It must be the wrong way for me to open it!The Dark Lord is not standing outside my house!

When the doorbell of Mr. Dasheng's house rang for the first time, he had actually heard it.It's just that he was busy fighting with the pillow at that time, and he didn't have time to answer the door.

Last night, in order to avoid being edited by Yan Fei, Dasheng wrote a blood book for the coffin. He worked hard to finish the manuscript all night, and did not fall asleep until he found that the sky had turned white, so...you can imagine how difficult this battle with the pillow was.Of course, the battle with the pillow ended in our victory.

In other words, Dasheng hugged the pillow again, lay on his back on the thin quilt and fell asleep. (==Did you actually win?)

He only had time to leave the last sentence: "Tell the editor, I love him, and I will fill in the hole." After speaking, the hand he raised was slowly and slowly put down...

After the door was patiently knocked over and over again, Dasheng finally decided to resurrect on the spot amidst the persistent noise that disturbed his dreams, and rushed downstairs holding his pillow with a look of desire and dissatisfaction. Da da, like a soldier stepping on a drum.

Then, the human warrior opened the white door of his house that had just been painted, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!"

Then, the human warrior was stunned.

Outside the door, a handsome young man in a well-tailored black suit was smiling at Dasheng like a demon, and he said in a fluent London accent: "Here is the home of Mr. Dasheng?" (Excuse me, is this Mr. Dasheng's home? ?)"

It must be the wrong way for him to open it!Teacher Dasheng thought.Otherwise, why would there be a handsome young man with black hair and red eyes who looks like a gringo at the door of his house... In other words, is there really a human being in this world who can have such a pair of pure red rabbit eyes?It's not the 21st century when colored contact lenses are everywhere, and pink eye disease can't be so beautiful.

So the next moment, Teacher Dasheng gave the other party an inexplicable rejection in front of the future big devil.

but……

Teacher Dasheng's idea is good, but the reality is always cruel.He obviously underestimated the strength of the red-eyed boy opposite him and the firmness of his visit.The next moment he closed the door, he lost the door to his house.

Teacher Dasheng, with his arms bare, wearing only a pair of colored underpants and a pair of flip-flops, came with that pretty boy with black hair and red eyes who "looks easy to talk, but actually lacks patience" The most transparent and sincere encounter.The wind blew through the hall, no one spoke, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Afterwards, Dasheng thought, no fan would impress him more deeply than Tom Riddle.

But that's all after the fact. At this time, Dasheng just blinked his eyes, and then affirmed in his heart that he must not be awake at this time.

The reasoning is as follows:

∵(Because), based on the known conditions, he was known to stay up late last night and work hard on drawing until dawn.

And ∵, the door of his house cannot disappear in an instant, and he will not have any overseas relations.

∴ (So), he is dreaming.

It really was a dream, Dasheng rubbed his head, dragged his pillow Mr. Barney the big rabbit and turned around, ready to go back to bed so as to wake up.

"MynameisTomRiddle,IcomefromtheUK.Ihaveseenyourcartoons.So, Doyouhave timetochatwithmeAboutyourcartoons. With the politeness and politeness unique to a British gentleman, but with an air of undeniable supremacy, he stopped Dasheng.

Teacher Dasheng turned around again, looked back, and blinked whether he understood or not.

Tom's chin raised a graceful arc, and he said "En" in the boyish tone between youthful and mature, as if a feather had been brushed across his chin, which made people's hearts itch unbearably.He is full of confidence and determined to win, and he firmly believes that no one will be invincible under his mantle.

Because his aura is powerful and his tone is just right, the first salute before the soldiers is generally unfavorable in the use of tactics.

But the point is...

Dasheng is very good at English, so good that he still can't remember whether English has 24 letters or 26 letters. ==

Therefore, Teacher Dasheng, who thought he was in a dream, only said one sentence: "Fuck me, there is meat in the meat, why can't the language channel be loyal to the excellent language of Chinese in my own dream?" ?!"

Tom, who has only learned a little Chinese temporarily, was stunned for a while, and he said, "What (what)?"

This story tells us that what really stands in the way of everything is not status, gender, or age, but language, shit! (Ah, why does it feel like something strange has been mixed in...)

