Although it is a live-action version, in Mo Fan's eyes, the fat and cute yellow robot in front of him gradually coincides with the cartoon character he remembers, and is 100% similar!

"I..." Mo Fan spoke, but he didn't know what his identity should be.

"We are the head of your manufacturer." He Shanshan said.

"The person in charge of the manufacturer?" Xiao Dingdang was a little confused, but then his eyes lit up and he looked at Mo Fan: "Can you fix my ears?"

Mo Fan didn't know how to answer. If it was fixed, wouldn't it be that the plot was changed? Nobleau would have appeared next to Nobita.

Fortunately, He Shanshan spoke out again to save the scene: "Sorry, the manufacturer no longer has the ears of your model. We are just here to give me some condolences this time."

"That's right! Thank you for coming to see me from thousands of miles away." Xiao Tingdong's tone was very disappointed. He supported his chubby spherical hand on the chair and climbed back to sit on the chair.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Mo Fan looked at Doraemon who no longer paid attention to him and He Shanshan, and felt embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Indeed, the normal condolences brought some gifts or some good news no matter what. I did, so I came over empty-handedly and didn't even know what to say.

He glanced at He Shanshan and saw that the other party had no intention of speaking.

"Brother, it's your business after meeting." He Shanshan looked at Mo Fan and said in his heart: "I'm just your little follower."

Mofan: "..."

He glanced at Tinker Bell, thought for a moment, and then said, "Tinker Bell, what are you doing with your ears so entangled?"

Dorameng glanced at him, then said in frustration: "Ears are the symbol of my cat-shaped robot. Now I look inappropriate and feel so ugly!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Mofan: "..."

I didn’t expect that the reason for my frustration was this, and it was an aesthetic issue!

He had a flash of inspiration and thought of a trick to get closer to each other.

"Shanshan, help me create a few gongyaki!" Mo Fan said to the little girl in his heart, putting his right hand behind him. Although he is the god of creation, he can speak the Dharma and even create everything with his thoughts, he cannot do concrete creation. For example, gongyaki, the world can create the same shape and bean paste filling according to what he wants, but it is not a standardized product after all. There is no sweetness standard, no taste standard, and nothing knows, everything is random. Therefore, he usually leaves these concrete creations to He Shanshan.

Feeling that there was an extra bag on his right hand, Mo Fan took the bag in front of him.

Needless to say, Doraemon's originally depressed face suddenly became serious, and his red nose sniffed, then his eyes were placed on the kraft paper bag in Mofan's hand.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Take it, treat you to eat!" Mo Fan smiled and stuffed the kraft paper into Doraemon's arms. This inadvertent touch surprised Mo Fan. It turned out that the other party had a slightly tougher rubber touch, just like the big white in a movie, and it was still warm.

Doraemon said thank you, then took out the Toroyaki to eat. To be precise, he first gave two to Mofan and the others.

Mo Fan glanced at the other party's hand holding the royaki, as if he was clamping it.

He was not polite either. To be honest, he had never eaten Dorayaki.

"By the way, haven't you asked your name yet?" Doraemon ate one in one bite and then asked Mo Fan.

"My name is Mofan, her name is He Shanshan, and she is my sister."

"You are not locals?" Doraemon said, "You are Chinese."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Mo Fan nodded, he was speechless in his setting. Both sides were clearly speaking Chinese, but they were divided between the two countries.

"I heard that in addition to high technology, Chinese people also have mysterious cultivation techniques. Is it true?" Doraemon asked in surprise.

Mofan: "..."

He raised his right hand and put his palms in front of the other side. Four elements of wind, thunder, fire and water gathered. Doraemon saw this scene and could see his shock from his face.

"Incredible! Incredible!" Doraemon forgot to eat Toroyaki, and kept sighing.

Mo Fan put away the four elements formed by spiritual power and said, "You're feeling much better now?"

Doraemon nodded. Compared to losing his ears, this one could attract his attention more.

Mo Fan smiled slightly, and he looked around. This was a very ordinary clinic. Of course, Mo Fan didn't know any of the equipment inside.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Doraemon, what are you doing here?" Mo Fan asked.

"Waiting for the doctor to get the result." Doraemon smiled bitterly: "I said I would like to help me see if I can make another pair of ears. Now Mofan, you all say that this model has no longer been eliminated, and I don't have any hope." Doraemon said lonelyly.

Mo Fan sighed in cooperation and felt sympathy for the other party.

Before he knew it, Doraemon had a little affection for the sudden arrival of Mofan, and he felt that they could be friends.

Mofan felt that there was nothing to talk about if this continued, and it was time to retreat.

"Tingdong, we will say goodbye today, we must cheer up!" Mo Fan encouraged: "See you next time!"

"Ah? OK!" Doraemon nodded: "I will, goodbye!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The two walked out of the clinic and Mo Fan asked He Shanshan: "Those few words I just now won't affect the plot process, right?"

"No." He Shanshan shook her head and said, "Doraemon's emotional fluctuations are not as big as affecting his actions, don't worry."

Mo Fan breathed: "That's good. I've been restrained just now and don't know what to talk about."

"When I bring Sister Yu Xi and the others here tomorrow and go directly to Nobita's era. Then I won't have to be so restricted!" He Shanshan said.

Mo Fan nodded and said, "By the way, how should we go back?"

He Shanshan looked at herself strangely: "Brother, are you still thinking about teleporting back? Just open the exit!"

Mofan: "..."

After teleporting several times, he subconsciously thought that he was in the original world.

"Wait, that is to say, we still have to drill into the toilet?" Mo Fan asked.

"Otherwise?" He Shanshan spread her hands and said cutely: "I don't have the ability to enter and exit the world, so I will go directly to the temple later. Brother, you can go out first and open the entrance to the world for me to go out. At that time, I will directly position the coordinates to the temple.
Chapter completed!