Chapter 37
Perhaps Lu Shasha opened her eyes, and Feng Beiwang slowly walked over.

The group of people applauded, blessings came and went, and everyone began to give gifts.

"Shasha, this is my ore collection, it will glow at night."

"Shasha, I'm an ordinary person, this is the platinum VIP card for all the department stores under our group."

"I drew this myself. Last time the painting was auctioned for tens of millions. If you don't like this one, you can buy it."

"Shasha, I bought a star named after you."

"..."

Lu Shasha looked at the gifts that were almost piled up in front of her, thanked her, and searched for something in the crowd.

Finally, the presents really piled up a lot, Lu Jingxiu reluctantly asked the security guard to carry them down, and then took them home.

Lu Zehan no longer looked like a gentleman on the stage just now, squatting in front of the pile of presents, picking and choosing, "What is this? A black stone that doesn't slip away..."

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses quietly floated behind Lu Zehan, and said sadly, "These are Apache's tears."

Lu Zehan was puzzled: "Ah? What tears?"

Lu Shasha came over and took the stone, "It's obsidian, Apache's tears are a story, second brother, read more if you have nothing to do!"

Seeing Lu Shasha and the young man with gold spectacles sneering away, Lu Zehan blushed with anger, this four-eyed, bullying his blind spot in knowledge!Wuwuwu, the little girl must have become stupid in her heart!
At this time, Sheng Ningning approached cautiously.

"Brother Zehan..."

When Lu Zehan turned his head, the obedient student-headed little girl looked at him awkwardly, and suddenly her heart moved.

"Hi, I really, really like you! I'm your fan! I like your music very much! You, you, you..." Sheng Ningning became more and more incoherent, and at the end, her face was flushed as if she was about to lack oxygen.

Lu Zehan immediately changed, and gently comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, is your signature?"

Sheng Ningning handed over her notebook, and when she handed over the pen, the body of the pen was wet with the sweat of her palm.

Lu Zehan finished the notebook, lowered his head to sign, and asked Sheng Ningning some questions in a gentle voice to relieve her tension.

"Are you and Shasha good friends?"

"Yeah, Shasha is very nice."

Lu Zehan nodded: "Is there anyone else around who likes Shasha?"

Hearing this question, Sheng Ningning was taken aback, and then said: "Student Feng Beiwang often comes to look for Shasha, the two of them have a good relationship, I think they are a good match..."

Suddenly realizing that she had said something wrong, Sheng Ningning shut up.

Lu Zehan still smiled. After signing, he handed it to Sheng Ningning with a smile, and took her to take a picture.

Sheng Ningning was so dizzy with happiness that she seemed to be floating when she walked.

Lu Zehan turned his head and gritted his teeth, "Feng Beiwang looks at this bastard."

Because last time that little boy Feng Beiwang asked a large group of fans to surround him, he was so embarrassed that he hid in the dressing room, and there was a woman inside...

This hatred is irreconcilable.

On the other side, Lu Shasha was not in a very high mood. Everyone was eating cakes. She held a plate of cherries and stuffed them into her mouth one by one, but she forgot to bite down, and her cheeks were slowly filled.

"Is it sweet?" The long-awaited voice finally rang out. After Lu Shasha was pleasantly surprised, she became angry again, and she turned her face away and didn't want to talk to her.

Feng Beiwang knew he was wrong, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only persevere, asking over and over again: "Is it sweet? Shasha."

Lu Shasha's cheeks were full, she couldn't speak at all, and was annoyed by Feng Beiwang, so she finally turned to face Feng Beiwang, staring at him angrily with her clear deer eyes, and then took a plate in her little hand He lifted the cherries in the bag, and brought it to Feng Beiwang's lips.

Lu Shasha said in her heart: Don't you know if you try it yourself?

Feng Beiwang touched the cherries with his lips, and then opened his mouth to eat them.

Well, Shasha is so sweet.

 Recently, I was reading a book that mentioned Apache’s tears. There was a story in it, and I was very touched after reading it. The following is the information I found in the post bar. If you are interested, please read it!I don't know if I'm using it correctly, please correct me!

  "Among the tribes of North American Indians, there is a race named Apache, which is transliterated as "Apache". According to legend, in the 19s, the Apaches and the U.S. cavalry were on a high mountain (today's Shibili, Arizona) The Apaches were brave and good at fighting, but they were defeated because of their poor equipment. They would rather die than surrender, and jumped to their deaths. When the bad news came, the wives and children of the soldiers were distraught and burst into tears. Legend has it that their Tears dripped on the ground and turned into black stones—beautiful obsidian. Later, it was said that whoever owns this black stone will stop crying; because the beautiful and kind Apache girl I have cried all my tears for you."

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