Zhou Yu was excited, for fear that the dancer would do something to him, so he quickly shook off the other party's hand.

Who knows, when I turned around, I saw a little girl with a ponytail, a princess dress, and a pure face, and said to him, "Hey." ”

Zhou Yu remembered that this was a little girl Sara who gave him an autograph in the arena and begged him to sign an autograph, but he refused.

Why don't you give up and come again?

Zhou Yu waved his hand impatiently: "I said, I don't give people autographs." I'm sorry. ”

Who knows, the little girl continued to use the broken imperial Chinese and insisted on saying to him: "Hey, I'm not looking for your autograph this time, but I want to ask you, can you help me ask for an autograph from Xihe Goddess?" ”

The expression on Zhou Yu's face suddenly seemed to be as wonderful as overturning the seasoning plate: "......"

This little girl used to chase him and call him "Rain God".

Now there is only a simple and crude "hey".

This little girl used to chase him for autographs.

Now I just want Master's signature.

Sure enough, whether it is a male fan or a female fan, once the master comes out of the mountain, there will be nothing to do with other men.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and took the photo: "Okay, I'll help you ask later." ”

However, he was a little puzzled: "Master is over there, why don't you just ask her for an autograph?" ”

Sara blushed and whispered, "I'm afraid she'll reject me, I'll cry." That wouldn't look good in front of her. And ......"

Zhou Yu endured the broken glass heart: "And what? ”

Sara: "And I made a bet with her before the game that if the Imperial team wins, I'll call her Dad...... But, but I don't want to call her dad now, I want to call her brother......"

Although Sarah's imperial Chinese was spoken awkwardly, Zhou Yu barely understood.

He looked helpless and clutched his heart: "Okay, okay, don't say it." Can't I get her autograph for you? ”

If he continues to say more, his glass heart is going to explode.

Master, Master, you see that you gave the little girl to Huo Huo.

Don't take off your mask, or it will be more troublesome.

Sara glanced in Qin Xin's direction without daring to look at it.

Zhou Yu picked up the broken glass heart, walked over and showed the photo to Qin Xin, Qin Xin smiled and signed his name, and glanced at Sara.

Sarah's face is red again!

Holding the autographed photo that finally got his wish, he ran away with his head bowed and happy.

Sara just left.

Then a dancer came over with a smile and said, "Goddess Xihe, our president has invited you to come over and talk about it." ”

Zhou Yu: "Master, I'll accompany you." ”

The dancer touched Zhou Yu's face: "Little handsome guy, our president just wants to see Xihe Goddess." ”

Zhou Yu angrily shook off the dancer's hand: "Who is your president?" My master is not something you can see when you want to. ”

The dancer smiled: "What a coincidence, our president is too, and ordinary people can't see it." Mr. Woolf, have you heard of it? ”

Zhou Yu: "...... Haven't heard of it! ”

Qin Xin raised his eyebrows and patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder: "Don't go." Wait for me here. ”

Then he whispered in his ear.

Zhou Yu's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Master, Master, she actually ...... Actually let him ...... Let him and a blonde dancer ......

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In a private room in the ballroom.

As soon as Qin Xin entered the door, he saw an old man with gray hair on the sofa.

and Matthew standing next to him.

She smiled unexpectedly.

The self-healing power of real robots is, of course, very strong, otherwise there would be no need to replace humans.

In the afternoon, Matthew's head wound was enough to be treated. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.