Zhou Yu was shocked, afraid that the dancer would touch him, so he quickly shook the other party's hand away.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw a little girl wearing a ponytail, wearing a princess dress and a pure face, and said to him: "Hey."

Zhou Yu remembered that he was sending a sign photo to him on the court and begging him to sign, but the little girl Sara, who was rejected by him.

Why didn't you give up? It's coming again?

Zhou Yu waved his hand impatiently: "I said I won't sign anyone. Sorry."

Who knew that the little girl continued to use broken imperial language and insisted on saying to him: "Hey, I am not asking you for your signature this time, I want to ask you for an autograph, can I help me ask Goddess Xihe for an autograph?"

The expression on Zhou Yu's face suddenly seemed to be overturning the seasoning plate: "..."

This little girl used to chase him and called "Rain God".

Now there is only a simple and crude "heat".

This little girl used to chase him for autographs.

Now I only want the signature of my master.

Sure enough, no matter whether it is a male or female fan, once the master comes out, there will be nothing else for other men.

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

But he was a little confused: "Master is there, why don't you ask her for signature directly?"

Sarah blushed and she whispered: "I'm afraid she will cry if I refuse me. That would be bad in front of her. And..."

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

Sarah: "And I made a bet with her before the game. If the Empire Team wins, I will call her dad... Yes, but now I don't want to call her dad anymore, I want to call her brother..."

Although Sara's imperial language was awkward, Zhou Yu could barely understand it.

He looked helpless and covered his heart: "Okay, okay, don't say it anymore. Can't I ask her to sign for you?"

If you continue, his glass heart is about to explode.

Master, Master, you see, you gave the little girl a lot.

You must not take off your mask, otherwise it will be even more troublesome.

Sara looked at Qin Xin with a glance and didn't dare to look.

Zhou Yu picked up the broken glass heart, walked over and showed the photo to Qin Xin. Qin Xin smiled and signed the name, and glanced at Sarah.

Sarah's face turned red again!

He took the signature photo that he finally got what he wanted, and lowered his head and ran away happily.

Sarah just left.

Then a dancer smiled and said, "Goddess Xihe, our president invites you to come and talk."

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

The dancer touched Zhou Yu's face: "Little handsome guy, our president only wants to see Goddess Xihe."

Zhou Yu threw the dancer away with anger: "Who is your president? My master is not something you can see whenever you want."

The dancer smiled: "What a coincidence, so is our president, and most people can't see it. Mr. Woolf, have you heard of it?"

Zhou Yu: "...I haven't heard of it!"

Qin Xin raised her eyebrows and patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder: "Don't go. Wait for me here."

Then he said something in his ear.

Zhou Yu's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Master, Master, she actually... actually asked him... to let him and a blonde dancer...

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In a private room in the dance hall.

As soon as Qin Xin entered the door, he saw an old man with gray head on the sofa.

There is also Matthew standing next to him.

She smiled without surprise.

Of course, the self-healing ability of real robots is very strong, otherwise there would be no need to replace humans.
Chapter completed!