Chapter 2: National Goddess (2)

"...Male god?"
Shen Zhifan’s eyebrows moved a little hard and wanted to understand some things. However, the reality still did not give him an opportunity to understand the current situation. The doorbells outside were shocked by the actions of Shen Zhifan for a long time, and they screamed tirelessly. .
"Oh, I know, okay, don't worry so much," Shen Zhirou sighed, as if he had thought of what he had shot on the shoulders of Shen Zhifan, looking at her brother with a kind of compassionate encouragement. "Even if Olivia likes you any more, how can I escape from marriage, and I will not let you suddenly make this sudden because of this little green hat? Even if it is going to be sudden, it will not This is a bright day..."
"...and so on," Shen Zhifan is as big as a fight. "Who is Olivia?"
"Oh, is today April Fool's Day? It's not funny at all." Shen Zhirou turned a blank eye and felt that Shen Zhifan must be teasing her, so he closed his door indifferently.
Under Shen Zhifan, he could only open the door with a deep breath.
Behind the door is still the meticulous general of the generals. Although the other side has been in a state of expressionlessness, he can't see the emotions at all, but Shen Zhifan does not expect him to have a good mood when he is shut down.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Shen." The words were cold and rude.
Shen Zhifan couldn't help but blush a little: "Good afternoon, generals... That, I was sorry, I have been a little shivering."
After saying it, I can’t wait to give myself a slap in the face. I don’t believe this reason, ah?
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Shen doesn't have to be polite." Yan Yan obviously didn't care. His voice was very cold, and it was not cold. It was like a thin stream of ice in the late winter and early spring. He came here. "This visit is only to the Olympics. Livia’s fiancé’s identity.

Shen Zhifan’s brain is hard to see once, and this time it’s just a few words from Shen Zhirou’s words.
Olivia is the name of a young lady. Since the words are Olivia's fiancé, Shen Zhirou said that Olivia likes him and wants to escape marriage, then the situation is very obvious.
No way.
Shen Zhifan really never thought that he could give a green hat to his idol.
He turned his eyes hard and looked at the cold and handsome face.
The other party will not really have suddenly squashed him in his mind as Shen Zhirou said.
This is not just a matter of hand shaking. Shen Zhifan feels that his legs are almost soft, and his life safety is not guaranteed.
"I don't know what is going on?"
The words are placed on the tall, handsome young man in front of him.
"Olivia lost about 6 o'clock last night."
Shen Zhifan said: "Lost connection?"
Because I didn't have any impression of the Miss Olivia, I heard that the news of Shen Zhifan just felt a little surprised. After all, it was the younger wife's fiancee, then the young lady's social status should not be low.
"Because these two days, Olivia has been very unpleasant because of some small things and the family, this matter is related to Mr. Shen," the words seem to have returned to the military's school, the words seem to be a bit more The taste of the review, "If Mr. Shen has clues about Miss Olivia's whereabouts, please be sure to inform."
"OK, all right."
Shen Zhifan’s swearing, the 16-year-old Shen Zhifan is really ignorant of this, but... The twenty-three-year-old Shen Zhifan is not clear about whether he is involved in this matter.
"Because of Olivia's identity, this matter is temporarily blocked, but soon there will be relevant personnel to ask you questions, and it will not be too nervous."
Shen Zhifan stunned, I don't know why he inexplicably felt the illusion that "I will come to you to wake up anyway and it is not a big deal". Inexplicable... There is a gentle taste.
The words are simple and clear, and it seems that there is nothing to explain, just about to turn around, but the young man in front of him has stopped him.
"That, do you want to go in for a cup of tea?"
He gave a slight glimpse and turned his head to the other's eyes.
Shen Zhifan is now the most popular mech league star in the empire. With his cool and melancholy temperament and extremely handsome appearance, he is almost able to capture the fans from the age of seventy or eighty to seven or eight. In a few short years, it won the first popularity of the year, and it can be said that the scenery is infinite and the limelight is always there.
However, just as the so-called cold and melancholy temperament, his eyes are often like a thousand entangled amber, the deep green forest in the fog, and the neat and neat appearance of his looks, these are the fans of his passionate praise. But he bet that the eyes have never been like this, the bottom is clear, and even with a slight shyness.
Even saying that when he saw him yesterday, he was not like this.
