Wang Haicong's voice was firmly engraved in Liu Kunlun's memory and could not be erased, but Liang Weihan's voice was completely different from Wang Gaicong. For a moment, Liu Kunlun thought he was hallucinating. After the hug, the boy's expression was still the excitement and excitement he faced his idol, and there was nothing unusual.

Liu Kunlun was not allowed to ask questions on the spot, and a large number of fans rushed to take photos with them. Liang Weihan's popularity was no less than Liu Kunlun. Moreover, because of his selfless spirit of giving up the game, he won everyone's respect. Even Ji Yugan believed that this child had a bright future.

Due to the large number of fans, I am afraid that I will not finish taking photos tomorrow. At Ji Yugan's suggestion, everyone took a group photo of a thousand people comparable to the North Korean style, using the latest camera developed by Future Technology. After the group photo, everyone was satisfied and finally left one after another, while the two protagonists were escorted to another exit by security guards.

Liang Weihan straddled the bicycle, with his hands tied his helmet, and the Kunlun team's car slowly drove over. Liu Kunlun invited the boy to get on the bike, but was politely rejected.

"I still like riding a bicycle, goodbye~" Liang Weihan waved his hand and walked away.

"If it weren't for our Kunlun, I would really like this child." Jian Ai praised, "I must be very proud to be his mother's fan."

Looking at Liu Kunlun's expression again, Jian Ai felt that he had said the wrong thing.

"I suspect he is Wang Haicong's reincarnation." Liu Kunlun sat back into the car and whispered, but it sounded like thunder to others.

Jian Ai immediately searched Liang Weihan's birthday online. Wang Haicong's death date was December 26, 2008, and Liang Weihan's birthday was January 2009, which can be said to be highly consistent.

Moreover, Liang Weihan is an adopted orphan, and the strange and bizarre death of Wang Haicong back then makes people terrified.

Their car chased out, and they didn't see Liang Weihan riding a bicycle along the way. After returning, they tried to contact him. The boy was ignorant and could not ask anything. He didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"Maybe he has been accumulating strength and participating in the National Idol is one of the links, but when he sees a stronger teammate appear in the middle, he gives me the opportunity." This is Liu Kunlun's analysis and the most reasonable analysis.

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Ji Yufan successfully defeated his opponent and advanced. He will compete with Kunlun for the championship. Both teams are studying each other and found that there are many similarities between them, such as their identities are very vague and their life experience cannot stand strict scrutiny.

Any information on the Internet can be blocked or modified. Regarding Liu Kunlun's life experience, the official propaganda still refers to Tibetans and descendants of Han people who grew up in Kunlun Mountains, and are the sons of nature. Ji Yufan is a disabled child born in China. He was adopted by an American couple when he was young, but the good times did not last long. The husband of the black couple died in a car accident, his wife remarried and moved to Brooklyn, New York. The young Ji Yufan was mixed up among a group of black teenagers, drinking and fighting, doing everything, and also causing his unruly personality. Later, by chance, he woke up and worked hard to achieve success. Finally, he was admitted to Columbia University with excellent results. It was simply a model of a counterattack in life, an Asian version of the American Dream.

The cooler ones are still behind. Ten stations are published, which triggered a huge traffic. The most exciting thing is not their fans, but the fujoshi, who want to shout together. Several of the world's largest gambling giants have made a bet on the bet when the two will announce their coming out.

Liu Kunlun finished his New York trip and returned to China on a flight from China. His seat was in first class and the guest's name was in control, which inevitably attracted a wave of fans of flight attendants, and he was busy signing and taking photos.

From New York Kennedy Airport to Beijing Daxing International Airport, the flight was fourteen hours long, and the long journey was all at night. Liu Kunlun was sleeping in his seat and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. The plane was bumping and the flight attendant was broadcasting the influence of the air current. Please do not walk around, but due to the sensitivity of a pilot, he thought it was a bit abnormal.

The first class cabin is located in the front of the plane, closest to the cockpit. Liu Kunlun left his seat and walked to the front. The flight attendant looked anxious and was whispering to discuss something with a young man. The lights in the cabin were dim and the other guests were sleeping in a drowsy manner.

"Sir, please go back to your seat." The flight attendant discovered Liu Kunlun.

"What happened? I have a flight license, maybe I can help," said Liu Kunlun.

"I'm afraid you can't help. This is a large jet passenger plane." The flight attendant said that this young woman in her thirties is also one of Kunlun fans. She knows her idol's expertise. Kunlun can fly small propeller planes, but this does not mean that she can fly this twin-engine jet large commercial passenger plane, just like the captain of a small boat cannot drive an aircraft carrier.

A voice came from behind: "I have the driving qualifications of the Airbus A380 and the route transportation driver's license."

Liu Kunlun looked back and found that he was another guest in the first class, a capable short-haired woman in her forties, and there was a girl next to her, and she was obviously an assistant.

"This is Mr. Xu, the president of our Jiangdong Airlines." The assistant said nervously, "She is a senior captain and can solve the problems we encounter."
Chapter completed!