Not to mention what the people outside thought, at this time, Meng Xiaoman had returned to the main church, sitting on the papal chair, Meng Xiaoman looked at the three people below who were still shivering: "Mora, right?" Do you think the church still needs an archbishop? ”

Mora rubbed his palms that were blue from the cold: "Everything depends on the will of the Pope, I think the decision of the Pope is the root of everything, as long as it is the decision of the Pope, then it is my supreme will." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Meng Xiaoman nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, since this is the case, then whoever has any opinions can say it, if not, go down and do your own business." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and at last they were silent. Meng Xiaoman nodded: "In that case, you all retreat." ”

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope." Everyone nodded, and then respectfully withdrew one by one.

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Meng Xiaoman was just about to speak, when the White White Queen waved her hand to the church knights in the hall: "You guys go down too, I have important matters to discuss with the Pope." Stay outside and remember that no one is allowed to come closer. ”

"Yes." The knights of the church answered, and then they all withdrew, closing the doors of the temple.

Meng Xiaoman glanced at the white queen next to him, and couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding in his heart.

This premonition just rose, and he turned over in vain and threw Meng Xiaoman directly to the ground: "My dear Pope, let the family serve you now." ”

Meng Xiaoman's face couldn't help but change greatly: "In vain, don't make trouble.."

Before the words fell, the red lips of the White Queen had already been imprinted on his mouth, followed by the wind and rain, the clouds and rain in Wushan....

After some clouds and rain, the white queen snuggled in Meng Xiaoman's arms: "Xiaoman, when will you come next time?" ”

The corners of Meng Xiaoman's mouth twitched slightly: "Uh, soon, don't worry." ”

The White Queen stood up: "Well, well, if you don't talk and make people wait for so long, they will make you suffer a little next time." ”

Meng Xiaoman's face changed greatly: "Don't worry, I will definitely come over early next time." ”

Just now, the White Queen tossed him for seven or eight hours, and with his physique, he felt exhausted, which can be imagined.

"Bai Bai, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back over there first, there are still many things waiting for me to do over there..."Meng Xiaoman looked at Bai Bai with a bitter face.

The White Queen yawned: "Well, go, go, people are going to rest for a while." ”

Meng Xiaoman nodded hurriedly, tidied up his clothes, and then opened the door of the church, and flew towards the imperial castle in the royal capital with ice wings behind him.

After a short time, he came to the basement of the Imperial Castle, and Meng Xiaoman directly started the teleportation and returned to the sixth floor of the underground base.

"Huh? Little man, master, you don't seem to look good? At this time, Yalan, who exuded a slight glow all over his body, came over and touched Meng Xiaoman's face.

Meng Xiaoman's face was a little embarrassed and waved his hand: "Yes?" It must be your delusion. By the way, I'll go to the mainland in a few days to hold a press conference, and then I'll release the movie, and the next time I go back to the island, I'll give you all the super light cores you need for your ultimate evolution. ”

"Ah, really? Thank you so much little man. As soon as he heard the super light core, Yalan didn't bother to continue to pursue the reason for Meng Xiaoman's bad face.

Meng Xiaoman nodded, and then walked towards the elevator: "Well, don't worry, I won't let you wait too long, after all, a lot of my research depends on you." ”

After a short time, he left the underground base, and after leaving the underground base, Meng Xiaoman returned directly to Su Ying's room.

At this time, Su Ying was lying on the bed watching TV, and Meng Xiaoman walked over gently, and couldn't help but wonder what Su Ying was watching. Turning his attention to the TV, it was a little unexpected for him, it turned out to be the promotional conference of his movie 'Romance of the Gods', which was the people of Feixing Entertainment Group.

smiled at Su Ying, hugged Su Ying gently, Meng Xiaoman also watched it, to be honest, he also wanted to see what kind of public relations the movie given to him by the people of the Feixing Group had become.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, as the vice president of Feixing Group, this time you personally came to promote Mr. Meng Xiaoman's movie, it can be seen that Feixing Group attaches great importance to Mr. Meng Xiaoman." A male reporter said impassionedly, his eyes kept looking at the middle-aged man sitting above.

The middle-aged man showed a gentle smile: "Actually, it's not what you think, originally this publicity conference, our President Su was going to come in person, and for this reason, we also pushed off a 300 million business, if it weren't for my obstruction in death, I'm afraid it wouldn't be me sitting here now, but our President Su." ”

The male reporter was choked, his mouth opened several times, and he was stunned and didn't say anything.

Meng Xiaoman couldn't help laughing: "Daughter-in-law Sakura, this vice president of our Feixing Group is quite black-bellied. ”

Su Ying also couldn't hold back a smile: "That's, this Zhao Wuchang is a well-known routine king, I think this is also the reason why my father asked him to go to your publicity conference." After all, it's your movie, but you didn't show up in person, if there is no ruthless person, you really can't control the scene, and it will be counterproductive for publicity. ”

Meng Xiaoman nodded with deep understanding, and then continued to cast his gaze on the LCD screen.

"So, Mr. Zhao, I want to ask, why didn't Mr. Meng Xiaoman arrive at this publicity conference? You must know that this is a movie promotion conference that he directed and acted in, but he was absent, which is a bit unreasonable, right? A female reporter next to her seemed to be unable to bear to see the male reporter continue to be embarrassed, so she quickly stood up and asked properly.

Zhao Wuchang plucked his ears and looked painful: "Hey, for this movie shooting, our big director and famous actor Mr. Meng Xiaoman has exhausted his mental strength, and he got sick during the filming of the movie, but he has been insisting on shooting, that is to say, this movie was completely completed by Mr. Meng Xiaoman with illness, and on the eve of this press conference, Mr. Meng Xiaoman was already lying on the hospital bed and couldn't stand up at all, and the doctor even said that if he was overworked, he would even be in danger of his life." ”

Clearing his throat, Zhao Wuchang pretended to cover his eyes: "But Mr. Meng Xiaoman still insisted on coming at this publicity conference, if it wasn't for me and his agent who forced him to stay in the hospital, I'm afraid you would have seen a dying Meng Xiaoman lying in front of you now." ”

"Poof. Hahahaha. Su Ying couldn't help it, and the flowers and branches that covered her mouth and laughed trembled.

Meng Xiaoman's face turned a little dark, especially meow, he really deserves to be the king of routines, he has to be respectful of this routine, but is it really good to curse him with such a compliment?

Let's say I'm angry, after all, I'm praising him for his dedication, let's say I'm not angry, and I really curse him. Meng Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh secretly, there are really countless talents in this world, and he is Meng Xiaoman's way of glove!