As soon as Cecily's words came out, everyone's eyes turned to the young man's head.
He did have a pair of furry animal ears on his head. Perhaps because he was being pressed, his ears shook a few times and looked very elastic.
Cecily felt like her hands were ready to move: she really wanted to touch them.
"It's really a misunderstanding." The young man was pushed to the ground and was not angry. "I just want to talk to this kid about something."
"What's going on?" Andre looked at the young man warily.
"Can you let go first?" the silver-haired young man asked.
The young man's men stood not far away and shouted, "Yes, please continue to let go of our master."
With that said, the group of men planned to approach, but Cecily's guard held the young man down and said, "Don't come over."
The young man's men did not dare to move for a moment. They were so angry that their teeth were filled with anger. These guys were so rude and barbaric.
"Stand away," the young man shouted to his subordinates.
"Your Majesty," the young man's men widened their eyes.
The young man continued: "Go, go, go, I'm fine."
The young man's men could only retreat a little.
"Brother, I really don't mean any harm," the young man saw his men retreating and turned to the person who was holding him down. "Can you let go? I'm really not a strange person."
The sunglasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose, looking a bit funny.
"I really want to discuss something with that kid," the young man said.
"It's late at night, you're wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask. Do you think you're not weird?" Cecily's guard didn't believe it.
"I, I'm just worried that my handsomeness will cause a sensation in the busy shopping mall and have an impact on the shopping mall," the young man's silver hair exuded a beautiful luster under the light.
He said in a leisurely and confident tone, "After all, my handsomeness and charm cannot be concealed even if I put on a whole body of disguise."
Everyone:......
What a shameless guy.
Cecily's guard frowned and looked at Andre and Alfonso's guards.
Andre thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
The guards released the young man who was pinned to the ground.
The young man stood up and patted the dust on his clothes.
His men gathered around him, "Sir, are you okay?"
"Are you injured?"
Andre and others protected the four cubs behind them.
The young man waved his hand and said, "Stay back a little, don't scare the children."
The men had no choice but to retreat a little.
The young man shook his long hair and took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful red and phoenix eyes. The eyes were narrow and long, with slightly raised corners.
Waves of light flowed in his amber eyes. He turned his head to look at the little cub, his waterfall-like silver hair swaying slightly, and he said, "Kid, can you resell the special prize you won to me?"
Andre:???
Guards:???
What did he say? Special prize? Isn’t that a toy model that children like?
"I'm a fan of Superman. I've been looking for the collector's edition gift package you won for a long time, but I haven't found it yet. Can you sell it to me? No matter how much you pay," the young man said to the little cub with a smile.
said.
The little cub grabbed a corner of Andre's pants, shook his head and said nothing.
"Really not selling it?" Disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes, and he continued, "Then, can I trade it with you? Do you have anything you want?"
The little cub told him, "I won't sell it, and I will give the models in the gift package to my friends."
The young man was stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed the model that Cecily and the others were holding. He squatted down and said, "Can you give me one as a gift?"
"Ah?" The little cub's golden and blue eyes widened slightly.
"No, you can sell me one," the young man immediately changed his mind, clasping his hands together and saying in a pleading tone, "I have been looking for this set of gift bags for a long time, and I finally came across it."
"For it, a big guy like me lined up with you kids to draw a prize. I just wanted to see if I could win it by participating in the lottery. I didn't expect that you would take it away first," the young man said in a disappointed tone.
His pair of furry ears drooped on his head, and his amber eyes looked at the little cub pitifully, "So, just sell me one."
"Do you really like Superman?" the little cub asked him.
"Of course," the young man nodded like he was pecking at rice.
Dan Ci on the side couldn't help but ask, "You, an adult, can also watch Superman?"
"Of course, who stipulates that only children can watch Superman?" The young man glanced at Dan Ci and replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "Adults can watch it too. I like it very much."
"Then can you sing the theme song of Superman?" the little cub blinked a few times and asked.
Young man: “Of course I can sing.”
"Then you sing one," said the little cub.
"What?" The young man thought he heard wrongly.
"Sing it to prove that you have really watched Superman. If you really like Superman, I can give you one," the little cub told him.
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Really?"
"Yeah," the little cub nodded heavily, "but you have to wait until my friend finishes picking before you can choose."
"No problem," the young man nodded.
"Then I'll sing," the young man said, and began to sing the theme song of the cartoon, "Rush, rush, Superman of the Universe rushes forward..."
The young man's voice is magnetic, as deep as a cello, and has an excellent timbre.
Not only did he sing, he also stood up and posed.
Just imagine the scene of a young man with silver hair wearing a mask singing loudly the theme song of a children's cartoon while shaking his body.
When he sang, not only Andre and others were numbed, but also the young man's subordinates were numbed: this man is really not afraid of embarrassment.
Alfonso was relatively cheerful. When he saw the young man singing, he decisively joined in the singing.
The big one and the small one had a great time singing, and at the end they even performed the classic pose of Superman.
When the little cub saw him finish singing, he applauded.
"How about it, am I singing very nicely?" the young man reached out and shook his silver hair.
"Yeah, it sounds good," the little cub nodded and gave him a thumbs up, "Passion and momentum."
The young man was amused by her words, "You are so young, do you know that passion means impetus?"
"Of course I know," the little cub put his hands on his hips, "it just describes a person who is very energetic and energetic in whatever he does."
The young man clapped his hands and said, "What a good explanation."
The little cub proudly raised his chin and said to him, "Wait a minute."
She turned to Dan and Ci and said, "You choose first, and then you choose for this uncle."
The young man's eyes twitched when he heard her words, "Little sister, you don't need to call me uncle, just call me brother."
"How old are you?" the little cub asked him.
The young man paused and said: "...Age is a man's secret. In short, you can just call me brother."
What else the little cub wanted to say was pulled away by Cecily, who asked her in a low voice, "Xixi, are you really going to give him one?"
"Send it to me, I promised him just now, and he also likes Superman," the little cub replied.