Losing a Two-dimensional empire

"Recite your lines aloud."

"turn down."

"I know what you're talking about."

No way, the bucket can't be counted on at all.

This leaves only .

"Finally, what can you do, migrant worker?"

"That's right, but I don't really mean Tongzi, but I can't read something aloud."

"Although it is difficult to speak by myself, reading aloud is very natural."

'The question is what to read. This reclaimed fixed train of thought is literary works known as masterpieces,'

"Wait and Xinhua hope."

"In that case, Zhenyu Li has something."

"Forget about comics, that's not reading aloud."

"It's not manga, Mayuri thinks it's a mobile phone."

"When you talk about mobile phones, do you mean swords?"

"That kind of thing might really exist, but I've already recommended a mobile phone."

' I said that free is my rainbow. ' said the assistant.

"You've seen this too," Mayuri said.

"That Phyllis is also watching."

'I watched it too. '

"My Rainbow, is that really that famous?" Ye Bucheng said.

"That, Ye Bucheng, don't you know, it seems to be created by female high school students, and it was all the rage not long ago."

"It was full of decadence and showed a strong feeling."

"I know it very clearly. Could it be that Tongzi also read this."

"Of course, it's a topic when we're chatting about you, so what if you don't look at it, that's it"

"What, everyone has read it, and migrant workers?"

''Ah, I don't know much about popular stuff. "

"Be sure, Meng Yu, you have also read it."

"However, if this is the case, why not try bionic recitation first, my rainbow."

'That don't. 'Meng Yu said.

"Why?" Ye Bucheng said.

Surprisingly, Meng Yu seldom expresses her starting point directly.

"Why, everyone finally came up with an idea, don't you think it's okay to am?"

"But Meng Yu bowed his head and said his pace, it's so annoying.

That's it, don't force her to do nasty things.

"Yes, it is."

Everyone looked confused.

At this time, Phyllis almost arrived: "It's time, Phyllis must go back to the coffee shop."

"Oh, yes." Ye Bucheng said.

"Work is important."

"I'm going back to look at the store too." Suzuha and Felice stood up.

"That's no way, plan to keep my sister next time." The assistant said.

'I have said that there is really no way. ' Ye Busheng said.

"Can anyone help me?"

The exhibition was settled, but Mengyu refused to murmur.

The memories were over, and the chatter followed Felice to the coffee shop.

Mayuri occupies the table and asks Ryushi to teach him his homework.

The assistant was reading the thesis on a PC, needless to say he couldn't understand English.

Only myself and Meng Yu felt bored and turned to Bass' primer.

Looking at the phone screen, Meng Yu sent a text message.

"Labs are relatively underfunded right now.

Actually, there is a good part-time job here, why don't you give it a try? "

"Could this be to become a product salesperson?" Ye Bucheng said.

"I'm not interested in that."

'I don't know how to be a salesperson, and I won't advise acquaintances to join Xiaoshou to help increase people. '

"It's not what you think. It's a good job. I'm currently assisting in the production of supernatural-themed magazines, but the number of reports is not much. You can help."

"Huahuo is ahead of me, oh, I don't know how to write reports." Ye Bucheng said.

"It's okay, I'll write it, I just want your experience."

"What does that mean? I don't like ghosts." Ye Bucheng said.

"Look, this is not a common thing, supernatural photos, if you are willing to take pictures with me."

"I will thank Wenhang well."