"Aniace, I am Jiang Huiyuan from iz*one. Now I am no longer a hell rapper, but like Xiaoliang, I am a young fan who loves Attack on Titan. Yo Rob, the third season is out, please tune in~
~"
Kang Hye-won's cute and pure appearance exudes cute charm to the camera.
Those smart and charming eyes, the flawless little face, when talking about your favorite anime and reading the name of the person you like——
That sweet smile makes her feel like a girlfriend like first love.
"Mo!"
"Hahaha!"
People can’t help but sigh:
She is indeed a strange woman, even her introduction is so four-dimensional.
It sounds like she has taken back the initiative in life.
While it makes people scratch their heads, it also makes them laugh, and they are deeply immersed in his special personal charm.
But I ignored the impact I had caused.
When Guangbei returned to the team and was quiet alone, Jiang Xiaoliang happened to be standing next to him in a daze.
"Ryoko."
"Beizi, when you are about to speak, I really hope that you can carefully think through it first and then consider whether what you say next will make our relationship tense."
The young girl with a pure temperament nodded, with a slight glance in her eyes, revealing a sense of indifference and charm.
The girl with the hairband regained her composure, but only for a moment.
Guangbei asked: "What's the benefit of embarrassing me?"
Liangzi said: "In order to make it less embarrassing for me to wait."
"You have no bottom line!"
"Axi, what's the bottom line if you steal my private money?!"
The girl's anger is unreasonable.
Xiaoliang made Jiang Huiyuan angry, so in order to comfort her, he could only take the initiative to hug her.
Hey, I am a tough guy from Daegu—but I can’t do anything with Xiao Guangbei.
There was a little resistance on his face, but his five fingers were like chicken claws, and the fingertips touching his shoulders were the last sign of Brother Liangzi's stubbornness.
"snort."
Guangbei shook proudly.
Even after Jiang Xiaoliang's hand was shaken away, he was not annoyed.
Stand naturally with your feet shoulder-width apart.
Put your hands in front of you, hold the wrist of the other hand with the other hand, and the curvature of the feet is the same.
The unique and charming little standing posture in the flower field is elegant and cute.
Serious Xiaoliang is really cute with her big blue eyes blinking.
As for why she was treated so sincerely, it was because of her introduction.
At first, Jiang Huiyuan didn’t know what “to make me wait less embarrassing” meant.
But she soon found out.
The hosting rhythm of the idol room suddenly slowed down, giving people the feeling that a movie needs to be foreshadowed when it reaches its climax.
This is also true.
Because next, they will introduce the last member, Halo, which has too many keywords.
"call!
"
"Woo!
"
Zheng Hengdon and def took a deep breath.
The excited expression on his face suddenly bloomed, and his chubby short hands made a golf swing from bottom to top.
Zheng Hengdon put his hands to his mouth "shyly":
"The elf in the idol room, with her unique expression and spiritual temperament, all expresses her cute and special personal charm, quirky temperament and compelling aura, redefining a type - 'cool idol'"
'!"
Def, who claims to be a fan of Aimaru, took off his "sunglasses" directly. He knew the girl so well that he even wrote it off the top of his head:
"A rapper who can dance, a vocalist who can rap, a five-generation beauty recognized by the official, fan circles, and nationally. There are many idol goddesses in the southern peninsula, but there is only one idol spirit in the past, now, and forever. She is Wuli, the national girl.
——Jiang Xiaoliang!
"
def's almost heart-breaking shouting set off climax after climax in the recording studio with an orange background.
Very intoxicating, very torn.
But are you sure you didn’t drink fake wine?!
Anyway, I almost sent Brother Xiao Liang’s soul away again.
She knew this would happen!
"Uh!
"
"Idol Elf~"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was filled with excitement and excitement.
Jiang Huiyuan, who originally had a dull expression, suddenly became lively and happy when he saw Liangzi's helpless expression, smiling happily and gloating about his misfortune.
No matter how he laughs at his teammates, Guangbei is a professional.
Jiang Xiaoliang was even more social now.
The girls in my family are ignorant and make fun of them.
Why are your production team still screaming? Why are you so high?!
"..."
Brother Liang looked around, trying hard to avoid being caught by the camera, his eyes becoming more and more shy and embarrassed.
Damn it, hearing the words introducing myself from other people’s mouths makes me feel so ashamed! Yo Rob!
She felt a tingling sensation in her heart. She really hoped it was because she had eaten too much breakfast and was feeling exhausted.
The reason why I introduced my teammates like that before.
It was because she had long thought that she would be unhappy. As the saying goes, we must die together and be ashamed together, just to prevent herself from being so social at this moment.
In the end, she still underestimated the production team and MC's disgusting level.
"Bye bye, Haji! Stop talking, it's so embarrassing!"
Ryoko wanted to go out for a walk with her eyes and ears.
She was really not used to this kind of enthusiasm, and couldn't bear to look directly at the atmosphere. She covered her face and took a few steps back.
As a result, I accidentally stepped on Miyawaki Sakura's foot.
"Langjiang!"
As the elder sister, Sakura is organizing language criticism education.
That Liangzi is so clever.
The moment she turned around, her headband lost its restraints, her hair was flying, and her smile was so sweet that it was hard to resist.
In order to get rid of this damn atmosphere, Jiang Xiaoliang covered Little Sakura's pink face with both hands, and said with a smile in soft Sakura language:
"Oh, I accidentally stepped on a beautiful woman."
Just like a man who has no money in his pocket, he is most likely to get lost in the Baima Clothing Wholesale Market, and the young ladies shout "Pretty boy"——
Miyawaki Sakura originally wanted to pretend to be angry and maintain her self-esteem as an "onnie", but she quietly lost herself in the "beauty" that Ryōjia called her.
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"Okay~"
All the pictures look so vivid and bright.
While everyone laughed, the punishment ended with the introduction of the last member.
Temporary MC Jiang Xiaoliang quickly stood back in the team, leaned forward slightly, and saluted politely and elegantly:
"Aniace, I am Jiang Xiaoliang from iz*one."
The simple introduction attracted a lot of doting looks.
As an MC, Jung Hyung Don even forgot about the order of time and even forgot to look at the process card prepared by the writer in his hand.
Why does he insist on doing idol shows?
In the process of repeating this similar process every day, no matter whether they are popular or not, they simply hope to discover idols with personal charm.
Unknowingly, I quietly escaped from the control of the program time.
Zheng Hengdun sighed softly:
"Thank you for coming to our show, Xiaoliang."
"Thank you for inviting me, too."
"First question, please give some advice to the people who love Iz*One and the trainees who are pursuing their idol dreams."
"Ang?" The introduction prepared by the production team was so disgusting that it was hard to repeat, and the sequelae were really uncomfortable.
It must not be allowed to be seen by Miss Xian’s group of people.
The childish Jiang Xiaoliang subconsciously wanted to attack this fat MC.
Facing the camera.
The poisonous-tongued Brother Liang said in a serious tone:
"Don't waste your time, come watch this show."
Program mc Zheng Hengdon, def: "..."
"Pfft."
"Hahaha! Moya~"
Just look at the two fat paper puppets who were instantly shocked by their unexpected answers and had grand expressions on their faces, but were hesitant to speak.
The girls turned their faces away, unable to bear it any longer.