He was very busy when he became famous. Wang Dapao finally understood what this sentence meant. He did not think he was very famous now, but it was beyond doubt that he was very busy.

He got up early in the morning, contacted the person in charge of Time magazine, met and put on makeup.

Wang Dapao didn't know anything during the whole process, and he was like a puppet, and he didn't even know what the photo was like in the end. But after the shooting was completed, Wang Dapao was shocked to find that it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Because Wang Dapao has asked for leave from the team in order to take photos, and there is no need to report on today's training. Wang Dapao simply stopped going.

Anyway, as a cheater, training has no effect at all. He may be able to enrich Wang Dapao's experience in the competition, but the difference between training matches and regular matches is quite big, so Wang Dapao's general training is just routine. If you can be lazy, try to be lazy.

Wang Dapao, who finally had real free time, was thinking about where to go for a good leisure time when his phone rang sadly again.

"Damn! That one!" Wang Dapao answered the phone in annoyance. Although he had seen the caller ID, he still started to curse.

"Guess?" A silver ring-like voice came from the other side of the phone. The owner of this voice looked as cute as her, but his personality was completely opposite. "I said, aren't you taking a photo? Have you finished taking a photo?"

"Guess!" Wang Dapao said: "Why call me if you have nothing to do?"

"I certainly won't call you if it's okay, but now I'm having something to do! It's Christmas the day after tomorrow. I'm going to do it this year's Christmas. I must have a perfect, beautiful Christmas!"

"Yeah, then what?"

"And of course you are here, I'll go find you!"

"Damn!" Wang Dapao suddenly fainted, "Zhao Ling! I am your tenant, not a choreographer? My boyfriend asked me to pretend, and I would also want me to do the hard work?"

"A man, why bother with so much care! Those who can do more work, you can do me a favor!" Zhao Ling said indifferently: "Besides, I have bragged to my parents. This year's Christmas is entirely organized by me alone. How can I get the job if I can't do it?"

"I care about you?" Wang Dapao hung up the phone without thinking, turned around and prepared to leave. But after just two steps, he stopped.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to continue walking, it’s just...

"You still want to run away?" Zhao Ling took her beloved white apple four and looked at Wang Dapao proudly, "You should surrender!"

"I'm dizzy! You've been waiting for me here?" Wang Dapao was fainted, "Then why do you call me? The phone bill is not expensive?"

"Hmph, I'm testing your level of awareness. As it turns out, you are not at all!" Zhao Ling snorted, "Let's go and get in the car!"

Only then did Wang Dapao realize that Zhao Ling was really serious. She actually drove her dad's car.

"Damn!" Wang Dapao rolled his eyes.

What are the things men fear the most? First, women say I want it! Second, women say you are useless! Third, women say you are shopping with me!

Although Zhao Ling is not considered shopping, her fundamental nature is the same.

What should I write on Christmas? In the impression of Wang Dapao, a Chinese, it seems that only needs Christmas trees, colorful lanterns, Christmas gifts, and a sock prepared for Santa Claus.

But following Zhao Ling, Wang Dapao found that this Christmas is even more complicated than the Chinese Spring Festival.

"This may be useful, this may be useful, and this! This!" Zhao Ling was like a naughty child who had never been in the mall, constantly destroying Wang Dapao's nerves.

"Damn! Do you want to buy this thing for Christmas?" Wang Dapao looked at a pot that Zhao Ling had just stuffed into his arms, and was about to go crazy. "Are you planning to cosplay Red Wolf? Or do you want to use this pot as a star on the Christmas tree?"

"Not all, our pot is broken, my mom asked me to buy one."

Wang Dapao: "..."

About two hours later, Zhao Ling looked at the mountains of things behind her and clapped her hands with satisfaction, "Well, that's about it. Wang Dapao, put them at the counter to check out!"

Wang Dapao, who was in tears, tried his best to put the pile of things on the counter. In an instant, Wang Dapao obviously heard a creaking sound coming from the counter, but fortunately, the counter was not crushed.

"I said." On the way home, Wang Dapao couldn't help asking, "Zhao Ling, there are only three of you in your family. Do you need to buy so many things for a Christmas?"

"What? Can't I love you like to be happy?" Zhao Ling said: "Anyway, I spend my money, can you control it? By the way, all the money I owe you before has been compensated for. I still take the documents and show it to you later."

"No need to be so troublesome. If you pay it back, just pay it back. What documents should you look at?" Wang Dapao shook his head and said.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became a little weird.

