When I grew up, I realized that romance comics are all real.
But this involves Brother Liangzi’s “knowledge blind spot”.
Ignoring the strange looks from the people around her, she sat lazily on the round stone pier at the intersection of red and green, and hung up the phone with an expressionless face.
Then the next second——
"Haha, Oh Dok, Nomu Kiyo~Sister Ziyu." The tight and delicate facial features on Jiang Xiaoliang's face could no longer bear to bloom, and her smile was particularly bright.
She looked back at Park Zhuxian, who was infected by her smile and was also very happy, and grinned:
"Hey Yigu, Sister Zhuxian, I just realized that my absurd life is not all horror comics."
Hearing the girl's childish words, Park Zhuxian smiled and shook her head, and couldn't help but tease her:
"Xiao Liang, you are really bad, and I think you can go into acting. I think you should play the kind of troubled girl in comics, or the school bully who is loved and hated."
"Guilty? Sister, why do you have such thoughts? That's why the southern peninsula is so scary. Only students who have been bullied know how much school bullies are hated."
Seeing Jiang Xiaoliang curl his lips, his tone was a bit disgusting.
Park Zhuxian was amused for a while.
"But, Ernie just thinks that you, Xiaoliang, really seem to be someone who stepped out of a comic book."
Because the girl is so real and beautiful, it gives her a sense of unreality.
With the popular broadcast of the variety show idol room, it quickly became a hot topic. It is the incident that became famous in the fan circle and idol circle. It is also one of IZ*ONE’s unsolved mysteries.
——"Jiang Xiaoliang's Penguin mobile phone records the contact information of how many people..."
Park Joo Hyun is also very curious.
So before, under her excited gaze, Xiao Liang took out a personal mobile phone with a penguin doll hanging on it from his pocket. It didn't have the decorations that ordinary little girls and idols like.
Except for the hanging little penguin doll, it is very simple and clean, with no wallpaper or anything, and it is even a little childish and simple.
Later, she saw Jiang Xiaoliang dial the name "Sister Yuzi".
Park Joo Hyun didn't pay attention at first.
Until the girl said the three words "Zhou Ziyu".
She was shocked, surprised, and unbelievable.
Do you know how popular and charming TWICE’s Tzuyu is in the Southern Peninsula?
It is no exaggeration to say, just a little bit!
It’s Zhou Ziyu’s super good looks and charm that have not only become a top model for medical beauty, but also directly led the people to name a new idol style——
"Yoga Beauty"
So she was very curious, and while raising the camera to follow the filming, she took the place of the fans who were equally excited when watching the broadcast later, and asked the answers they wanted to know, in an interesting voice-over way:
"Xiao Liang, how do you know Tzuyu?"
"Gui? Well, we met at Produce 48. That time Sister Yuzi came to visit Caiyan, and I was the one who picked her up. Eh, weird? Was this part cut off?"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was belatedly aware of this, found it strange.
She had no idea why this video was not edited. After all, she was not like Ruina, who particularly liked watching the famous scenes of the members in PD 48, Dark History.
Liangzi never replays her variety shows.
How should I put it? Well, it feels very social.
"Wow, Dafa! I have no idea!"
Park Zhuxian felt itchy.
She really wanted to know what happened between "Yu Liang".
Because as long as it has something to do with Jiang Xiaoliang, it must be interesting.
"Oh! Wait a minute."
Perhaps it was the four words "candied haws of ice" that aroused her fond memories of her hometown.
When passing by a dessert street, Wan Zitou's eyes lit up.
After walking around for a long time, Jiang Xiaoliang smelled the aroma of glutinous rice, and finally found a slightly familiar smell in the southern peninsula.
So among the small pastry shops, she found one that looked the best and had a more pure fragrance.
"Wow, Dafa~"
A large iron can on a hand cart, glutinous rice dumplings with soybean flour, soft and glutinous rolled in a roll, priced at 50 cents each at the school gate.
This is probably the scene in Jiang Xiaoliang’s memory,
But now in Liangzi's hometown, it is rarely seen.
Dessert stalls like this in the Southern Peninsula sell not only original glutinous rice cakes, but also glutinous rice cakes with various fruit fillings, and you can even see cake-like things topped with various nuts, raisins, and so on.
Although Jiang Xiaoliang really wanted to eat cut cake.
