Literature suddenly remembered Shuai Ge.

She couldn't help but think about it. If the super fierce agent was there, wouldn't he have taken him away from the scene before the dumped brother could explain so patiently?

Agents who love "artists" are usually unfair to the "artists" they bring out, right?

The more you think about literature and art, the more you become, the more anxious you become. The more anxious you become, the more you become, the more you collapse.

"It's okay." The two-character left by the fifth Xia gave Lou Shang, and turned around and began to comfort Wenyi: "Don't cry."

They are both two-character formulas, and they are also expressionless.

It's okay, these two words are without any emotion.

Don’t cry, these two words are full of doting.

Wu Xia has no special feelings for the whiskey she inherited.

There is not the kind of taboo of love deep down and unable to bear a trace of slander.

She did grow up in an ancient whiskey family, but she didn't know how to drink at all, let alone love.

In the fifth summer, there is only a belief that exceeds ordinary people's alcohol tolerance and does not drink non-spiritual wine.

Compared to whether the whiskey that suddenly appeared in her life would be recommended, the fifth summer would rather care whether literature and art would cry.

She wants to reconcile with her past and the world, but after so many years of growth experience, how can she pass by it just by saying that the past can pass?

Sometimes people are like this. If you don’t comfort yourself, you can’t help but not cry. Once you comfort yourself, the tears that were originally gathered in your eyes will fall down one by one.

The most common way for a cute devil to cry is to hold Di Wuxia, while acting coquettishly while asking for comfort.

Although tears are real, they are mostly fake.

The demon girl has never been, and sheds silent tears like she is now.

The fifth summer cannot stand the collapse of literature and art in front of oneself, just like parents cannot stand the tears of their children.

In desperation, the fifth summer, who only knows the two-character Chinese, directly whispered a strong Scottish accent in English:

｛Warm reminder: If you need the plot, you can skip it if you don’t read English.

“i    don't    really   care   what    you    gonna     say    about         whiskey.”

“you could     had   just    blamed    it,    down       the    hell.”

“say    whatever   you   wanna    say    about    it.”

“say   why   you    don't   like    peat,    for    now,   for   this    moment,     or   forever.”

“and    of    course,    just    bring    it    with    you,    to    the    live,    and    say,    not    even    a    word.”

The demon girl covered her ears and shook her head: "Ah Xia Xia, Yiyi has told you so many times. When you are with Yiyi, you can't speak English! If you don't listen or not, you won't listen."

Wenyi diverted his attention by acting cute and acted like a fool, and dried the tears in the corners of his eyes, in order to achieve the purpose of turning off the tear gland switch.

After finishing a complete set of standard movements of "pretending to be unaware", this passage from Wuxia was just for Lou Shang to listen.

The coquettish girl raised her tear-eyed little head, sobbed carefully and asked a question that needs to be solved: "Master Lou...Master Lou Shang, do you... need... what do you need to translate?"

The tears of literature and art are redeemed at this moment.

His eyes were swaying and his smile showed: "Yiyi is super good at translating!"

From being able to use a spoon to being able to translate, it is not a qualitative leap.

Lou Shang was shocked.

Surprised at the perfunctory attitude of Wu Xia towards his family's whiskey.

I was even more surprised by the speed of literary and artistic changes.

How could there be such a person with such rich emotions in this world?

Will the cultural ambassadors have more mood swings in their day than ordinary people in their lifetime?

Lou Shang looked at Wenyi and felt that he was stabbed by something.

He doesn't like this feeling.

So Lou Shang changed his sight slightly and responded to the words that Wu Xia had just said:

"as   you     wish." - As you wish!

ヾ(≧o≦)〃~Nani~Mommy~Huli~excuse    me! This is what you wish?

"Ah...uh...Master Lou Shang, Xia Xia has talked about many situations. Which one do you want to get your wish...hey?"

The translation ambassador who has not achieved translation achievements is in a bad mood.

Xia Xia finally said such a long sentence. It was the best time to reform Yiyi and express herself well. Why did Yiyi, who is super good at translating, just lay off the job before she even started translating?

