Wang Xiaohei from Jun Ge's family

Wang Shaojun heard wang xiaohei's words and couldn't help but feel a slight premonition of trouble.

He saw wang xiaohei hold his head high and stride toward the crowd; seeing his high-spirited appearance, everyone felt a wave of envy.

Thinking to themselves: Why am I not a dog?

Well, it should be said, why am I not Brother Jun's dog?

"Sigh, sometimes I'd rather not be a human, but a dog instead."

"True, wang xiaohei probably lives better than any of us."

"Hehe, not to burst your bubble, but even if you became a dog, you'd at most be a stray. You think you could enter Brother Jun's house? What are you dreaming about? A dog meat shop would be your final destination."

The other person thought about it and realized it made sense; at least for now, wang xiaohei seemed very intelligent.

"wang xiaohei, look at me! I'm handsome; taking a photo with Brother Jun won't embarrass him."

"Don't listen to him, pick me! I'm ugly, so I won't steal Brother Jun's spotlight."

Hearing the words in his ear, wang xiaohei gave the speaker a look of disdain.

Seeing this, far from being angry, the crowd was instead incredibly amazed.

"Holy crap, am I seeing things? I actually saw a look of contempt on a dog's face."

"As expected of my Brother Jun, even the dog by his side is so extraordinary. It's just incredible. I wonder if Brother Jun's house is still short of dogs."

"What, do you want to go be one?"

"Uh... I have that thought."

The crowd discussed wang xiaohei animatedly while he wove through the throng.

Half an hour later!

The selections were made, but the way everyone looked at wang xiaohei was a bit off.

For no other reason than this guy had chosen nothing but beauties—and they were all the Loli or Royal Sister types wearing silk stockings.

This really infuriated Wang Shaojun. No wonder he had said those words earlier about his eyes being a ruler; looking at it now, it was indeed true—his gaze was sharp.

Damn it, choosing only beauties; those who didn't know better would think it was his idea.

A hundred slim, good-looking beauties standing together undoubtedly formed a beautiful sight.

But the male compatriots weren't happy. Normally, if there were such a sight to see, they'd definitely be cheering.

But this wasn't a normal time. Taking a photo with Wang Shaojun and getting an autograph was much more attractive to them than beautiful women.

"I protest! Why were only beauties chosen? Do we guys not deserve to take a photo with Brother Jun?"

"Exactly! Why isn't there a single guy among the hundred people?"

"I've figured it out; this is a perverted dog."

"While you're not wrong, you can't doubt wang xiaohei's taste!"

"How loathsome! It's one thing for humans to be simps, but now even dogs are simping?"

"No! That's just him returning to his original profession."

Seeing this, Wang Shaojun looked down and glared at wang xiaohei, then turned to the crowd and said, "In that case, I shouldn't favor one over the other. Let's select ten more guys."

Hearing this, the crowd finally quieted down. After all, wang xiaohei had made the selection, not Wang Shaojun.

They didn't want to push their luck, but after wang xiaohei picked ten guys, they were dumbfounded.

Because the ten guys selected were all low in appearance—ugly, short, and lacking taste.

They realized it now: wang xiaohei was definitely doing this on purpose.

A fair-skinned boy standing near the front was stunned and murmured, "This is the first time I've ever hated being so handsome."

"Sigh, brother, I can understand your feelings right now. So, sometimes being handsome isn't a good thing."

"Damn, it's all wang xiaohei's fault. I finally know why he doesn't act like a human—because he's a real dog!"

"This perverted dog is really infuriating me. He's definitely doing it to spite us. All the women are beauties, and all the men are just average-looking."

"No way, we have to film a video and post it online so everyone can cyberbully him together."

Hearing this, wang xiaohei didn't care at all; instead, he grinned.

Hehe, the plan succeeded! I'll annoy you to death. I, wang xiaohei, will soon become an Internet Celebrity.

"Master, quick, quick, help me register an account on TikTok. Use my name and my profile picture."

Wang Shaojun was stunned upon hearing this. This fellow couldn't have done all this just for that, right?

But... let him play. This was his only hobby.

He then whispered into Butler Wei's ear, "Register an account for wang xiaohei on TikTok. Also, tell the TikTok officials to help verify it."

Hearing this, Butler Wei couldn't help but glance at wang xiaohei, then nodded and said, "Understood, Young Master!"

With that, the efficient Butler Wei immediately took out his phone, first registering an account for wang xiaohei and then calling the TikTok officials.

Within five minutes, an account named wang xiaohei appeared on TikTok, and it was even a verified account.

Verification info: Brother Jun's wang xiaohei!

On the other side, Wang Shaojun took photos with each of the 110 people and then signed autographs.

The thing was, the locations of these signatures were a bit peculiar.

A well-endowed Loli looked down at herself and then shyly said to Wang Shaojun, "Brother Jun, can you sign here?"

After speaking, she didn't forget to puff out her chest, as if afraid Wang Shaojun wouldn't understand her meaning.

On the other hand, after hearing this, Wang Shaojun's hand holding the marker paused in mid-air for two seconds, then he firmly wrote his name on her Northern Hemisphere.

"Mmm~"

This soft moan instantly got the surrounding crowd excited.

"Shit, if you want an autograph, just get one. Why make that kind of sound?"

"Exactly! What kind of sound was that? Can you repeat it twenty times? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

"Yeah, yeah, exactly. I haven't recorded it yet."

"Recording? Da Shachun, what are you trying to do? Do you want to listen to it when you go back to 'fly a plane'?"

The girls who had already received their autographs looked at the signatures on their hands and then at hers.

They were suddenly filled with regret; why hadn't they thought of having it signed there?

"Damn it, I actually didn't think of that! Curse it!"

"True, it seems we're still not S and M enough!"

This scene sparked the imaginations of the girls waiting in line. If it could be done like that, couldn't it also be done like that?

Then Wang Shaojun suffered. It was either the Northern Hemisphere or the Southern Hemisphere.

There were even Eastern and Western Hemispheres. If it weren't outdoors, they probably would have asked Wang Shaojun to sign in the Central Plains.

Soon, only the last of the hundred girls remained. She was wearing black silk stockings, a trench coat, and red-bottomed heels—a Royal Sister outfit. She kept her head down, but it wasn't hard to see how shy she was from her beet-red ears.

This outfit made everyone's eyes go wide.

Wang Shaojun didn't care much; after all, what kind of woman hadn't he seen?

She first took a photo with Wang Shaojun, then shyly extended her index and middle fingers together, saying timidly, "Brother... Brother Jun, can you sign here?"

Wait, is this right?