Chapter 334: Accept Defeat
Jiang Muye
Boss Cutie
Although Leng Ruoli and Jiang Xueli were unwilling to accept it, they didn't dare agree on Jiang Muye's behalf.
After all, this little parrot was too mischievous and wasn't easy to handle. If it really flew away and Jiang Muye couldn't get it to stay, wouldn't that just make a fool of him?
Once things reached a deadlock, the photographer saw that both beauties had fallen silent, and felt like he'd gotten his face back.
Just as the photographer was feeling rather smug, a resolute voice rang out: "Alright."
The photographer looked over in surprise and met a pair of determined black eyes.
Jiang Muye was looking at him very directly, seemingly not joking around.
But the photographer didn't believe it. He felt Jiang Muye was joking.
A bird, even if it could mimic human speech, could it actually understand human speech? And could it even obey Jiang Muye and obediently come down? That was just nonsense.
So the photographer waved his hand exaggeratedly. "Fine, you do it. I want to see who ends up doing somersaults in the end."
Leng Ruoli and Jiang Xueli immediately shot Jiang Muye worried looks.
They still felt a bit uncertain.
If it were anything else, Jiang Muye would definitely be able to pull it off, but animals weren't necessarily attuned to human nature. Especially such a mischievous bird—it would definitely do whatever it pleased and wouldn't be influenced by a few words from Jiang Muye.
However, Jiang Muye was full of confidence, his gaze fixed on the parrot up high.
That confidence made Leng Ruoli, who hadn't been very sure at first, suddenly believe in him.
Maybe Jiang Muye really does have a way.
Her boyfriend is omni-capable. Since he agreed, he must have the skill for it.
"Go for it!" Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye with admiring eyes.
Jiang Muye smirked and reached out to fiercely rub Leng Ruoli's little head.
Leng Ruoli was bashful, but her face carried her affection and hopeful expectation for Jiang Muye.
Jiang Muye's gaze turned to that parrot still running amok.
The photographer was about ready to crack sunflower seeds and enjoy the show.
He pulled out his phone, about to open the recording mode, preparing to film Jiang Muye doing somersaults in a bit.
After all, Jiang Muye was a fairly popular big shot and very famous.
If he could expose footage of Jiang Muye doing somersaults, it would probably make him blow up in the entertainment circle.
Just as the photographer was about to film the material, he saw Jiang Muye focusedly making chirping and squawking sounds, not knowing if it was bird language or what.
The photographer stifled a laugh.
Is this really the future heir of the Chen Clan?
Feels different from what the news says. His brain really isn't quite normal.
Thinking about how he still has to be hired to take photos for someone like this, he even felt it was an insult to his dignity.
Just as the photographer was feeling repulsed by Jiang Muye, who would have thought a cry of surprise immediately rang out.
"It came down, it really came down!"
The photographer looked over abruptly and was surprised to find the parrot standing on Jiang Muye's shoulder. Jiang Muye was lazy and at ease, his faint gaze at the parrot as noble as a king's.
He'd just said three random sentences and made the parrot fly down?
He could really chat with animals?
Or was it that this parrot had spiritual awareness?
The photographer's mouth hung wide open, big enough to swallow an egg.
"What's going on? That's amazing!" Jiang Xueli was extremely excited, glowing with energy, bouncing around, her face full of anticipation for Jiang Muye.
Jiang Muye's mouth curved into an arc. "Piece of cake for me, but," his gaze locked onto the photographer, "a big problem for someone, huh."
The photographer felt like hot water had been splashed on his face.
He'd thoroughly made a huge fool of himself.
He'd never imagined Jiang Muye would actually do it!
He'd treated Jiang Muye like a clown, but in the end the clown turned out to be him!!!
"Do you really speak bird language?" Leng Ruoli gave Jiang Muye a sweet smile.
Jiang Muye put his hand on Leng Ruoli's shoulder and said with a grin, "I know a bit. Came in handy now."
Leng Ruoli was full of admiration. "Muye, you're so amazing, you know everything!"
Jiang Muye, praised by his fiancée, felt he'd thoroughly shown off, and rubbed his nose. "It's nothing, it's nothing. Can't have too many skills."
Jiang Muye had gotten the parrot to come down with just three sentences.
[Flew off, you'll starve to death. Come down, and I'll give you something tasty.]
[Do you want to mate?]
[Be a good bird and come down, I'll find you a girlfriend, the crazy pretty kind.]
Good thing this was a perverted bird. It had been indifferent to food at first, but the moment it heard it could mate, it got so excited it flapped its wings and came down.
After Jiang Muye fed the parrot a bit of food, Leng Ruoli also grew eager, smiling as she grabbed some food into her palm.
"Be good, eat a little." Her fair little hand gently stroked the parrot's little head while her other hand fed it.
The parrot gazed at Leng Ruoli lecherously: [Heh heh, pretty sister, mate mate…]
Jiang Muye was so angry he nearly spat blood.
Mate my ass! Besides me, who dares touch her, just try!
Jiang Muye spat: [Don't go for her. You have to go find a little female bird. I'll find you a good-looking one then.]
Parrot: [So aggrieved, can't touch pretty sister.]
To prevent the parrot from continuing to take liberties, Jiang Muye took the food and fed it to the parrot.
The parrot ate while sneaking glances at Leng Ruoli.
Jiang Muye was speechless.
He knew his fiancée was beautiful, but even a bird was hung up on her?
While Jiang Muye was figuring out what to do about the parrot, Jiang Xueli was looking at the photographer with great interest. "Actually, I didn't really want to see somersaults. I just think you should honor your bet, right, Teacher?"
The photographer was very embarrassed.
He could feel pairs of eyes all fixed on him.
Just now he'd been shooting his mouth off and even made a bet with Jiang Muye.
And the result? Jiang Muye did it, so the one who made a fool of himself was him.
The photographer wanted to run away on the spot, but there was nothing he could do about that. If he went back on his word, his reputation in the circle would suffer.
Jiang Muye looked at the photographer as if enjoying a good show. "Then we'll have to trouble you, Teacher. Don't hurt your waist."
He deliberately put emphasis on the word "waist."
The photographer wanted to run away on the spot.
He'd never encountered such an embarrassing moment. Now he was completely stuck, and with no means of escape, he could only stiffly bend down in front of everyone.
How would he even do a somersault?
Especially since he was chubby and round, his belly hitting the ground. The moment he tried a somersault, he fell flat on his face.
"Pfft." Snickers came from all around.
The photographer wanted to learn how to burrow into the ground!
This was too cruel!
He'd lost face all the way to his grandma's house! Especially since he held such a lofty position in the circle, now he could only endure it and clumsily do a few somersaults.
Even Jiang Muye couldn't help but laugh.
He felt greatly satisfied.
Let this photographer look down on people. This counted as venting his anger.
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