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Chapter 430: Busan values commitment, Liangshan values loyalty

"Endi, Xiaoliang, Salanghei!!"

“Haha Oops!!”

"Encore! Encore! One more time! One more time!"

At first, there were sporadic sounds like the patter of light rain, but gradually gathered together to form a sound wave that could break through the Xiangming Stadium and shake the entire audience.

This is probably the scene and scene that every young girl or boy in the Southern Peninsula dreams of debuting and dreaming of.

Stand in the center of the stage and accept the madness from countless people.

What is needed is the feeling of being needed by others. What is needed is that "I" is an indispensable existence for fans.

"Well…"

Zheng Eunji, who was sweating profusely, panted slightly.

Her basic skills are extremely solid, and singing is her talent. However, after a short period of contact, she suddenly discovered that some people's talents are truly unreasonable and powerful.

Zheng Endi looked at Jiang Xiaoliang with amazement.

Standing next to "Jiang Shisan", you will have a despicable feeling that if you don't go all out, you will let her down and then get sulky with yourself.

Haha, it’s normal for Oppa to be so nervous that his hands shake.

"Ah, my dear friend from Liangshan."

Busan's male god, Eun Ji Oppa stretched out her hand and casually lifted a few strands of sweat-drenched black hair between her eyebrows. With a smile in her eyes, she looked at the panting and shaky piece of paper.

"That won't work? Then how will you hold concerts in the future?"

"I can't carry an oxygen tank on stage! The worst I can do is that I won't be able to do it anymore, so you can be the guest and give me artificial respiration." Jiang Xiaoliang, who has a tough mouth, unconsciously makes his tone a little ambiguous, a little loose and lazy...

"Ha ha,"

Zheng Eunji let out a hearty and confused laugh.

The generous and generous Busan girl does not hide her love for this feeling, just like the boring life needs someone to kill all the boredom and divert attention.

A person who is addicted to me and I am addicted to each other.

At the end of the guest collaboration stage, the national fans who were still unsatisfied began to roar to persuade them to stay:

"Encore! Encore!"

"One more! Haha, Enchi, Xiao Liang!"

The three of them were out of breath. Amidst the screams and cheers of the fans, Zhi Pianliang was really tired. He walked to the edge of the stage in a free and unrestrained manner and sat directly on the floor.

"What a shame! Are you still here? Brother Liang, I don't have the courage to reset everything to zero and come back again... Oops, I'm going, I'm really tired!"

Jung Eun-ji and Ha Dong-hoon looked at each other and smiled, and they also sat on the edge of the stage. The three of them sat in a row, waving their calves cutely.

This down-to-earth scene of love can be called the highlight of this concert.

Naturally, there was another wave of fanatic screaming from the fans.

"ah!!"

There were many fans in the front row who wanted to break out of the protection. Even though their faces were deformed after being pushed by the security guards, they still tried their best to reach out and pass the delicacies they made to Jiang Xiaoliang.

"Xiao Liang~~"

Concerts are very physically demanding, and as a rule, you are not allowed to accept food from fans.

"Oh Mona! Consalmeda! Thank you, brothers and sisters!"

"Haha! Wow, Dafa! Xiaoliang talked to me!"

"..."

But Brother Liang, who has low blood sugar, doesn't care so much. When she's starving and fainting, she even wants to hold her own soft nako and chew it.

Zheng Eunji took the ice cream from the fairy fans. God knows how they brought it in and kept it from melting. Dafa!

Ha Dongxun took a bite of the kimbap.

"Well!"

"Oba, this is delicious, sweet potato ice cream~"

And Jung Eun-ji, who had been away from the stage for a long time, felt indescribable when she stood in the center again. She was eating sweet potato ice cream and speaking a lovely Busan dialect, no matter what others said...

No! Except for the poisonous-tongued girl in front of me.

The brightly lit stage, fisherman hat, round-framed glasses, some retro bad temperament, but smart, adorable Jiang Liangzi, wearing a headset, chewing on an oversized French baguette that is bigger than her face, with a look of disgust:

"You're such a girl, but you still eat ice cream in the middle of the night."

"You don't care about me, Liangshan short winter melon!"

"Oh ~ you have that big mouth in Busan that is so rare!"

"C!!"

"West?!"

The big one and the little one bickered in an extremely childish manner.

