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Jiang Xiaozhan was originally furious and ready to argue with everyone, but his anger was reduced by 30%.
Instead, he became even angrier.
But it is for external networks.
“Didn’t these people read books when they were young?”
“History belongs to your family?”
"funny!"
Xiao Meng and Xiao Zhan were furious after seeing the comments.
I didn't expect these people to be so excessive.
This is not the first time this has happened. When Sister Xiaoman became famous all over the world, something like this also happened.
Both little guys have very deep memories.
I didn't expect that something like this would happen again.
"Remember to eat, not to be beaten!"
After so many years, how dare you continue to shout?
Xiao Meng decided to give them a blow!
Jiang Xiaomeng's face was gloomy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was extremely ugly.
She wanted to let these people see clearly what it meant to be a frog in a well!
Jiang Xiaomeng directly recorded another video.
The video includes not only Xiao Meng, but also Jiang Xiaozhan.
Jiang Xiaozhan looked at the camera with his signature cool and arrogant expression.
"Are you okay? Are you okay?"
He started by mocking the trolls on the foreign Internet.
If you think that Jiang Xiaozhan's fighting ability is just this, you are totally wrong.
Jiang Xiaozhan curled his lips into a smile.
Looking at the camera, his eyes were filled with passion.
He first said it in a self-deprecating tone.
"I saw a lot of comments online saying that the person in the show was Ye Haoyu. Please, stop it, it's me."
"Yes, even an uneducated second-generation rich kid like me knows this historical allusion. What a pity, some people just don't read books or newspapers!"
After hearing Jiang Xiaozhan's words, the external network fell into a collective silence.
It’s not that they don’t want to make a sound, but Jiang Xiaozhan is so mean that he directly blocked the IPs of these trolls.
Even if they want to change their accounts, they will be discovered immediately by the virus implanted by Jiang Xiaozhan!
Jiang Xiaomeng took a deep breath.
She glanced at the invitation letter sent by the staff of the National Museum on the table and made an extremely important decision.
She wants to be a cultural promotion ambassador!
Xiao Meng happily posted the invitation letter.
She wants to piss off those haters to death!
Jiang Xiaomeng blinked.
She needs a helper!
…
Yan Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Wearing a cheongsam?"
When Xiao Meng saw Sister Yan Ling wearing a cheongsam, her little face instantly turned red with excitement.
Jiang Xiaomeng nodded seriously.
"Yes, the more it highlights Sister Yan Ling's curves, the better the cheongsam will look!"
"Sister Yan Ling, you are my perfect model!"
Xiao Meng spent a lot of money to let those trolls know the profoundness of Chinese culture.
She spoke to dispel Sister Yan Ling's concerns.
"We are committing murder with a license!"
"Sister Yan Ling, Jiang Xiaozhan said that he would have Ye contact a top national designer to make clothes for you."
"This time, Sister Yan Ling is going to stun those country bumpkins!"
Jiang Xiaomeng is very confident.
Because her grandmother is an internationally renowned embroidery master.
I have always maintained a good relationship with the master chefs in the domestic cheongsam industry.
There are countless treasures on hand.
Facts have proved that Xiao Meng's vision was correct.
Yan Ling looks so beautiful in her cheongsam!
The beauty of classical oriental style is fully reflected in her.
With a graceful figure and a beautiful smile, her beauty is heavy, non-aggressive and gentle, like a poem in the long March days.
Listen to the rain overnight.
It is poetic, charming, and full of twists and turns!
Yan Ling looked at herself in the mirror, feeling uneasy.
"Does it look good?"
Zhao Qiye narrowed his eyes.
For some reason, Yan Ling always felt that there seemed to be some unrest under those black eyes.
Zhao Qiye spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"Didn't the museum director invite you?"
Yan Ling nodded.
"right."
but--
Zhao Qiye suddenly approached, his eyes fell on her, his hands wrapped around her waist, and he whispered in her ear.
"Let those people see what beauty is."
He suddenly chuckled.
"You are mine."
"Look at your beauty, you are mine too."
Yan Ling suddenly felt the hot palm landing on her waist.
Even her heart was burned!
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