the beginning, someone touched him, and immediately someone followed him, hooked his shoulders, touched his hands, patted his back, touched his bald head... What's more, someone touched his butt! This is unbearable, but Fangzheng is also very helpless, he can't avoid it! Want to cry but have no tears!

At that moment, a picture flashed in Fangzheng's mind. There was a cabinet in a certain scenic spot. touch……"

Thinking of this, Fangzheng's head is going black!

At this moment, a hand suddenly came in, pulled Fangzheng and pulled it out, and then someone shouted: "Master, help, someone is dying! There is a man who is about to give birth! Let everyone make way, Master!" Go save people!"

Fangzheng was taken aback, saving people? Someone died? A man is about to give birth? What is this mess? What the hell? At that moment, his eyes became much clearer, and when he looked up, he happened to see someone's face, and the one who pulled him to run away turned out to be the filthy queen Zhu Lin whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

Obviously, those onlookers were also confused by Zhu Lin's statement that the man was about to give birth. They didn't realize it for a while, and subconsciously gave way, and just let Zhu Lin pull Fang Zheng away. When everyone came back to their senses, they suddenly realized that something was wrong!

It's a pity that it was too late, Fangzheng had already run away, and everyone was helpless.

The two ran out of the village all the way, ran directly into the small woods behind, found a pavilion for receiving tourists and sat down.

Zhu Lin laid down carelessly on it, and shouted, "Oh my God...it's so tiring to run in the snow. Master, tell me, how can you thank me!"

Fangzheng sat on the side and stared at Zhu Lin, and asked, "Where were you just now?"