This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

The title Mr. Xuehua made Lin Cheng stunned for a moment before he finally came to his senses.

Two months ago, he gave that stupid short-legged cat to this woman.

"It's you...Is that silly cat okay?"

"Snowflake is very good. I eat well and sleep well every day. Let me show you its photo..."

The woman nodded quickly, reached out and took out her phone to show Lin Cheng the photo.

Lin Cheng waved his hand, "Forget it, as long as he's doing well, it's a good thing you adopted him, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to survive this year's situation."

"Even without me, Mr. Snowflake will take good care of it, right?"

Lin Cheng didn't say anything, which was regarded as acquiescence.

The blond woman next to her pointed at the middle-aged man, "That..."

"What are you doing? Do you still want to go to the police station with me to resolve the dispute?"

Lin Cheng glared at the middle-aged man. He didn't believe that a cult member who caused trouble during a special period would dare to call 112 and call the police. If he was seriously investigated, it would definitely be more troublesome for the other party.

As expected, the man did not dare to yell at Lin Cheng. He stood up and wanted to say a few harsh words, but after thinking about Lin Cheng's style, he wisely did not speak. He turned around and walked several steps before he dared to curse in a low voice.

The woman found it difficult to understand, "Now that things are like this, why are these people not afraid of pneumonia at all? The most dangerous people now are people like them."

"Different."

Lin Cheng shook his head, "What we are worried about is pneumonia. What they have is encephalitis. They are not on the same channel."

"Pfft~~~"

The blond woman was immediately amused by Lin Cheng's description, hugging her companion and laughing non-stop.

Lin Cheng glanced at the two of them, "These are special times, so you should pay more attention in the future. There will always be some strange people anyway."

"It's okay, I'm a black belt master in Taekwondo."

The woman raised her hand to gesture, but then she remembered that her first reaction was to hide behind her companion when she encountered something just now, and she suddenly felt embarrassed again.

Lin Cheng didn't care, "Okay, I'll leave first."

"By the way, Mr. Snowflake, I still don't know your name?"

"Lin Cheng."

"You are chinese?"

Lin Cheng was stunned. The surname Lin exists in Korea. Lin Cheng pronounced his name in Korean pronunciation. Generally, few people would guess that he was Chinese without actively explaining it.

"I heard you speak Chinese just now. I have been to China several times before."

The woman tried hard to make the shape of her mouth under the mask, "Hey, get it, mud, numbness, bang!"

"·····"

Lin Cheng was silent for two seconds, "Well~~~ Go back and practice again, and you should be more standard."

Seeing that Lin Cheng was about to leave after finishing speaking, without any intention of asking her name, the woman quickly said: "Mr. Lin Cheng, I am Park Ji-yeon."

Lin Cheng didn't care, nodded and turned towards the supermarket.

The blond woman poked Park Ji-yeon, "Hey! He seems to have never heard your name at all? Aren't we quite popular in China before?"

Park Ji-yeon hugged her companion and looked aggrieved, "Oh~~~ Hyomin Unnie, we are already done! It's only been a few years."

The blonde woman joked with a smile: "But Mr. Snowflake seems to be very handsome, even though he is wearing a mask."

Park Ji-yeon chuckled: "Unnie, you have to pay attention to your age. She seems to be a student at Seoul National University."

"Yeah! Can you stop talking about this sad topic?"

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He was almost at the entrance of the supermarket when Lin Cheng suddenly realized the name Park Ji-yeon.

Of course, it has nothing to do with Manchester United legend Park Ji-sung.

"I remembered, he is an artist, no wonder he looks familiar."

Lin Cheng himself is not very star-struck, but the year before last, a piece of news suddenly spread on the domestic Internet: Enjing, the one whom Faker, the big devil, longed for, got married.

Lin Cheng was confused at the time. After searching for a long time on the Korean Internet, he could not find any news about Zhao Enjing's marriage.

Later, I learned more about it, what a guy! Domestic self-media are really good at turning Li Gui into Li Kui, and even a handsome boy in Korea almost believed him.

In fact, no one was getting married. At that time, Ham Eun-jeong, a member of T-ara, took a set of wedding stills for filming. As a result, she was inexplicably changed by the domestic self-media and went to harvest the popularity of the e-sports circle.

Brother Li has been ridiculed by the domestic audience for a long time, and it has become a joke that "when Eun-jeong gets married, it will be the day when the big devil massacres the Korean server".

However, the tragedy is that Zhao Eunjing really married the Hallyu idol Su Jisub last year. From then on, Brother Lee won the championship and she could not win.

Let's pick up Erguotou, tons tons tons...

Unexpectedly, because Lin Cheng searched for keywords like Eun Jung during that time, the Korean website always recommended information about Ham Eun Jung to him.

Lin Cheng, consciously or unconsciously, had an impression of T-ara, a group that was once popular in China.

Don't tell me, this group's songs are really brainwashing.

Before that, Lin Cheng had always thought that he only liked girls with long, thin and straight legs. However, after seeing Xian Eunjing, he suddenly discovered an astonishing fact:

It turns out that he is a very pure person. If his face is good-looking and his body is tall enough, it doesn’t really matter if his legs are a little thick...

Ahem! ! !

No one is perfect.

It's understandable, it's understandable.

During that time, as a teammate of the group, Park Ji-yeon's slightly cold eyes also left a deep impression on Lin Cheng.

Of course, in essence, Lin Cheng didn't pay too much attention to these things. Apart from Son Ye-jin, there were basically no Korean stars that he liked for more than three months. Later, he gradually forgot about these things.

Looking back, the two of them turned around and were about to leave. Lin Cheng no longer cared and accepted the temperature check honestly.

Pork ribs, pork, beef...

It was past six o'clock in the afternoon after a long shopping trip, and Lin Cheng rushed back to the apartment carrying large and small bags.

"Wow! Lin Cheng, do you want to tire us out by buying so many things?"

Xiao Tong opened the door and was very dissatisfied when she saw the ingredients that Lin Cheng could barely hold in his hand. After all, it was not Lin Cheng who cooked the food after buying it.

Lin Cheng pouted, "Please don't use words like 'we', as if you can cook."

After saying that, Lin Cheng squeezed Xiao Tong away and looked at Han Shuyan making a very grandiose look: "Sister Shuyan, I miss you so much."

Han Shuyan took the thing from Lin Cheng's hand and smiled, "A-Cheng, come in quickly."

"What about me? Do you miss me?" Xiao Tong poked Lin Cheng's arm.

"Let's play while we're at it."

"It's a shame that I'm watching the live broadcast with Sister Shuyan to cheer you on, you heartless guy."

Xiao Tong raised her foot and stepped hard on Lin Cheng's instep, then angrily sat down on the sofa to watch TV.

Fortunately, Xiao Tong didn't wear shoes at home. If he came here wearing high heels, Lin Cheng would probably die on the spot.