Starting from the black robe to wear beautiful comics

New York Square.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here, everyone dressed up, and the ups and downs of noise filled the entire street. The smell of low-quality perfume and the strong smell of cigarettes mixed together to highlight the uselessness of people. passion and adoration.

In fact, it is more about releasing one's own desires. The desire for the so-called hero is of course not the desire for the hero itself, but is limited to the hero's ability.

Today is Walt's regular large-scale fan meeting. By the way, according to the normal timeline, today is also Starlight's first appearance as a seven-member group.I just don’t know if Xingguang’s mouth care is adequate.

Su Yu followed the crowd and squeezed towards the stage in the center of the square. His face was calm, which was in contrast to the people around him.

"Hey brother, look at how you're dressed. You don't look like someone from the city. Did you come here specially?"

A bald white man with a full beard, smoking a curly cigar, tattooed with dragons and tigers, and wearing short-sleeves with portraits of the motherland, asked Su Yu excitedly.

Indeed, to ensure that the milk is fresh, it must be squeezed and delivered immediately. At the same time, in order to act more realistically, I dressed up like a small farmer.

Su Yu glanced at the bald white man next to him and explained: "Yes, I am here to give gifts to the people of the motherland, his favorite. Last week, he helped me catch the thief who stole the cow, especially Come thank you.”

"Yes, the people of the motherland are omnipotent and love their people." The white bald man took a deep breath and said in an even more excited tone.

"Oh, yes, the cows are back. They haven't given milk for a while."

"Haha, brother, are you saying that thieves steal cows just for the milk?"

"Maybe."

After a brief conversation, the white man's bald eyes looked up and down at Su Yu. In his impression, the Chinese people he had come into contact with were not interested in the Seven, and they believed in God more.Following his eyes, he noticed that Su Yu was holding a small white box in his right hand. On the box was a big portrait of a native of the motherland. Below the portrait, there was a very eye-catching logo in thick italic font:

"Thank you, zuguoren. The milk is so fresh."

The bald white man was probably an enthusiastic person, perhaps only interested in the fans of the motherland. He shouted to the crowd in front: "Hey, give way, this guy is here to give gifts to the people of the motherland."

The excited people did not react at all, but still moved slowly towards the place.

The white man had a bald head and cursed secretly: "Fake!"

He threw the cigar in his hand to the ground casually, grabbed Su Yu's hand, and dove into the surging crowd. From time to time, he exchanged friendly greetings with others, but they were all under the control of "truth" around his waist. within the range.

He is really "helpful". It seems that the image of the motherland has a little positive effect.

Time passed slowly, and with the enthusiasm of the bald white man, Su Yu successfully reached the first row of the crowd. There were a few members of Walt's staff standing on the stage, and the Seven was played repeatedly on the four giant screens. The untrue promotional video shows that there is no security on the roof, on the ground, or in the sky at a glance.

There were only a few Buddhas left, standing around in front of the car, munching on fried chicken legs, relaxed and carefree.

"boom!"

A blurry figure crashed from the air onto the ground, which was only a dozen meters away from Su Yu. The ground was smashed into dense cracks.

No need to guess, the classic debut must be from the motherland.

The restless crowd first experienced a sudden silence, followed by waves of hoarse shouts.

The people of the motherland looked at people's reactions with great satisfaction, and couldn't help but feel enriched. They waved their hands confidently: "Hello everyone, I am very happy that you are so happy. As the leader of the seven-member group, the security of the country and the people's Your safety and your happiness are my responsibility and my honor, and I will always love you."

Passion and generosity ignited everyone's hypocrisy and excitement.

Su Yu also waved his hand symbolically, with a smile on his face. He heard the last words of the motherland clearly: "A bunch of silly dogs..."

The few remaining people arrived one after another. The locomotive's body was shaking slightly, and he was smiling, probably because he was addicted to drugs again.

Deep Sea looked uncomfortable, probably comparing Starlight to an octopus.

Xingguang's face was full of struggle, but when he saw the enthusiastic people, his smile gradually spread, which was somewhat far-fetched.

Maeve did not look at the people in the audience. Instead, her eyes were fixed on the smiles of her motherland, wondering what she was thinking.

As for the black character who did not appear, I guess he would be enjoying and immersed in watching the cartoon.

The entire meeting gradually reached its climax. At this time, Stillwell walked onto the stage and took Starlight's arm. Starlight's arm hesitated slightly, but finally placed it on Stillwell's palm.

"Today, the Seven welcome an important member, let us welcome together: Starlight, a righteous and beautiful hero."

Through the microphone, Stillwell tried his best to market the "products" belonging to Watt Company to everyone present.

Xingguang stood in front of the stage, his struggling expression was gradually diluted by the passionate shouts of the crowd at this moment, and he gradually felt relieved.

The man of the motherland sat on the chair and did not look at anyone. He was always worried about the death of the transparent man last night. He did not tell anyone about the death of the transparent man. He was even slightly afraid that others would discover the transparent man.

I simulated countless times in my mind how many steps it would take to kill the transparent man, how long it would take, and whether I would need to use laser eyes.

Ok?

In the sea of ​​noise, a different voice broke into the ears of the people of the motherland:

"Let me go quickly. I'm here to give gifts to the people of the motherland. Fresh milk, freshly squeezed."

The people of the motherland immediately located the source of the sound: Chinese, young people, rare.

Then he stared at the small white box, and the small pacifier cup appeared in front of the eyes of the motherland.

The people of the motherland, after thinking for a moment, feel a little thirsty. Moreover, it can also kill two birds with one stone, create a friendly image, increase the number of fans, and spread the fan base to Asians and Chinese. It is still very good.

Su Yu has been observing the movements of the people of the motherland. He knows that the people of the motherland have noticed him, or perhaps in front of so many people, the people of the motherland cannot let go.

After a short period of one or two minutes.

The motherland man stood up calmly, controlled his body and floated gently towards Su Yu's position. The eyes of everyone present were focused on the motherland man's strange behavior and Su Yu facing the motherland man.

Seeing that the opportunity was coming, Su Yu raised the small white box in his hand, pretending to be excited and said: "Motherland people, thank you for helping us protect the farm last time. I came here to thank you today."

The people of the motherland were very satisfied. This unknown young man responded quickly and knew what to say and what not to say.

Everyone once again shouted the name of the motherland...

Just when the motherland was about to take over the little white box, Su Yu grinned and continued to pretend to be excited: "Stilwell is not new."