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Zhu Yun smiled and said to Kalifa who distributed the benefits.

For the first match, because there were no Musashi and Spartacus, and the participants in the first match were not very strong, Zhu Yun had no interest in this match.

Compared with the competition, Zhu Yun prefers to call himself "Carrie" with this

women have a good chat.

"Great, thank you, Lord Zhu Yun."

Kalifa exclaimed happily.

"Okay, okay, if you have any questions, just ask them quickly."

Zhu Yun shook his head and put his hand on Kalifa's thigh, "I won't answer your question until my partner starts the match."

Seeing Zhu Yun's hand caressing her thigh, although Kalifa was a little unhappy, she didn't show an expression of boredom on the surface, so as not to be noticed by Zhu Yun again.

"Okay, Master Zhu Yun.

So, what I want to ask is"

Khalifa smiled and nodded, just about to ask a question, Zhu Yun interrupted her.

"and many more"

Zhu Yun frowned and looked at Kalifa.

"What's wrong, Master Zhu Yun."

Seeing Zhu Yun's expression, Kalifa couldn't help feeling tense again.

"That..., Carrie, I feel a little uncomfortable when you sit sideways on my lap like this."

Zhu Yun looked at Kalifa and said, "To tell you the truth, I have a strong feeling for symmetrical things, and I like symmetrical things.

There is a very strong attachment."

"Look, my clothes and my hairstyle are all very symmetrical."

Zhu Yun looked at Kalifa very seriously and said.

"to" symmetry

Very persistent, with obsessive-compulsive disorder”

Khalifa thought suspiciously, "I don't know if this counts as information."

"Well... I'm sitting like this, what makes you uncomfortable?"

Kalifa said so, but kept roaring in her heart: "You obviously enjoy it!"

"Don't you understand, Carrie?"

Zhu Yun shook his head at Kalifa, "It's not symmetrical, you're sitting sideways on my lap like this, it makes me feel very asymmetrical.

So, you know."

"Well... how do I do it?"

Kalifa said with sweat on her forehead.

Although she guessed what Zhu Yun meant, Kalifa really didn't want to do that.

"Can I explain?"

Zhu Yun shook his head, "How did you become a freelance writer like this, you must learn to diverge your thinking."

Zhu Yun paused, then continued: "Come on, turn around and sit facing me, hehe."

Hearing what Zhu Yun said directly, even if Kalifa didn't want to, she could only sit according to Zhu Yun's wishes.

After all, if Zhu Yun suspects her at this time, she will not be able to escape no matter what.

Kalifa got up and changed positions, and was on Zhu Yun's legs.

"Well! It's comfortable to look at like this, and it's better to be symmetrical."

Laughing, he lifted his legs up, "Sit a little closer, and then you can start asking.

Kalifa had no choice but to sit forward according to Zhu Yun's request.

Feeling the comfortable touch on his legs, Yun smiled, lay down on the seat, and looked at Kalifa.

"Okay, so I feel quite suitable for the interview.

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Now, Carrie, you can ask the questions you want."

"Thank you, Lord Zhu Yun."

Kalifa breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and finally she could start formally collecting information.

Saying so, Kalifa reached out and took out a small notebook and a pen from her chest.

Zhu Yun was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but think, do two-dimensional women really have a dimensional pocket on their chest?

Khalifa carefully opened the notebook, adjusted her glasses, and looked at Zhu Yun.