A heartthrob? Here you go!

Facing these sincere and adoring eyes, Yu Ge said calmly: "No, do I look like her?"

The lively girl was even more surprised: "Are you really not that person?" She took out the photo, carefully compared it with the picture, repeatedly looked up and down to confirm, and muttered to herself.

"Isn't it? Really?"

She stared at Yu Ge's face and murmured, "They are so similar, exactly the same."

Yu Ge calmly let her look at him, and even took the initiative to invite her: "Do you want to take a photo? I went out this morning and bought the same model of bicycle as soon as I saw it on the hot search."

"I'll charge you three hundred per ticket, and you can also help me promote my internet celebrity career that I'm about to start."

The girl took a step back upon hearing this, thinking she had concealed the contempt in her eyes, and said with a twitch of her lips: "No, no need."

How can a fake photo be worth showing off?

It really doesn't seem to be her.

The girl walked over to her friend regretfully and whispered.

"How is it? Is it her?"

"No, it was just a passerby who looked like me and asked me for money."

"Ah? Want money? That's definitely not her. I saw an analysis online yesterday and I felt that she was a role model of a hard-working, modest civilian. I really hope to meet her."

As the sound of their conversation spread, the number of eyes paying attention to them decreased, but there were still some people holding the photos and looking at them hesitantly.

Yu Ge looked away nonchalantly and sighed, as if regretting the failure of his career as an internet celebrity.

This time there were even fewer gazes left, only the burning gazes behind him.

Yu Ge pretended to look back casually and met a pair of watery eyes.

The moment their eyes met, the young man's eyes lit up and curved into crescents.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The beautiful and graceful young man moved slightly, moved to the back seat of Yu Ge's bicycle, and asked shyly: "Are you going back to school?"

Liu Yu's beautiful and graceful appearance attracted many people's attention. Seeing that someone was looking at Yu Ge with inquiring eyes, Yu Ge turned his head, pulled the zipper back to the top, and said in a muffled voice:

"You have the wrong person, I don't know you."

The coat was carefully tugged at, followed by a gentle and questioning inquiry: "Then did the reporters behind you also make a mistake?"

When Yu Ge heard this, he suddenly turned around and looked—

Wow, so many reporters!

A group of cameramen wearing short-sleeved shirts and long pants for easy movement, carrying cameras and other reporters wearing formal suits and holding microphones, came in a mighty procession.

They even ignored the fact that the green light had not yet come on, and just stared at Yu Ge and walked as fast as possible.

The reporter at the front noticed Yu Ge's gaze and immediately quickened his pace excitedly, his legs moving very fast.

The reporters behind saw this and knew that their headlines were about to be snatched away by others, which was unacceptable, so they immediately quickened their pace to overtake the reporters in front.

The two sides chased each other and immediately formed a situation of running on the road.

Someone nearby asked curiously, "What are these reporters doing here? I haven't heard of any press conferences around here."

However, there was a careful person who shifted his gaze back to Yu Ge, calmly turned on the camera of the communicator and aimed it at Yu Ge.

The girl looked at Yu Ge in surprise and doubt, hesitating whether to go forward.

Yu Ge quickly looked around at the road conditions and was about to ride away when the back seat suddenly became heavy and Liu Yu sat on it.

Yu Ge was startled, and just as he was about to ask him to get off, a pair of soft, white arms wrapped around Yu Ge's waist from behind, and Liu Yu said softly:

"I know a way to get rid of them."

"Turn right here."

Time was urgent and Yu Ge had no time to argue with Liu Yu. He pushed his foot, turned the front of the car, and merged directly into the traffic heading to the right.

The reporters behind saw this and became very emotional.

The risk has been taken, how can we return empty-handed?

A group of people rushed across the road and chased after him like crazy.

The huge crowd immediately disrupted the order on the road. The shrill sound of car horns continued, countless curses echoed on the road, and the scene was in chaos.

Someone immediately took a photo and uploaded it to the platform.

