Chapter Seventy-One: I... Got it
When Cheng Qijun heard this question, he stopped rubbing his hands all the time, stayed there quietly, seemed to be thinking, and muttered in his mouth, "Idol, male god?" ”
For some reason, he had this question when he said the word. Maybe it's to ask again what the title means.
"Eighty percent of the little girls don't like you, right?"
"The term idol can be translated as idol."
When the boy heard this, he looked resistant.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he said this, and he seemed to be slightly disgusted by his good friend's liking.
The boy seemed worried that Cheng Qijun didn't understand his words. decided to give the other party a good science popularization.
"Idol means to pursue, to worship."
"My home is connected." Cheng Qijun showed a very confused smile.
Saying this sentence indicates that you still know the meaning of the other person's words.
The boy also nodded slightly, thinking that it might be connected, but the signal was not too strong.
It's just that I didn't expect that a person like Cheng Qijun, who doesn't understand the amorous style, would also pay attention to these Internet terms.
"To put it simply, I think maybe the girl's idea of you is pure worship. So she probably doesn't like you. ”
The boy's words were extremely sincere, and he still said them with a serious face. It doesn't seem to have thought of what will happen to him for a while.
In one word, that is, miserable!
Two words are extremely miserable!
Three words can be called very miserable.
After Cheng Qijun heard this, his expression did not change much. Just put the wine glass that had been holding it in his hand back on the table, and there was a loud "bang".
"Give you a chance to reorganize your language."
When the boy heard this, his brain also started to run rapidly.
"I'll tell you how to chase girls."
"First of all, you should talk more in front of her to increase your presence."
"And your way of speaking is too cold, you should be more enthusiastic."
The boy tried his best to express his enthusiasm as he said this. But it doesn't seem to have received much attention from the other party.
Cheng Qijun also had doubts in his heart. He answers other people's questions quite normally, why did he become cold?
Fortunately, at this time, the words in my heart cannot be heard by others. If he hears it, I believe that the boy next to him will beat him up.
"And then? You should," the boy seemed to have organized a lot of discourse and wanted to indoctrinate him greatly.
Slightly sideways saw the other party's puzzlement. It also stopped the topic: "The others are too advanced, you change the way you speak first." ”
"Oh." Cheng Qijun took a word very naturally.
This is probably because I understand all the theories in my heart, but there are certain difficulties in practice.
"You can't say that."
The boy sighed deeply and hurriedly corrected his apprentice.
Cheng Qijun didn't even speak any language this time. just raised his eyes slightly and looked at the boy next to him.
The boy seems to encounter such a situation often, and he also receives a signal that the other party is at a loss.
"If she's the girl you like. You're going to reply to me, and you can add a slight nod. The boy was teaching beside him, smiling at Cheng Qijun from time to time.
Cheng Qijun's brows were also furrowed, and he silently repeated those four words. "I... Got it. ”
The boy also nodded when he heard the four words, giving great encouragement.