Zhou Yu is very excited. He is afraid that the dancer is going to do something to him. He quickly shakes off the other party's hand.

Who knows, a look back, but see is a ponytail, wearing a princess skirt, a pure face of the little girl, said to him: "hello."

Zhou Yu remembered that this was Sara, a little girl who had been refused his autograph in the competition and begged him to sign.

Why don't you give up and come again?

Zhou Yu was impatient and waved his hand: "I said, I don't give people signature. Sorry. "

Who knows, the little girl continued to say to him in broken imperial language: "Hey, I'm not looking for your signature this time. I want to ask you for a signature from Xihe goddess for me?"

The expression on Zhou Yu's face was as wonderful as overturning a seasoning dish

The little girl used to chase him, called "Rain God".

Now there's just a simple, rude "hello.".

The little girl used to chase him for autograph.

Now I just want master's signature.

Sure enough, no matter male fans or female fans, once master is out of the mountain, there will be no other men to do anything about it.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and took the photo: "OK, I'll ask you later."

But he was a little confused: "master is over there. Why don't you ask her for her signature?"

Sarah blushed and whispered, "I'm afraid she'll refuse me and I'll cry. It would not look good in front of her. And... "

Zhou Yu endured the broken glass heart: "and what?"

Sarah: "and I bet with her before the game. If the Empire wins, I call her dad But I don't want to call her father now. I want to call her brother... "

Although Sarah's imperial language is very awkward, Zhou Yu can barely understand it.

He looked helpless and covered his heart: "OK, please don't say it. Can't I get her autograph for you

Go on, his glass core is going to explode.

Shifu, Shifu, you see you gave Huo Huo a little girl.

Don't take off your mask, or it will be more troublesome.

Sarah looked at Qin Xin's direction eagerly, but did not dare to look.

Zhou Yu picked up the broken glass heart and went to take the photo to Qin Xin. Qin Xin signed his name with a smile and looked at Sarah.

Sarah is red again!

With the signature photo that finally got the wish, he bowed his head and ran away happily.

Sarah just left.

Then a dancer came over with a smile and said, "goddess Xihe, our president, would like you to go over and talk about it."

Zhou Yu: "master, I will accompany you."

The dancer touched Zhou Yu's face: "handsome boy, our president just wants to see the goddess Xihe."

Zhou Yu angrily threw the dancer away: "who is your president? My master is not what you want to see. "

The dancer laughed: "what a coincidence, our president is also, ordinary people can't see it. Have you heard of it, Mr. Woolf? "

Zhou Yu said Never heard of it

Qin Xin picked up her eyebrows and patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder: "you don't want to go. Wait for me here. "

Then he said something in his ear.

Zhou Yu's cheek was suddenly red and fried.

Master, master, she actually Let him Let him and a blonde dancer

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in a box in the dance gallery.

As soon as Qin Xin entered the door, he saw the old man with white hair on the sofa.

There's Matthew standing next to it.

She was not surprised to smile.

The self-healing ability of human robots is of course very strong, otherwise there is no need to replace human beings.

In the afternoon, Matthew's head wound was enough to be fixed.

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