He rode a motorcycle and crashed the plane.

Chapter 170 170. My hair is messed up, help me make a mosaic

Amidst the commotion, the child who had injured his respiratory tract was finally admitted to the hospital by the doctor.

And Xu Jia, the hero in the hearts of others, naturally became the focus of the audience.

Pedestrians and vehicles on the roadside all looked at him with strange eyes.

Especially after witnessing his crazy operation just now and his cool appearance wearing a pure black carbon fiber helmet, people couldn't help but start talking about it.

"Good guy, this is the first time I've discovered that a motorcycle rider can be so handsome."

"Indeed, I think I went up to ask for my contact information."

"Who wouldn't want to, but I don't dare?"

"Stop talking about you guys. Even though I am a grown man, I can't bear it now."

This kind of thinking is also a true portrayal in everyone's mind.

Because the little knight brother in front of me is not only cool and handsome, but also a heroic figure.

And what they are looking forward to most is undoubtedly what Xu Jia looks like.

So many people are already praying in their hearts, hoping that this little brother can stay here for a little longer.

I don’t know who started it, but a burst of warm applause broke out among the dozens or hundreds of onlookers at the scene.

The sound of "papa papa" made Xu Jia, who was a little tired, wake up instantly.

"How did they know this?"

Of course he knew he had done something good.

But there’s no reason why so many people would know about it in just ten minutes, right?

What made him even more confused was that the vehicles on the road seemed to be deliberately giving way to him.

This is also the main reason why Xu Jia was able to arrive at the hospital in such a short time.

And when I was on the road just now, I saw a traffic policeman.

But the other party didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him. Instead, he could vaguely see that the other party gave him a thumbs up.

It had to be said that this all felt a bit bizarre to him.

Of course, despite this thought, his movements did not stop.

After waving to the people around him in response, Xu Jia pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned off the engine.

Now that the person has been sent to the hospital, there is no way the Kawasaki h2r without a license plate can be driven on the road.

Just when he got out of the car, he noticed a helicopter appearing in the sky.

The loud sound caused by the propellers and aircraft engines also made him look upward unconsciously.

"Holy shit, Magic City TV?"

Looking at the helicopter above and the camera sticking out of the plane door, Xu Jiafan suddenly realized.

It was only now that he understood why so many people applauded.

However, Xu is currently unaware of the extent of the impact this incident has had.

He immediately threw the strange thoughts out of his mind and placed his hands directly on the helmet.

The extreme operation just now was also a big challenge for him.

What's more, racing cars are inherently more difficult to control than street cars.

So the hair hidden under the helmet was almost completely soaked with sweat.

Now that he finally found a chance to rest, how could he hold on.

What he didn't expect was that his figure standing next to the car with blood on his back would be broadcast to thousands of households by the cameras on the plane.

Xu Jia's hand was seen on his helmet.

Reporters and photographers on the plane, and everyone in the news studio.

Even the tens of millions of people watching the live broadcast in the Magic City unconsciously held their breath.

"What kind of person is he?"

This kind of curiosity is also filled in everyone's heart.

There is no way, the shock that Xu Jia just brought to people was too great!

Especially when he put his hands on the helmet, many people automatically slowed down in their hearts.

The level of anticipation is evident!

Of course, Xu Jia, who didn't know the situation, couldn't cooperate, and his helmet was quickly taken off.

And because there was a lot of sweat on his head, he unconsciously reached out and ruffled his hair.

But the tens of millions of citizens in front of the TV were all confused when they saw this handsome face in front of them.

<divclass="contentadv">"Damn, so handsome!!!"

"I'm so stupid, this is so damn handsome!!"

"I love it, I love it, I want to rush over to see him now!!"

Looking at the faces clearly displayed on the screen, most of the female viewers' hearts melted.

No way, the handsome guy in front of me, no matter what he does or how he looks, is simply the incarnation of a male god.

And among these viewers, there are naturally those who can recognize him.

"It's actually him!!!"

"I just guessed it would be him! No other driver in the country can do this!"

"Good guy, Xu Jia, I really didn't love you wrong!"

It’s not surprising that he was recognized.

One is that he is very popular and very popular.

Recently, he has a net worth of [-] billion, and has been deleted in countless circles of friends.

What's more, the handsome guy is very recognizable.

Because of this, many people couldn't calm down at all. They hurriedly took out their mobile phones and started frantically venting their emotions on the Internet.

As for Xu Jia, he naturally didn't know about these things.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have any feelings.

After all, no matter what, this person is still saved.

Compared to this, nothing else is important.

But soon, under his gaze, a female reporter ran towards him.

Behind him, there was a man holding a camera.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jia couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Trouble is coming!"

Things were pretty much what he thought.

After approaching him, the female reporter first smiled shyly, and then said, "Hello hero Xu Jia, can I interview you?"

"Um...you know me?"

"We know you, I'm still your fan."

As the female reporter spoke, she took out her mobile phone and showed her Weibo followers.

Sure enough, Xu Jia's account was hanging alone on it.

In the female reporter's heart, it was simply an explosion of joy.

After all, nothing makes people happier than a hero who is their idol.

When Xu Jia took a look, he found that he was really a fan who "only doted" on him, and he immediately gave up resistance.

He shrugged helplessly and said, "Please make a mosaic. Your hair will look messy."

"It's... it's too late, we are live broadcasting."

"Oh!"

Xu Jia looked helpless, turned around, took the helmet and put it on his head.

Among the thousands of households in the Magic City, many people burst into laughter watching the conversation between the two.

"I didn't expect that he still has the baggage of being an idol. He's so cute!"

"He's so cute. Even if his hair is messed up, he's still handsome."

"It's true. The way my hair is wet, I've already made up a picture of a macho guy taking a shower!"

On the female reporter's side, she quickly entered the state and said: "First of all, thank you for your contribution. Mr. Xu is my best role model."

"The first question I want to ask you is, what drives you to carry a child on your back and drive four hundred yards on the highway?"

Hearing this question, tens of millions of viewers also looked forward to it.

I have to say that this question has really touched people’s minds.

What kind of courage drove him to make such crazy moves more than once?

Does he really not know what fear is?