Da Xiong couldn't understand what the person was saying at all, but he could guess from his expression and behavior.
The moment he saw the person, Gao Ming understood everything. Where did he get the Japanese from the last century? It was clearly the world of Doraemon.
Doraemon's world was set in Japan in the 1980s.
"No, how can there be such an absurd thing? It must be cosplay, and cosplay Doraemon, Nainai's son, and it was so real.”
After Gao Ming panicked for a while, he quickly thought of something and immediately calmed down. He walked to Doraemon with confidence.
Under the other party's shocked gaze, Gao Ming reached out his hands and pressed down on Doraemon's head, then pulled it up with all his might.
"Ah, Aiya, Da Xiong, what are you doing?”
Doraemon was still very sturdy. How could Gao Ming pull its head off with A single pull?
It was just that Da Xiong's actions made him feel uncomfortable and a little angry.
Gao Ming's heart immediately thumped when he saw that he could not pull it out, and he secretly speculated in his heart.
"F * ck, it can't be true, right?”
Soon, Gao Ming thought of another way to verify the authenticity. He quickly reached out and grabbed Doraemon's fourth-dimensional pocket. Doraemon was very ticklish. When Gao Ming touched its stomach, Doraemon couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, Da, Da Xiong, what are you doing?”
Gao Ming didn't care about how realistic Doraemon's acting was.
He looked at the fourth-dimensional pocket with a dumbfounded expression. The tension of the fourth-dimensional pocket was much greater than he had imagined. There was a golden light in the pocket, and in this golden light, there were countless black spots floating. If one looked carefully, one could find that these black spots were all shrunken props of various shapes.
The scene in front of him was definitely not something that could be done by cosplay. If Gao Ming had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that this was at most a high-level special effect.
Gao Ming didn't know what to say at this moment. Doraemon pushed Gao Ming away and said angrily,
"Da Xiong, you're too much. You even sneak-attacked me. Don't you know that I'm ticklish? Tell me the truth, are you trying to snatch my props? How many times have I told you not to rely too much on my props? You have to think of a way to solve everything yourself.”
Gao Ming was no longer in the mood to listen to Doraemon's words. His mind was like a ball of paste at the moment, and he seemed to be at A loss.
Gao Ming had seen Doraemon in his previous life, but he had never expected to transmigrate to this world.
This time, he thought of the way he looked in the mirror and Doraemon's attitude towards him. It was obvious that he was the main character, the idiot Nobito.
When he thought about the various scenarios that might happen in the future, Da Xiong seemed to have grasped something.
Meanwhile, Doraemon was rambling on and on without knowing what was going on. It did not notice anything unusual about Nobita at all.
"F * ck, stop nagging. Aren't you annoying?”
Da Xiong cursed out loud.
Doraemon was stunned by Gao Ming's scolding. Doraemon did not understand what Gao Ming was saying at all, but the words he said seemed very imposing.
Unexpectedly, after Da Xiong finished cursing, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
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