Please Start Your Show Chapter 19
"Cataracts?" Exclaimed people beside them, including children and adults.
It was understandable for children to say so. After all, they didn't understand anything, and they knew that the
word cataract was a lot of knowledge. But adults say that too, it might be a little ... coughing.
Cataracts were not that the entire eyes were white, that was not a cataract, it was a ghost film. The eyeballs of real cataracts also have black parts, but depending on the depth of the disease, how much will the black parts differ.
The white of the cataract and the white of the eyes were not a kind of white. The three colors of eyes white, black, and white could be clearly seen in order from the patient's eyes.
White was also divided into many types, with levels and shades. Of course, straight men probably think that white was a kind of white.
If all the whites in the world were white, it was actually very good. At least you don't have to worry about buying a white clothes on the Internet, but you will get a beige.
From Lu Jianyan's point of view, the little boy's white eyes were more similar to the silver smoke, which was clearly distinguished from the eyes white.
In fact, Lu Jianyan, who did not know how to describe it, finally found a relatively metaphorical metaphor: "Similar to the eyes of the Hyuga family in NARUTO."
"White-eyed?" Lou Xiaofei's ignorance of "what's that?"
"NA ..." Just after starting a head, Lu Jianyan remembered that "NARUTO", which was ridiculed as one of the three major laborers, had not been created when he went to kindergarten.
Ah, it hasn't been created yet. Does that mean he can invest in advance and use a little right by the way to prevent the cartoonist from drawing to death his favorite character? !
Presumably empathy, Lu Jianyan couldn't help but want to argue against the white-haired child.
No, no, Lu Jianyan forced himself to focus right now.
Smaller was not without its drawbacks. When Lu Jianyan became younger, he often felt that his emotions were not as well controlled as he grew up. But at least it can be controlled.
Lu Jianyan can't remember whether the white-haired child he met as a child had such a pair of white eyes, but he can be 100% sure ...
The other party was not as enthusiastic about him as it was now.
The white-haired boy stretched his high hand at Lu Jianyan, accelerated from expressionless to smile full, and took less than 0.1 seconds, as the snow and ice melted, like a spring flower and a glorious look. He waved his hand vigorously, as if familiar with Lu Jianyan.
Lu Jianyan was caught off guard, he hesitantly pointed to himself: Are you waving at me?
The little boy with white hair was happier when he saw the response from Lu Jianyan, and his eyes lit up all at once. The eyes that tended to be ice-silver were more shiny, as if the whole person started to overflow with various pink love . Not only that, he also accurately called Lu Jianyan's name: "Yan Yan."
Early spring willow. At first warm and cold, he saw him for the first time, but reunited as usual, and there was nothing else in his eyes.
Lu Jianyan: Fuck, another tasker dog!
The "cool" shape of the other party, and this overly enthusiastic attitude, appeared at such a point of time that it was easy to be suspected. Was there a better explanation than the tasker? !
No more!
Are you going to take the childhood sweethearts route?
Use his favorite two-dimensional character to get his attention and emotional resonance first?
Ah!
Lu Jianyan didn't hesitate to turn his head, dragging Lou Dengxian, who was still thinking about the Ice Prince, ready to leave.
He could only pretend that the other party didn't exist, otherwise he would probably hit someone and didn't even want to keep smiling.
It was probably influenced by the first tasker he met. Lu Jianyan's most hated strategy was to approach him with his preferences, which was an insult to him. He was saying that if he liked someone, he would also like that person, not whether that person has the same hobbies as him.
Lu Jianyan also knew that he thought so arbitrarily, but he couldn't control it and didn't intend to control it.
The little white-haired boy saw Lu Jianyan turn around and left. He was anxious all of a sudden, struggling to get rid of the teacher's hands, and ran towards Lu Jianyan desperately. Then, the little boy pushed Lou away and hugged Lu Jianyan himself.
It was understandable for children to say so. After all, they didn't understand anything, and they knew that the
word cataract was a lot of knowledge. But adults say that too, it might be a little ... coughing.
Cataracts were not that the entire eyes were white, that was not a cataract, it was a ghost film. The eyeballs of real cataracts also have black parts, but depending on the depth of the disease, how much will the black parts differ.
The white of the cataract and the white of the eyes were not a kind of white. The three colors of eyes white, black, and white could be clearly seen in order from the patient's eyes.
White was also divided into many types, with levels and shades. Of course, straight men probably think that white was a kind of white.
If all the whites in the world were white, it was actually very good. At least you don't have to worry about buying a white clothes on the Internet, but you will get a beige.
From Lu Jianyan's point of view, the little boy's white eyes were more similar to the silver smoke, which was clearly distinguished from the eyes white.
In fact, Lu Jianyan, who did not know how to describe it, finally found a relatively metaphorical metaphor: "Similar to the eyes of the Hyuga family in NARUTO."
"White-eyed?" Lou Xiaofei's ignorance of "what's that?"
"NA ..." Just after starting a head, Lu Jianyan remembered that "NARUTO", which was ridiculed as one of the three major laborers, had not been created when he went to kindergarten.
Ah, it hasn't been created yet. Does that mean he can invest in advance and use a little right by the way to prevent the cartoonist from drawing to death his favorite character? !
Presumably empathy, Lu Jianyan couldn't help but want to argue against the white-haired child.
No, no, Lu Jianyan forced himself to focus right now.
Smaller was not without its drawbacks. When Lu Jianyan became younger, he often felt that his emotions were not as well controlled as he grew up. But at least it can be controlled.
Lu Jianyan can't remember whether the white-haired child he met as a child had such a pair of white eyes, but he can be 100% sure ...
The other party was not as enthusiastic about him as it was now.
The white-haired boy stretched his high hand at Lu Jianyan, accelerated from expressionless to smile full, and took less than 0.1 seconds, as the snow and ice melted, like a spring flower and a glorious look. He waved his hand vigorously, as if familiar with Lu Jianyan.
Lu Jianyan was caught off guard, he hesitantly pointed to himself: Are you waving at me?
The little boy with white hair was happier when he saw the response from Lu Jianyan, and his eyes lit up all at once. The eyes that tended to be ice-silver were more shiny, as if the whole person started to overflow with various pink love . Not only that, he also accurately called Lu Jianyan's name: "Yan Yan."
Early spring willow. At first warm and cold, he saw him for the first time, but reunited as usual, and there was nothing else in his eyes.
Lu Jianyan: Fuck, another tasker dog!
The "cool" shape of the other party, and this overly enthusiastic attitude, appeared at such a point of time that it was easy to be suspected. Was there a better explanation than the tasker? !
No more!
Are you going to take the childhood sweethearts route?
Use his favorite two-dimensional character to get his attention and emotional resonance first?
Ah!
Lu Jianyan didn't hesitate to turn his head, dragging Lou Dengxian, who was still thinking about the Ice Prince, ready to leave.
He could only pretend that the other party didn't exist, otherwise he would probably hit someone and didn't even want to keep smiling.
It was probably influenced by the first tasker he met. Lu Jianyan's most hated strategy was to approach him with his preferences, which was an insult to him. He was saying that if he liked someone, he would also like that person, not whether that person has the same hobbies as him.
Lu Jianyan also knew that he thought so arbitrarily, but he couldn't control it and didn't intend to control it.
The little white-haired boy saw Lu Jianyan turn around and left. He was anxious all of a sudden, struggling to get rid of the teacher's hands, and ran towards Lu Jianyan desperately. Then, the little boy pushed Lou away and hugged Lu Jianyan himself.
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