Urban God-level Selection System

The scene was unprecedentedly chaotic.

Some people beckon, some people squeeze forward... it's like a crowd of demons.

The Ning Mengjie sisters who saw this scene for the first time were almost frightened, but fortunately there are security guards to maintain order.

Ning Mengjie frowned and said to her sister: "Mengxue! Tell me what's going on?"

Before coming, she just came to help. To put it simply, she was supporting the little girl like Ning Mengxue.

But how can I think that this girl actually wants her to participate in the competition! No wonder, she carefully prepared clothes for a month and worked tirelessly.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Ning Mengxue spit out her little tongue, "I'm really sorry~" "Then what should I do now?"

"Just choose one that you think looks more pleasing to the eye and take a group photo."

Ning Mengxue blinked and said, "Don't you always care about that boy? Just choose him."

"But..." In this way, doesn't it indirectly indicate that his favorite object is him?

How can this work?

But if you choose other people, looking at their teeth and claws, it feels like he is the safest.

Ning Mengjie looked up, where are his people in the vast sea of ​​people?

"Countdown to 5."

"4."

"3."

Zhang Wanlin desperately raised his hand, trying to squeeze forward.

But as the countdown shortened, the crowd became more fierce.

Each of them was tall and magnificent, completely blocking his entire figure.

Not to mention looking from Ning Mengjie's direction, you can't see Ning Mengjie's place even from here.

This is how to do?

A one-meter-eight fat mansion directly pushed Zhang Wanlin to the ground.

With a bang, his glasses also fell to the ground.

Without the glasses, Zhang Wanlin looked fuzzy everywhere, like a thick mosaic.

"There are only two seconds left in the countdown! Let us wait and see the result of the goddess selection!"

The host said loudly, the crowd roared and even shouted the final countdown.

"2!"

"1!!"

"When the countdown is over, who will our goddess choose?"

The crowd calmed down suddenly, waiting quietly for the result.

But then a voice of doubt came from the crowd.

"How did she get down."

"According to the rules, she can't come down."

"But it's okay to look at her this way, I'm close enough to smell her really good smell."

The host yelled: "Please pay attention to this coser. For safety's sake, you'd better only stand on the stage."

But the "Young Commander" seemed to have not heard him, pushing away from the crowd and continuing to move forward. The security guards had to follow her on both sides to protect her safety.

Ning Mengxue followed behind her, completely wondering what her sister was going to do.

Keep pulling her clothes, "Sister, I'm going back, so many people are watching."

Ning Mengjie glanced back at her, her voice was gone, she had to lower her head and follow.

Everyone is thinking about what exactly this coser is going to do.

Even the host stopped his voice.

The camera lens was aimed at coser and followed her to find the answer.

Zhang Wanlin was still lying on the ground in embarrassment looking for his glasses. His elbow fell to the ground just now, and his skin was scratched, and the blood was flowing.

The glasses seemed to disappear, no matter how to find them...Where are they?

He was in a panic.

In front of him, the crowd unknowingly gave way to a path, and a faint light shone through, like a light door slowly opening.

The figure swayed in the meantime, but he couldn't see who was coming.

He just wants to find glasses now.

A burst of fragrance rushed to his face, as if he were in a colorful garden.

"give."

A jade hand stretched over, holding the glasses he had dropped.

"Thank you."

Zhang Wanlin quickly put on his glasses.

The blurry scenery in front of him slowly focused and became clear, and a slender woman was squatting in front of him.

He stayed for a while.

The distance between them is only a line apart, between the ends of the world.

Never before has Zhang Wanlin seen this young man named Ning Mengjie so close.

"I will help you up."

Ning Mengjie said.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Wanlin said embarrassedly, his body was covered with dust and wounds. She had seen it all. It was really a shameless thing.

The host spoke up.

"It seems that this is our favorite object chosen by the coser champion today, and now we invite them to the stage!"

Zhang Wanlin's wound was bandaged, and he stood on stage, attracting much attention.

There were not only the audience but also the nearby coser, almost everyone was concentrated here.

At a glance, I can't finish it at all.

When has he been in such a scene, nervous and nervous.

Heart bumping.

The palms are still sweating.

It's better not to wear glasses now, as if aware of Zhang Wanlin's nervousness, Ning Mengjie gently and slowly took his hand.

He glanced at the smiling girl, and his heart was miraculously calm.

Talking in the crowd.

"Ah, why is he?

Not convinced at all! "

"So lucky, that boy."

"I think, this'Young Master' is really gentle, and she has become a fan of her! "...Before, Zhang Wanlin was in charge of filming, but now he is being filmed.

The flash slammed at him, dazzling him.

Now he finally understood some of Ning Mengjie's feelings here.

The photographer responsible for taking pictures of them said: "Can you be more intimate?

This light stands so empty. "

Unanimously, both of them blushed.

They looked at each other without knowing what to do next.

"Hurry up."

"You want to have a full sense of cp."

"I've been waiting for a long time."

The following is already impatient.

Ning Mengjie approached slowly, gently cupping Zhang Wanlin's face with both hands, and then his face slightly approached, as if he would kiss anytime.

Zhang Wanlin fell deeply into her tender eyes, very fascinated.

When he regained consciousness, he was finding himself gently hugging her waist.

He is like an overlord, and she is the gentle wife in the arms of the overlord.

One yang and one yang are combined together, as if there is a heavy feeling of the long song of love crossing the long river of war.

All the people present were a little dazed.

No one spoke for a long time.

Then there was an unprecedented applause.

"This is too beautiful, because that temperament is really excellent."

"It's a shame not to make a movie."

"Now I have a cover for my phone."

...Across a layer of tulle, Zhang Wanlin really wants to kiss her.

They are very close, as long as he moves such a small step gently, he can accurately kiss her red mouth.

His head lowered slowly, just a little bit worse, only a little bit worse.

Ning Mengjie's head was slightly to the side when it was critical, and his kiss fell through.

This inadvertent scene, no one found out, became a secret hidden in each other's hearts.

The reason why the cat servant restaurant is called the word "cat servant" is entirely due to its feature of cat.

The Cat Servant restaurant at noon is particularly prosperous because of the comic exhibition.