The day of Wang Kefan's thesis defense is coming.

The fait accompli with full marks and the impeccable video evidence made Robertson, the head of the philosophy department, inexplicably angry all night, and had to give Wang Kefan a pass.

At 9 a.m. on May 1, San Francisco time, a small lecture hall southeast of Stanford University was arranged as Wang Kefan's defense examination room.

In addition to Robertson, chair of the Department of Philosophy, the jury also included Anthony, another professor in the department, Thomson, director of the Academic Degrees Committee of the School of Communication, and Henness, the president. The lineup was so strong that it unsurprisingly attracted hundreds of students who were auditing, and they filled the front row of the classroom early. Guo Yujing, who arrived late, could only sit in the back row and endure several French male students courting her with a stiff accent.

Later, it was discovered that there were more and more people who were Guo Yujing, a great oriental beauty, and the seats in the back row were gradually crowded. Fortunately, Guo Yujing's cold face is not only cold and glamorous, but also imposing enough, and the students who obviously have a level gap with her are not embarrassed to seek a fit with a dead face.

Because of the relationship between Henness and Guo Yujing, the whole classroom has been noisy.

As the minutes passed, Henness looked up at Wang Kefan, who was standing on the podium, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then turned to Robertson and said, "Professor, you should be able to start." ”

Robertson took the microphone and said in a stern tone as usual: "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Wang Kefan's defense meeting will start now, please keep quiet!" ”

The words fell, and the hum of the scene soon fell silent.

"This old man's momentum is so ferocious!"

Guo Yujing heard someone say Chinese, subconsciously turned her head to look, and was surprised to find an acquaintance.

"Hello."

Liang Jing smiled at Guo Yujing, completely ignoring the eyes of others, directly stepped over the back of the seat, stepped on the seat next to Guo Yujing, and then sat down with a big grin.

As soon as she sat down, Liang Jing asked familiarly, "I heard that the idol got a full score in the credit test before?" ”

Guo Yujing didn't even pretend to be generous, she didn't bother to answer. He nodded with a cold face. Perfunctory past.

Liang Jing didn't care about Guo Yujing's cold attitude at all, and said to herself: "It's really worthy of being my idol, it's a pity that my dad doesn't have ...... vision."

Guo Yujing continued to pretend not to hear it, and insisted on not talking to Liang Jing.

At this moment, Wang Kefan, who was standing on the podium, spoke. A large essay of hundreds of thousands of words naturally cannot be explained clearly in one go. The review meeting only gave Wang Kefan 10 minutes. to briefly illustrate a few key arguments of this paper.

"It is not accurate for aesthetics to position its research object as a simple work of art, because the concept of art itself is vague, and different people have different understandings of art itself due to different moods and different ways of thinking and education levels on different occasions. A work of art is not only the crystallization of thinking, but also the product of serving people. Therefore, the object of aesthetic research should also be expanded to the scope of public understanding......"

Guo Yujing was listening carefully, Liang Jing suddenly patted her arm and asked, "What is the idol talking about, can you help me translate it?" ”

Guo Yujing glanced at Liang Jing strangely and asked, "You don't understand English?" ”

Liang Jing was not ashamed at all: "The idol speaks so fast, and there are so many professional rankings in his words, it's normal that he can't understand it!" ”

Guo Yujing was helpless. I could only translate for Liang Jing in a whisper.

But I just said a few words. I saw Liang Jing take out her mobile phone and start sending micro. Bo, Guo Yujing hurriedly stopped her and said, "Don't send it!" ”

"Why?"

Guo Yujing knew that things were not over. She frowned slightly, reached out and put her hand on the back of Liang Jing's hand, interrupting her movements, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Let's go out and talk." ”

Although Liang Jing was unhappy in her heart, after confronting Guo Yujing with her eyes for a long time, she was forced to give in to the momentum of the other party's queen. She reluctantly glanced at Wang Kefan from a distance, shook her head, and was pulled out of the classroom by Guo Yujing.

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After Wang Kefan finished speaking his opinion, there was a burst of applause at the scene.

Most of the results of aesthetics are actually equivalent to nonsense. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer new arguments like Wang Kefan's.

Robertson applauded, his face was not happy, but in his heart he had to admire Wang Kefan's attainments in this regard.

