Don't train beautiful girls in a weird direction.

Then, she ordered coldly and seriously: "Please give up this hopeless hobby immediately, thank you."

"You've already said it's hopeless, how can you change it?"

"Because I'm the cutest person in the world." Chi Yumo snorted coldly, "There's nothing I can't do. When the word 'hopeless' was coined, I, the noble one, hadn't been born yet."

Chen Mo vaguely guessed what this narcissist was going to say.

"So, those who create words, due to their own lack of ability, say useless words like 'there is really no hope'."

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to interrupt her argument, "Are you trying to say that if you were in that era, there would only be idioms like 'Oh, it's so difficult, please ask Miss Chi Yumo to save everything!'"

Chi Yumo's eyebrows, which looked like a painting in ink, moved upward a little. "You are quite smart."

"So, do you need me to save everything for you?"

"No." Chen Mo chose to verbally refuse.

"Hmm?" Chi Yumo did not use question words, but instead used interjections that she thought were noble and oppressive to replace her questions.

"Because Miss Kiyono will tolerate me, while you, a bad woman, will only want to bring me to justice."

"She is indulging you." Chi Yumo said indifferently.

"Indulgence is also a kind of love. The lady loves me."

"Me too..." Chi Yumo said subconsciously competitively, but she restrained the key words in time.

"You love me too, right baby?" Chen Mo said directly.

Chi Yumo narrowed her peach blossom eyes with deep meaning and looked at Chen Mo deeply. The suspicion spread from her pupils to the tip of her delicate and straight nose, turning into lovely wrinkles.

"No—love."

"It's a very intriguing pause." Chen Mo began to nitpick, "Is there a dash in the middle? Does it mean a reversal? So you still love me?"

"I won't fall in love with anyone." Chi Yumo turned sideways with a cold face.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and did not continue asking questions, but went about his own business.

The black-haired girl walked around and came to his stall.

"Are you planning to use activities to attract customers like me?"

She picked up a small plastic cup and said, either with regret or sarcasm, "You should have emptied these disposable cups. You won't even have a chance to give people a taste of the water."

Vicious, baby Yumo.

Chi Yumo was indeed disgusting today. Perhaps she had entered a wartime state? Or perhaps the beer bean waltz last night had fully released her?

The aggressiveness is at its maximum. Is this the greedy witch whose possessiveness reaches 99%?

"Would you mind having a drink?" Chi Yumo blinked his indifferent eyes. Because Chen Mo was sitting on a chair and busying himself, Chi Yumo looked down at him.

"Please."

The girl picked one at random, poured it into the cup and took a sip.

"It tastes good. What's it called?" she asked.

"Qingru Longjing." Chen Mo responded.

"It's my favorite green tea. This pot costs fifty yuan? Or more?" The girl with long black hair lightly touched her snow-white chin.

Chen Mo looked up at her and was really hit on the face by what she said. This girl really had something special.

"If these pots all cost this much." The girl glanced at the layout of Chen Mo's booth, "The tasting cost is 300 yuan, plus the 1,000 yuan from yesterday, you're already in debt of 1,300 yuan before you even open the store."

"Let it be yours."

"In that case, do you want some traffic?" There was a cunning taste in the girl's tone and eyes, which made Chen Mo want to open her little leather shoes as well and smell whether there was some cunning body odor inside.

"Traffic? Free advertising?" Chen Mo was puzzled. Is baby Yumo so kind?

"Yes, look over there." Chi Yumo pursed her pink lips proudly. There was a line in front of her stall that seemed to have no end.

Seeing this, Chen Mo suddenly realized something was wrong.

Aren't they here to hurt him? With so many people bombarding him in turns, he must be exhausted. The cost of tasting alone must easily exceed a thousand.

Wait, that hammer she's holding? It can't be the kind you use to smash golden eggs in supermarkets to win prizes...

Looking more carefully at Chi Yumo's booth, there were no golden eggs, but there was a Whack-a-Mole lottery machine. The result was obvious...

The most vicious way is that Chi Yumo will set the prizes for the lottery as drinks from Chen Mo's side... She doesn't even have to provide the cost of the prizes for the lottery herself.

As soon as Chen Mo had this thought, he saw Chi Yumo's cold and malicious smile, beautiful but dangerous.

Completely different from Kiyono Taki's dangerous smile, Chi Yumo's is an elusive smile that goes straight to the heart.

Kiyono Taki's smile allows people to directly feel the beauty of violence and the terrifying threat.

Chi Yumo's threat was hidden very deeply. After all, the iceberg girl basically never smiled, and the moment her paralyzed face was released, it was not the blooming of flowers and the revival of all things, but clearly a blizzard.

Bad, too bad.

"Well, you need to prepare more." Chi Yumo restrained his smile and turned his back. "Since you need my help so much, I will have to raise the probability of winning to 100%."

