The girl group arrives: Mr. Long's beautiful little sweetheart

Chapter 11 Extreme Humiliation
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Lan Yening picked up the phone and looked at it. It was @Everyone's message sent by the "fake girl group".

He ignored it without thinking.

Originally, he joined this group out of common hobbies and affinity.

It was full of boys in their teens and twenties.

In the beginning, the group was very harmonious.

We all share some dressing experience with each other and send some daily messages.

But then things changed.

Especially after a person named "An An" joined the group, his family should be very rich.

The photos that are usually posted are all Japanese big names.

The most expensive one was a dress from "House of Dreams", priced at 3.5.

That's fine, but he often complains that other people are very low, and what he wears is either a national brand or a miscellaneous brand.

If you see someone wearing a cottage, it will be even worse for that person, and he will lead the rhythm horse.

For this reason, many people in the group are not talking.

Lan Yening also hates him very much. In the former's view, wearing this thing is just a personal hobby, and there is no need to rise to those irrelevant things.

Of course, it is wrong to buy fake products, but there is no need to discriminate against national brands!

He looked at the time, and he had to go out, otherwise he would miss the agreement with Lu Zhao.In the past, Lan Yening was very scared when she went to the street wearing a small skirt.

Afraid of being called mentally ill by others.

After a period of time, it will be fine. Although some people will take a look or two curiously, no one will publicly criticize him. This is the benefit of cultural tolerance.

The venue chosen for the party is still "Spring Restaurant"

This is a Japanese "restaurant"

The owner of the shop is committed to promoting Japanese culture, so he will rent the shop to these fake girls for a few hours every month at a relatively cheap price to hold a "tea party"

Such a tea party is actually a merchandising event, with so-called new product releases, catwalk shows, and on-site sales.

At the very beginning, everyone just drank tea, chatted, and exchanged feelings with each other wearing different styles of tutu skirts in the warm sunshine on lazy weekend afternoons.

But now everything has changed. If he hadn't been able to take pictures at the party to make money, he would never have gone.

Ruthlessly hailed a car, Lan Yening came to the agreed place.

Lu Zhao was already waiting for him at the door.

"Come in, the banquet is about to begin, and the 'Dark Angel' is coming soon." Lu Zhao, who was wearing a "Honkai Doll" lolita skirt, grabbed the former's hand.

Such intimacy made Lan Yening a little uncomfortable, and at the same time wondered where Lu Zhao's clothes came from.

This suit is not cheap, it is a classic in Japanese.

The metal pendants on the clothes are said to be made of high-strength alloys, which will never fade or deform.

"Zhaozhao, your skirt is not cheap!"

"Fortunately, I bought second-hand goods on a second-hand platform, and they are not that expensive." Lu Zhao laughed.

Lan Yening nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Just as the two of them wanted to go in, an extremely mocking voice came from behind: "I didn't want to come to this kind of low-level party, I came here because of your face, but what's the matter with the person you're looking for wearing an A-like?" Son!"

Lan Yening and Lan Yening turned their heads almost at the same time, and saw a tall, long-legged pseudonym wearing a "Night Angel" Lolita costume, with a cold temperament and flying eyebrows, showing a mocking look.

"Dark Angel Aimo" Lan Yening immediately recognized this well-known Internet celebrity in the "mother circle".

Beside him is their group leader, who is also the organizer of this banquet, "Two-color Sweetheart Li Xiang"

Seeing that it was Ai Mo and Li Xiang, Lu Zhao suppressed the fire. He didn't want to mess up the relationship, but his face was terribly gloomy, and he said coldly, "Are you going to talk about me again?"

"You know it yourself!" Ai Mo sneered, then looked Lan Yening up and down, and put on a frivolous look: "Little brother, come with me! Sister praises you, follow this LOW What are the goods for?"

When Lan Yening heard Ai Mo's words, the "Beautiful Face of the Prosperous Age" immediately became red, and her eyes were full of embarrassment.

However, he was docile, even cowardly, so he didn't dare to speak, but just stood there with his head down.

