"It doesn't matter whether it's a zipper, a food clip, or a button. I just want to ask, is that man lame like me, or has his hand broken? Doesn't he have hands and feet? You can use your own hands and feet."
"Shut up! Ryoko!"
"Xiao Liang, go away~"
"Oops, it's blocking the road! I don't know how to go aside!"
A certain straight man named Jiang who wandered in was attacked continuously by the girls and was thrown against the wall.
Girls always seem to have different opinions on these strange issues. This has nothing to do with age, but has to do with their own life experiences and personality choices.
So, the practice room was really noisy.
Just because of their own choices, different opinions and reasons, the girls of IZ*ONE were quarreling over this, and no one was convinced by the other.
"It's okay to be gentle to girls, but you can't be gentle, gura (Sakira)~"
"Caiyan! This is not a problem with the down jacket. If a person is not afraid of guilt, then this person must be terrible. He interacts with others unscrupulously and betrays at any time."
"I think you are too sensitive, Sakura-chan. It's just the way you get along with relatives and friends. If you get close, it would be betrayal? That's too controlling, isn't it?"
"That's not true, my concubine~ Unnie!"
The objections inside, the sounds of slapping the floor, the sounds of surprise and sighs, made everyone passing by want to know what the story was going on inside.
The instigator, Miss An Youzhen, after provoking a war about "choice", retired and left quietly.
I found Jiang Xiaoliang, who was huddled in a corner, lazy, and "laying down" because he was worried about harming the fish in the pond.
An An reached out and touched her gently.
"Little fat cool."
"Um?"
Hearing the cool voice, his dilated pupils came back to consciousness.
Brother Liangzi, who was too lazy to get up, just twisted his upper body and kept the part below the waist basically motionless. He stared blankly at An Youzhen in an enchanting "hemiplegic" posture.
"Haha, ah~" Miss An was so amused that she covered her mouth and tried hard to suppress her laughter. She patted Jiang Xiaoliang gently to signal you to be more serious.
"Be serious, let me ask you a question."
"Oops! I don't understand the question about down jackets! You little girls, this question is too big for me, Brother Liang!"
"Nah!"
Jiang Xiaoliang's aura and contagious voice easily created a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, as if in an instant, he took himself back to his purest days as a trainee.
To miss the original intention in my heart that was covered up but always existed, and to look for the child in my heart who first loved singing and the stage.
An Youzhen looked at Jiang Xiaoliang stupidly.
The latter felt even more uneasy and said hesitantly:
"Brother An, who is fifteen years old, I warn you not to be tempted at the age when you should write."
"Bah, bah, bah!"
A pure white bottoming T-shirt, paired with a fresh-colored large denim blouse, just neutralizes the sexiness brought about by the slim-fitting style, making the girl look energetic and energetic.
At this moment, An An, who was full of energy, was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the practice room, lowering his head and playing with his fingers for a while, his eyes a little shy.
After all, she was facing people who were "smaller" than herself.
But the girl's straightforward and frank character did not hesitate much and she whispered softly:
"Let me ask you, what do you think of my singing skills?"
"Eh?"
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoliang didn't understand, An An was a little depressed.
She knew that Xiaoliang never watched her live videos. When the award ceremony was over, she ran off to nowhere and came home very late at night, so she didn't know the story behind it.
"Oh, didn't we sing together last time? When I returned to the dormitory, I saw the video uploaded by fans and heard the live sound source. I felt...compared with you, I..."
An An has always been simple.
Keep the love for the stage deep in your heart, rush to the next performance, and look forward to singing with Xiaoliang next time, lively and bright!
She is not the one holding back, she wants to be better.
Jiang Xiaoliang blinked, and it took him a while to realize what An Youzhen meant.
Then she held out her palm.
An An looked at the palm stretched out in front of her in confusion, and then raised her eyes at Brother Liangzi, who had a sincere expression.
"An Gou Gou" tilted his head cutely, thought for a moment, and then slowly and hesitantly placed his chin on Xiao Liang's palm.
"Mo?! I asked An An to sing! What are you doing? Oh! Woohoo~"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoliang looked confused and a little dignified.
But he still couldn't help but touch her chin, just like comforting a sad "dog hook".
An An was also at a loss.
I felt an itchy, weird feeling coming from my chin, and then I realized that I had misunderstood.
"Ah!! Go to hell!"
An Youzhen gritted her teeth and her face turned red.
It was so embarrassing that I was thrown into my hometown of Cheongju.
She was wearing black overalls. Even in a sitting position, her long legs were healthy and full of strength, and Brother Liangzi fully felt the amazingness of these beautiful legs.
Because she was about to be kicked to death by the angry An An.
"I know, I know! Miane! Miane! Let's try it. In fact, I rarely listen to you singing, An An."
After you have vented your shame, anger, and weird emotions.