However, the main course of the defense meeting, after all, lies in the defense itself, no matter how novel and distinct Wang Kefan's views are, Roberson is sure that he can ask Wang Kefan to death.

The applause lasted for more than a minute before the scene fell silent.

After Roberson and the teachers next to him glanced at each other, everyone remained silent and handed over the first question to the head of the philosophy department.

Robertson smiled slightly, picked up the microphone, and asked Wang Kefan: "Mr. Wang Kefan, your first point of view is that the object of aesthetic research can be all the things we can perceive, right?" ”

"Yes."

"So do you think the feces are beautiful?"

As soon as the problem came out, the audience was in an uproar!

None of us present could have imagined that a professor of philosophy at a world-class university could ask such a disgusting and obviously sophistic question.

Henness frowned slightly, but did not speak with restraint. As a scholar in the direction of aesthetics, but you need to have the ability to say that the dead are alive, Robertson's problem is disgusting, but

"Absolutely, Professor Robertson." Wang Kefan said calmly, "In fact, this question was answered a long time ago by an unknown Chinese writer in a narrative called "Mother". ”

Wang Kefan didn't wait for everyone to react, and continued to talk.

The article, called "Mother," is about a farmer's mother, working in the fields. And one of the most symbolic symbols that appears in the article is the feces that Professor Robertson asked! ”

"Ah, that's disgusting......"

"I can't stand it, why do you keep repeating this word for doctoral dissertation defense......"

The people who were listening let out a soft buzzing sound, and their expressions were extremely painful.

Wang Kefan didn't care about it, and continued in a calm tone: "As we all know, China is a big agricultural country. Just a few decades ago, before China was fully industrialized, many Chinese were still living on farming. In those days, the people who farmed the land. Nine times out of ten, natural fertilizers are used. That's what Professor Robertson calls feces. However, the manure used for cultivation is fermented, which we call manure.

In the long years of history, the Chinese peasants, with their diligence and wisdom, have fed a huge number of people with their own hands, and have preserved our civilization to this day. I remember a line in "Mother" that said - I took a handful of incense and held it in my hand. After shaking them gently, I sprinkled them into the dirt under my feet, and the intoxicating breath reminded me of the image of my mother bending down to work, and how she raised my brothers. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Kefan paused slightly. The voice was much louder: "In that article, manure represents a spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation, and a celebration of the three qualities of industriousness, simplicity and perseverance. The writer's words give a beautiful meaning to what originally seemed disgusting. In fact, I think—"

Wang Kefan looked at Roberson with burning eyes, "Art." Just means. And not the result. The essence of art is to be an objective affair with all things. I perform perceptual reprocessing. In the same way, all the things that are originally not beautiful can be made beautiful by artistic processing, and in the same way, we can also take artistic methods to give them a beautiful side. Mr. Robertson, when feces are endowed with the three qualities of industriousness, simplicity and perseverance, do you think feces are beautiful? ”

The corners of Robertson's mouth twitched twice, and in the playful gaze of the audience, he still admitted to death: "As long as the word feces still exists, then there will still be a disgusting picture in my mind, and it is still not beautiful." ”

Wang Kefan smiled and shook his head, "But Mr. Robertson, you know, if the Chinese plan to write such an article, it is impossible to directly propose that word, in fact, we call that thing 'night incense', people who are not familiar with Chinese culture, just literally understood, will even mistakenly think that thing is really fragrant."

And, as I said earlier, if you put the words 'manure' together with the words 'industrious', 'rustic', and 'stoic', will readers with normal reading ability care more about the former or the latter? I think those who only focus on the former and deliberately ignore the core spirit of the article, they either have in their brains or in their hearts, right? ”

Wang Kefan made a move of Tai Chi and threw the question back to Robertson.

Robertson's face turned green. If you want to say that Wang Kefan answered well, he is unwilling; But to say that Wang Kefan's answer is not good, then it is equivalent to admitting in disguise that he either has in his head or in his heart.

Just when Roberson was hesitating, Wang Kefan continued unexpectedly.

"The processing power of art is powerful, and even in the darkest age of thought, there are always talented artists who can create beautiful works. The so-called sense of beauty not only exists in the objective sense, but also in the perceptual cognition of human beings. Truth, goodness and beauty are inherently trinity, seeking truth and goodness, that is, pursuing beauty. If you look at all things with sincerity and kindness, then everything will be beautiful! ”

The audience was shocked.

