The passage of the locker room was crowded with audiences. Many people held their cameras, and more people were screaming, desperately reaching out to touch Ye Zhen's clothes.

Ye Zhen was protected by Zhang Songtao and several staff members, hurriedly lowered his head and walked into the locker room, and closed the door tightly.

"We walked from the backstage and did not contact the audience." Zhang Songtao still attaches great importance to the treasure he dug, and is afraid that a boxing detective will come into contact with Ye Zhen. "The car is ready at the back door, so we will go back to the hotel directly. What do you want to eat for dinner?"

Ye Zhen slowly changed his clothes, raised his head and thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "I'll borrow your phone to call, is it OK?"

"Who did you call?"

"My parents."

Zhang Songtao generously borrowed the phone. Ye Zhen had already remembered Long Jiwei's number. Who knew that after dialing for a long time, the other party turned off the phone.

Ye Zhen was a little disappointed and called Xuan Lin again, which was also turned off.

"Maybe it's a meeting," Ye Zhen found a reason for them in his heart, "and maybe he was playing with kisses in the bedroom with the door closed."

He returned the phone to Zhang Songtao, and the two left the stadium through the back door. Although there were reporters waiting outside, they were separated by the staff from a distance and could only take a few photos to enjoy.

"Hey, where is the car?" Zhang Songtao suddenly felt something was wrong.

The TAXI he called in advance was not waiting at the gate, but was separated by a shiny black BMW across the road. Kurosawakawa stood in front of the BMW door, lowered his head and lighted a cigarette. He looked up and saw Ye Zhen coming out and smiled slightly.

Ye Zhen turned a blind eye and walked down the steps. Kurosawakawa blocked him and asked in a low voice: "Does the head still hurt?"

He was half a head taller than Ye Zhen. When he looked down like this, his eyes were filled with unconcealed warmth.

Ye Zhen must not want to lose face in front of Chuanchuan, and said as if nothing had happened: "I wasn't hit at all, what's the pain?"

Kurosawa smiled, obviously not wanting to expose him, and said, "Well, I think so."

Zhang Songtao's eyes were almost straightened, and the alarm was made in his mind, and he wanted to say something, but Kurosawakawa turned a blind eye to him and regarded him as an invisible person who did not exist.

Kurosawa smiled again and said, "You rarely come to Japan. I should treat you well to show the friendship of the landlords. It happened that you won Sidorov today and successfully advanced to the semi-finals. At night, I set up a table in my store, just to celebrate your achievements. What do you think?"

This is an invitation! The big boss took the initiative to invite! How strong is this Chinese person? The big boss personally showed his goodwill? The staff were all shocked and passed on gossip with their eyes: This kid has lost his luck, and this time he will definitely be well-developed regardless of whether he takes the cards or not!

Ye Zhen heard that there was something to eat, and his face was eased, but he still had to confirm: "———Home store?"

Kurosawa said humbly: "The store is small and shabby. Fortunately, it was opened by my own home, so the ingredients are reasonable."

"Oh, forget it, I'll go back to the hotel to eat by myself."

Ye Zhen was very disappointed. How poor is Chuanchuan’s family? It’s still a "small and shabby" to open a store. Isn’t this obviously bullying?

Chinese people treat you, but there are no four dishes and one soup, and five dishes and one soup. Do you have the nerve to take it out to treat you? Even if you go out to eat, you shouldn’t be invited in a small and shabby store. You are not worried about food hygiene, and I am also worried about diarrhea after eating!

It's really not to take my master seriously!

Ye Zhen was so angry that he didn't look back and walked over Kurosawakawa and strode towards the TAXI station across the street. Zhang Songtao didn't dare to see Kurosawa's expression at this time. He lowered his head and hurriedly caught up with Ye Zhen. He felt that his back seemed to be stabbed by millions of needles. Kurosawakawa's eyes almost burned him into a hole.

Damn it! It’s not my business, Mr. Kurosawa! It’s because you are too modest, who can you blame? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Zhang Songtao was crazy about OS until he got on the taxi and dared to look back secretly.

Kurosawakawa held a cigarette in one hand and rubbed his temples with the other. He looked at the direction where Ye Zhen left, his face a little amused and crying, and his eyes were helplessly patient and indulged.

The look made Zhang Songtao secretly shocked, and he turned around to see Ye Zhen after a while.

Ye Zhen had no sense of consciousness, his nerves were thicker than dinosaurs, and he was already leaning on the back seat and fell asleep.

40, night
Chapter completed!