It seems that if you judge two people... No, you can’t say that.
Shen Zhifan, many years ago, is indeed like this.
The words perceive a subtle change that cannot be said, but at this time he is not good at making a conclusion, nodding his head in the slightly shy and hopeful face of the opposite youth.
Then, as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the huge black and white photo in the middle of the living room.
"This..." Yan Yan’s expression was very unspeakable and looked at Shen Zhifan. "I am sorry, it seems that I am not coming."
Shen Zhifan thought in the bottom of his heart, after a long time, his sister's aesthetic is still as unique as ever.
He can only explain with a hard scalp: "This is the latest retro black and white photo, a new photo of Shemei."
At the end of the day, he would like to explain that he absolutely does not want to be said that he is also such an aesthetic.
The words are calm and free to change: "Well, very beautiful."
Shen Zhifan: "..."
I can say that the nonsense is so fluent, and the generals who are the soldiers of Shen Zhifan for many years are really not ordinary people.
"So, what's the matter with Mr. Shen?" He said that his legs were sitting on a soft sofa with overlapping legs. He was almost thirty years old, but it looked like there was no difference between the majors in Shen Zhifan's memory. It’s just more mature and steady.
Shen Zhifan feels that his tongue has begun to listen to it. After all, the person who has always existed on TV on the TV in his memory suddenly appears to be in front of his own heart, and then accurately said that he is a bit dead and has no regrets.
Shen Zhifan shed tears in his heart, and felt that it was great to be able to do so when he grew up, even if he is dreaming now.
Even the words of seven years ago were already the place where all the teenagers yearn for, and even Shen Zhifan, a teenager who survived on the small planet in the corner of the empire, knew it.
Seven years ago, the 21-year-old speech was honored as a major general. It was attached to the First Regiment of the Imperial Army, the current commander of the Royal Special Operations Team, the third commander of the Royal Guards, and the first division of the Empire. "Members have won first class military exercises and third class military exercises twice.
The Emperor of the Empire gave the S-class armor "Raphael".
"In fact, there is nothing big," Shen Zhifan recalled the news that he saw yesterday. He didn't keep his way. "Can I touch you?"
Speech: "..."
"Ah, ah no, I don't mean this," Shen Zhifan suddenly realized what he said, and his face quickly rose red. "If you don't touch it, just sign it!"
The words did not speak, and the eyes were quietly placed on the youth in front of them.
The handsome young man’s look is so uncomfortable... cute.
But sure enough, it is not right.
"I, I was very respectful to you when I was young. I didn't expect to see live one day. Of course, I am not saying that you are old, this..." Shen Zhifan is actually not a dull, but the thing between the days is really To his surprise, not to mention his most embarrassing life idol.
In the end, he only felt that his tongue had to go in, his head sagged slightly, and he sighed in dismay.
I’m so happy, think about it, he’s wearing a green hat, and it seems to be well-known. Although he doesn’t know anything about Olivia, no man can bear this kind of thing. With such an incoherent Chinese language, it is definitely worse.
And what is the latest wave of black and white retro photos like a photo? It’s just a mental retardation!
When he was in a low mood, he couldn’t see the arc of the general’s mouth, and he couldn’t see the black pen that the general had taken with him. Unfortunately, the communicator suddenly sounded at this time, and his eyes were dimmed. The black pen was put back in the pocket and got up and said goodbye.
"Sorry, I have something else today, I will leave now."
"No, nothing." Shen Zhifan quickly said.
The eyes of the gods fell on some lost youths and moved slightly.
"But if I sign, I will be careful."
The voice of the words is cold and alienated, and it is very nice.
Shen Zhifan had a glimpse of it, and had not had time to say a sentence, but did not have time to think about signing a name and why should he be cautious, and he had already said that the general’s long straight back had left.
Be cautious.
Be cautious...
Be careful!
Shen Zhifan feels that his brain is like a cannon, although he knows that this may be just a matter of words, but he still can't help but chew the word.
"Is the general going away?" Shen Zhirou seems to be taking time out, but after seeing Shen Zhifan's expression, he stunned. "What are you blushing?"
Shen Zhifan squinted and turned back to her righteous words: "Your photo is too ugly."
Shen Zhirou’s face was aggrieved.
Is it ugly to be ugly?
What can she do, she is also desperate?
And wait, you blush, what is the photo of her?