The people who can brag nonsense, the high-achieving students here have not seen it. The lessons of the masters of aesthetics, they have not heard it.

But they are really unheard of to be able to associate feces with truth, goodness and beauty so confidently.

"Great!"

Henness was the first to take the lead in applauding, and immediately the audience was boiling and whistles rang out.

Robertson's face turned from green to blue, gritted his teeth for a long time, and could only comment in a deep voice: "The entry point is very special, the logic is clear, and the arguments are used accurately." This question...... That's a good answer. ”

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Inside the restaurant outside the chapel.

Since Guo Yujing pulled Liang Jing out, there was no need to tell her about Wang Kefan anymore.

Liang Jing didn't ask, completely immersed in her own world. She was holding a spoon in one hand and mixing ice cream absentmindedly, typing with the other, her eyes staring at the screen of her phone, exactly the posture that a woman should have.

The two of them sat in silence for a long time, Guo Yujing wanted to go back and couldn't go back, and finally lost to Liang Jing with half a move, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?" ”

Liang Jing replied without raising his head: "Tease the dog." ”

"Funny dog?"

Liang Jing nodded, handed the phone to Guo Yujing with a smile, and said, "Look." ”

Guo Yujing took the mobile phone, and saw Liang Jing write in the name of the vest "Wang Kefan" on a forum: "There are many fools in the world, and there are many fools. Self-cultivation. In order to achieve tranquility and far-reaching. Good news has been heard today. ”

Follow-up post-

"Good news? Finally received an invitation letter from the prison and are you going to eat prison food? What a joy! ”

"Fools? Foolish. Don't pee on things and look in the mirror, is it really great to be a Spring Festival Gala? A broken. I am embarrassed to come out with a bachelor's degree, and I am embarrassed to come out of JJYY, and I still pretend to sell fake advertisements. you. the dog thing, really. Mom shameless. ”

"Wang liar, are your whole family dead?"

"It's obviously a play. You have to make yourself look like a cultured person; is obviously a fake, and he has to make a look of how wronged he is; obviously doesn't even have a work, but he dares to pretend to be a big name. Wang liar, do you say that you are shameless, shameless, or shameless? ”

Guo Yujing looked at the whole line. Except for a few diehard fans of Wang Kefan who occasionally say they support, almost 90% of the rest of the comments are teasing, sarcastic or scolding.

She shook her head and returned the phone to Liang Jing, asking, "Is it interesting?" ”

"Interesting!" Liang Jing said, "After a while, when the idol defense is over, I will post the news that he got a doctorate from Stanford University on the Internet to see if the faces of those people are swollen or not." ”

Guo Yujing sighed slightly and said, "Even if these people's faces are really swollen, what can they do?" A group of companies. Obviously, people who are innocent and innocent. Is it useful for you to reason with children who are just scolding for the sake of scolding? ”

"Whether it works or not. These things should be done sooner or later, right? ”

"Yes." Guo Yujing repeated what she had just said, "But isn't it the right time?" ”

Liang Jing asked rhetorically: "When is the time?" ”

Guo Yujing said lightly: "I listen to Kefan." ”

Liang Jing laughed and said, "You are really a good wife." Saying that, without waiting for Guo Yujing's expression, Liang Jing said again, "It's just that you don't understand idols at all." ”

Liang Jing's words were no less lethal to Guo Yujing than the forced kiss he gave to Wang Kefan in front of her the last time they met. Guo Yujing was calm and light on the surface, but her heart was already like a storm crashing on the shore, she didn't speak with a cold face, and looked at Liang Jing quietly.

Liang Jing smiled slightly and said, "The patience of idols is not as good as you think. When it's time to make a move, he'll definitely make a move. Miss Guo, how about we make a bet? ”

Guo Yujing said lightly: "Don't gamble." ”

Liang Jing loosened his shoulders and said, "Since the idol has even used the trick of taking the Stanford doctorate, I estimate that within a few days, he will definitely close the net." ”

Guo Yujing chuckled in her heart, and the expression on her face finally changed a little.

