"And then?" Deng Xiaoxiao urged from inside the guesthouse.
Zhang Yuanyuan smiled, and mischievously said, "After that, Zhang You, brother, got recognized by a few girls in the crowd, and they even took a video and uploaded it online. So many people screamed out Zhang You, brother's name that he couldn't even deny it if he wanted to."
"The crowd surrounding him got bigger and bigger, and Zhang You, brother had no choice but to grab that street singer and start running. They were chased for several blocks! Later on, even more people joined the pursuit; it was already fortunate for Zhang You, brother to escape."
Deng Xiaoxiao listened, puzzled, "Wait, why did Zhang You have to pull the street singer along while running?"
"Because he's a guest I had a hard time finding!" Zhang You came out from the kitchen, carrying two bowls of fruit salad, and placed them on the table.
