Mu Fan didn't notice that there were already people around him looking at him.

There were three or four hundred people in the banquet hall, and it was too difficult for others to notice a person, but Mu Fan succeeded in doing it.

Now there was silence in Mu Fan's headset, and Hei no longer spoke. As a strange intelligent being, it has no skin, but through the monitoring in the hall, it noticed that there were already more than ten people staring at the kid who ate the nonsense of the sea, and there was even a tendency to spread more and more, because the empty plate on his right hand was stacking high at the speed of two plates a minute, and the most important thing was that the person concerned was still desperately stuffing it into his mouth as if he were not looking.

The six plates of butter bread were gone, and now he had his eyes on the food called muffin. The butter bread was still in the mouth, and the muffin cake couldn't be stuffed in, so everyone saw that the kid rammed it in with his hands, and he squeezed it in stiffly, and at this moment the viewer's heart was almost broken.

Hei wanted to simulate the emotions of the parties before, so as to experience Mu Fan's psychological state, and when he collected all the parameters, he found that the simulation program collapsed when it was 60% of the time...... The face of one's own host cannot be replicated.

As a great intelligent life from a parallel universe, Black developed a psychology called admiration for the host for the first time, and at this moment in the PO Battle.net world, the metal silver ball of the black virtual clone is catapulting in the fighting room of Base 341 in a state that exceeds the speed of sound.

"It's too embarrassing for Lord Black!"

"It's too embarrassing!"

"I want to vent."

In the dark night, a pair of dark green eyes swayed left and right with the trajectory of the black, and from time to time he pulled out a stick and struck it, and the black ejected more violently.

"What a happy thing it is to eat, I miss my life." The vicissitudes of life sighed in tone, but the movements of the hands did not slow down in the slightest.

"Don't mess up, you even helped that kid speak, now you won't be hungry and eat anything!" The black anger was in a hurry, and his only comrade-in-arms was not even on the same front as it.

"You don't understand." The fighter smacked his lips, and the green light in his hand was bright, and the black even showed a row of phantoms under the sudden doubling of the blow.

"Old-East-West!" Black's voice was simple, and the three words were pulled to three seconds and he finished speaking...

……

What time is this? I don't know.

Mu Fan picked up another plate of peeled frosted melon and stuffed it into his mouth, and the previous muffin cake was finally squeezed into his stomach.

Hey? This fruit tastes good, no worse than Mi Luo, seeing the word "frost melon" written on the label on the side, Mu Fan hurriedly wrote down the name carefully.

wanted to laugh twice, but found that he could only hum, so Mu Fan gave up and narrowed his eyes comfortably. Then, after a pause, he noticed that there was already a circle of people around him, and their eyes were not on the food on the table, but on his mouth and the twenty plates at hand.

Uh, have you been caught eating too much? Didn't you say enjoy it, I also listened to the speech of the fat father before.

That is to rob your food, Mu Fan reluctantly withdrew his eyes aimed at the plate of black forest cakes, pursed his lips, and prepared to turn around.

There was also a row of dull-eyed eyes in the back, and Mu Fan and a group of people stared at each other.

The fat man stood beside a tall, thin young man with a pale complexion with round eyes, both of whom stared at him with the expression of seeing an alien beast.

Goo! A row of people opposite Mu Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Mu Fan also swallowed quietly, so many people stared at him as if it was wrong, but didn't he say that he could eat it casually! How can you say that if you don't admit it, you won't admit it, and it's still not a friend!

Mu Fan looked at the fat man angrily, that's right, it's the poor fat man, because this is the fat man's dinner, because the fat man also looked at him.

The fat man's mouth moved, and just as he was about to speak, he heard someone speak, and his voice was full of disbelief: "This, isn't this the tailor of the sands of clothes?" ”

What? The fat man was confused, when did Mu Fan become a tailor. No, this dress was not prepared for him by himself, he really looked like a tailor's uniform.

Conroe spoke, clapped his hands, and looked at the girls who were also walking here not far away, and deliberately raised his voice: "Fatty, anyone can really come to your family's dinner, tsk." "This time, even a few people who didn't express their attitudes before were a little unhappy, no matter how low the status in this circle was, it belonged to the same level, and a tailor came here to eat a lot, which directly lowered the level of this dinner by several grades.

A girl who came over also stared at Mu Fan: "Aren't you the tailor you saw before, the sands of clothes?" How did you get here. ”

Mu Fan saw that it was the man and woman he saw at the second door before, and now both of them looked at him with the same eyes. Thinking of what he said casually at that time, the honest Mu Fan was a little embarrassed.

Scratching his head, he said to the fat man, "Harry." ”

Everyone's eyes turned curiously again, focusing on the fat man's face, could this be Harry's fat man's tailor?

Sweating and dripping, the fat man finally had a chance to speak at this moment, and this time he was trampled by a whole herd of yaks in his heart. You came to say hello, now you will inevitably be ridiculed by a group of people, it's over, Mu Fan will see his cowardly side.

Kang Luo sighed, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and his tone was full of admiration but mockery: "Fat man, I can't see it, your tailor can eat better than you, and it is really a group of people, it seems that we will have to draw a line with you in the future." We can't be pulled down by a bunch of foodies. The last sentence was said with a smile to the people around him, and after he finished speaking, it attracted many echoes.

Damn, the fat man clenched his fists, and his face turned red, but it wasn't because he was ridiculed, he was used to it anyway. Even laughing at his only friend, this fat man really couldn't stand it.

"This is Mu Fan! My good friend, not a tailor! Don't you revolve around him, okay? The fat man plucked up his courage and said loudly to the crowd.

The movement here has attracted a lot of onlookers nearby, and now the whispers from time to time have made these teenagers notice, but Conroe, who is afraid that things will not be too big and his attention is not high, applauded in surprise, Wayne is not there, he doesn't have to give anyone face.

"Oh? Our fat man is so hard-spoken. ”

"Yo, fatty, you actually have friends, hahahaha." Freming's little slits were full of contempt in his eyes, and a fat man was not called a fat man if he had backbone.

"Fatty, why is your friend wearing the clothes of a tailor, didn't you change his clothes as a friend, and he is still called a friend. I said boy, the fat man is so rich that he won't change your clothes, he said that he treats you as a friend, don't be stupid and take it seriously~~ Hahaha. Another teenager in a purple shirt turned to Mu Fan and smiled halfway through speaking.

"What are you here for?" Con Luo stopped smiling, raised his chin, and motioned for Mu Fan to answer.

Mu Fan's eyes turned slightly, he saw the fat man's flushed face that was holding back to defend himself, put away the expression on his face, and said lightly: "Don't do anything." ”

Then the person on the side questioned his tone, raised his head slightly, half-squinted, looked at the tall thin man with a pale complexion in front of him, and said word by word.

"I'm just here to eat."