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Time: February 14, 2003, 10:17 am.

Location: Sun Yanzi's home.

Event: Related to the rhythm of online water army.

People involved: Zhou Yi; Sun Yanzi, Sun Yanzi's trumpet*3.

Tools used in the crime: computer, network cable, hands, brain...

"..."

Sun Yanzi, who was caught on the spot, sat obediently on the sofa in the living room with his hands behind his back, staring at the man who was writing furiously opposite him, and his eyes twitched unconsciously for several times-

"Why did you write like a closing statement to be submitted to the court? Did I break the law? Which law states that I am breaking the law by doing this?"

"Not convinced? I will contact the teacher later and ask him to help give suggestions to those big guys who can participate in the revision of laws and the introduction of laws."

After writing an unequal treaty, Zhou Yi looked up at the woman and said sarcastically: "Dear Miss Sun Yanzi, you don't want the fact that you opened a small account to be exposed, right?"

Sun Yanzi subconsciously shrank his head, vaguely feeling that this was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong, and then seemed to realize that he was guilty of doing this, and couldn't help but raise his head again and straighten his neck, tilting his head to one side and not looking at him, with a clear conscience.

Three seconds later, Sun Yanzi turned around and asked tentatively: "How do you know it's me?"

"Nonsense, didn't I say that?"

Zhou Yi looked at him like an idiot: "Unless you think Cheng Hao would be so bored that she would go online to lead others, or Xiao Yaxuan and the others would be so bored in Taiwan that they would go to Tianya to lead others."

"..."

Sun Yanzi's eyes widened when he heard this: "Didn't you say that online when you were surfing the Internet with your smurf account?"

"No."

Damn!

Missed!

Who would have thought that Sun Yanzi, who was so good at this, could only lower her proud head helplessly in the face of the iron-clad facts, and pressed her handprint in a not-so-equal equal treaty with tears in her eyes--

"Housekeeping Lady Sun Yanzi", a random month before June 2003, a grand serial!

"Why do you want me to clean but not cook?"

"I want to live a few more years. Don't you know the level of your dark cuisine?"

Zhou Yi curled his lips in disdain. Sun Yanzi, who felt that her cooking skills were insulted, could not bear it any longer. She immediately slapped the sofa and stood up-

Then Zhou Yi forced her back with one hand.

"Ah, I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore..."

The long legs subconsciously clamped the baby's body and swayed left and right on the sofa. At this moment, Sun Yanzi was like a child who didn't get maltose to eat. She kept whining in her mouth: "Black-hearted boss, unscrupulous capitalist, street lamp pendant..."

The loose pajamas collar unconsciously slipped down from the shoulders while rolling back and forth, revealing the woman's delicate and eye-catching collarbone.

Zhou Yi subconsciously glanced at her a few more times.

Without the three years of seven albums, two rounds of concerts, and countless business, Sun Yanzi, who followed behind him and pulled up the tiger skin as a banner, was obviously much fatter than in the early 2000s, and his temperament was still the quirky and clever that was unique to this age.

Not only did he not look tired, but he was so active all day that he looked like a magical deer running around in the forest of elves, full of energy.

He still had the right-angled shoulders that many women who dream of becoming models yearn for.

The only pity is that he is too rich.

"What are you looking at?"

"What a pity." Zhou Yi shook his head.

"?"

Sun Yanzi slowly typed a question mark and glanced down along the man's gaze, and then instantly threw the big bear doll in his arms at him as if he was angry, and jumped up from the sofa like a miracle of dancing, and ran straight to Zhou Yi with his teeth and claws bared.

As we all know, as a well-known running queen in Singapore, apart from the so-called dance, her running posture has been practiced to perfection in various MVs. Although she didn't practice the dance steps, her physical strength has been improved.

She thinks she is very difficult to deal with - she can spend a whole day with Zhou Yi like this.

