Comprehensive Sims System

"Please come to the stage to receive your prizes!" Honoka raised her hand, shaking the lottery ticket in her hand, and reported the winning number again.

"That...can you give my chance to others?" Girl No. 1 raised her hand and said, "I've already received a gift from Teacher Nangong, so..."

Let's not talk about Nangong Yan's reaction, others can't help but like this girl!

Nangong Yan shrugged: "If this is your own wish..."

"Well... I've decided!"

"Okay, Honoka, draw another card!"

Honoka could only nod.

"No. 302! Huh?"

Everyone: "..."

Even Nicole, the others and Nangong Yan don't know if Honoka's luck is good or not!

It just so happens that these 302 people happen to be fruit fans from the head to the tail, which is considered a different kind of luck, right?

Twenty minutes later, all forty-five T-shirts had been delivered.

Nangong Yan silently added: "There are three sizes of T-shirts, large, medium and small. If you feel that the T-shirt you got is too big or too big, you can exchange it with someone who is also inappropriate."

After that, he didn't care how the group of people exchanged, and focused on signing.

Muse... Nangong Yan told them before the opening, as long as the lottery is over, the nine of them don't need to appear again.

It doesn't matter if they want to go home early or just stay backstage.

And Eri and Nozomi considered that they would easily attract attention if they left early, and it would be troublesome if there was any commotion, so let's wait for the signing event to end in the backstage before walking with Nangong Yan!

For them, Nangong Yan is now synonymous with security.

...

Time passed, during which Goblin and Tongxu sisters also came to visit the class. They not only came to see the situation on behalf of the girls, but also came to deliver bento for Nangong Yan and the others.

Meichun poked her head in the background for a while, watching Nangong Yan greet each fan with a smile, sign, thank you for the support, and say goodbye, and then looked at the number of fans below...

There was silence again.

It was as if she knew Nangong Yan again, every time she saw some new performances of him these days, Meichun's own cognition was refreshed again and again.

Suddenly, she saw Nangong Yan beckoning to the staff standing on the side. In Ayano's words, because she was receiving Goblin and Mafuyu in the background, Nangong Yan can only call someone else now.

Originally, Meichun thought that Nangong Yan was thirsty, so she asked someone to prepare some water for him.

But in the next moment, the staff member who had listened to the past turned a little surprised and looked at Nangong Yan's face again.

Nangong Yan also nodded seriously, and immediately, the staff took out the walkie-talkie and arranged something.

"Sorry, let's continue!" Nangong Yan smiled apologetically at the fans in front of him.

"It's okay..." The fan also shook his head, "Did something happen?"

Nangong Yan paused: "You will know right away."

Fans listened with question marks on their faces, and so did Miharu. Seeing that the staff member finished talking into the walkie-talkie, she didn't take any action. She didn't know what Nangong Yan said.

However, other fans at the scene noticed that there seemed to be two more patrolling guards than the guards just now.

This patrol naturally has its purpose!

Nangong Yan called someone just now because he found a pickpocket, and this person seemed to be very skilled, mingling in the queue, not only the person in front of him, but also the person in front of him and behind him The two of them were also succeeded by him!

No one found out! Except for Nangong Yan...not outside the venue but inside the venue, I really don't know if he is arrogant or confident.

The two patrolling security guards naturally wanted to approach the man in the gray peaked cap as if nothing had happened. Unfortunately, this man was a little too vigilant. His face changed!

"I remembered a very important thing!" After finishing speaking, he wanted to leave.

Nangong Yan took a look and immediately picked up the microphone: "Stop him!"

The security guard stopped pretending and rushed towards the man directly!

Unexpectedly, he nimbly avoided the two security guards!

Nangong Yan was not in a hurry, and just continued: "Sir, you must not be my fan, right? Then you took something that belongs to my fan and want to leave now, isn't it a bit too rude?"

"Thief?!"×N

"No! I didn't!" The man pretended to be calm.

Nangong Yan shook his head slightly: "Well, you said you didn't take it, and I don't have the right to do a mandatory body search..."

Before the man's face showed joy, Nangong Yan continued: "Can you please stand where you are for a while? Everyone in the venue, please check your belongings!"

Nangong Yan smiled playfully: "If someone loses their belongings, then I have the right to ask everyone, and everyone can't leave the venue. At that time, please invite those who have the right to search the body!"

After Nangong Yan finished speaking, everyone started to rummage through their pockets and rummage through their bags.

"Damn! My wallet with 20 pocket money is gone!"

Nangong Yan: "..."

Miharu: "..."

"Pfft~!" Someone still laughed!

I really don't know what to say! Is 20 pocket money a bit miserable?

The face of the suspect in everyone's eyes couldn't help turning dark. Isn't 20 too much? !

"Ahem..." Nangong Yan spoke again, "Um... Has anyone lost any valuables?"

"I lost a cell phone!"

Nangong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the mobile phone is worth asking Nangong Yan to restrict that person from the venue.

"That phone is really useless. I originally planned to go to the place where old phones are recycled after the signing session to see if I can get two stainless steel basins or something..."

Nangong Yan: "???"

Can you stop adding this sentence? !

"Ha~ Pupu!" This really made more people happy!

By the way, is this Mr. Pickpocket a bit miserable?

It's really miserable. Mr. Pickpocket's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot. Now he thinks whether to admit it or not?

The corners of Nangong Yan's mouth twitched: "Has anyone lost a 'more' valuable item?"

He deliberately added the accent on the word "more".

"Ah~! My bracelet is gone!"

It's not glass, is it?

This is the common thought of all...