Green Dragon

Chapter 209 The Little Witch's Black Magic

Just in late April 2011, Emma Watson, who had just passed her 4st birthday, encountered the biggest scandal crisis on the road to personal fame:
A certain unknown website media exposed a series of indecent photos of her, including many large-scale photos of posing, bed photos, bath photos, and even photos of heavy-tasting breastfeeding. For a while, she kept walking Emma, ​​who is a pure student, is pushed to the forefront, her personal image is in danger of collapsing at any time, and there are even rumors that she was expelled from Brown University because of her unrestrained style...

Although a lawyer and a public relations team have been entrusted to deal with it, those photos have also found the corresponding original pictures, which proved to be maliciously synthesized, but it still caused irreparable damage to her image-after all, quite a few netizens have nothing to do In this era of rapid information gathering, they don't have time to analyze these things.

In order to avoid the storm, she ended her course early and returned to the UK from Brown University in the United States. She lived in seclusion every day, occasionally went shopping with one or two friends, and stayed at home most of the time. Accompanied by her mother and younger brother, she slowly recovered her mood .

Long Shute didn't know these things at all, but this didn't hinder their conversation.

A Chinese athlete who has just played professional football for two years, and a British actress who became popular all over the world ten years ago, but has never had any positive comments on her acting skills... How many common topics can they have in common?
But some things are so strange, some people may not even understand each other's language, but they can become friends just by relying on bad gestures, while some people, even though they are in the same circle, will never communicate with each other like enemies.

In fact, they sipped their drinks and chatted until the sun went down.

Long Shute was surprised to find that the famous actress in front of him, who became popular all over the world ten years ago, was like a girl next door. She had clearly seen countless big scenes, and she should have faced her in the long-term battle with the media. The interview is easy, but when the two of them are talking, the female star occasionally shows nervousness and shyness.

They talked a lot about things from all over the world, and Long Shute gradually understood something about the girl in front of him, and maybe the other party also understood himself.

When Emma's mother, Jacqueline, came home from the square dance—this was made up by the author—she was a little surprised to find that a strange oriental boy was having a good time talking with her daughter at home.

"Hi, baby..." Although Jacqueline was greeting her daughter, her eyes clearly fell on Long Shute.

Long Shute, who has been in Europe for many years, still retains the Chinese style in his bones. When he saw the head of the family coming back, he stood up immediately: "Hello, madam, I am Long Shute, Alex's friend. .”

Jacqueline smiled and nodded: "Do you want to eat something?"

"No, thank you." Long Shute shook his head quickly, because according to his understanding, Europeans hardly have the habit of retaining first-time guests for dinner.

Unexpectedly, Emma stood up from the sofa. While helping Jacqueline put away the shopping bags, she turned to the customer and asked, "I'll cook, do you mind eating pasta?"

"Of course not," Long Shute replied with a smile, but his voice was a little hesitant, "But...do you really know how to cook? I don't want to be cast black magic by the little witch before the game."

Emma raised her slender eyebrows: "I have studied in a Michelin two-star restaurant."

Jacqueline smiled and nodded: "Although Emma is usually very busy, her cooking skills are indeed quite good. Few young girls nowadays can be like him..."

Long Shute blinked his eyes, so he had no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient.

Spaghetti is actually very simple to say, after all, it is not handmade noodles, and there is no need to test knife skills, add some side dishes and sauces, and it can be cooked with just a few pulls...

Of course, at least master the heat and seasoning.

When Emma came out with three good-looking noodles, Long Shute had already thought of a hundred ways to deal with it. If this food really tasted like poison, how should he explain it so that he would not let the other party It's embarrassing, and I won't put my life in danger...

Well, let's say I'm allergic to green onions from England.

No, there seems to be no green onion in it!

This is how to do? !

The flustered Long Shute took a bite carefully under Emma's gaze.

"How?" Emma asked impatiently before he dared to swallow.

Jacqueline, who was sitting by the side, covered her mouth and smiled, probably because she felt that her daughter was a little impatient.

"Drip, this food is not toxic, it's harmless to your body, and it won't affect your state."

After hearing the system's cold electronic synthesis sound, Long Shute swallowed it boldly.

He frowned and chewed repeatedly for a long time, took another sip of red wine, and finally exhaled with some difficulty.

This painful expression made Emma doubt her own craftsmanship: "Uh, if it's not to your liking, don't force it..."

"I feel like you have cast a kind of black magic on me..." Long Shu pointed at his chest, "Curse me, this is definitely the best pasta I've ever eaten, I'm worried about going to the pasta in the future Can you still eat when you eat in the restaurant?"

Emma wrinkled her nose cutely, and raised the sharp corners of her mouth: "Have you always made girls happy like this?"

"No," Long Shute raised his sword eyebrows not to be outdone, "In my 21-year-old life, I have only said such words to a girl. Just two summers ago, in Amsterdam In the light rain, she rejected me cruelly, and I was in so much pain for it, during this time... I didn't even look at the other girls again, and I could only focus all my energy on kicking the ball. Now... a wonderful fate Let me meet her again, maybe we are not so familiar yet, but I have already fallen under her magic. I have to ask her, can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

There were only three meetings, and the time spent together was only two hours, but this kind of confession was definitely not the most sudden confession.

Because there are still many people who fall in love at first sight. Compared with them, Long Shute's words have been brewing for at least two years.

Jacqueline watched with a smile as her daughter's ears suddenly turned red. As a biological mother, she didn't consciously intervene, but happily acted as a melon-eating audience. Knowing that the client is her own daughter, perhaps the lawyer's mother couldn't help applauding the boy's confession lines...

Emma pursed her lips. She didn't say any excuses like "we just met and don't know enough". These words are really just excuses.

The boy in front of me may not be as eye-catching as those handsome or muscular male stars in the film and television industry, but there seems to be a strange charm that Emma cannot completely refuse.

Emma bit her thin but moist lower lip lightly, and answered the boy who confessed to herself in an inaudible voice: "That's your freedom..."

Pursuing me...is your freedom.

Of course you can pursue me.

(End of this chapter)