early morning.

A long queue was lined up outside the Fantasy Park early.

Although there is still a long time before opening, all those who have obtained the qualification to purchase tickets can't wait to queue up.

In order to provide convenience to everyone, after consulting Qiao Mian, the Rabbit Government specially built a winding wind and rain corridor at the door. On the right is a row of fixed seats, and on the left are many wax figures that are the same as those of the park employees.

At this moment, Tan Sir was in the middle of the crowd, and he still couldn't recover his calmness.

It has been quite a while since the last encounter in the coastal city. He thought he had been forgotten by that "noble man", but unexpectedly, he received a mysterious call the day before. The other party claimed to be from the Rabbit Country Fantasy Park Contact Office and asked him a lot of things. Finally, he told him that he had the opportunity to enter the Fantasy Park.

This is not within the quota of those "lottery draws".

Qin Sir was almost knocked out by the surprise falling from the sky, but after he came to his senses, he realized that all this was related to the "noble man".

He wanted to thank the other party, but he didn't even have a way to thank him.

Then he thought about it and said that according to the questions asked by the person who contacted him, it should not be the "noble man" who specifically mentioned it. It is likely that the other party just saw the photo of the two or mentioned his name during the conversation.

This made Qin Sir feel a little mixed, but he also understood how lucky he was.

I am afraid that everyone will be unable to be paid attention to by such a person.

After tidying up the tie on his body, Tan Sir sat upright and looked at the wax figure of the old naughty boy opposite him.

Seeing the other person's wink and eyes, he wanted to laugh a little.

I wonder if I will meet this guy after entering.

Sitting on his left was a man in his thirties and forties with a beard. Although it was already autumn, he was still wearing a short white jacket. He was burly and strong. His muscles on his arms and chest were bulging like hard rocks.

When he came over, the muscular man kept calling, his tone felt a kind of indescribable gentleness.

"Okay, baby, then go and play, I'll take a photo for you."

"Yeah, yeah, I love you."

Putting down his phone, the muscular man shook his arms, looked left and right, and then fixed his eyes on Sir Qin.

"What do you call this big brother?" He smiled and stretched out his hand.

Qin Sir politely reached out and shook him: "Everyone calls me Qin Sir, you can call me Lao Qin."

"Sir Qin?" The muscular man frowned in confusion and looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Tan Sir was about to speak when he suddenly saw a muscular man pointing at him and shouting: "It's really Tan Sir!"

The loud voice attracted several people's attention.

But the rest just took a random look and looked away.

There are no ordinary people entering the fantasy park. Some man who looks ordinary may be the former winner of the Nobel Prize or the head of a super chaebol.

"Do you know me?" Qin Sir said unexpectedly.

"You have caught my uncle!" said the muscular man excitedly.

Qin Sir blinked: "Erxianqiao?"

"No," the muscular man waved his hand, "My uncle is from Hu Jian. He goes to Shuzhou to do business and he can't speak Mandarin."

"Oh, you talk about him!" Tan Sir thought, "Your uncle?"

"Yes," said the muscular man, "as soon as he drank, he bragged, saying that he had been on TV."

Tan Sir was amused and crying: "How is he now?"

"Very good, I can drink half a pound of white wine every day." said the muscular man.

"Drinking so much wine is not good for your health," said Tan Sir. "You have to persuade him."

The muscular man nodded: "I won't bring wine when I go back for the Chinese New Year this year."

"I didn't say it." Tan Sir smiled.

"It's okay, I'll bring him two more cigarettes." The muscular man disagreed.

Tan Sir opened his mouth and wanted to say "smoking is harmful to health", but when he turned around, he felt that this sentence could not stop any old smoker, so he could only smile politely.

He asked casually, "Are you calling your girlfriend just now?"

"How could it be!" the muscular man smiled and shook his head, and said with a doting look on his face, "It's my little lover."

Noting that a woman sitting next to her looked at her with contempt, Tan Sir looked a little embarrassed and advised tactfully: "It is better to be wholehearted about feelings."

The muscular man shook his head quickly: "You misunderstood. It's my daughter, who is six years old this year."

"No wonder!" Tan Sir suddenly realized.

"And my ex-wife and I have been divorced for several years," the muscular man said again, "There is no big conflict, it's just a disagreement."

Tan Sir empathized with it, not knowing what to say.

The muscular man didn't care at all, telling how he and his ex-wife realized the breakup, and finally, excitedly telling how his daughter was considerate.

Tan Sir nodded repeatedly and mentioned his little daughter.

When the two men talked about their daughters, they both looked happy and happy, the woman sitting next to her looked back several times.

"By the way, why would Qin Sir come too? Did he win the prize?" asked the muscular man suddenly.

Qin Sir held back his pride and shook his head and said, "It's almost the same, it's also luck."

almost……

How can this kind of thing be similar?

The muscular man slammed his forehead and said, "I heard that all systems in the country will select people to enter. Is Qin Sir the representative of the police system?"

Qin Sir was stunned for a moment, revealing a little disappointment, and quickly cheered up again: "That's not, it's just that luck is good to meet a noble person."

Seeing that he didn't want to say much, the muscular man stopped asking, but he was thinking in his heart.

This noble man can actually designate someone to enter. Could it be that he is the boss of the central government?

He couldn't help but envy.

The young woman next to her couldn't help but look curious.

"I've been talking for so long, but I haven't asked what you call me?" Tan Sir asked with a smile.

"My name is Huang Jianyong." said the muscular man, "Just just call me Ayong."

"This name is very brave." Tan Sir joked.

"I'm super brave." Huang Jianyong illuminated his muscles.

Tan Sir deliberately put his hands on his chest and retreated, "Ayong doesn't want it."

The woman next to her finally couldn't help laughing.

When they found that both of them were looking at them, the woman smiled at them: "My name is Wang Su, I'm very happy to know them."

"Seeing that you haven't spoken for a long time, I think you are not from a domestic person." Tan Sir smiled.

Huang Jianyong frowned: "Your name sounds familiar."

Tan Sir came to his senses at the same time and nodded, "I seem to have heard of it too."

"I am a reporter." Wang Su smiled and blinked.

"I remembered it," Huang Jianyong patted his forehead, "You are the big reporter writing about Yan Chixia!"

"A female hero!" Tan Sir said.

"I'm just a little reporter," Wang Su smiled, "Mr. Huang knows martial arts, right?"

"I'm just getting started." Huang Jianyong said modestly, "Just call me Ayong."

"Awesome!" Tan Sir gave a thumbs up.

"If you do something like us, you will lose your job without any internal strength." Huang Jianyong explained, "It took me several years to continue to be a personal trainer to learn."

"Is the fitness coach's intra-collection so serious?" Wang Su was stunned.

"It's the same in all walks of life." Tan Sir said, "I know a friend..."

While the three of them were chatting, they suddenly saw everyone in front of them standing up.
Chapter completed!