Although it is a live-action version, in Mo Fan's eyes, the chubby yellow robot in front of him gradually coincides with the cartoon character in his impression, 100% similar!

"I ......" Mo Fan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what his identity should be.

"We are your factory owner. He Shanshan said.

"The person in charge of the manufacturer?" Tinker Bell was a little confused, but then his eyes lit up and he looked at Mo Fan: "Can you fix my ears?"

Mo Fan didn't know how to answer, if it was fixed, wouldn't it change the direction of the plot, and there would be no blue fat civet cat behind him by Nobita's side.

Fortunately, He Shanshan spoke again to save the scene: "I'm sorry, the manufacturer doesn't have the ears of your model anymore, we just came here this time to simply condole." ”

Thank you for coming all the way to see me. Tinker Bell's tone was very disappointed, and his chubby, spherical hands propped himself up in the chair, and he climbed back into the chair to sit down.

Mo Fan looked at Doraemon, who no longer cared about himself and He Shanshan, and felt the embarrassment of being confused, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Indeed, the normal condolences are also brought some gifts or some good news anyway, and it is good for me to come empty-handed, and I don't even know what to say.

He glanced at He Shanshan and saw that the other party had no intention of speaking.

"Brother, it's your business after we meet. He Shanshan looked at Mo Fan, and said in her heart: "I'm just your little follower." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

He glanced at Tinker Bell, thought for a moment, and then said, "Tinker Bell, what are you doing so hard with your ears?"

Doraemon glanced at him, and then said dejectedly: "Ears are the symbol of my cat-like robot, and now I look nondescript and feel so ugly!"

Mo Fan: "......"

I didn't expect the reason for my frustration to be this, co-authoring is an aesthetic problem!

He had a flash of inspiration and thought of a clever way to bring them closer.

"Shanshan, help me create a few gongs to burn!" Mo Fan said to the little girl in his heart, putting his right hand behind his back, although he is the god of creation, he can follow the law, and even his mind can create everything, but he can't do the creation of concretization, such as dorayaki, the world can create the same shape according to his own ideas, bean paste filling, but after all, it is not a standardized product, there is no sweetness standard, there is no taste standard, he doesn't know anything, everything is random, so he usually leaves these concretized creations to He Shanshan to do.

Feeling an extra bag in his right hand, Mo Fan took the bag in front of him.

Needless to say, Doraemon's originally depressed face instantly became serious, his red nose sniffed, and then his eyes fell on the brown paper bag in Mo Fan's hand.

"Take it, please eat!" Mo Fan smiled and stuffed the kraft paper into Doraemon's arms, this inadvertent touch surprised Mo Fan, it turned out that the other party was similar to that slightly tougher rubber touch, just like the big white in a movie, and it was warm.

Doraemon said thank you, then took out the dorayaki and began to eat, to be precise, he first took two and gave them to Mo Fan and the others.

Mo Fan glanced at the other party's hand holding the dorayaki, as if he was clamping it.

He wasn't polite, to be honest, he really hadn't eaten dorayaki.

"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet?" Doraemon ate one in one bite, and then asked Mo Fan.

"My name is Mo Fan, her name is He Shanshan, and she is my sister. ”

"You're not local?" said Doraemon, "you're Chinese." ”

Mo Fan nodded, he was a little speechless He Shanshan's setting, both sides are obviously speaking Chinese, but there are two countries.

"I heard that in addition to their superb technology, the Chinese people also have their own mysterious cultivation skills, is it true?" Doraemon asked in surprise.

Mo Fan: "......"

He raised his right hand, and the palm of his hand was pressed in front of the other party, and the four elements of wind, thunder, fire, and water gathered, and Doraemon saw this scene, and his shock could be seen on his face.

"Incredible! Incredible!" Doraemon forgot to eat the dorayaki and sighed all the time.

Mo Fan put away the four elements formed by the spiritual power and said, "I'm in a much better mood now, right?"

Doraemon nodded, it was this one that attracted his attention more than losing his ears.

Mo Fan smiled slightly, he looked around, this is a very ordinary consultation room, of course, the equipment in it is not known to Mo Fan.

"Doraemon, what are you doing here?" Mo Fan asked.

"Wait for the doctor's results. Doraemon smiled bitterly: "Said to help me see if I can make another pair of ears out, now Mo Fan you all say that this model is no longer eradicated, and I don't have much hope." Doraemon said lonely.

Mo Fan sighed very cooperatively and felt sympathy for the other party.

Unconsciously, Doraemon has a little affection for this sudden arrival of Mo Fan, and he thinks they can be friends.

Mo Fan felt that there was nothing to talk about if it went on like this, and it was time to retreat.

"Tinker Bell, let's say goodbye today, we must cheer up!" Mo Fan encouraged: "We'll see you next time!"

"Ahh

The two walked out of the consultation room, and Mo Fan asked He Shanshan: "My words just now won't affect the progress of the plot, right?"

"No, it won't. He Shanshan shook her head and said, "Doraemon's mood swings are not big enough to affect his actions, don't worry." ”

Mo Fan exhaled: "That's good, I just spoke and kept restrained, and I don't know what to talk about." ”

"Wait until tomorrow to bring Sister Yuxi and them over, and go directly to Nobita's era, then you won't have to be so restrained!" He Shanshan said.

Mo Fan nodded and said, "By the way, how should we go back?"

He Shanshan glanced at herself strangely: "Brother, do you still want to teleport back?

Mo Fan: "......"

Teleported several times, making him subconsciously think that he was in the original world.

"Wait, that means we still have to go to the toilet?" asked Mo Fan.

"Otherwise?" He Shanshan spread her hands and said with a lovely face: "I don't have the ability to enter and exit the world, so I will go directly to the temple in a while, brother, you go out first and then open the entrance to the world for me to go out, and then I will directly locate the coordinates to the temple."

"It's so troublesome!" Mo Fan complained, as the God of Creation, he had to be reduced to drilling the toilet to cross, if he had a companion, he would definitely be ridiculed. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Xiuzhen Juvenile Mixed World Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.