After going down the mountain, I have a love story to Marshal Cyclonus

"Guard, check him."

When the words fell to the ground, everyone's eyes fell on Fu Yuanzhi.

Suspicion, doubt, and sympathetic eyes fell on the young man.

Without changing his face, Fu Yuanzhi calmly handed over the brain to the guard.

With a straight face, the guard took out the scanning device and pointed it at the smart brain on Fu Yuanzhi's wrist.

His eyes turned on Fu Yuanzhi's face, this face can only be regarded as handsome, the only redeeming feature is probably the eyes, shining like black stones, and the bright galaxy flows slowly in it, just look at it for a while A few glances make one feel calm.

The guard's head was dizzy, and he stared at his brain. His browsing speed was very slow, and he looked very careful, but in fact he didn't see much information.

After 2 minutes, the guard raised his head slowly: "The identity is correct, and the review has passed."

Fu Yuanzhi blinked, his thick eyelashes fluttered like a fluttering butterfly, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he withdrew his wrist, "Thank you."

He turned to the direction of the carriage, showing his face openly, his eyes fell on the opened curtains, and his eyes were piercing.

It seemed to be waiting for a response, but the answer he did was to draw down the curtain.

The carriage drove in, with a sense of haste.

He shrugged, walked up to Jenny and entered the castle with him.

Jenny rubbed against him and whispered, "Hey, you passed the review."

The identity certificate she made herself knows best what kind of review she can pass, and she can only fool the ordinary guards. If she checks one by one in detail, she will definitely not be able to pass it, so she is surprised.

Fu Yuanzhi's voice was casual: "Maybe he is lazy and doesn't want to watch it." His eyes wandered around, trying to catch the figure of Ares.

But Jenny nodded: "That's right, do you know who that person was just now? It's just Clark's son, Eve, who's good at selling his ass."

"Sell...?" The God of Fu Yuan stopped talking.

Jenny saw that he didn't know, and said in detail: "Yes, he has an affair with Prince Garcia, and the invitation letter to get the birthday party of the Duke of Gena must be from Garcia. The two are very good. He was about to become conjoined twins, and Garcia chased him so much that he almost forgot his last name and everything, he took all the benefits, but he didn't allow others to say, it smells so strong of white lotus."

"But next time you see him, remember to stay away from him, and be careful not to offend him. After all, now that you are a relative of the emperor, should we bow our heads or have to bow our heads, understand?"

Fu Yuanzhi nodded, "Understood."

"Does everyone else think so?" he asked.

Jenny: "Are you talking about those on StarNet? 80.00% think so, and the remaining 20.00% are loyal supporters of Prince Garcia. No one is allowed to say that Garcia is not good at all."

Fu Yuanzhi really didn't expect that the public saw Eve in this way, which was completely different from what he heard in school.

A brand new idea popped up in my mind.

He thought about it, and decided on the rest when he went back.

The two walked while talking, and soon arrived at the exhibition hall of the birthday party.

They came neither early nor late, and there were many people in the exhibition hall, chatting in twos and threes.Fu Yuan glanced over, and Clake Eve and the others were among them.

The two handed in the invitation letter, and the waiter respectfully invited the two to enter the exhibition hall after checking it.

Clark and Eve are communicating with another middle-aged man.But it didn't seem to be going well, even if the middle-aged man tried to hide it, the arrogant attitude was revealed from his expression and eyes.

Fu Yuanzhi stood in the corner and watched for a while, and found out the predicament of the two of them. The nobles with identities were unwilling to communicate with them, and some other minor nobles were enthusiastic, but this Clark was unwilling again.

The teenager could see clearly that it was all for Garcia's sake.

He struck a conclusion in his mind.

Jenny ordered two glasses of champagne, handed him a glass, and stood beside him and said: "Although we specialize in shooting marshals, there are so many big shots here, so the opportunity is rare. We can take as many photos as we can, and we can Sell ​​it for a good price, and it’s best to pick a handsome one.”

She took a sip and added another sentence: "Shoot the bloody ones too."

Fu Yuan didn't know how to answer her for a while, and finally blocked his mouth with champagne.

The champagne didn't taste as good as it looked, it slipped into the throat and was astringent and burning.

Fu Yuanzhi frowned, took a sip and stopped drinking.

He glanced at the busy Jenny, put down the champagne after thinking about it, and picked up his camera to take pictures.

Unfortunately,

Fu Yuanzhi looked at the photo in front of the camera with a sullen face, it was blurred into a ball, and he could only vaguely distinguish who was who from the color ball.

His expression was unpredictable, and Jenny looked at the camera in his hand: "How was the shooting?"

Fu Yuanzhi turned sideways, blocked the camera lens, and his face remained normal: "It's okay, I need to take a few more pictures."

Jenny: "Oh, that's fine, you can show me the finished product after the banquet."

"En." The young man nodded. Could it be that he couldn't take a good-looking picture after the banquet took so long?

……

Half an hour later, Fu Yuanzhi squatted in a small remote corner outside the exhibition hall, dejected, with his fingers drooping in the corner, his face full of lovelessness.

He recognized it, he really couldn't take good-looking pictures!

What else can the camera do in his hands besides being used as a brick to hit people? !

there is none left!

He was especially depressed when suddenly a low voice came from the side.

"Is everything ready?"

"Don't worry about my work."

"Aris is coming later, everything must be exactly the same, do you understand?!"

Fu Yuanzhi's breath stopped, he pressed his body lower, and quietly turned on the recording function of his brain.