An Youzhen took a deep breath, then took out her phone and played a song, "Ironic" by Standing Egg.
She put the phone to Jiang Xiaoliang's ear.
"Uh-huh."
After just listening once, Brother Liangzi nodded and stretched out his hand.
Indicate that you understand and you can start performing.
Then, in An Youzhen's bright eyes, Xiaoliang whistled gently and hummed the melody.
An An couldn't help but subconsciously started singing a cappella:
"In the empty space
(open space)
Sun has hidden its face
(The sun flickers in and out)
Nothing to be heard
(hear nothing)
There's no your hey how was your day
(I’ll never hear you say how your day was again)
In the end of day
(At the end of the day)…”
After singing for a while, An An stopped and looked at Xiao Liang carefully.
Liang Ren'er, who hadn't heard enough, moved his buttocks and raised his head in confusion.
"Keep singing, why are you looking at me? Oh, don't be restrained. You An You are not a restrained person. When you sing, be more confident, just like you and Cui Ruina making fun of you in front of the camera, be crazy. 'Do you know anything about it?"
"No! Well, let me try again."
"Yeah, if you sing something unpleasant, I will cover my ears in time, so you don't have to worry about it. Just tell yourself, An'an, 'Do it again, I can do it, I'll try again'."
He glared at the little chubby Liang who spoke freely.
An Youzhen, who was a little shy in private, smiled and nodded, then adjusted his breathing again.
The way she adjusts her mood and enters the state is very simple.
Thinking of that night, Xiao Liang was holding a thin umbrella.
There was a buzz of people all around, the entire venue was dimly lit, and the world was shrouded in a thin layer of admiration in front of us, making it difficult to see clearly.
The atmosphere is dense and the heat waves are blowing against your face. Hold her hand and let's dance together in this romantic night...
“Whenever we stay in silence
(Whenever we are silent)
Time is passing by
(Time passes quickly)
Don't be replicated
(Don't think nonsense)
Love is impossible
(Love is incomplete)
All I need is you beside me
(I just need you to stay with me)…”
When singing to this point, An An couldn't raise the high note.
I feel like if I push too hard, the whole thing will collapse.
"I can't sing, O Doc?"
"Oh~~"
Jiang Xiaoliang looked at the silly girl in front of him, looking at him with an aggrieved look on his face, and felt a little clear in his heart.
Only then did I realize that An You was really troubled. She really wanted to sing high notes well, and probably didn't want to lose to the other lead singers in the group, so even though she was very popular, she had been quietly working hard to improve her abilities.
"Hmm, high pitch? My understanding is that if you use force, you can indeed do it. Hey, let me see~"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was holding his arms back, looked around as if he was looking for something, but was not satisfied with anything he saw.
Suddenly her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers handsomely.
"Yeah~~Bring the pot over here."
"Nani Nani?"
Not only Yabuki Nako ran over, but also An Youzhen looked confused, not knowing what Xiaoliang was going to do.
Brother Liangzi waved his hand handsomely.
"Try holding the pot and holding it. How about it? It's heavy, isn't it?"
"Arnie (no)."
An An looked relaxed as he easily picked up Tuan Chong, who looked innocent.
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was slapped in the face, had no expression on his face and cold eyes.
"...So! Don't show off your inappropriate strength in front of me, An Youzhen, do you know (do you know)?!"
"Pfft."
"Okay, take the pot and you can go and play."
“Langjiang Baga!!”
"..." Ignoring the resentful disposable tool man holding the pot, Jiang Xiaoliang's expression was serious.
People have thousands of faces, but they are naive because of their sincerity.
"Do you know? Suppose you are holding something heavy, such as holding a pot, remember that feeling, and then mobilize the muscles of your body that you usually don't use. When you sing the high notes, you will feel that there is actually a bit in common.
"
He hummed the melody softly, and then under the astonished eyes of everyone in the practice room, Jiang Xiaoliang slowly sang:
“All I need is you beside me…”
"All I need is you beside me" repeated several times, the refreshing high pitch, the emotional romance every word, but a romance in love, and a romance that is extremely ambiguous.
Then, An An unknowingly followed the guidance and sang along: "All I need is you beside me..."
Duet, chorus.
You want to be close to her without hugging her, your lips that linger, your eyes that are restrained and crazy.
Between An An and Xiao Liang, the eyes of both parties are instantly separated, and there is a vague fatal attraction.
With an admiring look in his eyes, An Youzhen pursed his lips vigorously and said aggrievedly: "Xiao Liang, I also want to sing well like you."
"Ha ha."
Cute girl. You can't help but laugh.
Jiang Xiaoliang subconsciously stretched out his palm, and "An Gou Gou" bit his lip. Although his eyes were extremely shy, he still obediently put his chin up.
"Take your time, Wuli will be fine. Don't be greedy. We can't have everything at the beginning, but don't be discouraged. In the end, we won't have nothing."