"Yeah, yeah, stop, stop, give me some face!" Ha Dongxun, who has a sense of variety show, like a boxing referee, hurriedly ran to the middle and separated the two leading singers of their respective generations.

"snort."

"cut."

The rosy-faced Busan male god Jung Eun-chi and the aloof fake Yangshan goddess Jiang Liangzi each stretched out their thumbs and gestured to each other's necks, completely forming a "liangzi".

——This scene of love is extremely joyful.

"Hahaha! kiyo~"

Countless national fans below burst out with good-natured laughter.

From an angle that Jiang Xiaoliang couldn't see.

Looking at the girl with a round head who was happy to get off work, and the cute back of the little girl with her pocket in her pocket, Zheng Eunji, who was gradually entranced, suddenly lowered her head, covered her mouth and smiled.

She completely remembered this super interesting and sinister junior.

A rare hint of hesitant shame flashed through her eyes, and then Busan goddess Zheng Eunji was still generous and shouted loudly: "Hey! Jiang Xiaoliang!"

"hold head high?"

"If you need me, sister, in the future, remember to call me anytime."

"Really?! Then can you help me queue up all night to buy the new version of Nintendo?" Zheng Eunji, who has the most loyal character, didn't know how silly this promise was, and he was so happy that he flew away.

"Haha, you can't do that, Prabhu."

"Hey Xi, what are you talking about? Bye bye~"

Liangzi rolled her beautiful eyes and waved her hand gracefully.

The light blue eyes and the naughty smiling lips always attract the girl's heart, which is so beautiful that it makes people feel nostalgic and nostalgic.

The Busan goddess's appearance is not stunning, but she is extremely attractive and has a very unique temperament. Her light makeup makes her look very heroic and handsome.

He is full of personality and gives people a strong sense of aura - especially, no one can resist Zheng Eunji's smiling eyes.

"Ha, it's Jiang Xiaoliang~"

In life, all the beautiful things we are destined to encounter are counted in seconds.

After the last "Please, Xiaoliang" limited lottery event on IZ*ONE's official website, and the perfect conclusion of the Busan goddess's solo concert.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The national meatball head is banned.

Because there are already many self-organized "jelly fans" in the southern peninsula, as well as group fans Wizone, who specialize in visiting and staying at the concerts of major girl groups, especially Fen Mo, Red Velvet, and Kim Jong Kook.

Fanatic Wei fans and CP fans are the scariest.

Worried that Jiang Xiaoliang would be injured or have an accident.

As a result, he pampered Xiaoliang again, and Han Chengzhu, the president of P agency who allowed Xiaoliang to grow wildly, had to be cruel now and asked the chief agent Sister Hongshu to give a death order:

"Whether it is a company member or an IZ*ONE member, if anyone dares to indulge, secretly let Wuli Xiaoliang escape, or fails to report the information, the member will be administratively punished, and all subsequent personal schedules of the member will be cancelled.

.”

The art of speaking lies in speaking half the words and having something in them.

Therefore, when Sister Hongshu relayed the information during the meeting, it seemed that she was speaking to the members, but in fact she was speaking to Xiaoliang alone.

Because she knows that no one can protect a calf better than Brother Xiaoliang, who has a wild personality - he would rather be hurt himself than hurt others.

"Langshe"

Some day, some day, some time.

Through the cracks in the trees, the water droplets after the spring rain passed through and hit the dormitory windows with a ticking sound, quietly leaking out wisps of bright and brilliant sunshine.

The listless ones are the eyes of sleepy people.

The atmosphere in the dormitory this early in the morning should have been very lazy.

It's like the summer vacation approaching in Liangzi's hometown, lying on the soft quilt, with a red face, lying down again when she gets thirsty, wiping her saliva, cursing a few damn summer homework, and then continuing to sleep with her head covered.

The beauty of being in your own little quilt.

But Wan Zitou, who is usually most excited to wake up, got up very early.

She was so angry! She didn't sleep at all!

"Hey Rob, Brother Liang, I'm very disappointed."

"Chi..."

"Um?!"

Jiang Xiaoliang looked over with a "death gaze".

Early in the morning, Miss Guangbei's beauty without make-up was striking. She was extremely pure in her movements. She pursed her lips in a dignified manner and struggled to hold back her laughter.

