Bi Fang had underestimated his own fame.
Saying that he was recognized on the street after trending on hot search all day long was no exaggeration.
After all, most people had only seen a clip of him, found it astonishing at the moment, but didn't retain a deep impression afterward.
But if they had watched his live broadcast, it would be strange if they didn't recognize him.
Now, Bi Fang had hundreds of thousands of fans, so it was quite normal for him to encounter them while out and about.
Bi Fang was also quite generous about his fans asking for autographs, and he agreed graciously.
[Awesome, even police have become Old Fang's fans, that's just incredible.]
[No words needed, just one word, respect!]
[I also want Master Fang's autograph. When will Master Fang give some fan benefits?]
"Huo, it's so heavy!"
Two young officers lifted the tightly bound Golden Python, almost failing to hold on to it.
"Five meters six!"