Liang Jing continued: "The idol is responsible for fishing, and I am responsible for teasing the dog. In fact, whether it is a fish or a dog, Wang Kefan's guy looks like anyone can step on him, and he is very fierce. When he was not famous, he dared to beat that guy from Zhu Qishan half to death, and now who wants to chase and bite him like a mad dog, let's put it this way-

Even if I can't kill the mad dogs in the world, my idol will definitely do a few things to make an example of the monkey, you see that it seems useless to tease the dog now, but think about it, one day the idol is going to go crazy, I can provide him with a few targets as soon as possible, so that he can vent his anger......"

The extremely ambiguous word of the pun came out of Liang Jing's mouth, and it immediately brought Guo Yujing back to her senses.

Comrade Goddess smiled faintly and said, "Liang Jing, no matter how hard you try, it's useless, do you know what Kefan needs most?" ”

"What?" Liang Jing asked.

Guo Yujing sat upright, her towering chest naturally stood up, "I." ”

Liang Jing was quiet for a long time, and came to a very outrageous turn. She stretched out her hand and pointed at Guo Yujing's chest, and said seriously: "If you grow so big, it will be ugly when you are old." ”

Guo Yujing glared angrily with a cold face, and Liang Jing laughed: "But don't worry, seeing that you are so well maintained, if you have a few fewer children, you shouldn't have to worry before the age of 40." ”

Guo Yujing's face became more and more ugly, and sure enough, Liang Jing immediately continued: "It's still good to be young, let me calculate, I'm 20 this year, you are 29, and I'm waiting for you 40." I am 31. I heard that women in their 30s have the most taste, no wonder idols choose you instead of me. But I'm not afraid, the year you sagged, I happened to be in the prime of life, Miss Guo, I really can afford to wait! ”

Guo Yujing forcibly suppressed her anger and said slowly: "Little girl." If you plan to be a third party and do such an immoral thing, can you be so embarrassed to say it? ”

"It depends on who is digging it! Your man is the thought of my life! ”

Liang Jing said this a little loudly, and a chuckle couldn't help but sound around her.

Guo Yujing shook her head speechlessly and said, "One of the three people in San Francisco City speaks Chinese, don't you know?" ”

Liang Jing was stunned when she heard this, and quickly looked left and right. Seeing a number of Chinese who were smiling at her, she couldn't help but blush, but she still insisted on: "Let's bet, I bet that as soon as the idol comes out of the examination room later, he will be rectified." If I guess correctly, you won't be allowed to stop me from seeing my idol in the future. ”

Guo Yujing asked coldly, "Why should I bet with you?" ”

Liang Jing's voice suddenly became soft, and her eyes were slightly red. He pouted and said, "If my dad hadn't stopped me." It must be me who is with him now......"

Guo Yujing grinned and decisively sprinkled a handful of salt on Liang Jing's wound: "It's useless for me to pretend to be pitiful." Little girl. In view of your high profile, I have decided to do my best to make you disappear from Kefan's sight from today onwards. - Waiter, pay the bill! ”

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When Guo Yujing returned to the small classroom, Wang Kefan's defense had entered the final stage.

Several reviewers have used their own weird questions in turn to pick the bones from the egg of Wang Kefan's paper, but unfortunately they were all easily solved by Wang Kefan.

At this time, Wang Kefan's defense meeting seems to have become a speech meeting, and the last question, Wang Kefan was chattering for more than half an hour and refused to give up, and what is even more fucked up is that everyone, including Robertson, still listens to it with relish!

Guo Yujing found a corner and sat down, and after a while, Liang Jing also came in.

After entering the classroom, Liang Jing's girl was not ambiguous at all, and when she raised her hand, it was another photo, and she sat down contentedly after taking it.

Guo Yujing shook her head helplessly and shifted her attention to Wang Kefan.

"As far as the ancient Greeks, as far as post-Renaissance Europe, tragedy was regarded as an elegant and superior art, and comedy was an inferior artistic carrier, and this prejudice was obviously foolish.

Just as it was said before that any matter can show its beauty in the form of art, from this point of view, a work of art should not be artificially divided into superior and inferior! The main reason for this categorization should be attributed to the personal interests of those in power, and the shameless welcome of cultural people!

And from the perspective of art itself, tragedy and comedy can't be completely separated at all. I grew up in China and was exposed to two cultures.