There's nothing I can do about it, it's really funny to see the two thick dark circles hanging on Liangzi's swollen face.

After teaching the troublemaker Jiang Beizi a lesson.

Even if she knew it might cause discord in the team, she had to stand up. After all-why is it always me who gets hurt?!

"I'm very disappointed."

Jiang Xiaoliang came home and slept on the sofa in the middle of the night, with his little hands behind his back and a serious look on his face, speaking in a cute official accent like a junior cadre:

"The dormitory has access control late at night, so let's just lock the door. Girls have to know how to protect themselves. I understand this, and I understand it, but! Why do you have to lock my room?! An Gouzi, please give me an explanation!"

An Youzhen was standing against the wall, shaking his long legs like a little ruffian, suppressing a smile and not daring to talk.

She knew that the more she talked back, the angrier Pang Liang would be.

And as long as she remained obedient and didn't speak, Wan Zitou would feel distressed, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Sure enough——

"Anyou, please really reflect on it! Six hundred words of self-reflection!"

"Inner vagina~"

Staring at the cute An Youzhen fiercely, Brother Liang, who was holding his little hands behind his back, sighed, changed his words, and suddenly said with a mixture of sadness and anger:

"Also! Let's forget that my money was stolen. Who doesn't have a problem? If you need it urgently, just take it first. Can you leave an IOU or something like that?! We are a quality group after all, right? But

Stealing my clothes! This behavior is very bad and perverted! And this..."

Jiang Xiaoliang glanced at the coat rack, which was full of neat floral dresses. His expression was hesitant to speak, and his eyes were even more lifeless.

"What a huge dormitory! There are seven people there~ Rob! You don't even have a pair of big pants. Isn't this a bit too much? Your butt is not afraid of catching a cold?!"

"Pfft." Quan Enfei, who was dressed in cool clothes, had a soft figure, and had extremely amazing assets, tilted her head in amusement.

"Ha ha."

"Prabhu, Prabhu~"

The large pants, small sandals, and homemade T-shirt with Minion graffiti borrowed from the dormitory next door gave the girl with a serious expression a strong contrast of cuteness.

In front of him was Aizimaru's teammates who lowered their heads and tried to suppress laughter.

Everyone looked at each other and laughed so hard they couldn't help it.

Sure enough, IZ*ONE and Xiaoliang are the real "group".

"What are you laughing at?! Also, which chef Aomaru made the seaweed rice balls for breakfast?"

Brother Xiao Liang pointed at the tragedy on the dinner table with a "murderous" look in his eyes.

"I, I, I~ Little Fatty Liang, I made this rice ball with all my heart. I have an exclusive secret recipe. I, Cui Ruina, dare to swear by your height! There is no moisture or any cutting corners!"

Choi Ye Na, who was wearing a big yellow duck T-shirt, although she was scared, she still raised her little hands cutely and admitted.

Seeing Cui Yaya who had thrown himself into a trap, Jiang Xiaoliang laughed angrily.

"Ah! Damn you, your rice balls are durian and plum flavored? Do you know how many times I brushed my teeth, Brother Liang? Look! My gums are bleeding! Wow!"

Jiang Xiaoliang stretched out his little head, pointed at his red and swollen cheeks, and gritted his teeth.

"Hahaha!"

Now the girls couldn't bear it any longer. They clutched their stomachs and collapsed directly on the sofa and the ground, laughing until their stomachs ached.

"Me and me~" Zhang Yuanying, who came to Liangshe to play but was forced to stand by Xiao Liang, was a little dissatisfied. She said coquettishly and cutely: "Liang'er, I didn't steal your private money, why should I do it too?"

I'm being punished for bullying me~"

Jiang Xiaoliang became even more angry when he mentioned this.

"Because you, Zhang Xiaoyuan, are not good at keeping watch! How can I trust you, Brother Liang! I'll hide all the little money I've saved from my hard work with you... but I won't have any money left! What's the use of you?! Stand at attention,

You girl, you stand all day without looking good! You don’t even wash your face! Which pig will like to hump you in the future~"

"You! It's just Liang'er, you stinky little pig!"

"Axi got a Pig! How dare you, a 1.7 meter post-00s generation, be so arrogant?! Come on, give me a clothes hanger!"

"Ha ha!"


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