The aisle in the dressing room was crowded with spectators, many holding cameras, and even more people were screaming and desperately reaching out to touch Mason Ye's clothes.
Mason Ye was protected by Zhang Songtao and several staff members. He hurriedly walked into the dressing room with his head lowered and closed the door tightly.
"We go backstage and don't come into contact with the audience." Zhang Songtao still attaches great importance to the treasure he dug up, and is afraid that a boxer will come into contact with Mason Ye. "The car is ready at the back door. We will go back to the hotel directly. You have dinner What to eat?"
Mason Ye slowly changed her clothes, looked up and thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Can I lend you your mobile phone to make a call?"
"Who are you calling?"
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