"Canyouspeak English (do you speak English)?" Tom asked again.

Teacher Dasheng burst into tears, because he finally heard a sentence that he could understand and understand English.This sentence was also the sentence that the translation editor from the British mainland contacted by the publishing house told him the most when his comics were released to the UK some time ago, so he replied firmly in English: "Sau Rui, I English, lose, crooked, crooked, lose."

(==Are you sure the content above is in English?)

The original meaning of Dasheng is, sorry, Ispeak very bad English (sorry, my English is very poor).

But he suddenly couldn't remember how to speak, so he skipped it.As for himself, he remembers the sentences in fragments, his accent is bad, and his lack of confidence in English makes it natural for him to stumble when speaking.So, there is the pile of things above.The only thing that is right is the "I", that is, "I", but the grammar is still wrong...

Fortunately, young Tom, known as the smartest student Hogwarts has ever seen, understood what Mr. Dasheng meant, and instantly understood the embarrassing situation they were in-the language barrier.

Of course, their first meeting did not have a disagreement, a tragic incident that ended in blood.

Boy Tom simply made eye contact with Teacher Dasheng for half a second, and then he took out the spare wand he had prepared a long time ago, and smiled at Teacher Dasheng with a harmless face, which played a magical role. soothing effect.He waved his wand and uttered a short sentence that was even more alien to Mr. Dasheng.

The next moment, the unique translation spell from the magical world easily saved this diplomatic accident from the language barrier.

"Well, let me re-introduce you. My name is Tom Riddle and I'm from England. It's a pleasure meeting you, Ms. Darson. I happened to read your Harry Potter series and I'm very happy with it. Interested, can you spare some precious time to chat with me about reality mapping in this work?" Tom said with a smile.

Great, the channels are finally tuned together.The translation spell is fortified at this moment, you are right, it is produced in the magic world, and it is in a blue bottle.

Teacher Dasheng nodded in a trance, and let this boy who was slightly familiar to him, but should be completely unfamiliar, sit on the sofa in the living room of his house, and said, "Yes, I have I spend a lot of time chatting with you, anyway, I don’t want to draw now.”

In the background, Teacher Dasheng's house is still walking through the doorless porch.

Young Tom asked: "Excuse me, the comic you just mentioned, by chance, is not the second part of the extra chapter "The Boy Called Tom Riddle" of "Harry Potter" that just went on the market recently, right? I'm looking forward to it Woolen cloth."

Teacher Dasheng was still sleepwalking, he nodded and said, "Yes, but I never spoil it~ dear~"

"Dear?" Young Tom obviously couldn't adapt to this kind of implicit expression from the eastern country. (implicit? ==)

"Editor Yan Fei said that I am usually too expressionless, which tends to give readers a feeling of indifference, indifference, and inaccessibility. In order to make up for this shortcoming, he asked me to use words ending in 'kiss' and 'meow' Choose one... dear." Teacher Dasheng has always been a good baby who answers all questions, especially in dreams, torture only needs a sleeping pill.

"..." Silence speaks louder than sound here, and for the first time, the future Great Demon King has a deep understanding of what it means to be speechless.

"Then, don't you think my name is the same as the protagonist's name in this side story you're currently listing?" Boss Tom decided to regain his blood and fight again.

"I don't mind if you use the name of the protagonist of my work. Many people have written to say that they want to use the name of the character in my work to name their children in the future. The name Harry alone has ten reservations, and there are two more. It's a girl...Dear." Dasheng opened his big black eyes, and replied blankly, anyone who knew him knew that at this moment, he was completely in a trance state that hadn't woken up yet.

The future Lord Dark Lord told himself, you have to be patient, don't think about strangling this guy who may control your future, especially you may still have a miserable future.

"I also feel that there are many similarities in my life to your works." Tom Junior said again.

"My works come from life and are higher than life. This is art... dear." Mr. Dasheng answered very officially, and from his sitting posture, it can be seen that the dream he thought had finally appeared in the news interview.

The future Dark Lord still couldn't hold back and gave the difficult Muggle an Imperius Curse: "Imperio!"

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