Leaving these words behind, the girl walked away, returned to her stall and started selling, followed by deafening cheers.

"Master Yumo! You are so great!"

"Good rice, good rice!! Ahhhh, I'm going to be killed by President Chi~"

"I'm so thirsty, Senior Yumo, please let me drink..."

"Hey! Why are you taking off my pants?!"

"Sister, I'm cutting in line... eh?! Why are you blushing? I'm just cutting in line..."

If Chen Mo hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a young girl could have so many female fans.

Looking at the long line, it's mostly girls, with few men...

I took another look at Chi Yumo's outfit today, a women's blazer and a light blue long skirt... Although it was called a long skirt, it was actually very tight, a bit like jeans.

Dressed in a more masculine style, if Chen Mo was a girl, she would probably be impressed by the handsomeness of Lord Yu Mo with his small face. Unfortunately, Chen Mo is a boy, and he would only want to strip Lord Yu Mo naked and spank him for pretending to be handsome. "I'll let you pretend! I'll let you pretend!"

But, Shi An actually has so many female friends... huh? No, even many... no, most of them are from outside the school!

Yes, the students in this school are still a bit abstract. Even gender can change, and sexual orientation is naturally diverse. Female pedophilia is even a minority. Generally, there are bisexual pedophilia, Fiji Cup pedophilia, Aijiang pedophilia, water dispenser pedophilia, belly button pedophilia...

Our main focus at Shian is openness and inclusiveness.

But... Chi Yumo is so famous?! Chen Mo thought that the "cutest girl in the world" she always said was just a lie... She is really famous.

No! It's useless to rely on your looks! You have to rely on your strength!

Just when Chen Mo was a little dumbfounded, his stall welcomed its first customer, or rather...a customer who came to get something for free.

She is a cute girl, probably the lively and innocent type.

But who would have known that the first thing she said when she saw Chen Mo was:

"Hey! You are the one certified by Lady Yumo herself and her dog!?" The lively girl's tone was three parts cold, three parts angry and four parts envious.

"No..." Chen Mo knew it would be like this.

"What? This is what our great Lord Yumo said! How dare you deny it!"

"......"

"I will report your disrespect to Lord Yumo, now give me my prize!"

Chen Mo poured her a cup of mango sago.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good. Haha, are you really the only dog ​​under Lord Yumo? I'll remember you!"

With that, the girl skipped away, but then returned and poured herself another drink, her face full of joy, and finally she even took out her own thermos cup to drink...

Chen Mo was speechless.

In just a short while, a few more spirited girls like this appeared at Chen Mo's stall. They all took out their own large and small water cups.

Chi Yumo, fuck you.

Chen Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the girl with long black hair, who responded with a polite sneer.

Well, you won’t be able to laugh anymore.

Chapter 121 Ice-cold Jade...

They worked in full swing until noon, but Chen Mo still couldn't see all the fairies in front of him, who were attracted by the so-called Chi Yumo friendship advertisement.

To be precise, she is not a little fairy, but she is simply fanatical in her worship of Chi Yumo to a shocking degree.

"Hey! No more, is that all you have?" A fat girl with a square face and black-framed glasses in front of him said dissatisfiedly. Her voice was so rough that Chen Mo mistakenly thought he had traveled back to the primitive age. It was as if there was a mouthful of 82-year-old phlegm stuck in his throat.

Damn, what a chain-smoking girl! My reward is that I’ll give you a French kiss with Li Dan. It has to be French.

Chen Mo glanced at the several large pots of drinks on the table and finished them all without noticing. However, there was still a lot of drinks left in the small plastic cup used for tasting.

Why? Because these Biyang girls all brought their own cups to hold the water. There was even a King Kong Barbie who drove a water truck and asked Chen Mo to pour the water into it...

Do you want me to drink it?

Did you buy it here? The sprinkler truck is bigger than Kiyono Taki's bathtub, and it takes hours to fill it with water.

So, Chen Mo spat into the sprinkler truck and questioned the morality of her despicable behavior, preparing to educate her fans on behalf of Yu Mo Baby.

"Mr. Yumo said the more the better!" She said so arrogantly at the time, "She said too little is not cute at all!"

After moving Chi Yumo out, Chen Mo had no choice but to say a few words to her and tell her to get out.

"Go away! We've distributed all the tickets. Come back this afternoon if you want to come!" Chen Mo shouted to the remaining people still in line.

"Master Yumo is right, you are just Xiaoxiao!"

"That's right, it's not cute at all."

"You are not worthy to be Master Yumo's dog!"

"Master Yumo's dogs wouldn't be so small and so few!"

You.

Do you have one? Here you are barking "Little" and "Young", whoever wants to be the dog can be the dog.