Unfortunately, after three minutes, she lay on the ground groaning, and had to admit the powerful strength of the big devil, leaving behind a regretful beg for mercy -

"Ahahahaha, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't tickle me, don't tickle me, it's itchy, itchy, itchy, haha..."

Sun Yanzi has never felt that laughing will make her eyes wet.

Thanks to her rounded body, the sensitivity of the ticklish spot on her waist has increased exponentially compared to the past.

This directly led to her kicking her legs back and forth on the living room carpet while laughing, moving her body like a flexible rabbit, trying to escape the control of the man behind her. The final result was that her feet kept drawing circles on the ground like a compass. She was so tired that she couldn't get up and break free. She laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes and she didn't have time to wipe them away.

"Is it okay, little dog?"

After a few minutes of struggling, Zhou Yi, the winner, picked up the fruit from the fruit bowl on the coffee table with a toothpick and put it into his mouth. He sat down on the carpet, chewing the apple in his mouth and turning his head to look at Sun Yanzi, who had messy hair and looked like he was being played with. He jokingly said, "Do you want me to take you to the gym?"

Sun Yanzi, who was obviously tired of laughing, spread her well-proportioned legs, raised her arms and placed them on the sofa cushions, and when she looked up, she almost blew out a wisp of white smoke from her mouth. Her short hair, which had grown a little longer, was messy enough to slightly cover her eyes, and she looked quite messy and beautiful.

"You won unfairly."

After a long time, Sun Yanzi, who finally came to his senses, rubbed her stomach with her right hand, which had cramped from laughing before: "When you go to the United States tomorrow, I will find time to complain to my uncles and aunts that you bullied me."

Thinking back then, her father and Zhou Yi's father had formed a friendship when they were fishing and shrimping in Taiwan.

"Times have changed. My dad can't control me now."

Zhou Yi didn't care at all and shook the letter of guarantee. After reading it again, he folded it with satisfaction and stuffed it into his pocket.

Seeing this, Sun Yanzi's mouth immediately raised a trace of unyielding arc. His eyebrows curved and his smile became two extremely contagious crescent moons. Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What are you laughing at?"

"You basically ran outside for publicity in the first half of the year. If you have time to stay at home before June, I will lose."

Sun Yanzi raised his chin proudly: "Did you get fooled? How can I be a top student of Nanyang Technological University in Singapore for nothing?"

The Grammy Awards will start at the end of the month, and then I will have to connect with the promotion of the British Academy. I have to stay in the United States for at least a month, and then I have to go to other European and American countries for publicity.

In this round, the so-called guarantee has long passed the time limit. Can it still be useful?

The advantage is mine!

Zhou Yi smiled but said nothing.

"Oh, right."

When Zhou Yi's attention was attracted by the promotional clip of the variety show on the TV in the living room, Sun Yanzi stood up with his hands on the sofa, walked to the TV cabinet, bent down and pulled out the cabinet, took out a small wooden box from it, walked back and threw it into the man's arms-

The latter opened it and saw a string of walnut-colored bracelets, and a small wooden plaque with a carved... statue of a god was tied to the string of beads.

"Master, keep the number."

A very standard Chaozhou dialect blurted out.

Sun Yanzi, sitting on the carpet with a big horse and a golden sword, put her right arm on the knee of her bent right leg, lifted her messy bangs on her forehead with her left hand, pursed her lips and blew a breath upwards, with a big sister style of "I'll protect you": "I used to bring it when I took exams in school, and I passed every time, and I also took home a lot of certificates."

Zhou Yi took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, stroking the wooden bead: "Really."

"Of course."

Seeing Zhou Yi's appearance, Sun Yanzi raised her hand and patted him on the back, then gave a wink to the man she was looking at, gave him a thumbs up, and grinned: "So, don't worry, the master will bless you."

Sun Yanzi, her grandmother is from Chaoshan. Under the influence of her grandmother, the family not only speaks Chaozhou dialect at home, but also retains many traditional customs from the Chaoshan area.