"Keep your mouth clean, whoever is meowing is LOW, don't think that you are a star, but you are actually an internet celebrity who can't be on the stage." Lu Zhao saw the former looking at Lan Yening with that kind of eyes, and the anger in his heart was instantly suppressed. ignite.

"Hurry up and get the hell out of here, what are you?" Li wanted to see that Lu Zhao dared to speak back, and immediately changed his face and began to scold.

This scolding stunned both Lu Zhao and Lan Yening.

Because Lu Zhao is usually an active member of this group, he often helps Li Xiang attract people, publicize, and even contributes money and effort when organizing activities.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiang would turn his face and deny anyone because of this Internet celebrity.

In fact, this is also easy to understand, if you climb up the big tree of Aimo.

Li thinks this small group can expand, and he can make a lot of money selling clothes and marketing various things every month.

Lu Zhao was so angry that he trembled all over, staring at Li Xiang: "Okay, okay..."

Li Xiang looked at Lu Zhao with disdain, as if looking at a useless dog.

Ai Mo sneered and said, "What's the matter! Still not convinced."

"Zhao Zhao, forget it, let's go!" Lan Yening pulled Lu Zhao, who had bloodshot eyes and clenched fists, and wanted to leave.

At this time, all the "girls" at the party came out to watch the fun, and many of them pointed at Lu Zhao.

In the circle of LO mothers, wearing fakes is looked down upon.

Aymo stopped the two of them and said: "Everyone has seen it, this sister questioned what I said."

Then everyone said: "I think you also know that the metal ornaments on the clothes of the genuine 'Honkai Doll' are made of titanium alloy, even if they are smashed with a sledgehammer, they won't break."

Seeing that the sisters around were nodding, Aymo continued, "You take down a button and smash it with a hammer. If it's not broken, I'll accompany you for a hundred thousand."

"Hmph! Why should I listen to you." Lu Zhao looked disdainful.

"Hehe! What? Don't dare? If it's the real thing, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll renege on your debt, and you'll pay a hundred thousand if you open your mouth and keep your mouth shut. No one can speak big words."

Ai Mo laughed when he heard Lu Zhao's words: "You are right to worry, there are too many braggarts in society now."

After finishing speaking, Aimo took out his mobile phone and sent a text message. About an hour later, four sturdy men walked over carrying a box.

During this period, Lan Yening hinted that Lu Zhao apologized and left quickly, but Lu Zhao just kept on with a livid face.

"See, this is 100,000 yuan. I just had someone take it out of the bank." Aymo waved his hand, and a big man with a stubbled face opened the box, only to see that it was full of [-] yuan banknotes.

Lu Zhao didn't speak, but his face became more and more ugly.

"Smash! Smash! Smash!"

At this moment, the pseudo-girls around who usually called sister and sister began to boo crazily.

"Okay, I'll smash it!" Lu Zhao, who couldn't hold on anymore, shouted, this time even the real voice of a man came out.

"Okay, yes, but I lose and get [-], what if you really wear A goods?"

"Tell me what to do!"

"I'm not going to make things difficult for you, just don't wear your clothes, just walk across the road from here."

Ai Mo's words immediately made the group of "girls" around laugh together.

At this moment, Lan Yening felt unprecedented fear. It turns out that these people who usually look good can be so malicious.

"I'm sorry Brother Aimo, we apologize to you, please let us go!" Lan Yening didn't want to cause trouble and just wanted to leave, bowing his head and apologizing to Aimo.

"Fuck you meow..."

"Snapped!"

The person who scolded Lan Yening was called by Ai Mo, and the one who beat him was Ai Mo, but the one who was beaten was the one who scolded Lan Yening.

"Did I let you talk? There are no rules." Ai Mo took out a white handkerchief and wiped his hands, then smiled at Lan Yening: "Don't be afraid, I just have a grudge with your friend, look at it Just fine."

Looking at the swollen cheeks of the strong man and the blood on the corner of his mouth, Lan Yening was too scared to make a sound.

Although he has a good relationship with Lu Zhao, there is only so much he can do for Lu Zhao because of his cowardly nature.

"My surname is Ai, you don't need to pretend here, see if I don't swell your face... take a hammer." Lu Zhao, full of anger, roared.

(End of this chapter)