"By the way, there is something I want to tell you!" Zhao Ling suddenly spoke at this time, "That... Actually, on Christmas this year, my parents have something to go out, and I am the only one at home. I mean, you should spend Christmas with me."

"Ah?" Wang Dapao was a little surprised. He looked at Zhao Ling, but found that he couldn't see clearly the expression on Zhao Ling's face. "Okay." Just as he agreed, Wang Dapao suddenly thought of a question, "Oh! No! We are going to Los Angeles to fight the Christmas battle with the Lakers on Christmas Day!"

"Oh? Is it? Then forget it." Zhao Ling's face was a little disappointed, but Wang Dapao did not discover it. "I bought so many things, and it would probably be good for me to spend Christmas alone."

“…”

There was nothing to say all the way. After returning, Zhao Ling didn't ask Wang Dapao to move all the things he bought to his home immediately. Her official answer was that she was afraid that Wang Dapao would be too tired, but Wang Dapao felt that Zhao Ling was actually afraid that her parents would treat her as a employed worker when she saw her.

At night, Zhao Ling lay on her bed, listened to her favorite songs, and then slowly fell asleep.

"Bang bang bang bang!" At this moment, a violent knock on the door scared Zhao Ling.

"Who! It's been midnight!" Zhao Ling asked.

"It's me, Wang Dapao!" Wang Dapao's rather obscene voice came in from outside the door.

"Damn! Are you sick? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to knock on my door to make trouble?" When Zhao Ling's words became obviously vulgar when she heard that she was not her parents.

"I have something to discuss with you, so you can open the door first!"

"Open the door?" Zhao Ling immediately thought of a picture in her mind. She opened the door without any warning. Then Wang Dapao rushed in like a hungry tiger pounced on food and pressed herself on the bed...

Damn! What are you thinking! He has the courage? Zhao Ling blushed. If he dares, the broken son and grandson feet that I have worked hard for many years will finally be useful!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling walked up to her room without fear.

Suddenly, Wang Dapao's straight eyes appeared in front of Zhao Ling.

"Well, I... well." Wang Dapao was about to speak, but Zhao Ling's dress was thunderous again. Zhao Ling's sleepiness turned out to be like Kachu, the kind with the head hood, and the style was very clever. It was amazing with Zhao Ling's face.

Looking at Wang Dapao's eyes, Zhao Ling felt that her previous guess seemed to be right.

"Hurry up! What do you want to do?"

Feeling the murderous intent revealed when Zhao Ling's eyes floated towards her lower body, Wang Dapao's whole body suddenly became cold and he shrank his body in fear, but his huge body had the same effect on whether to shrink or not.

"That!" Wang Dapao was about to consider whether he would be better off avoiding his edge when he suddenly remembered what he was here for and quickly said to Zhao Ling: "I came here to ask you if you are interested in going to Los Angeles for Christmas with me?"

"Go to Los Angeles to celebrate Christmas?" Zhao Ling was stunned.

"Yes, you're only alone at home. Why not go to Los Angeles to celebrate Christmas with me. It's probably very interesting. It's Angel City, Hollywood's Holy Land! It shouldn't be worse than Miami!" Wang Dapao said: "I've called Wade before and asked. He can help me book a room not far from the room where our team lives, and get me a free ticket. You can take a plane to stay in Los Angeles first, then go to Staples Center to watch our Christmas battle with the Lakers, and then have a very awesome Christmas! How about it? Think about it, are you very excited?"

"I'm so excited!" Zhao Ling rejected it without thinking, "I don't have the money to fly to Los Angeles. My budget has been spent today!"

"It's okay, how about I'll pay for you the air ticket?" Wang Dapao asked.

"Not really! I don't want to owe you anything." Zhao Ling said unhappily: "Besides, what's good about Los Angeles? It's so cold there, what's good about going?"

"Is Christmas cold in Los Angeles?" Wang Dapao tilted his head, "How do I remember that the temperature in Los Angeles is more than octaves in winter? Even if it is not as cold as Miami, it is not cold, right?"

"Damn! Are you annoying? I've said nothing more! Go to bed!" Zhao Ling was too lazy to talk to Wang Dapao, so she closed the door and covered her head to sleep.

Zhao Ling originally thought that Wang Dapao would knock on the door again to convince her, but she didn't expect that she would never hear Wang Dapao knock on the door again. Before she knew it, she fell asleep, but she didn't know how crazy it would be to wait for her the next day.
Chapter completed!