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Text Chapter 409: Give me a glass of juice

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    "Hmph!" Sharapova snorted coldly when she saw Caroline approaching with Yan Ximu in her arms.  "Hmph!" The little girl didn't show any weakness and snorted loudly, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't hear her.  "You two, stop making trouble, it's time for us to set off." Fan Ju said, but he was happy in his heart. With each other's potential, the two girls could at least be quieter.  Although Sharapova is tall, she is actually not very courageous, and she does not use her body to bully others. In the final analysis, she is just a bold little girl.  As for Caroline, it was even more of a headache. She was not big, but she had a big heart. If she hadn't been unable to defeat Fan Ju, she would have wanted to fight him a few times. Of course, her only advantage was that she was smart and knew  I will definitely be at a disadvantage compared to Sharapova in terms of physique, and I will definitely not go looking for a beating.  This makes Fan Ju feel much more comfortable. Once Caroline provokes Fan Ju, Sharapova will definitely confront her, which violates this girl's principles of doing things.  " And Sharapova didn't want to take the initiative to stir up trouble, which allowed Fan Ju to find peace and avoid being entangled by any party.  Of course, Yan Ximu was definitely not as relaxed as she was at this time. Caroline did not look for Fan Ju, but she always stuck to Yan Ximu. Sharapova and Yan Ximu were already familiar with each other, and from time to time they would go over and interject a few words.  In short, Yan Ximu didn't have time to stop.  "Wow! It's really lively. With this music, I can hardly hear what I'm saying." Before he arrived at the concert venue, Fan Ju heard music that could make his heart pound.  I can¡¯t say whether it sounds good or not, but it has a good rhythm.  People can't help but jump along.  It was already dark, in the gloom.  Fan Ju and his group were well hidden, with just a little make-up.  These young boys and girls who are so excited that they don¡¯t know where to go, don¡¯t know that two Grand Slam champions have just passed by them.  Of course, these young people who are addicted to the world of music trends have to say whether they recognize Fan Ju or not, especially if they don¡¯t watch sports news on weekdays. Even in the United States, where information is developed, there is no place to find Fan Ju and Sharapova.  Two people go.  Fan Ju and Sharapova are VIP guests, so naturally there are VIP channels and boxes. Even though this is a concert ahead of its time, in New York, a city full of billionaires.  Some special preparations are also indispensable.  Fan Ju is not rich enough, but he is not far behind. Regardless of investments that are unclear to outsiders, he will be able to reach that level in a few years just because of his fame.  "No one came to say hello?" Fan Ju saw Sharapova who was shouting outside the box, and he really felt something different from the country.  "If someone in China invites Fan Ju to a performance, even if they don't come to say hello in person before the performance starts, they will send someone to tell him. It's a bit like the rules in officialdom. You have to be polite and worldly.  But it¡¯s different here.  Except for some special VIP box tickets, it was no different from ordinary audiences. Sharapova and Caroline were also very excited and almost forgot about their hostility.  Let¡¯s go to the window and shout loudly along with the music.  Sharapova¡¯s shouts are still so loud, just like her on the court, her high-pitched shouts can shock the entire audience.  But when nearly ten thousand people cheered and shouted, people could only hear the sound.  But there was nowhere to be found, as for the audience near the boxes.  At most, I only glanced at it twice, then turned back and immersed myself in my own world.  "Has it started?" Fan Ju saw the lights changing in the stands. After a while, the music started, and he could not see clearly, but then came the smoke, and then the lights were turned on in the darkness, and he gradually saw  He caught a few figures in the stands.  ¡°Rock modern music is not a gentleman¡¯s sport. The audience doesn¡¯t care whether the singer intends to sing or not. The cheers made Fan Ju almost cover his ears.  Glancing at the window, one of the two girls was excited. Fan Ju had no choice but to ask his girlfriend for help. However, seeing Yan Ximu frowning like himself, he knew that he was not used to this atmosphere.  "Just bear with it" Unable to leave, Fan Ju could only sit in his seat and endure. Of course, when the music stopped, he and Yan Ximu took advantage of the break to communicate, which also made Fan Ju find something interesting.  This place is dark and noisy. Let alone doing something bad, even if you scream your throat, it will be covered up by the waves of sound.  "It's over, don't make it worse!" Yan Ximu blushed. She was too shy to do something dirty directly, but it was inevitable to use her hands. This made her face look more excited than the other two.  After more than 2 hours, the girls were all rosy, as if they were about to bleed.  "Hey, let's continue after we go back. You must not take Caroline back." Fan Ju said and squeezed his thick butt again, and then took it back after he was satisfied.  "What else can you say about me????  "I don't know how Caroline heard it. Yan Ximu even called out just now without looking back. As soon as her name was called, she and the obedient puppy came to find the owner obediently. "It's okay, you Fan Ju  Brother asks you, do you want to go back to the hotel with us?  "As she spoke, Yan Ximu glanced at Fan Ju, with a mournful look on his face, which made her laugh. "Okay ah!  No, I have a report to rush tomorrow. I'll be over after I finish writing it.  "Caroline was overjoyed at first, but then she became sullen. "Well, we don't understand the world of genius girls, but Fan Ju breathed a sigh of relief. If a little trouble comes with him, he will be in trouble at the U.S. Open these days.  Even if the competition is a bitter one, ¡°Let¡¯s go backstage and I¡¯ll introduce you to my friend.  "Sharapova looked at the crowd gradually turning around and said to Fan Ju and the others. "Tonight is not just about listening to a concert. For them, the party after the concert is the highlight. Of course, Fan Ju is not interested in this."  He really didn't have much interest, but after agreeing to the girl, Fan Ju could only risk his life to accompany the gentleman. Of course, he left under the escort of Yan Ximu. No matter how talented he was, he couldn't hide that the girl hadn't actually arrived yet.  The fact is that at the age of 17, you may be able to get a driver's license and drive at this age in the United States, but if you wander alone on the road, you will be troubled by the police. "We won't go back too late, remember what I just said.  "Fan Ju didn't forget to remind Yan Ximu, who had just faded away, so that she almost tripped. "What's the matter?  "When the girl saw that Yan Ximu was gone, she raised Fan Ju's arm generously, wanting to ask about everything. "It's okay, let's talk about those investments in the United States, and by the way, is that facial hair okay, please, Sister Yan?  Let me inform you that I have opened the Supreme VIP to increase my popularity.  "Fan Ju said with a smile, not looking like he was hiding anything. "It's open, but it doesn't look like there are many people, only tens of thousands of fans at most. Is it really as popular as you said?  "Sharapova was a little unconvinced, but of course this did not mean that she would not listen to Fan Ju's words. Fan Ju did not say anything, and was "led" by Sharapova and walked backstage. Although the front stage dispersed, the work behind the stage was still going on.  It¡¯s just the beginning, it¡¯s still so noisy, but it¡¯s still pretty orderly, and there¡¯s no chaos. ¡°Hi, Adam, I¡¯m bringing my brother Fan here.  " Pushing open a door with stars hanging on it, no one who had screamed hoarsely on the stage just now was sitting in disheveled clothes, looking tired. " Concerts are very physically demanding, and I don't have Fan Ju's physique.  , it¡¯s almost overdraft every time, not to mention playing, singing and interacting, some even require you to jump up and down for a few minutes, which is not a small amount of exercise. A tall and handsome boy stood up, and Fan Ju recognized him.  , this person was the one who sang the most on stage and tortured his ears the most. ¡°So short?  Fan Ju muttered to himself when he saw Adam who was a little shorter than him. Of course, 182 is not considered short among ordinary people, but next to Sharapova who is 188, even Fan Ju who is 184 is disabled.  "I am Fan Ju, a professional tennis player.  "Fan Ju smiled after saying that. He was still wary of strangers, especially today's purpose was to check on the girl. He didn't want to become friends with the other person, and he would not be able to make a fair judgment by then. The rest of the orchestra was obviously worried about the girl.  Fan Ju didn¡¯t know much about him. Perhaps only Adam knew Fan Ju¡¯s identity because of Sharapova¡¯s introduction, but knowing that didn¡¯t mean he needed to please, especially when he saw his target hooking the man¡¯s arm. Adam had already  She regarded this man who was 5 or 6 years younger than herself as her opponent. ¡°Wait a moment while we change our clothes and leave for the party immediately. Many of our friends have already gone by themselves, but you can come with us.  "It seems that Fan Ju and Sharapova are special guests, and Adam Levine shows himself to be a gentleman. "You still have to take a car?  "Of course he didn't know. Fan Ju was dissatisfied with this. He didn't come here to play today. He had "big things" to do when he got back, but he couldn't back down from them. About 15 minutes later, he changed his outfit.  Adam and his group appeared in front of Fan Ju again. They were wearing jeans and T-shirts that were different from the performance clothes just now. Fan Ju scored well mentally. He also understood that the performance must not be taken seriously.  , at least this person is not out of touch with the masses, or too maverick, Fan Ju is a little relieved. Fan Ju has seen it in movies many times, and of course he has done it two or three times after becoming a contestant, but this Lincoln is a little bit different.  The difference is that there are several more refrigerators in a car than in an ordinary Lincoln. As soon as he got in the car, Adam took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator and prepared to hand them to Fan Ju and Sharapova. Sharapova was eager to try them.  If you want to pick it up, you can?A hand blocked it ruthlessly.  "Sorry, we don't drink. If there is sugar-free juice, please give me a drink." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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