Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 447: Our President Only Wants to Meet the Xihe Goddess

Zhou Yu shivered, afraid that the dancer would make a move on him, and quickly shook off the other person’s hand.

Who knew, when he turned around, it was a little girl with a ponytail, wearing a princess dress, with an innocent face, who said to him, "Hey."

Zhou Yu remembered, this was the little girl Sara who had handed him a signed photo and begged for his autograph at the competition, but was refused by him.

Why hasn’t she given up and come again?

Zhou Yu waved impatiently, "I told you, I don’t give people autographs. Sorry."

Who knew, the little girl continued to insist in broken Imperial Chinese, "Hey, this time I’m not asking you for an autograph, I want to ask you if you could help me get an autograph from the Xihe Goddess?"

Zhou Yu’s expression suddenly became as colorful as if a seasoning jar had been overturned: "..."

This little girl used to chase after him calling him "Rain God."

Now it’s just a simple, blunt "hey."

This little girl used to chase after him for autographs.

Now she only wants the master’s autograph.

Indeed, whether it’s male fans or female fans, once the master steps out, no other man’s business matters.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and took the photo, "Alright, I’ll ask for you later."

But he was a bit puzzled, "The master is over there, why don’t you just ask her directly for an autograph?"

Sara’s face turned red, and she whispered, "I’m afraid she’ll refuse me, and I’ll cry. That would be embarrassing in front of her. And also..."

Zhou Yu held back his fragile heart, "And what?"

Sara: "And also before the competition, I made a bet with her. If the Empire’s team won, I’d call her dad... but, but now I don’t want to call her dad, I want to call her brother..."

Even though Sara’s Imperial Chinese was awkward, Zhou Yu barely understood.

He looked helpless, clutching his heart, "Alright, alright, don’t say anymore. I’ll help you get her autograph, okay?"

If this goes on, his fragile heart would explode.

Master, oh master, look what you’ve done to this poor girl.

Please don’t take off your mask, or it will be even more troublesome. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Sara glanced toward Qin Xin with an eager yet hesitant look.

Zhou Yu picked up his shattered heart and went to give the photo to Qin Xin. Qin Xin smiled and signed it, glancing at Sara.

Sara’s face turned red again!

Holding the long-desired autograph, she ran off with her head lowered and full of glee.

Sara had just left.

Then a dancer came over with a smile, "Xihe Goddess, our CEO would like to have a talk with you."

Zhou Yu: "Master, I’ll accompany you."

The dancer touched Zhou Yu’s face, "Handsome guy, our CEO only wants to see the Xihe Goddess."

Zhou Yu angrily shook off the dancer’s hand, "Who is your CEO? My master is not someone you can see whenever you want."

The dancer laughed, "It’s a coincidence, our CEO is not someone just anyone can meet either. Have you heard of Mr. Wolf?"

Zhou Yu: "... Never heard of him!"

Qin Xin raised an eyebrow and patted Zhou Yu’s shoulder, "Don’t go. Wait for me here."

Then she whispered something in his ear.

Zhou Yu’s cheeks suddenly turned bright red.

Master, master, she actually... actually wants him... to be with a blonde dancer...

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In a private room in the dance hall.

As soon as Qin Xin entered, she saw an old man with white hair on the sofa.

And Matthew standing nearby.

She wasn’t surprised and smiled knowingly.

The self-healing ability of real humanoid robots is very strong, otherwise, there would be no need to replace humans with them.

In the span of an afternoon, Matthew’s head wound was enough to be dealt with.