What a heavenly king, what a god of songs, this is simply a god of decay, a god of plague, and a nasty ghost.

"Well, it's chocolate money." Han Cheng took out five hundred yuan, which could be regarded as repaying Chu Tianjiao's chocolate kindness.

Chu Tianjiao felt that Han Cheng looked down on her, so he gave her money.

"Do I look like someone who is short of money? Believe it or not, I'll stone you to death with money! ”

"Poof......" Han Cheng was amused by her fierce expression and the words of the local tyrant.

Seriously, his laughter is high, and it's kind of funny that this woman can make him laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Question my words? Chu Tianjiao was very angry, this robber was still laughing, did he think she was ridiculous?

Or do you think she's talking big, but she's actually a poor beggar?

"No, I just think you're ...... Interesting! Han Cheng held back his smile and glanced at Chu Tianjiao, who was still a little cute.

"You can roll it out, chocolate counts me as a good deed."

Chu Tianjiao drove people away unceremoniously, complaining in his heart, completely disillusioned with Han Tianwang.

No wonder those fans will say that idols are used for powder, but once they get married, they will be disillusioned.

Phew, she has a boyfriend, what kind of marriage.

"Thanks, this is for you." Han Cheng took out a photo from the inside pocket of his windbreaker, signed his name, and gave it to Chu Tianjiao, and then got out of the car.

Chu Tianjiao took a look at it and sneered. "Narcissist, who said they wanted his photo, and signed it, it's really hehehe, hehehe!"

She wasn't a fan of him since the last minute!

I was about to tear up the photo, but I thought about it or didn't want to.

She took out her mobile phone, took a photo, and put it on the duck auction website to sell.

If a blind tyrant buys it, she will donate the money to do some good deeds.

"Ha, there are so many remnants of the brain this year." She asked herself if the price was not low, and asked for a price increase of 500 yuan each time, and there were still more than 20 people bidding.

In just three minutes, the photo soared from a low price of 3,000 yuan to 26,000.

There are more and more bidders, and even the smell of gunpowder is beginning to appear.

"Don't rob me, I'll kill you with money."

"Draw your sword, rivals."

"The prosperous handsomeness of idols is determined to win."

"Hehe, the photo of my brain can't fall into the hands of other women."

Chu Tianjiao wondered, how could these people be sure that the photo was really autographed, in case it was signed by herself, or by Han Cheng's assistant?

After a trance, the price came to 38,000 yuan.

"It's just a photo that Han Cheng threw over casually, don't be so excited." She kindly persuaded her, hoping that these fans could be rational.

Unexpectedly, this only made them even more crazy.

"Ahh

"Mine, mine."

"After I took the picture, I had to kiss it at least ten times, and I had to sleep with it every night."

The corners of Chu Tianjiao's eyes twitched slightly, what kind of people are these, hand incense, why don't they think it's hand sweat?

In the end, this front photo of Han Cheng was taken away by a fan for more than 80,000 yuan.

That fan is still from Jingchuan City, and said that he would come to get it soon, and he didn't want to express it, so as not to pollute Han Cheng's hand incense.

Soon, that fan drove in.

"You're a petite girl?"

"Yes, you're on your lips?"

"Hmm."

After the two confirmed their identities, Chu Tianjiao handed her the photo. "You check it."

"Okay, this is indeed Cheng Cheng's autographed photo, the cologne taste on it is also the kind he likes to use when performing, the fragrance is very strong, it should be that he gave you the photo not long ago, so happy, thank you for cutting love."