The first one, rooted in the Orient, is the Chinese Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism culture, and one of the basic theories of Taoism is yin and yang! Sadness and joy, as two emotions, have their differences, and they also have their interconnectedness; The red culture from the West, but carried forward in China, uses more modern language to explain the relationship, in China, even the worst high school students know that the two sides of the contradiction are both opposite and unified!

A tragedy without comedy as a foreshadowing cannot make people's hearts feel really heavy. There is a famous movie in China called "Journey to the West", and many people's feelings about this movie are that when they were young, they watched it all the time, laughed all the time, and when they saw the end, they felt bored. When I looked at it when I was older, I kept laughing and laughing, and I laughed and laughed, and I cried. "Journey to the West" is a stroke of genius in Chinese comedy movies, but its essence is a tragedy.

In the same way, in true comedy, there is no joy at all without the premise of some tragic plot. For example, Indian Bollywood's "Three Fools" is full of tragic feelings from beginning to end, but we know that it is a comedy. A work that accompanies tragedy and comedy is a really good work. A person who only knows how to laugh but does not cry is mentally abnormal; A person who can only cry but not laugh is mentally abnormal.

A truth that people who engage in literature and art always need to understand is that they must not treat the audience, readers, and listeners as wood, and only care about themselves to vent their personal feelings.

In addition, from a practical point of view, in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer good comedy works, but many tragic works can be filmed every year. So it's fair to say that a good comedy is more difficult to produce than a good tragedy.

I thought the time had come to justify comedy. Our lives are bad enough that the West is depressed. Transformation of Eastern societies. We see a lot of bad news every day, but we also find elements that can comfort our hearts every day.

Artists need to wake up, whether they are engaged in literature, music, fine arts, or film, all of them should realize that men, women, and children living in modern society are eager to see, hear, and feel what can bring them hope and laughter.

The hungry get food, and the thirsty get water. Those at risk are safe, those who sleep on the streets are given housing, the young people living on the streets are warm, those who are sick are healthy, those who are in distress are helped, and children at the bottom are promoted. People at the top can find out with a conscience.

These are all wishes, and it will take hundreds of thousands of years for all mankind to strive for them all, but as artists, we can make people see the possibility of realizing these wishes. Nothing else, it's the most powerful comedy in the world! Comedy is not about form, it's about feeling; The tragedy is not sensationalism, but unforgettable!

Tragedy and comedy are one and the same. But if you have to separate the two. I hope that all of you will create works with the intention of giving hope to others. Of course. If it's a work created purely to express a point of view, you can ignore everything I just said. Thank you. ”

After Wang Kefan finished speaking, he took a sip of water.

When I put down the water glass, I realized that something was wrong.

Everyone present looked at him intently, no one spoke, and it was as quiet as if they saw a halo rising above his head.

After a long time, suddenly a burst of extremely warm applause broke out.

Henness let out a long sigh of relief, and after a long time of reflection, he turned his head and asked the person next to him: "Professor Robertson, I don't think I need to vote, do I?" ”

Roberson shook his head, then nodded again.

Seeing this, Henness went to see Thomson again.

Thomson didn't say a word, but said bluntly: "It seems that we have hired a good teacher." ”

Anthony smiled and said, "God is not sorry not to give him a doctorate if he can write a 46-page essay in Humanities." ”

Henness said no more, picked up the microphone and announced: "After deliberation by the jury, Mr. Wang Kefan passed the doctoral dissertation defense. Next, we will immediately hold the degree conferment ceremony, and I would like to invite all the gentlemen and ladies present to extend a round of applause to Mr. Wang Kefan. ”

The applause thundered again.

The doctor's gown and doctor's hat were placed on the table of the judges' chair without concealment.

Henness changed into a doctor's robe worn by the dean on the spot, put on a hat with golden tassels, picked up Wang Kefan's clothes, strode onto the stage, and personally put on a costume for Wang Kefan.

Wang Kefan, who was wearing a doctor's hat, bowed slightly and asked Henness to help the tassel hanging on the right side to the left side. Behind him, Thomson handed over two certificates.

