Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 907 I am Hedy's Future Husband 15
He Jiayu sneered and said, "What about your integrity? What about your prospects? What about your integrity?"

"No, no, no!" Su Xiaomo cleared his throat and pushed his chest, "Get up first, let's have a peaceful chat..."

He Jiayu twitched the corner of her mouth, and put her little hand on her heart.

Plop, plop, jumping extremely fast.

"Momo, I can't calm down, I'm very angry now."

He was still smiling when he said these words.

Su Xiaomo was embarrassed and sighed: "He should be my ex-boyfriend..."

"Ok?"

"It's over, it's that simple."

He Jiayu squinted his eyes, and pressed his body forward. The heat radiating from his body seemed to be hotter than hot water, with an oppressive aura.

"How far has the relationship progressed? Hugged? Kissed? Or..."

"Hey! You are enough! I gave it to you for the first time!" Su Xiaomo roared.

He Jiayu's brows and eyes were indifferent: "Continue. One five one ten, all recruited."

"Hmm..." Su Xiaomo was in a dilemma, and after struggling for a long time, he began to state...
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In fact, the relationship between the two is really simple.

The first time they met was when they were in junior high school. The two of them represented Yu Cheng in an animation original painting design competition.

The scale of the competition is very large, with players from various countries.

While the two were waiting in the waiting area, they heard a discussion from Country R next door——

"Heh, those two people are the representatives of country Z? The animation industry in country Z is so rubbish, they have the nerve to participate!"

"The drawing is also terrible, have you watched their anime works? It's not even as good as one of our fingers!"

"Uh... I don't think you should talk about others behind their backs!" a girl said bravely.

"What we are talking about is the truth. Look at their painters. The equipment they use is outdated in our country!" He pouted his lips and motioned everyone to look at Su Xiaomo's hand-painted board.

At that time, Su Xiaomo didn't have much money, so he used old cheap ones.

She couldn't understand the language of country R, ​​but she was still concentrating on drawing.

But Shangguanqing blushed with anger because he had learned it. He pulled Su Xiaomo: "Those people are talking about our garbage! They also insulted our animation industry, and... they also said that the board you use is bad!"

Su Xiaomo said "Oh" and continued to draw.

Shangguanqing was in the hot-blooded grade, and stood up: "What's so great about you! Why do you say that others are not good?"

Those people looked embarrassed, they didn't expect someone to understand their language!

But they were both young and frivolous, and the two sides had a big quarrel. Su Xiaomo wanted to ignore it, but heard someone curse in English, "pig!"

pig.

Su Xiaomo hit the man on the head with the hand-painted tablet on the spot.

The person who was smashed screamed and covered the top of his head.

After swiping the scene, it became quiet and looked at her in disbelief.

"You, translator." Su Xiaomo looked at Shang Guanqing.

Shangguanqing froze for a moment, then nodded wildly: "Okay!"

Su Xiaomo looked at those boys: "That's right, you are far ahead of us, but I hope you don't forget that your original works were also inspired by various traditional elements in our country's works such as opera, ink wash, and paper-cutting." When we are ahead of you, you are nothing!"

"It is suggested that before going abroad, learn how to write the word respect. By the way, there is another sentence, don't think that if we are behind now, we will always be behind. One day, we will tell you! Your uncle is still your uncle!"

(End of this chapter)