Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"Is that Master Chef, Wu Lai?"    

"It looks like him, he looks very similar..."    

"Really! It's true! I can actually see Master Chef! "    

Wu Lai's expression changed. He hurriedly lowered his head, took out the sunglasses that he had prepared earlier, and put them on. He hurriedly entered the first class cabin.    

"Master Chef! Can you give me an autograph?"    

A group of people swarmed towards him. If it wasn't for Wu Lai's quick movements, he would have been surrounded by countless people.    

When he sat in his seat, he looked exhausted and lucky.    

This time, he had become famous in Chef Competition. Along the way, as long as he didn't wear sunglasses, countless people would recognize him. Then, they would ask for his autograph and take a photo with him. At first, he enjoyed the feeling of being famous. But... There were too many people! Once or twice, he didn't mind. It felt good. In the end, the person who had come like a flood or a ferocious beast behind him... For the first time, he felt panic towards ordinary people.    

Even if he couldn't face it, could he still hide?    

From that moment on, Wu Lai had rushed all the way to the airport. He originally thought that the airport was a little better, but in the end, he was still recognized when he got on the plane.    

"Should I find an agent after I get back?" Wu Lai looked at the scenery outside, which was getting smaller and smaller, and muttered to himself.    

"Wu Lai, Master Chef, right? Nice to meet you." Just as Wu Lai was talking to himself, another person came over and tried to get to know him.    

Fortunately, he was in first class. Yes. There weren't many of them. Even if they were to blame, Wu Lai would still be able to handle them.    

Just as Wu Lai had thought, in the blink of an eye, those people in the first class cabin also came over to shake hands with Wu Lai to get to know him. But fortunately, they weren't as fanatical as those outside. They were signatures and photos.    

...    

When they got off the plane, Wu Lai deliberately covered it up a little just in case and quickly left the airport.    

He also noticed that some of the screens in the airport were still showing the final competition between him and Master Chef Zhou, especially the glowing braised pork. Wu Lai even saw his own close-up!    

Every detail on his face was clearly seen.    

He was still thinking about how those people could recognize him at a glance. When he saw this, Wu Lai understood that this was infinitely expanding his influence in the country.    

He didn't even dare to call for a car. He ran straight back to the Dragon Group.    

As soon as he entered the door, he immediately took off his mask and sunglasses. He looked unhappy.    

"Great Master Chef, you're back?" Nian Bing was handling the things in her hands. When she saw Wu Lai come in, she laughed and said.    

"Did the Dragon Group get those things on the big screen outside?" Wu Lai said snappily, "I was afraid I wouldn't be famous."    

"Of course. Isn't this to make you a role model for the young people in the country? He competed with Master Chef Zhou in his twenties and won in the end. You will become a legend in the culinary world. There will be people coming to interview you in a few days. Of course, it's just a formality for you to say a few words. Record a VCR so that you can be the leader of the era, the young pioneer captain. " Nian Bing did not answer, but Group Leader Loong spoke first.    

Wu Lai looked at them. "Don't. I beg you. Let me go. I don't want to be such a famous person. Interviewing or anything. Forget it."