But she was afraid that her aunt would cut her off and cost her 100,000...
Think about it and forget it.
If Sister Yuzi likes to eat, then I can make it for her in the future, "Azu-ma (aunt)! Come and taste it with one ounce, and taste it lightly with another two ounces!" - Ryoko will never be empty-handed no matter who she meets.
Waiting for traffic light results.
It was the corner of the blue vest, and the big shoulder bag was gently pulled. Jiang Xiaoliang looked sideways, but found nothing.
When she was confused, her jeans were tugged by a pair of small hands again, and her eyes slowly moved down.
All I saw was a pair of big, clear and bright eyes.
"Unnie, are you delivering a courier?"
"perhaps?"
"Then can you take me there by the way? Can you hold my hand and cross the street? Ernie."
"hold head high?"
When you travel around the world, you will have to pay back sooner or later.
It doesn't matter if no one has a car, but no matter what, crossing the road before was dangerous and irresponsible.
It was also the self-blame that Liangzi couldn't hide.
Li Caihan, the neighbor's detective uncle, would never have imagined that the punishment he had given Little A Liang to direct the kindergarten children to cross the road would finally come true here.
"Hold hands? Hey, my appearance fee is very expensive."
"Unnie, I'll give you some candy."
"Ah, why does anyone want to give me candy? I quit!!"
At a certain moment, she was cutely and limply holding out her hand, waiting for Brother Liangzi to hold her. She was a cute little junior about five years old, wearing denim overalls.
It's her Band-Aid, the kind that can cure self-blame.
"Left hand, right hand! A slow motion!"
"Run, Jump! Wuhu!"
Right side, left side, hands touching, fingers clasped.
The eldest Chu Ding leads the little Chu Ding and jumps between the green lights.
Jiang Xiaoliang carried a large satchel across her shoulder, swung the glutinous rice cake bag in her little hand, held the kindergarten junior's hand, and walked the cute little boy to the rhythm of the green light flashing and the square dance.
Chic and unrestrained, quirky and cute.
Like a unique oil painting, it is so beautiful that any color used to describe the girl in the blue vest will be wrong.
"Mo?"
The passers-by who didn’t know what was going on laughed and laughed. They felt very happy and joyful after seeing it - "Hahaha."
In the past, there were traffickers who abducted children, but now there are little girls who want to abduct Little Liang.
"ten minutes!"
When Zhou Ziyu ran out of the JYP building in a hurry, she held the sweet candied haws in her fingers.
Even the air around her became gentle, but when she raised her head, Ryoko was holding her hand, lowering her eyes from time to time to watch the kindergarten junior crossing the road.
And Zhou Ziyu was looking at her.
"Humph, I found you."
Seeing Jiang Xiaoliang holding the little girl with one hand, Zhou Ziyu ran over and hugged her tightly, her eyes red and moist, and she smiled aggrievedly.
"Hi, Sister Yuzi~"
Ryoko slightly pulled down Yuko's mask.
He was really handsome, with a high nose, pink lips, reddish cheeks, tear stains, and a little shy smiling eyes, as bright as a deer.
The hugging and looking at each other obviously lasted only 2 minutes and 51 seconds, but it felt as beautiful as a century, and it felt like time had stopped in these two minutes.
The blushing Miss Zhou has clear eyebrows and charming smile.
"What are you doing, wearing a helmet? My dear."
"It's Xiaoliang! Eh? Oh~"
Jiang Xiaoliang forgot that he was still wearing a helmet.
So she gradually came closer, leaned her little head against Zhou Ziyu's red and hot earlobe, pursed her mouth and curved it a little, and made a lazy sound like a kitten, or like a little devil's whisper:
"Brother Liangzi, Diaoyu never wears a helmet."
"Inside? Pfft, hum~"
Zhou Ziyu could no longer hear clearly amid the bustling noise.
She couldn't suppress the beating of her heart, her eyes were moist and red, and there were two elongated shadows under her feet, entangled.
He couldn't see his movements clearly, as if his vision and thoughts were blurred and fell into the fishhook trap of the person in front of him.
"Have you missed me secretly? Sister Yuzi."
"Well, I think so."
"Guilty? Oh, I can't hear you."
"think!!"
I want to be a fish, so that every time I see "him" I will be filled with joy, and no matter how sad or sad things happen, I will forget them.