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Husky looked at Ermin a little curiously, she didn't understand why Ermin asked such a question, but soon, she understood.After all, there is no actor who does not want to win an Oscar.Especially a man as competitive as Ermin.

"What's the definition of good?" Husky asked rhetorically, "Get an Oscar? If that's the case, I don't think you're a good actor."

Ermin snorted, and she squeezed Husky's finger with her thumb, "Is there anything you don't know?"

Husky nodded solemnly, "A lot. For example, I didn't know that Ermintrud Vartu needed an Oscar to prove that he is a good actor."

"I've won a lot of trophies, Husky." Ermin glanced at the pizza in his hand, "And Oscar..."

"Probably more than a hundred people have won the Oscar, and there are probably more than 1000 actors who have not won it." Husky pouted, "Black Sir, the professor, and a group of people have not won it."

"You are very good at comforting people." Ermin pursed her lips, "I don't know, maybe I just... I like my job, and I am trying to do my job well, but people say that I am not a Good actor, they say I spend too much time doing things I shouldn't. I don't know huskies, I don't know how to tell them. I love acting, but I love other things too."

"Don't tell me." Husky shook her head, she stood up and dragged the chair to Ermin's side, looking straight at her, "Ermin Vartu, you are independent, smart, like reading, acting, Care about the women you care about. You are a free man, you don't have a career that binds you. Do what you want and let history do the talking."

"Ermin," the huskies stretched out their palms and counted slowly, "Beckham, I think most British people know him. He hasn't won the Football Ballon d'Or, which should be regarded as the highest award in football. Yes. Raul, the prince of Real Madrid, has not won the football Ballon d'Or. Xavi, the midfielder of Spain and Barcelona, ​​​​has not won the football Ballon d'Or.”

"And among the dozens of Ballon d'Or awards, if you do a statistic, they are basically forwards, wingers, midfielders, and even goalkeepers. I am afraid that the winners of the Golden Globe Awards can be counted on the palm of one hand. And the chemistry of the Nobel Prize , Biological awards are now basically only given to people over the age of 60 to honor their lifetime contributions. An award, since it is judged by people, there will be preferences."

"And Ermin," Huskies held Ermin's hands tightly, "if you are worried that one day you will be like Depp and sell your home for some weird reason, don't worry, you have me. Although I probably don't earn as much as you, but it's probably not a big deal to support us..."

Before Husky finished speaking, Ermin rushed forward and hugged her tightly.Husky was a little surprised and at a loss, so he patted Ermin's back lightly.

"Husky," Ermin whispered in Husky's ear, "I'm going to get that statuette back and put it on our dinner table someday. And then I'm going to ask you to look at it and answer again, damn me A good actor."

Husky laughed, "I never doubted that. And now," Husky withdrew from Ermin's arms, "you want to finish the pizza, and then I can start teaching you to write your and my name, in Chinese?"

After eating, Husky cleaned up the table, and then took out the homework notebook and a pen from his schoolbag.Properly, trying to write down her and Ermin's names, she handed the paper to Ermin and found a bigger piece of paper.

"It's like drawing." Ermin looked at the names on the paper and frowned. "It's very beautiful. How many words like this are stored in your brain?"

"A lot." Husky nodded, and then she began to write down Ermin and her name stroke by stroke as if teaching elementary school students to write Chinese characters. "Each character in Chinese has its own stroke order, such as horizontal and then vertical, or, um, simpler, top to bottom, left to right."

Ermin stood up from the chair, and she walked behind Husky, who looked at her curiously and stopped what he was doing.Ermin waved her hand, signaling her to continue.

"Our Chinese name is to put the surname first, so my name is written as Husky. And your name..."

"It should be Valtu Ermintrude." Ermin hugged Husky from behind her, and tapped the longer name with his hand, "That's how it's written? My name is written like that in Chinese ?"

Husky chuckled, she shook her head, held Ermin's hand, and clicked on the first five words, "Speak these five words, Ermintrude, and these three," Husky grabbed Ermin again. Touching her hand, she clicked on the last three words, "Read it as Wartu."

"Why did you put my last name after it, and why did you put a dot between my first and last name?"

Husky chuckled, she grabbed Ermin's wrist, and kissed her palm, "Because, Ermin, we Chinese are probably the most tolerant nation, and we have no interest in persecuting other countries. People do as the Romans do. So, we transliterate your name into Chinese, and then write it according to your custom, first name, then last name. But because your first name and last name can be very long, so we need something to separate them Go ahead and let us know which is which."

Ermin responded, she turned her face and kissed Husky's face, "Why can you provoke my sex so easily?"

Husky swallowed, "Ai, Ermin, I think, we should... learn the name first. Bi, after all..."

Ermin kissed him directly, and sealed all Husky's words in Husky's mouth. Ermin's hand also touched the button of Husky's short sleeve.

"You don't need to worry about that, my darling, I have a very good teacher. Now, it's my turn to teach you something."

However, in the end, Ermin didn't succeed, because the husky was really resistant to lying naked on a bed sheet that had been washed by an unknown number of people.

Cindy's control of the media, or blockade, made the Huskies a little scared.When returning to New York from Las Vegas, Husky was already prepared for a group of paparazzi to pile up under Ermin's apartment. What shocked her was that there was a clean extra person under Ermin's apartment. No.

"Are you looking for someone?" Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of her apartment, Ermin hugged the husky tightly, looking out the window at dusk in New York together.

"I thought there would be a group of people under your apartment, trying to peek at your little secret." Husky let out a sigh, and she patted the back of Ermin's hand, "Thank you for this spring break."

Ermin sighed softly, and she rested her head on Husky's shoulder, "If one day, I do something that greatly increases my enthusiasm, I need to know that it won't affect your study."

Husky frowned, and she turned her face slightly to look at Ermin, "Would you mind telling me what this might be?"

"I'm going to miss you the minute you step out of my door, so I'll probably call Cindy and ask her to find an apartment right next to yours."

Husky chuckled, she turned around, hugged Ermin, and kissed her lips, "You did it after being grateful, and Cindy told you that the apartments near my school are all rented out. "

"Why do you live near the school?" Ermin held Husky's face and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Why are there so many students in Boston?"

Husky pursed his lips helplessly, "There are many good universities there."

"And you."

Husky sighed and pressed her forehead to Ermin's. "I'm sorry, I have classes on Monday and Friday. Otherwise..."

"No, no, no." Ermin shook her head, "Be your good student, and then..." Ermin winked at Husky, "I'm preparing another gift for you."

"Gift?" Husky raised her brows, and she thought for a few seconds with a little worry, "Do you mind talking about it first? Even a little hint? Your previous gifts, um, how should I say it ?”

Ermin laughed, and she wagged her finger. "I guess all I can say is, you're going to like it."

Husky looked at Ermin, she felt rational, reasoning these words seemed to have nothing to do with Ermin.