In late April 2011, Emma Watson, who had just celebrated her 21st birthday, encountered the biggest scandal crisis on her way to fame:

An unknown website media exposed a series of indecent photos of her, including a number of large-scale photos of scratching her head, bed photos, bath photos, and even heavy breastfeeding photos......

Although lawyers and public relations teams have been entrusted to deal with it, and the corresponding original pictures of those photos have been found, proving that they were maliciously synthesized, they still cause irreparable damage to her image - after all, a considerable number of netizens have little discernment, and in this era of rapid information accumulation, they do not have time to analyze these things. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to escape the turmoil, she ended her course early and returned to the UK from Brown University in the United States, living in seclusion every day, occasionally shopping with one or two friends, and staying at home most of the time, accompanied by her mother and younger brother, slowly recovering her mood.

Dragonshit was completely unaware of these things, but that didn't stop them from talking.

A Chinese athlete who has just played professional football for two years, and a British actress who became popular all over the world ten years ago, but has never had any positive reviews in terms of acting skills...... How much can they have in common?

But some things are so strange, some people may not even understand each other's language, but they can become friends even by means of lame gestures, and some people will die like enemies even though they are in the same circle.

In fact, they chatted as the sun sank over their drinks.

Long Shute was very surprised to find that the famous actress in front of her, who was popular all over the world as early as ten years ago, was like a girl next door, who had obviously seen countless big scenes, and should have been familiar with interviews in the long-term battle with the media, but when the two people were talking, the female star occasionally showed nervousness and shyness.

They talked about things for a long time, and Long Shute gradually understood some things about the girl in front of him, and maybe the other party also understood himself.

When Emma's mother, Jacqueline, came home from a square dance – which the author had made up – she was somewhat surprised to find a strange Oriental boy at home talking to her daughter.

"Hey, baby......" Jacqueline was greeting her daughter, but her eyes clearly fell on Long Shute.

Long Shute, who has been in Europe for many years, still retains the Chinese style in his bones, and when he saw the head of the family returning, he stood up as soon as possible: "Hello, madam, I am Long Shute, Alex's friend." ”

Jacqueline smiled and nodded, "Do you want to eat something?" ”

"No, thank you." Long Shute hurriedly shook his head, because according to his understanding, Europeans had almost no habit of retaining first-time guests to eat.

Unexpectedly, Emma got up from the sofa, and while she helped Jacqueline put away her shopping bag, she turned back to the guest and asked, "I'll cook, do you mind eating pasta?" ”

"Of course not," Long Shute replied with a smile, his voice a little hesitant, "but...... Do you really know how to cook? I don't want to be cast by a little witch before the game. ”

Emma raised her slender eyebrows: "I studied at a two-Michelin-starred restaurant. ”

Jacqueline smiled and nodded: "Although Emma is usually very busy, her cooking skills are indeed quite good, and there are few young girls like him now......"

Long Shute blinked, and had no choice but to obey his fate respectfully.

Pasta is actually very simple to say, after all, it is not a handmade noodle, and there is no need to test the knife skills, plus some side dishes and sauces, you can bake it with two casual pulls......

Of course, at least master the heat and seasoning.

When Emma came out with three good-looking noodles, Long Shute had already thought of a hundred ways to deal with it, in case this thing really tasted like poison, how should he explain it so as not to embarrass the other party and not put his life in danger......

Well, let's just say I'm allergic to chopped green onions in England.

Oh no, there doesn't seem to be a green onion in it!

What can I do about this?!

A flustered Ronshette took a cautious bite under Emma's gaze.

"How?" Before he could swallow it, Emma asked impatiently.

Jacqueline, who was sitting on the side, covered her mouth and smiled, probably thinking that her daughter was a little anxious.

"Drop, the food is not toxic, it is harmless to the body, and it will not affect your state."

When he heard the cold electronic synthesis sound of the system, Long Shute swallowed it with confidence and boldness.

He frowned and chewed repeatedly for a long time, and then took another sip of red wine, and then exhaled with some difficulty.

This painful expression made Emma can't help but doubt her craft: "Well, if it's not to your liking, don't force it ......"

"I think you've really done a kind of dark magic...... "Ryushute pointed to his chest, "Kill me with affection, it's definitely the best pasta I've ever had, and I'm worried about whether I'll be able to eat it when I go to the restaurant in the future." ”

Emma wrinkled her nose cutely, and the corners of her sharp mouth were raised: "Have you always made girls happy like this?" ”

"No," Long Shute raised his two sword eyebrows, not to be outdone, "In my 21-year-old life, I have only said such things to one girl. Just two years ago in the summer, in the light rain in Amsterdam, she cruelly rejected me, for which I was in agony, and in the meantime, I was in great pain...... I didn't even look at the other girls again and could only focus all my energy on kicking. Now...... Strange fate has led me to meet her again, and we may not know each other well, but I have fallen under her spell. I have to ask her, can you give me a chance to pursue you? ”

There were only three meetings, and the time spent together was only two hours, but such a confession was definitely not the most sudden.

Because there are many people who fall in love at first sight, compared to them, Long Shute's words have been brewing for at least two years.

Jacqueline smiled and watched her daughter suddenly turn red, as a biological mother, she didn't consciously take the initiative to interfere, but happily acted as an audience eating melons and watching the play, if it weren't for the fact that she clearly knew that the client was her biological daughter, maybe the lawyer's mother couldn't help but applaud the boy's confession lines......

Emma pursed her lips, she didn't say any excuses like "we just met and didn't know each other enough", this kind of thing was really just an excuse.

The boy in front of him may not be as eye-catching as those flamboyant or muscular male stars in the film and television industry, but there seems to be a strange charm that makes it difficult for Emma to refuse completely.

Emma gently bit her thin but moist lower lip and answered the boy who confessed to her in an inaudible voice: "That's your freedom......"

Pursue me...... It's your freedom.

Of course you can pursue me.