Wu Xia said five sentences in total:

【I don’t care much about how you evaluate this bottle of whiskey.】

[You can criticize it until you go to hell directly.]

【Say whatever you want.】

[Say why you don't like the flavor of peat, it's now, it's now, or it's forever.]

[Of course, you can also just bring whiskey with you, just put it in the live broadcast room, and then, without mentioning a single word.]

The meaning of each sentence seems to be different. If you do whatever you want, you should be "wine".

Lou Shang did not allow this suspense to last for too long. Before leaving Xueyi brothers and sisters' home and sat on Shuai Ge's gmc, he left his last sentence:

"not   even    a      word.”—No word is mentioned.

Lou Shang's English has no accent, but is just standard, and is said one by one according to phonetic symbols. It is a bit like a robot pronunciation in an electronic dictionary, but the advantage is that his mouth is clear and there will be no misunderstandings caused by accent problems.

After Lou Shang left, Literature and Art were a little disappointed.

If you don’t mention a single word, isn’t that just refusing to recommend it?

She really messed up the matter completely like this.

At this moment, Wuxia said softly to Wenyi: "Thank you."

Xia Xia’s two-character formula made Yiyi’s loss index soar sharply.

"Ah, I hate it, even Xia Xia has started to bully Yiyi." Wen Yi felt very guilty, so guilty that she began to cry again.

"No comments. The best comment." Di Xia carefully wiped away the tears from Wenyi's face.

For the fifth summer, this is definitely a very long Chinese sentence.

If Wenyi still cries, it will completely exceed the Chinese interpretation ability of the fifth summer.

Before the fifth Xia sings English again, the national gentleman joined the ranks of persuading his sister: "Xia Xia means that without comments is the best comment. Our cultural ambassadors have indeed contributed to something amazing."

Wen Yi was not comforted immediately, but instead returned to the situation where tears were about to burst into pieces in the next second: "Brother, you know how to coax others! Yi Yi is not a three-year-old child!"

"Brother is definitely not coaxing you this time." Wen Xue smiled gently, and her deep eyes conveyed endless sincerity.

"Yiyi doesn't believe it." Wenyi said he didn't believe it, but his eyes began to look forward to it.

"Think about it carefully. What will appear in the picture when you watch live broadcasts?" Wenyi and Xunzhi: "Brother is saying that it is in addition to the host."

"Just like the sponsor's computer... drinks... what else?" Wenyi thought obediently.

"Ah, only the products of strategic partners will appear in the live broadcast room! Ah, just now, Master Lou Shang meant that when he was live broadcasting, he put Xia Xia's family whiskey next to him and did not make any comments. What is this?!"

Wen Yi finally reacted, but was still a little uncertain: "Master Lou Shang... Could it be that he didn't understand?"

"No." Literature responded very confidently.

"Really? Really hey? Really really yelling?" Wen Yi was both excited and couldn't believe it.

The sun's light is not as dazzling as the literary smile.

"Is it true? Wouldn't you know tomorrow?" The gentleman of the national reached out and wiped it dry. Inadvertently, a tear came out of Wenyi's eyes, and then asked the next question with a smile: "Xia Xia has been on a plane for a day. Should you take her to rest first?"

"Ah Xia Xia, you are really amazing! In just a moment, you thought about putting the best proposal to the end. You thought it would be like this from the beginning, right?"

Wenyi once again fell on the fifth Xia’s body: “Ah Xiaxia, if Yiyi had no you, it would have really messed up the matter. If Yiyi had no you, what would you do.”

Wu Xia didn't say anything, she just watched it, watching the demon girl backwards back into her own elevator after letting go of her.

Literature and art have been regressing all the way, and we took the fifth summer to the guest room on the second floor.

The wrestling genius has a specialty that completely does not match her wrestling ability. She walks backwards and basically won’t fall.

Wu Xia just watched it like this, as if as long as she looked carefully enough, she could hand over all her emotions that she could not express to Literature and Art.

I emptied my emotions for you so that the smile on your face will fill my heart.
Chapter completed!