Chapter 2428 Out of the Ordinary

Ye Yumeng hugged Gu Weimian tightly, and glared at Tu Wenji fiercely.

Look again! If you look again, I'll dig your eyes out!

Tu Wenji was stunned for a moment, and smiled and turned his head away.

Ye Yumeng didn't understand even more, she felt even worse. If she said that she just thought Tu Wenji was annoying before, well, very annoying, he was like a fighting cock every day, just thinking about competing with each other.

The feeling now made her more alert than that time, as if the treasure she had been guarding had been discovered.

The former was nothing, the competition was about to end, and everyone would go their separate ways in the future, and no one would get in the way of anyone else.

But the latter...

Ye Yumeng couldn't help but tighten her hand around Gu Weimian.

Weiwei doesn't look down on you! Humph! Is he comparable to them? What kind of relationship do they have with Weiwei? They were comrades who fought together, experienced countless battles, big and small, and accompanied Weiwei for countless days and nights.

They know many of Weiwei's little secrets, and they also know how difficult it is for Weiwei to play this game?

Tu Wenji knows nothing!

Tu Wenji has stopped looking at Gu Weimian a long time ago, but Ye Yumeng doesn't know why, she always feels panic in her heart, pretending as if someone is really going to snatch Gu Weimian away.

Even though he listed so many reasons, her heart still beats fast.

It seems that it is not as simple as Tu Wenji.

She frowned and looked around vigilantly.

In the entire hall, most of the audience actually looked at them from time to time, including many contestants.

These beams of eyes made Ye Yumeng's back hairy.

Wow, these people are so annoying!

But these people are not to be feared. There is a wall between idols and fans. There are thousands of people who like Weiwei, and they can't show any effective competitiveness.

She was about to retract her gaze, but she keenly discovered that there was a very imposing oriental man sitting in the front row very close to their waiting area.

She recognized this person almost at first sight.

"Duan Xishen?"

Gu Weimian was startled, "Huh?"

She followed Ye Yumeng's line of sight and saw a man sitting in the crowd, as if he was sitting in the speaking seat of an international conference.

He had the aura of a big boss, and everyone around him subconsciously wanted to avoid his edge.

At the moment when Gu Weimian looked over, Duan Xishen suddenly changed his sitting posture, from the original relaxed and full-spirited sitting posture to a slightly nervous and shy sitting posture with a straight back.

At the same time, a shy and slightly stiff smile appeared on his face, and his hands were raised.

He seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Duan Xishen handed one end of the banner in his hand to his subordinates in the same row, and held this end himself, while the other hand, which was free, picked up a shiny ball of thread that Lala used most often.

Gu Weimian's mouth twitched, as if she realized what Mr. Duan was going to do.

She wanted to turn her face away and pretend that she didn't see it, but this evasive action did not help the embarrassing incident that was about to happen.

Duan Xishen still lifted up the ball of colored string and shook it vigorously, "Come on!"

Gu Weimian was probably only thankful that Duan Xishen didn't shout the slogan on the banner, otherwise she would really consider withdrawing from the competition.

This was probably the first time in Duan Xishen's life that he did something so "out of line". When he put his hand down, his face had already flushed.