"Baba, what is Smecta?" Qiqi couldn't understand it, but she accurately caught the most frequent words in Li Xishan's words and asked curiously.

"Smecta, Smecta is a modal particle in Bangzi language." Yang Guo himself found this explanation too difficult to understand. He smiled and said, "it's the same as ah, ah, ah."

Qiqi winked vaguely. She asked again, "what is a stick? Is it delicious?"

"Hee hee, Qiqi is so cute, my sister likes it!" Li Xishan was teased by Qiqi to cover her mouth and laugh, but unfortunately, she was not beautiful, and the way she smiled did not make Yang Guo feel bright in front of her eyes.

This made Yang Guo mutter in his heart, "doesn't it mean that all the women in Bangzi country are processed beauties? Is there another fish that missed the net?" He dare not really say it.

"By the way, how do you know me?" Yang Guo began to chat with her in Chinese again. "Did we know each other before?"

"How about speaking Bonzi?" Li Xishan looked at Yang Guo pitifully and said, "my Chinese is very difficult to speak, not as powerful as Yang Guo ouba."

"All right." Yang Guo shrugged casually and replied in stick language.

"Yes!" After switching back to his mother tongue, Li Xishan seemed to open the chatterbox and said happily, "Yang guooba, many of our friends are paying attention to your microblog, especially the Guangdong University of foreign studies. Many girls I know are paying attention to you, and they especially like to watch your microblog."

"Ah? Really?" Yang Guo scratched his head in embarrassment. "I didn't know that I was so popular!"

The number of followers of his Weibo is steadily increasing. If he remembers correctly, the last time he posted Weibo, there were 450000 followers! Although this number is much worse than that of stars, it is also a network celebrity!

Yang Guo didn't pay much attention to who he was, but he was still a little flattered by a group of young and beautiful college girls.

What is the situation now? Yang Guo thought in his heart: did he meet fans by chance? Next is the signature? Or a group photo? Why is it like a big star? Yang Guo is secretly happy.

"Yes, everyone is saying that Qiqi is so cute. How happy it would be if we could have a beautiful and lovely child like Qiqi in the future!" Li Xishan held his hands and held them on his lower cheek, looking forward.

Yang Guo shook and almost didn't fall down. He took a frustrated and helpless look at Li Xishan, whose focus was not on him at all. He was a little ready to cry without tears - it turned out that he was a fan of Qiqi and had no idea about himself!

"YangGuo oba, can I take a picture with Qiqi?" Li Xishan begged Yang Guo with a coquettish tone, "if my Chinese friends see it, they will envy my Smecta!"

Although Qiqi stole the limelight, Yang Guo didn't have any dissatisfaction. He really wasn't a person who liked to be in the limelight, but after a little entanglement, Yang Guo was calm. He laughed and said, "well, it doesn't matter. Just take a picture? Give me your mobile phone and I'll take it for you."

Before taking photos, Yang Guo had to let Qiqi pass. He pulled Qiqi's small hand and asked with a smile, "Qiqi, the sister next to you wants to hug you. Just play with your sister, okay?"

Qiqi leaned her head against her father's chest and turned her head to look at the big sister who spoke the strange Smecta language. She shook her head decisively. Don't let strangers hold you. Qiqi is very principled!

Li Xishan's eyes turned. She took out a crystal butterfly hairpin from her bag, shook it in front of Qiqi's eyes, and said with a smile, "Qiqi, you are Hao, take a selfie with your sister, and your sister gives you this, Hao or hao?"

Although it is not real crystal, the whiskers and wings of the butterfly are clearly textured and look lifelike. The plastic can be so exquisite, Yang Guo can still guess that this hairpin is valuable. He quickly refused and said, "Miss Li Xishan, this is not good. This gift is too expensive."

Li Xishan shook his head and said, "it doesn't matter. This is our product. I don't have to pay for it. The gift is very small. Please don't mind YangGuo ouba."

It turned out to be the second generation of the rich. No wonder it has always been said that it is Hao or not. It is indeed Hao!

Qiqi saw the beautiful crystal butterfly hairpin and couldn't help blinking. She glanced at her father and suddenly opened her hands to Li Xishan with a smile. The principle was vulnerable in front of the beautiful jewelry.

Li Xishan happily held Qiqi in the past. She also kindly helped Qiqi trim her hair and pinned the crystal butterfly hairpin. Qiqi just wore a small white skirt today. With this crystal hairpin, she looked like a little princess, especially cute.

"Wow, Qiqi is so beautiful!" Li Xishan kissed Qiqi. She happily stuffed her mobile phone into Yang Guo's hand and urged, "Yang Guo oba, help me take a picture with our little beauty. No, take more pictures."

Yang Guo also wanted to take more photos, but he just took his cell phone and held it up. Before focusing, a stewardess came over and gently reminded Yang Guo that the plane was about to take off, asking him to turn off his cell phone and fasten his seat belt.

Yang Guo had no choice but to take a picture in a hurry and return his mobile phone to Li Xishan.

"Sorry, it's not very good. I don't want to wait for you to get off the plane. Let's take a group photo again?" Yang Guo said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter." Li Xishan glanced at the photo, turned it off, and laughed half truely and half acting, "with this photo, I can show off with my Chinese friends. God, I actually met Qiqi's real person and got a group photo. It's incredible that they will envy the dead Smecta."

"No." Yang Guo still didn't believe that Qiqi could have such charm, and was deeply puzzled by Li Xishan's trembling appearance.

"Yes!" Li Xishan said seriously, "Qiqi is very cute. We all like her big eyes and cute. And gold, smecta, we all like to keep such a beautiful golden haired dog. Do you know that if a boy gave me a obedient and cute dog like gold, I would die of happiness!"

Yang Guo's eyebrows shook rigidly, and a scene of gold thieves following Qiqi to do evil things emerged in his mind. I can't compare myself with Qiqi. I can't even compare myself with a dog!

Hey, I really don't understand the post-90s. No, I should not understand the current society. Has it entered the era of looking at faces?

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