Super Entertainment Tycoon

With the sun shining on his face, Lin Fan couldn't remember how long he hadn't been awakened by the sun, as if he was still in the security room at the beginning of the playground.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, and just opening his eyes, a pair of cartoon-colored underwear appeared in front of him, and the Mickey Mouse head above seemed to be still smiling at him.

"Fuck, what's this trouble."

I was too sleepy last night. Lin Fan didn’t have time to observe the decoration of the room when he entered the house. At this time, he saw that the house was full of feminine decoration colors. Among them, pink was the mainstay, supplemented by cute painting style. Girly heart.

"My day, I wouldn't have entered Song Qingyu's room."

Just thinking about it, Lin Fan analyzed the reason. Looking at the single photos with sweet smiles on the bedside, Lin Fan confirmed his guess.

"I really got into someone's little girl's boudoir."

Brother and sister Song Jia had already gone to school at this time. There was only Lin Fan in the whole room. Toothbrushes and towels were also placed in front of the washing table. Looking at the cartoon packaging, Lin Fan didn’t have to think about it. He also knew that Song Qingyu had prepared this.

"Still a careful chick."

After washing, I looked at the time, it should be around 9pm China time.

Take out the mobile phone, Lin Fan's mobile phone is more advanced than those satellite phones, let alone making a call abroad, even if it dives into the deep sea, it has a signal, and it will not be monitored and intercepted.

"Old man Jiang, I haven't slept yet, I have to ask you something, thank you..."

There are many universities in Los Angeles, including the famous Stanford University.

We will not talk more about the history of this university. At this time, all the students in this school are circulating a topic, that is, the news that the black gang was annihilated last night.

As the name suggests, the so-called black gang is a group of gangs formed by black people. They are notorious. They can hardly be seen during the day. When the sun goes down, they will gradually appear on the streets of Los Angeles, and then gather together to carry out some Disdainful criminal actions.

"It is said that the streets are full of blood!"

"Is it a gang vendetta? How powerful is it to wipe out the black gang."

"Hey, when one black gang is wiped out, there will be a second black gang that can kill all the black gangs, which proves that they are more cruel than those blacks and will never go out at night."

"I've also heard about it. It is said that this time there was only one person who wiped out the black gang. He was a midnight demon and liked to eat human hearts. All the dead black hearts were taken out. It was very cruel!"

"Really so scary? Oh my god, there are real demons, where are our Batman and Superman?"

The whole university, no matter where it is, similar topics are circulating. Sitting in the classroom, listening to the discussion of the surrounding students, the Song family brothers and sisters did not dare to say anything. They were witnesses to what happened last night. For fear of saying something to attract the attention of others, in the end, what should I do if the devil comes to him.

The **** scene was vividly remembered by the two.

Just sitting in the school until the end of school time, the two rushed to the school gate in relief.

"Hey, Song, why are you going in such a hurry?" Before they ran out of the school gate, the two were stopped by a few American boys.

Seeing these people, a wry smile appeared on Sein Fei's face unconsciously, "Isn't it time to go home?"

"Song, tomorrow is the weekend. Why don't you go to your house to hold a party?" A U.S. boy patted Seinfeld on the shoulder.

U.S. people love partying, this is well known, and judging from the eyes of a few of them watching Song Qingyu, the so-called partying of these people should have a certain purpose.

"Uh, okay, there are guests at home today." Song Fei declined politely.

"Guest? Does your family have guests every day for a few weeks?" An American boy obviously didn't believe it.

As he said, this is not the first time that the proposal to send a team today, but Song Fei always uses the guests at home to shirk it.

"That's right, don't think we don't know, you and your sister are the only two people in your family, why? Are we not welcome?"

"No, it's really inconvenient today." Song Fei said.

It used to be good to lie to them, but it is not today. He still remembers that there is a hero living in his house.

"Don't lie, I know where your home is. Let's go first. You and your sister hurry up." A few U.S. youths should have discussed this time. They will no longer give Sein Fei the opportunity to speak. After leaving this sentence, he drove away, and that direction was where Seinfeld's house was.

"Hey." Song Fei sighed. This foreign student will be bullied locally, and Song Fei is no exception.

"Brother, don't sigh, let's go back too, maybe they may leave when they see Big Brother Lin at home."

"Sister, brothers are not good, another semester, when this semester is over, we will return to China, and we will not be angry with these foreign devils again."

"Ok."

When the two returned home, those American youths were already waiting here, and the number of them increased a bit. It seemed that they wanted to forcefully hold this party today.

"Song, you have a lot of ink, come open the door." One person waved his hand and greeted Song Fei.

"coming."

After opening the door, a few people smelled a clear fragrance before entering.

"Wow, it smells good." Song Qingyu sniffed his nose a few times, "It should be the smell of rice, it's strange, how come there is smell of rice?"

My family knows the best. No one of them knows how to cook. They usually have to take out to solve problems when they are hungry. The stove at home has never been used with the display.

"Well, this is the taste of Sichuan food. I haven't eaten hometown food for a long time. Could it be that Lin Daxia wanted takeaway, but there should be no Chinese food nearby, right?" Seinfei guessed.

Entering the door, those American youths also filed in. At this time, the table was full of delicious food that aroused people's appetite, and there were ten dishes.

"Brother, look, it's Mapo tofu and spicy cock." Song Qingyu said with some excitement. The two dishes in her mouth are just a common meal in Huaxia, but in the United States, it is not a meal. She can eat it, but she has dreamed countless times in her dreams of her hometown cuisine.

"Fuck, my favorite big elbow!"

Song Fei leaned over to the table, and compared to his sister's excited appearance, Song Fei was even more unbearable, and his mouth was dripping.

"Song, that's not bad. I also prepared some food." The Yimi country squinted his eyes and said, he unceremoniously picked up an elbow and put it in his mouth.