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Chapter 50 You Are Mentally Retarded!
[Xiao Qijun: Of course not!I just want to show how hot the emotions are, I must invite him to interact with you! 】

【…】

Gu Kai doesn't want to cooperate with emotions, he doesn't want to be his teammates, he just wants to be his enemy and take his head.

Now he plays this game, the greatest enthusiasm and motivation is to take the emotional head.When they were teammates, it was difficult for him to control his strong desire to kill him.

If he is a teammate with Emotion, he will probably throw a grenade at him, drive a car towards him, and even deliberately make some gunshots to sell him when there are enemies.

That scene is quite emotional, just thinking about Gu Kai makes the blood boil, and I can't wait to take the emotional head immediately.

[Xiao Qijun: I seriously doubt that Emotion bought a yearly hot search on Weibo, I want to ask how the price is calculated!I also let you stay on the hot search, take Weibo Square as your home, and go up to play if you want. 】

Gu Kai was silent, he felt that his manager had been fooled by the emotional stimulation.

It's a pity, a good man, his brain is not very good at a young age, what's the matter?

The entertainment circle is a vortex, and the pressure here is really great. Fortunately, he plans to retire, and Xiao Qijun can also go to rest.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Xiao Qijun thought that Gu Kai didn't trust him, so he quickly sent a message to prove his determination, [Kaikai, don't worry, when I get on well with emotions, the yearly hot search price is reasonable, I will definitely let you You keep the hot search until you vomit! ! ! 】

[Please trust me! ! /Please trust me!】

Seeing that he could even speak English, Gu Kai was speechless, [You are mentally retarded./You are mentally retarded. 】

[Why are you scolding me!I'm doing this for your sake. 】

Xiao Qijun was very depressed, his heart was stuffed, and he wanted to shut himself up.

[No need, thank you~ Don't bother, it's not like you don't know my future plans. 】

【…】

Xiao Qijun let out a long sigh and had nothing to say.

[I saw you forwarded the emotional lottery blog, want to go to Australia? 】

This is a sad topic. Although Gu Kai didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it obviously made Xiao Qijun feel bad, so he changed the subject and asked.

【Yes I do. ] Xiao Qijun immediately replied.

[I invite you to go, and I will mail the ticket to you in about a day or two, and then you can help me receive the express delivery. 】

When Gu Kai filled out the information, he asked Emotion to separate the ticket and autographed photo for him. He had thought of giving this to Xiao Qijun a long time ago, and it just came in handy at this moment.

[There's no need to be so troublesome, you can bring it to me tomorrow! 】

【I sent them all...】

Gu Kai has no tickets at all right now, so why?
[Well, I still love you, I love you to death, my little Kaikai, you are so kind. 】

[Go away, it's disgusting, I'm sleeping. 】

After Gu Kai finished sending the message, he locked the screen of the phone and tickled the corners of his lips.

Emotions... heh.

Qin Xu suffers from sleep disorders and must take sleeping pills to fall asleep. Every day when she wakes up, she suffers from extreme burns. All the reasons are because of her photographic memory.

Others think that having a photographic memory is a superpower and a great thing, but for the owner, this is not something to show off, but the source of nightmares.

Because she can recall all the details of life from childhood to adulthood, and she can remember all painful and happy moments.

Even from waking up to going to bed, she can remember everything that happened in a day, and she will force to recall it from time to time.

Countless information with no nutritional value enters her brain every day. These useless information occupy her brain capacity and bring her great troubles.

The information that entered his mind was constantly played back. Even if Qin Xu tried to control it consciously, it was still futile. The more he tried to restrain and resist, the more nervous and painful he felt.

(End of this chapter)