It seemed that after a moment of careful recollection, Wen Chenglong frowned slightly and said, "If you only look at the appearance, you are really an ordinary person. He is about 175 cm tall, slightly slim, and his appearance is very average. He will not exceed 120 kilograms when he sees his eyes. But those eyes are very bright, so he will always squint and squint. He is very vigilant and talks very little, and we will not communicate more than twenty sentences throughout the process. He has a very keen perception. Often when I look at him, he will always give us a response gaze immediately, but he will always squint and smile and nod. When entering a strange environment, he will habitually observe the people and things around him. It can be seen that it is a habit brought by being in a dangerous environment all year round."

"Well, this is almost the same as a standard spy's habit." Zhao Yongqi carefully recorded every point, then looked up and asked, "Does he have any special habits? For example, turning the ring on his hand, looking at the toes habitually, saying some special words, caring for certain items he carries with, etc."

"This..." Wen Chenglong frowned and thought for a long time before shook his head and said, "It seems that there is really no. Apart from buying a newspaper at the airport and reading it all the way on the plane, he doesn't seem to have this special habit... By the way!"

Suddenly, Wen Chenglong's eyes shone and said excitedly: "After we arrived at the Capital Airport, we got on the business car, he seemed to be in a good mood. He started singing a song, and it was singing repeatedly. It was a popular song, but I don't know. Because of the repeated singing, the red and blue lines in the car were joking, do you like this kind of song? He also smiled and said, "It's not like singing, but people who like singing, because they like bulging front and back, and there is a woman with soft and big breasts!"

"What song? Can you recall one or two of the lyrics?" Zhao Yongqi became interested in an instant, staring at Wen Chenglong's face.

"It seems...I think..." Wen Chenglong frowned and thought for a long time, and said uncertainly: "You know I can't sing these pop songs, so I'll read them."

"Well, just read it out." Zhao Yongqi nodded and immediately gave an affirmative answer.

"It seems... please give me the power of love and being loved so that I can... can..." Wen Chenglong said with a bump.

The star eyes turned, and just a few seconds later, Zhao Yongqi opened his mouth and sang: "I have spent my whole life to offer you. I just hope that you will stop and flowing eyes, please give me the power of infinite love and love, so that I can visualize quietly under Bodhi! Brother Long, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. He is particularly good at singing these few sentences, while some of the others are humming, and it doesn't seem to be very familiar with this song." Wen Chenglong nodded quickly.

"Mumu's song is called 'The Promise of Love'." Zhao Yongqi lowered his head and wrote a note in his notebook, and said viciously: "You dare to fantasize about my prospective wife. It's true that I deserve it! If it weren't for Brother Long to come out, I would just shy my hands and not investigate! Let you be an unjust deceased!"

"..." Wen Chenglong rolled his eyes at this moment, and he complained in his heart over and over again: "I'll go, it's really the most jealous king in the universe! You can figure it out, your wife is an actor, and she has no 100 million or ninety million for her fantasy!"

Of course, Zhao Yongqi didn't know what Wen Chenglong was thinking at this moment. He threw down the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "However, this kid's vision is pretty good, and this is worthy of praise."

He was too lazy to deal with the crazy "My woman is the best" look on his face. For the sake of his life, Wen Chenglong could only nod perfunctorily to agree.

"Is there anything special except this?" Zhao Yongqi thought about it and immediately asked.

"Then there is really nothing, and I have said that his perception is very sharp. Every time I observe him, he will immediately find out, so even if there is, I believe it is not of much value." Wen Chenglong shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, this is really troublesome. It seems that Brother Long, just listen to me hold a concert of a song." Zhao Yongqi blinked his eyes and started walking back and forth in the room, sang with his head held high and said, "I will spend my whole life to offer you..."

In the next half hour, Wen Chenglong's head was about to be blown up by singing.

At the beginning, Zhao Yongqi's magnetic voice was very good. But after three times, he began to sing this song with all kinds of strange sings, and even kept asking Wen Chenglong whether he sang it like Yan Zi. So, the agent's nightmare came. The tone that was so ugly that it was incomplete, it was not said, but it had to listen carefully. Every time he listened, he had to evaluate it, which almost made him feel nervous.

After scratching the hair, Zhao Yongqi frowned and said with confusion: "How could an agent who is meticulous, taciturn, keen, knows that he is responsible for his heavy responsibility and is in danger for many years start singing for no reason? Is it really because he is about to arrive in Guoan, so he is in a good mood? If he really likes this song, how could he not even remember the lyrics? This is not right. But I sang so many times, and the analysis of sentences one by one, there is nothing to doubt. Alas..."

Perhaps because of the torture caused by the eardrum, Wen Chenglong stood up and patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder and said softly: "Brother, you are very tired too. If you use your brain like this, your head will hurt again later. Why not take a rest first?"

"Brother Long, are you caring about me?" Suddenly, Zhao Yongqi stood still, staring at the national face in front of him with a blank look.

Although Zhao Yongqi's eyes made me feel a little nervous, Wen Chenglong nodded and said, "Yes, what's the problem?"

"So, if you say so, do you love me?" Zhao Yongqi's words instantly rang out.

"..." Wen Chenglong's face froze. He opened his mouth for a long time and didn't know what to say, but his hand on Zhao Yongqi's shoulder left tremblingly.

"Tell me quickly, do you love me?! Do you love me? Do you love me?" Zhao Yongqi suddenly hugged Wen Chenglong's shoulder with his arms, and his starry eyes roared loudly.

"This...this...this...this...this is my love between brothers, and I really don't have a special preference!" Wen Chenglong stuttered for a long time before saying this!

"You love me! Hahaha... You love me!" At this moment, Zhao Yongqi seemed to have picked up a treasure, not paying attention at all, Wen Chenglong had quietly retreated with the look of looking at the glass rabbit.

Zhao Yongqi, who had no feelings at all, suddenly rushed to his seat, grabbed the pen and excitedly put it on his notebook. He wrote a big word "love" with the whole page of paper. He didn't raise his head, and shouted with excitement as if he was crazy: "I just knew that it was love, love, it was love! Love, offer, and support!!"
Chapter completed!