Ji Shaoyou was about to return to the box when suddenly a gust of wind swept over him. A young man in a white shirt rushed in and smoothly knocked over the two glasses of water in Ji Shaoyou's hand to the ground.
"..." Ji Shaoyou felt extremely sad as he watched the glass shatter on the ground.
This means that her stubborn cock is about to pluck out its feathers again.
"Um, sir..."
You see, even the waiter is embarrassed to remind you that you need to pay for the cup.
Ji Shaoyou showed the most decent smile and didn't even care that the other party called her sir. At this time, she believed that beauty is for sacrifice. There was no need to wait any longer.
"Ah... help..." But a cry interrupted Ji Shaoyou's lines that he had been preparing for a long time.
The young man who had just rushed over rushed past Ji Shaoyou again. A tough woman also rushed over. She was obviously wearing a professional suit and her hair was meticulously combed, but the look of her fighting and killing made Ji Shaoyou dumbfounded.
.
"Stop, Bei Xiangyu!!" The woman held a thick book and chased the young man in front of her.
The young man seemed to be having a great time, "Ah, Linda, I have something to say."
"You've been putting off the manuscript for weeks. If you don't finish it, I will be fired."
"Ah, ha, Linda, you can't force me."
"Bei Xiangyu!!"
"Please call me by my pen name, Bei Xuanlin."
"Beixuanlin——"
"Why?"
"Go to hell--"
Ji Shaoyou was stunned on the spot, watching the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" being performed. Maybe he could be called The Legend of the Condor Heroes?
"stop……"
When a man passed by Ji Shaoyou for the sixteenth time, Ji Shaoyou resolutely reached out to stop him.