"So you're the master?" The man sized up Yang Yu, then burst into laughter, "You say you are, and that's it? Everybody knows you Xia Country people love saving face and bragging. With that look of yours, you're not even fit to carry shoes for Miss Nicole! And you dream of painting for her? Keep dreaming!"
This guy was a die-hard fan of Nicole, dreaming day and night of carrying her shoes.
How could he accept it when Yang Yu claimed he was the one to paint for Nicole?
"I'm not only painting for her, but also accompanying her new song." Yang Yu looked at the man with a teasing face, "If you don't believe it, I'll call her right now."
Yang Yu picked up his phone, immediately made a video call to Nicole, and projected the call onto the big screen of the church.
In less than two seconds, Nicole answered. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with delight, "Yang, you're looking for me... Hmm? Why are there so many people there?"