"Yeah, I know, the third-floor lounge has already prepared a camera, as long as he does something with the omega, he will definitely lose his wings."

"I also added some to the water, he is not a spiritual sea..."

As the sound faded away, Fu Yuanzhi dared to raise his head, and quickly took a picture of the two people's backs. To prevent mistakes, he took continuous pictures, and at least one picture was clear.

Fu Yuanzhi took the evidence and ran away quickly, wanting to tell Ares not to come, but just as he raised his wrist, he remembered that his brain had changed, and his piece was still in the hotel clothes.

The line of his lips was straightened, and he walked calmly into the exhibition hall. Only a few steps away from the exhibition hall, a man's figure suddenly appeared at the door.

Ares is still wearing a black military uniform today. There is a medal on the right arm and chest of the dark robe, which is a symbol of the highest military rank. Even General Sandy, who is usually sour, has to bow his head and salute.

No matter how many people discuss Ares in private, on the surface they have to be kind to Ares, smiling and greeting with a smile, although Ares does not respond to all of them.

No one will disrespect Ares, not only his identity, but also the murderous aura that the man carries without concealing it, like a sharp gun, flashing with silver light, piercing through the gray dust and thick Smelly and rotten.

It's unbelievable.

They held their breath, watching the man lift up his straight and slender legs wrapped in military trousers, and the shiny uppers reflected everyone's ugly and embarrassing faces.They couldn't help shrinking their necks and smiling embarrassingly.

The Duke of Gener came to meet him, with a warm smile on his face: "The marshal has been waiting for you. He is a busy man. You don't usually come to the banquet. My daughter has wanted to meet you for a long time."

Admiral Shan Di said from the side: "That can't be said. You don't know how busy the military department is every day. You can see how much weight I have lost after staying in the military department for so long."

Duke Gener glanced at his swollen belly, "That's right."

The two sang together and welcomed Ares in.

Ares's complexion has not changed, not even a single color, and everyone followed his footsteps, like stars and moons, and those who didn't know thought he was the birthday star.

The fingers of the man wearing the hood slightly lowered the brim of the hat, and the pure white fabric showed a pale golden light under the light.The indifferent eyes swept across the faces, and the eyes couldn't make any waves.

He stood silently in the center of the exhibition hall, just to shine in the dazzling lights, and countless people followed him one after another.

This is one of the reasons why Fu Yuanzhi likes Ares.

But the people present had their own ulterior motives. The more they saw this power, the more frightened they became.

There was still a while before the banquet started, and the melodious background music echoed in the exhibition hall. Ares found a place to sit down. Everyone looked at each other and wanted to sit next to him to get closer, but people pushed me and pushed you, but nothing happened. People dare to step forward.

Fu Yuanzhi seized the opportunity and approached him.

"Hello, Your Excellency Marshal, I'm Bell, a reporter from Interstellar Entertainment, may I ask you a few questions and take a photo?"

Jenny squatted on the side and secretly took pictures. She never thought that Fu Yuanzhi would go up for an interview. Didn't he know that the marshal never accepts interviews? !

It's over, isn't it, her invitation letter was for nothing!

Jenny's shoulders were slumped, and she raised the camera to take ten consecutive shots. She was about to be invited out anyway, so it was better to take a few more photos before that.

Fu Yuanzhi shook the camera in his hand, blinking at him.

Ares pursed the corners of his lips, with a little smile in his eyes, and ran over without pretending.Sure enough, you can't stay at home?

He nodded slightly, "Okay."

Fu Yuanzhi said happily, "Then can we interview in a quieter place?"

"No, just pick a quiet place."

Ares got up and walked towards the corner.

Fu Yuan was taken aback, he wanted to talk to him alone so that others could hear him!

The teenager tried to stop the man's pace, but unfortunately the man didn't pay attention.

The two finally sat down on the sofa in the corner.

Everyone's eyes followed the two of them closely. Although they didn't agree to Fu Yuanzhi's separate interview, it was unprecedented to be able to accept the interview, okay?

But Fu Yuanzhi, one of the protagonists who was surprised by everyone, didn't think so. He sat depressedly opposite Ares, eager to tell Ares.

The latter was still there, holding a glass of white water and shaking it gently.

"let's start."

What started? At first, it was just to find an excuse to let Ares come out with him, but now so many ears are listening, what can he say?

However, the interview still had to bite the bullet in the end.

"Hello, Your Excellency Marshal, I have a few questions I want to ask you." Fu Yuanzhi saw the eyes of several people turn from the corner of his eyes.

"May I ask what kind of attitude you have towards your fans?"

"What are fans?"

Fu Yuanzhi explained, "Fans are lovers and supporters of the idol they like. Although they are different individuals, everyone is full of unlimited expectations for him and hopes that his future will be better and better."

Ares' fingertips slid across the round cup wall,

"Then are you my fan?"

"Me?" Fu Yuanzhi pointed to himself, then smiled: "Of course I'm your fan."

"Oh," Ares tapped the cup with his finger bones, "then I like fans."

Fu Yuanzhi thought of Karl's question, and felt blessed, "Then what type of person does Marshal like?"

Ares raised his eyebrows, stared at the boy, and said word by word: "Cute, clingy, and coquettish."

His eyes fell on the exposed part of Fu Yuanzhi's neck, where the glands he marked last time were still there. After so long, the smell has long since dissipated.But he remembered the smell.

At the end, curling his lips and teeth, he added another sentence: "Cherry flavor."

The author has something to say: Fans like me + you are a fan = you like me The logical chain is perfect