Henness took the doctoral certificate and handed it to Wang Kefan, shook hands with him heavily, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang Kefan, congratulations on becoming an alumnus of Stanford University. ”

Wang Kefan replied with a smile: "Thank you, I'm honored." ”

Henness took the letter of appointment again and announced in a loud voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, here, in addition to congratulating Mr. Wang Kefan on obtaining his doctorate in aesthetics, I also want to announce an appointment to you. Now, I have officially hired Dr. Wang Kefan as a visiting professor at our university! ”

"Good job, Headmaster!" Immediately, a student in the classroom shouted, "Don't be cheap to Harvard!" ”

In the midst of all kinds of cheers, in the last row of the classroom, a girl suddenly got up and rushed towards Wang Kefan.

Seeing this, Guo Yujing naturally couldn't show weakness.

Liang Jing and Guo Yujing ran onto the stage one after the other, one left and one right, and hugged Wang Kefan.

Wang Kefan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Henness saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly hugged Wang Kefan. Thomson, who was standing on the side, followed suit, and after a while, Wang Kefan was wrapped into a ball. And in order to prevent Guo Yujing from being rubbed with oil, he had to hold her in his arms. Liang Jing was jealous when she saw this, and she was stunned to drill into Wang Kefan's arms. The scene was chaotic.

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Wang Kefan, who finally got 2 "nonsense qualification certificates", is completely relaxed.

Guo Yujing is the opposite.

As soon as she returned to the hotel, Guo Yujing, who has always had a habit of cleanliness, actually omitted the step of taking a bath first, and reached out to pull Wang Kefan's clothes as soon as she closed the door. Wang Kefan also thought that she was sexually aroused due to excitement, and naturally she did not refuse.

More than an hour later, Wang Kefan hugged Guo Yujing, who looked like mud, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Guo Yujing put her face on Wang Kefan's chest and whispered, "I'm afraid." ”

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid my breasts will sag one day."

“……”

"I'm serious."

Wang Kefan stretched out his hand to hold Guo Yujing's suckling pigeon, Guo Yujing sighed, Wang Kefan gently kneaded twice, and said: "I heard that regular massage can effectively delay sagging." ”

"I'm going to die." Guo Yujing took Wang Kefan's hand away with a red face, then turned over, leaned her back on Wang Kefan's arms, and asked hesitantly, "Kefan, what are you going to do next?" ”

Wang Kefan smiled slightly and said, "Some people say that I have no morality, but Liang Wei is willing to testify for me; Some people say that I don't have a work, and now Nomo Okin is an international singer; Some people said I wasn't qualified, but Stanford University asked me to be a professor. Han Baichuan is gone, and public opinion is about to be slapped in the face by the facts, wife, do you think we still need to wait now? ”

In Guo Yujing's mind, Liang Jing's shadow flashed in an instant, her heart suddenly jumped, and one hand subconsciously grabbed Wang Kefan's arm.

Wang Kefan showed a vulgar smile and moved Guo Yujing's hand to the thing.

Guo Yujing frowned slightly and asked, "Kefan, do you like me?" ”

Wang Kefan nodded.

"Do you love me?"

Wang Kefan nodded again.

"What do you love about me?"

Wang Kefan was stunned, he looked at Guo Yujing with concern, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Guo Yujing quickly shook Wang Kefan's words a few times, Wang Kefan trembled for a while, and the root of the bane regained his spirits.

Guo Yujing didn't say anything, she turned over and rode onto Wang Kefan's waist with tears in her eyes, the murder weapon entered her body, and she moved up and down half crying and half screaming.

Wang Kefan saw that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly held Guo Yujing down and kissed him for a long time, and after Guo Yujing stopped, he asked, "Because of Liang Jing, right?" ”

Guo Yujing nodded aggrievedly, Wang Kefan shook his head helplessly, hugged her dotingly, and said softly: "Let go of ten thousand hearts, I won't meet her again in the future." ”

"Really?"

"Well, anyway, you have claustrophobic space syndrome, and you have been pestering me all day, and I don't have a chance even if I think about it."

Guo Yujing burst into tears and laughed, and said, "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

Wang Kefan said: "Let's find a few little minions to vent our anger first." ”

As soon as Guo Yujing heard Wang Kefan say almost the same thing as Liang Jing, she was immediately jealous again.

She raised her buttocks slightly, and then sat down fiercely, Wang Kefan suddenly felt so comfortable that his tail was numb, and all the messy things were immediately left behind.

Is there anything more important in the world than what we are doing right now? (To be continued.) )