Violent striker

() One day, after training, Yang Mo drove the Ford Raptor he bought from the second market and drove all the way home. When he got home, he found that Girls' Generation was practicing dancing on the lawn. feel.

Can't help but sit in the car and enjoy it.After watching for a while, the nine girls also found that Yang Mo was back, and quickly gathered around: "Ouba, Ouba."

Seeing them surrounding them, Yang Mo smiled and got out of the car.For a moment, surrounded by stars, Yang Mo felt like an ancient emperor.

At the same time, there was a crackling sound from the wall outside Yang Mo's villa.

Surrounded by so many beauties at this time, Yang Mo didn't hear a sound at all, and led nine people into the living room.Kim Taeyeon and the others chatted chatteringly.

"Ouba, when will you have a game? We all want to watch you play." Among the nine, Jessica has the best relationship with Yang Mo, perhaps because her English is the best.

"Soon, soon." Yang Mo always answered like this, and asked casually: "Aren't you all in Miami this year? There will be opportunities in the future."

"In two days, Yingmei will return to China to participate in variety shows." Kim Taeyeon explained: "We have members returning to the show every once in a while to maintain exposure, otherwise the audience will forget about us. The entertainment industry is very cruel. .”

Having been with them for so long, Yang Mo probably knows the environment of the Korean entertainment industry.To describe it in one sentence, there are more monks and less meat.In a small country like South Korea, there are so many artists on the stage, plus there are countless trainees from major entertainment companies, it is very difficult to stand out.Even if you are in the top, you may not be able to earn too much money. Korean brokerage companies are simply the most demanding in Asia in terms of commission.Unlike China, basically as long as you are a star in China, you can live a good life. Any show can cost hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars. In Korea, this is the treatment only for the top stars.

"So, you have to work harder!" Yang Mo encouraged kindly: "Anyway, I think you will be popular."

"Ouba, you're so kind." Jessica embraced Yang Mo's arm, hanging her head on Yang Mo's shoulder in a coquettish manner.

She often makes this kind of intimate gestures on Yang Mo, and Yang Mo doesn't know whether she is interested in him or just a little sister's dependence on her brother.Anyway, he was a little embarrassed, after all, in front of so many people, if he was alone, with Yang Mo's current embryonic personality, he would have already molested him.

At this time, Yang Mo also secretly watched the reactions of the other members, some were expressionless, and two of them were obviously jealous, these two were Yoona and Taeyeon.

Seeing this expression, Yang Mo thought to himself: Are these two Korean girls interested in him?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help being a little happy, man, it's an honor for a girl to like me, unless that woman's looks are really unworthy of the audience.After all, men exist to conquer women.

"Okay, what shall we have for dinner tonight?" Yang Mo asked loudly.

"Barbecue!" The nine people answered in unison.Although South Korea's economy is developing, the supplies are still very limited. The best beef has to be imported, and it is expensive, so they don't eat much at home.Now in the United States, Yang Mo, a local tycoon, treats guests. Of course, he eats it every day, and he doesn't get tired of it.Anyway, the fat of beef is not much.

Of course Yang Mo knew that they wanted beef, so he had already ordered ten kilograms of fresh beef in advance.

That night, there was another open-air barbecue. After a delicious meal, Girls' Generation danced again.

To Yang Mo, this kind of life is like a fairy life. There are ball practice every day, and beautiful women accompany her when she goes home. Every night, she eats barbecue and sings songs, and there are nine beauties dancing sexually.

The ancient emperors are not as chic as me!

Yang Mo thought beautifully in her heart.

After tossing for a while, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, before Yang Mo got up, the phone rang.Yang Mo picked it up and saw that it was Lu Xueman calling.Yang Mo looked at the sky, thinking that it was already late at night over there, why did you call at this time?But still pressed the answer button.

As soon as the phone call was made, Lu Xueman's furious voice came over: "Yang Mo, don't go too far! I've worked so hard here to negotiate sponsorship for you? What about you, what are you doing all day long? What do you want? Don’t want to play basketball? Don’t play with fire**!”

"You took gunpowder? You lost your temper early in the morning." Yang Mo said angrily, "What's going on? What happened to me?"

"What's wrong with you? Do you want me to explain it? You turn on the TV and watch it yourself, now the whole world knows that you held a promiscuous party, and your reputation is completely ruined." Lu Xueman was still very angry.

"Yin—random party?" Yang Mo was dumbfounded when he heard the word, and quickly asked, "What is it?"

"You know it yourself, I can't wipe your ass for this matter." Lu Xueman said angrily: "Now think about how to give the public a reasonable explanation!"

Then, pia hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Yang Mo went in even more confused, what's the trouble?

Yang Mo thought for a while, and quickly took out his computer to surf the Internet, and opened the sports website, and the headline was indeed himself again: "Brilliant! Heat rookie one man picks nine women, NBA No.1 after Chamberlain!"

The picture below is a picture of Girls' Generation surrounding themselves.

Just based on such a picture, you have given yourself a crime of prostitution?Yang Mo hurriedly took the phone and looked down. There were several pictures, including pictures of barbecue, dancing pictures, and a few pictures of Yang Mo hugging Jessica to toast, and at the end was a black picture , and wrote a series of reverie words below: After some playful sex, the villa at No. 53 Campton fell into boundless darkness, and the charming panting of women could be heard from time to time.

I cao!

Yang Mo scolded immediately, is this tm's ability to read pictures and write stories too strong?

After scolding, Yang Mo continued to read the comments. Most of them were jokes about winners in life. Beauty.There are also some malicious words, why Chinese men are not good at playing basketball, but they are good at picking up girls.The rest is just some racist writing on it that Asian men's sizes are enough for these beauties?Let my brother go!

Yang Mo saw this, and was furious, cursing in his heart: Stupid white-skinned pig, sooner or later, I will smash the goddess in your heart, and let you see the majesty of Chinese men!

Just when Yang Mo was about to continue looking down, Jessica hurried in: "Ouba, what should I do?"

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