However, at this time, Ye Qiu had already walked to He Yi's side, and then slowly squatted down, looking at He Yi in a daze.

He Yiyi's face changed, and he reprimanded: "I asked you to kneel! I didn't ask you to squat! Don't you understand the words?"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you enjoyed acting?"

He Yi was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "Acting ......"

Ye Qiu didn't continue to let He Yi speak, but reached out and slapped He Yi's head like a blood gourd.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound suddenly resounded throughout the box, and then a scream like a pig suddenly sounded.

"Ahh

This is not just a slap in the head, He Yi's head has been opened, there are countless large and small openings, although the injury is not serious, but it is real, it's okay not to touch it, now this slap is stimulating, new injuries and old injuries, that taste.

"How dare you ......"

"Smack!"

"You know ......"

"Smack!"

"I ......"

"Smack!"

Ye Qiu actually didn't have any strength at all, and he could even be regarded as light-handed, but no matter how light it was, it would inevitably hurt when it hit the wound.

"Don't ......"

"Smack!"

"Woo...... Stop it...... Woohoo......"

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

He Translation finally collapsed!

That's not the script.

Shouldn't you kneel down and beg for mercy, and dare to beat yourself like this?

Wasn't he frightened just now?

He Yiyi couldn't figure it out, and seemed to have entered a dead end, and his high emotions instantly fell to the bottom.

He was very aggrieved, very aggrieved!

So he cried!

When He Yi cried, Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Tut-tut, it's not good for an arrogant gentleman to cry his nose, is there such a thing as a crying nose in the etiquette of a gentleman?"

"Huh...... What a shame...... For such a big person, you still have to cry your nose...... Baa don't cry nose ......"

Baa Baa is also adding oil and vinegar on the side, and his little face is tilted up, and he said coldly.

"Woo ......"

Dabai also screamed twice.

He Yi looked at the bleating on Ye Qiu's head and dared to laugh at himself, and suddenly became angry, glared at Baa viciously, and then roared: "Stinky ......"

"Smack!"

All the anger in his heart was slapped back by Ye Qiu, and He Yi suddenly felt that all the depression was about to suffocate him, and he couldn't help but cry with grief.

"Ah...... Whining...... Yes...... What's going on...... Whining...... You killed me...... Don't bring such a strong person to drop ......"

With this cry, all the tones changed, and a thick country accent suddenly blurted out.

Ye Qiu was stunned, hey, what kind of accent is this?

Sound familiar, right?

Isn't it gentleman's education?

Paris, Henan Province?

As a special soldier, Ye Qiu has received a lot of language training, which is why Ye Qiu can speak French.

Of course, domestic dialects also need to be trained, Henan dialect, Sichuan dialect, Northeast dialect, Fujian dialect, this dialect with distinctive language characteristics, Ye Qiu has practiced.

What you do, that's what you do.

A strong person means to bully people.

With these two devils, pretending to be here, Ye Qiu still thought that this guy really grew up abroad! In order to maintain an arrogant posture when Pierno scolded that kind of racial discrimination.

Thinking about it like this, Ye Qiu became angry, this girl is a traitor, born in China, raised in China, and forgot what her surname was when she came back from wandering around a few times.

Ye Qiu now has a bunch in his heart, holding grass!

It's a different kind of mood.

Overseas Chinese and returned overseas Chinese are two different things.

Overseas Chinese, although they are Chinese in blood, are no longer born and raised in China after all, and it is their duty to keep in mind the motherland, which is commendable, but it is not an obligation.

After all, if you didn't grow up in a domestic environment, you have been baptized by Western ideas since childhood, and you can still remember the motherland, which is really commendable.

But the so-called returned overseas Chinese are different, growing up at home, raising at home, studying abroad for a few years, and coming back to all kinds of foreign countries, advanced abroad, open abroad, and free abroad.

Why is it so good abroad, you come back to do chicken feathers?

What makes Ye Qiu most angry is that you follow a foreign chef and shake like this?

Is this the place where you can be so unscrupulous?

What a face!

Ye Qiu's big hand directly grabbed He Yi's collar, glared at him and asked, "Let me kill you?" Are you serious?"

Everyone was shocked.

Bai Hao was dumbfounded.

Gu's mother was so frightened that she almost slipped under the table.

Gu Pan'er blurted out in horror: "Ye Qiu, don't!"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be a terrifying coercion, and the reward pretending to be worth 20,000 points. ”

"Ah......h

He Yiyi suddenly screamed, only to feel that the handsome young man in front of him suddenly turned into a fierce beast grinding his teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp, and a fierce aura of corpses and mountains of blood burst out.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'm not serious...... I don't want to die...... Don't kill me."

Ye Qiu looked at the indescribable He Yi who was afraid, and at the same time as anger in his heart, a kind of sadness gradually grew.

Weak!

It's not like you're on weakness!

It's mental weakness!

Bully the soft and fear the hard!

Climb high and step low!

This seems to have become a common trait among Chinese people.

Ye Qiu can convince one such person, he can convince ten, he can convince a thousand, ten thousand!

But can it convince 100 million people, can it convince 1.3 billion people?

And can the destruction of violence really lift the spirits?

And it was not the first time that Ye Qiu had experienced such a thing.

Even Feng Gang, the program director of "Food in the World", felt that Chinese cuisine was old and decaying, without new ideas, and far inferior to foreign cuisine.

At the beginning, some Chinese culinary masters invited by Feng Gang with national honor and ethnic righteousness also prevaricated and avoided fighting for various reasons.

Why not fight?

It's very simple, it's cowardice!

Ye Qiu suddenly woke up at this time, could it be that Huaxia had already begun to lose its national self-confidence?

In China, where food is the sky, the people are compared to some barbarians who drink blood in front of their cooking skills.

If this kind of self-confidence gradually declines, how should the Chinese people deal with themselves?

This assumption made Ye Qiu fall into an ice cave.

No way!

Absolutely not!

Ye Qiu's eyes suddenly became firm.

If he hadn't obtained the pretending system, Ye Qiu would just be an ordinary person, and he couldn't do anything about this kind of thing.

But now, with this kind of anti-heaven external hanging on his body, Ye Qiu feels that this kind of heavy responsibility of awakening the national spirit has become a matter of responsibility.

Starting today, Huaxia's backbone and self-confidence have been contracted by me Ye Qiu!

And looking at Piano secretly looking at himself with a blank and frightened face, Ye Qiu sneered.

"Hehe, the world's No. 1 master of French cuisine, right?

Then he suddenly let go of the He translator he was holding in his hand, Ye Qiu turned his head and smiled at Bai Hao: "Clean up a kitchen, I want to broadcast live!"