[Oh my god, the reporters are chasing after Yu Ge to interview him desperately.]

[Love can also blow you up]

[I was at the scene, and saw someone who looked like Yu Ge. I approached him and asked him. He said he was an internet celebrity and wanted 300 yuan for a photo. I looked down on him. I left and another good-looking guy approached and chatted with him for a few words. He left with the guy. The next second, I saw a group of reporters crossing the road to chase the guy.]

[Liu Yuyuge's side view] [Street reporter photo]

The number of comments below quickly soared.

[Wow, this is really beautiful, I really like it! ]

[Look at the trending search, that is Yu Ge, is she such an interesting person? So down to earth.]

[But didn’t she consider that this could easily lead to a traffic accident? Would she die if she stopped to interview him?]

[The one above, go to Xuzhou, and sit at the seat of the Buddha.]

Yu Ge looked back while riding and saw that the group of reporters behind him were still chasing him closely, and the cameramen were also running wildly on the road carrying equipment weighing dozens of kilograms.

Yu Ge suddenly thought that he had traveled to a post-apocalyptic zombie novel.

"Turn left ahead."

Clear words came from behind, and then Yu Ge felt a soft and hot touch on his spine, which made Yu Ge and the whole bicycle shake violently.

"Don't hold me, sit up straight."

Liu Yu buried her face deeper, hugged him tighter, took a deep breath, sniffed the clean scent of soap, and blushed unseen on her cheeks. She couldn't help but cough lightly to suppress her charming panting, and said:

"Behind us... reporters are filming us."

When Yu Ge heard this, he turned around and looked back. The red lights on the rear cameras were all on and the scene was in chaos.

A speeding vehicle brushed past the reporter's shoulder, knocking him to the ground and almost dragging him under the car.

Despite this, she still stood up tenaciously and continued to chase after him.

I'm sorry, this kind of professionalism is something that even zombies can't compare to.

Seeing the chaos behind him, Yu Ge realized that this group of reporters would not give up until they reached the Yellow River.

It would be too embarrassing to run any further.

When she reached another intersection, she made a quick decision to turn, got onto the sidewalk, and rode towards the square in the distance.

Yu Ge stopped her bike, pedaled the rear wheel kickstand with one foot to park the bike by the side of the road, pulled down Liu Yu who was leaning against her softly, and said very quickly:

"Stand still, don't follow me."

Then Yu Ge looked around and strode to the high platform on the side of the square. While calming his breath, he quietly waited for the arrival of the media army.

The media came running over, all of them sweating and panting. When they saw Yu Ge standing on the podium, their eyes lit up immediately and they rushed over without even bothering to tidy up their clothes.

Yu Ge held onto the railing of the platform with his hands, watching the reporters run from the road to the curved sunken square, and then climb up the steps on both sides of the platform.

In the distance is the boundless blue sky. After all, this is Upstate, the power center of the entire United States of America. Heavy industries and other heavily polluting industries are unlikely to appear here and in its surroundings.

Therefore, civilians in remote urban areas of Upstate can also enjoy the luxury of blue skies.

While gazing into the distance, Yu Ge took off the equipment that was called sun protection but was actually a disguise, and casually hung it on the railing.

Okay, what should I say later to turn passivity into initiative?

The media rushed to the platform and saw a thin figure wearing short-sleeved shirt and long pants, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind her, the girl turned around and waved: "Good morning——"

"Mourning...media friends."

丧？

Although the reporters felt that the pause was a bit strange, they did not have time to think about it. They tacitly surrounded Yu Ge, quickly tidied their appearance, and rushed forward with the microphone.

More than a dozen microphones were squeezed in front of Yu Ge, and everyone was pushing and shoving each other, refusing to give in.

Behind them were photographers dressed casually, forming a double encirclement, with their black cameras held high, aimed at Yu Ge like cannons.

Yu Ge said with a smile: "Don't crowd, everyone, come one by one."

"First, each person needs to pay 2,000 yuan for the interview. Cash only."