"Senior brother, the bill may be wrong, it must be ours!" Wen Cai said with his ears.

"The more I think about it, the more angry it becomes, it's simply outrageous." Qiu Sheng said flatly: "The nature of this matter is too bad, and you must not be treated as a mute person."

Wencai: "What's your idea? I'll listen to you."

He is not smart enough and has always lacked great wisdom, but he still knows that the sentencing standards of the main culprit and the accomplice are different.

The so-called "expert" comes first, doesn't it mean that whoever is smart and who will be in the first place?

Qiu Sheng is much smarter than him...

The greatest protective color of honest people is that they are easy to gain trust and will not be easily suspected.

Based on the stereotyped impressions of the past, Qiu Sheng didn't have much suspicion and said, "Let's wait at the gate first, block them, ask for an explanation, and they must pay the price for it!"

Wencai's eyes lit up: "I want to sign!"

...

...

"After going back, if Qiu Sheng, Wencai asked, know what to say?" After leaving the court with satisfaction, Uncle Jiu said as he walked.

"Don't worry, Master, unless you are caught by them, they will definitely not know about you borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." Qin Yao promised confidently.

As they were talking, the master and apprentice stepped out of the gate of the Hong Kong Hall one by one and the other. As soon as they broke away from the crowd, two ghostly figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Why are you here?" Uncle Jiu was guilty and asked calmly: "How many times have you copied the Jingxin Mantra?"

Qiu Sheng glanced at Wencai and saw that he was like a gourd with a sawed mouth. He turned his eyes and suddenly pushed him: "Junior brother, aren't you muttering something to ask your master? Now the master is here, ask if you should ask!"

Wencai: "???"

What stuff?

Aren't you shouting for an explanation?

Why does it change when things come to the front of you?

"Wencai, what do you want to ask me?"

Uncle Jiu said lightly: "Let's think about it before talking. If the problem is empty, it will be considered that you two are changing the topic and trying to get away with it."

Seeing Qin Yao staring at him with a 'skinny smile, Wen Cai suddenly became timid: "No, no, Qiu Sheng is having a fight with you, I have nothing to ask."

Qiu Sheng: "…"

Pooh.

No timid.

No responsibility at all.

"Qiusheng..." Uncle Jiu said in a long voice.

Qiu Sheng looked at Hongguan and, in the idea of ​​not letting the future regret, he made a fuss: "Master, we want to ask, you and...ahem, how come you are here?"

Uncle Jiu said naturally: "Didn't I promise you that I would give the bill to Sister Fang? I originally sent Qin Yao to deliver it, but I was afraid that he could not withstand Sister Fang's stage charm and imitated you two bad guys to chase stars, so I had to follow me and supervise and raise some."

Qiu Sheng: "…"

Can you make up such an outrageous reason?

Why don’t you worry about the danger Qin Yao encountered when he escorted the bills and came here, and made a special trip to protect him?

"What else do you have?" Uncle Jiu didn't blush when he opened his eyes and talked nonsense, but he couldn't stand Qiu Sheng's sad gaze.

Too sissy...

"Not even saying half a jin, you are here to watch the concert, and you even take advantage of the fortune... and gave our cards to everyone Lan, which deeply hurt our hearts. In this way, we must give a certain amount of compensation." Qiu Sheng tried hard to restore the true appearance of the incident, and he felt a little wronged.

"What compensation do you want?" Uncle Jiu asked.

"I want an autograph." Wencai suddenly spoke.

Qiu Sheng glared at him fiercely, but he knew that now was not the time to care about personal grudges: "I want a personal belonging to everyone Lan."

"Dream in the daytime." Uncle Jiu glared and said decisively.

He wants his idol's signature and personal belongings, let alone these two bastards.

"Junior brother, help."

After being together for so many years, both sides have already known each other's roots. When they see Uncle Jiu's reaction, Qiu Sheng understood that the other party must be powerless, otherwise the attitude would not be so firm.

Since the master cannot count on him, he can only place his hope on his junior brother "big".

I thought, with his status in the city, it should not be difficult to ask a star for personal belongings, right?

"You can sign your own, don't think about your belongings. If there are no gadgets on them, would you give you the clothes you carry with you?" Qin Yao thought about it, but he did not refuse as flatly as Uncle Jiu.

After all, for him, it would not be a difficult task if he just wanted a signature.

It just depends on whether he is willing to do it or not.

"Fit clothes? OK... I'm very happy." Qiu Sheng smiled happily.

Qin Yao slowly folded his sleeves and said gently: "Come here and let me have a slap. I feel good and I am in a good mood. I will ask you for a close-fitting clothing."

Qiu Sheng: "…"

What a fuss?

Is there a bit of a numerical count?

If you slap a few times, the iron-armored corpse can't stand it. With my small body, how can you make you "joke"?

It’s almost the same to kill!

But the truth is the truth, he really doesn't want any signature. Even if it was signed by the goddess, looking at his name, can he still have an orgasm in his skull?

It's nonsense.

"Can she ask her to write something else for me?" Qiu Sheng tentatively thought for a long time.

Qin Yao: "What should I write?"

"Just write that I love Qiu Sheng, and I will live for billions of years. I wish Qiu Sheng a fortune in the future, great blessings, great success in Taoism, and immortality..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Yao had goosebumps and shouted: "These words don't work, and no discomfortable words are allowed to appear."

Qiu Sheng: "…"

"Think about it quickly, everyone will leave in a while." Qin Yao urged.

Qiu Sheng took a breath silently: "Just write, Qiu Sheng, I believe you can. By the way, don't forget to let her put the seal."

"Is this possible?" Wencai murmured and said quickly: "Junior brother, I want Lan to write a sentence for me and stamp it with a seal."

"Hey, why are you imitating me?" Qiu Sheng shouted dissatisfied.

Wencai didn't want to pay attention to him, but just looked at Qin Yao intently.

"What do you want to write?" Qin Yao asked helplessly.

Wencai thought for a while and said, "Just write, Xu Wencai, you are great!"

"Puff." Qiu Sheng laughed, trembling all over: "Wencai, are you very lacking in self-confidence?"

Wen Cai rolled his eyes: "Is there any difference between what you asked to write and what I asked to write? Isn't it the same meaning?"

"Of course not." Akiso had to explain immediately.

Qin Yao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he turned around and walked towards the gate of the Hong Kong Pavilion.

"Qin Yao!" However, to his surprise, Uncle Jiu suddenly called out.

Qiu Sheng was stunned, and Wencai looked surprised.
Chapter completed!