Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Wedding Shop Owner: I Speak for Myself!
"I kept shouting my boyfriend Mom Bao Nan, but I asked you a question and opened my mouth to be your mother.
Co-author, aren't you a mother's treasure? Or is your mom not your mom? â
Listening to Zhou Yi's scolding voice, the barrage in the live broadcast room rolled more intensely.
"It has to be my divorced brother, this trick invites you into the urn and directly makes the little fairy explode on the spot."
"My divorced brother didn't even put a big move, but these little fairies didn't work, and sure enough, there seems to be only a line between the quasi-emperor and the emperor, but in fact, there is a world of difference!"
"I'm in a hurry, and the man below starts to curse."
"Who is in a hurry, who knows, a mother's treasure man, but it turns out that he is my mother when he opens his mouth."
"The little fairy double standard has always been able to pinch."
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After finishing this, Zhou Yi glanced at the time, and found that it was not too early, remembering that he had to go to the Art Club tomorrow, he simply said.
"Two more, two more, that's all for today."
After he finished speaking, he re-unlocked the microphone.
The next second.
Someone went directly to the microphone.
"Hello." A female voice came, mixed with a hint of disappointment.
The other party was so polite as soon as he came up, which made Zhou Yi a little uncomfortable.
The few people just now either came up and started to talk about those crooked truths, or they came up and magnified their moves, and they appeared coldly Hello, which made Zhou Yi still a little surprised.
"Hello." He hurriedly replied.
Although even the microphone is up to now, almost every girl who goes to the microphone is a little fairy.
But Zhou Yi also knew that this situation was caused by his operation yesterday, which led to him now being targeted by the new era of Cthulhu.
"What do you want to say?" Zhou Yi asked tentatively.
I don't know why, he feels as if he has become an emotional anchor at this moment.
"Actually, I don't have anything to say, it's just that you can say it like this, so there are some things I want to complain about with you." The girl spoke slowly, her voice a little melancholy.
"Tell me what's going on." Zhou Yi was ready to listen.
The girl pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke: "I also asked my boyfriend's opinion for Chen Yuan's concert.
After he disagreed, I didn't insist on wearing a wedding dress like everyone else. â
"So you're going to let me compliment you?" Zhou Yi frowned slightly.
Because this woman gave him the feeling as if she had come to complain that she had sacrificed a lot for her boyfriend.
The same goes for the last mom treasure double standard girl.
But isn't this the self-esteem and self-love that a normal person should have?
"Don't interrupt!" The woman spoke, then continued.
"It's raining here today, and it's raining quite heavily.
I asked my boyfriend to pick me up, and he said he was busy with work and sent me a red envelope to take a taxi home. â
"And then?" Zhou Yi asked.
"Then I asked my colleague to send me back.
So when I got home, I felt very ironic. â
Listening to the woman's annoyed voice, Zhou Yi was a little confused, "What's so ironic about this?" â
"Isn't it ironic!" After the woman asked rhetorically, she continued, "It's not useful to talk about a boyfriend without a colleague. â
Hearing the other party say this, Zhou Yi sneered and laughed.
I thought I would finally be able to meet a normal girl today, but after a long time, I was a woman who only knew how to blindly ask for it, but never knew how to understand.
"It's ironic, indeed." Zhou Yi laughed coldly.
"yes, even you think it's ironic."
"yes." Zhou Yi smiled, and then said unhurriedly, "He just didn't have time to pick you up because he was too busy with work, and your colleague just sent you once."
As a result, you can actually have such an idea, and you think it's very ironic?
I don't know what caused you to have this idea, and I don't know what you're satirizing.
But I hope you can promise me that if you really like him, then you will let him go. â
After saying this, Zhou Yi directly removed the other party from the wheat order.
I thought that this woman would be hello when she came up, and she finally met a normal person, but I didn't expect the brain circuit to be so outrageous.
"Brother Divorce, he really cried to death, obviously he was like this, but he was still thinking about saving others."
"This is the real Terran Emperor, when the darkness was in turmoil and Cthulhu was rampant, he resolutely chose to turn his back on all beings and face it alone!"
"Don't say anything, you open the gift, I'll just brush you a million, of course, if you really open it, then I didn't say it."
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Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Zhou Yi automatically ignored those who insulted him.
"Connecting the last one, connecting the last one, making a summary, let's finish here today."
As he spoke, he opened the wheat sequence again.
Just like just now, someone was on the microphone in less than a second.
But this time is different from any of the previous ones, and at the same time, it makes people feel distressed, but they also want to laugh inexplicably.
"I've finally grabbed the microphone, I've finally grabbed the microphone!"
Listening to the middle-aged man's voice ringing in his ears, Zhou Yi said with some tears and laughter: "Brother, don't be excited, just say something slowly." â
"Good, good!" The other party said three good things in a row before he continued.
"First of all, as for the issue of wearing a wedding dress to a concert, as a bystander, I absolutely support all the beautiful ladies."
As soon as he said this, the little fairy in the live broadcast room immediately agreed.
"Look, there are still normal people among men, unlike some low-head men, who will only morally kidnap others!"
"It's just that I don't have the ability, and I have to PUA others as a result."
"They're just jealous of our family's talent."
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But before they could rejoice, they heard the old brother who shouted that he had finally connected spoke again.
"Ladies and ladies wearing wedding dresses to the concert, I am absolutely in favor of raising my hands.
But I just beg you, that is, can you not return the wedding dress that you have worn! â
Hearing this, Zhou Yi carefully looked at the other party's Douyin nickname - [Jiangcheng Light Luxury Dress Wedding Dress Shop]
Zhou Yi subconsciously thought that the other party might have deliberately come up to work hard to get this name, so after this old brother finished speaking, he also clicked into the personal interface of the other party's Douyin in front of everyone in the live broadcast room.
Looking at the blue store certification information on the homepage, and then looking at the wedding dress introduction in the video below, Zhou Yi also knew that the other party was probably true.
Of course, what he cares about most is not this, but the content presented in the first video when he clicks on the other party's first video.
As the video was clicked on by Zhou Yi, a loveless brother suddenly appeared inside.
I saw him dismantling the express delivery on the ground while complaining, "What's the matter with the little girl now, although our store supports a refund for seven days without reason."
But you can't just return it directly after you buy it and let us refund it after watching the concert! â
Of course, this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that as the person in the video took the wedding dress out of the package and hung it on the hanger, everyone also saw the size of the wedding dress.
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