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Chapter 492 The irresistible oil compress

The atmosphere in the recording studio at this time was very delicate.

Looking at the teasing eyes of her sisters, Zhao Meiyan, who was huddled in the middle, really wanted to find a tree hole and crawl into it.

"Hey." A faint sigh.

The three of them suddenly raised their heads in unison.

What was left to the three girls was the back view of their round heads that were one part vicissitudes and one part cute, sitting on a chair together with their heads lowered and their foreheads propped up with fists.

The first time he met a girl like "Zhao Mian", Brother Liangzi was shocked.

Peninsula girl Zhao Meiyan’s earthy love words are still powerful.

She didn't recover for a while.

If a person lives an abstract life, either she comes from a distant place and has no friends, or she lives a sincere life.

I don’t know what kind of “Zhao Mian” he is.

Liangzi wore a fisherman's hat and looked out the window with her chin propped up. The sound of "rustling" the pen touching the paper was heard.

Yo Robben! Explosion of inspiration!!

Xu Suizhen pursed her lips, tapped the eldest sister next to her with her little foot, and joked in a low voice: "Unnie, you left a deep first impression on 'Producer Teacher'."

"Ugh!" Covering her hot face with both hands, the cute Zhao Meiyan whined like a mosquito: "Oh Doc, Suizhen! It's so embarrassing, oh Doc~", the sound of her little feet tapping on the ground was heard.

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The repeated sounds became fainter and fainter.

It felt like she was singing with all her last strength.

"Xiao Liang, Meiyan Oni, you...um..." I don't know who's whispering broke the rustling sound of the pen tip touching the paper. If you listen carefully, it's a cute little voice.

Sister Xiaojuan wanted to speak but stopped, stopped but wanted to speak.

It seems that a lot has been said, but it seems that nothing has been said.

I want to explain something, but I don’t know how to say it. Could it be that I told Xiaoliang that the eldest sister of my group, Meiyan, has a “princess disease”?

To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to speak.

However, as the captain of the "girls", she still broke the silent and inexplicably funny atmosphere, lamely changing the subject: "Xiao Liang, are you hungry?"

"hold head high."

"That's right. You are still growing. What do you want to eat? My sister will buy it for you."

Hear the key words that touch your soul.

Jiang Xiaoliang tilted his head with a sincere look on his face.

"Well, ramen? Cold noodles? Annie, I've eaten them all. Why don't you give me some Zhao noodles? To be honest, this is my first time eating them. By the way, is this 'noodle' serious?"

"Yeah~~"

Zhao Meiyan, who tried hard to pretend that nothing happened, immediately punched the table shyly and gave Wan Zitou a silly and fierce look.

Jiang Xiaoliang shook his head, his expression indescribably playful and irritating.

"Ah! My dear, how old are you? Why don't you say honorifics to me!" Because her back was turned to everyone and she was wearing a hat, the girl's figure seemed a bit petite and slightly familiar.

Zhao Meiyan didn't recognize it for a while and was led astray by Liangzi.

The two bad teammates didn't tell her. Instead, they liked to see their eldest sister acting "confused" and cute.

"What about you? Agassi."

"twenty two!"

"Datu (me too)~"

Brother Liangzi is neither blushing nor out of breath.

Zhao Meiyan's delicate face was full of doubts, and she was a little unsure. She repeated carefully: "You are 22 years old?!"

"Aw! You have a childlike face, so Wuli is a relative."

"That's it, then..."

"Hmm, and there is a saying in my hometown that I am 23 years old. Actually, I am 23 years old, so we have our own affairs. You call me senior nim, and I call you mianer."

Jiang Xiaoliang is trying to take pictures of something very new.

So much so that everyone in the recording room was laughing so hard that they couldn't help themselves.

The agent brother standing aside almost lost his grip on his cell phone and his smile became more and more endearing.

He didn't want to be so shaky, but facing him was a national figure, and it was his heartbeat that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

"Hey, senior nim~" Zhao Meiyan sat obediently, her voice was soft and a little aggrieved, and her tone of voice was very gentle.

Oh, you silly sister!

Xu Suizhen couldn't hold it back for a while.

She tried her best to cover her mouth and turned her head to look at Tian Xiaojuan as if asking for help.

The tacit understanding between teammates is probably just a glance, and you can know what the other person is thinking.

Miss Su Su's smiling brows and eyes were full of teasing and curiosity, as if she was asking again vividly and silently: Is this meatball head always letting itself go like this?

Tian Xiaojuan smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.

Sha Xiaoliang always gives people a very special feeling - carefree and free and easy, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him.

There is no idol baggage at all.

At a young age, I have a strong love for the world.

Maybe everyone has a different "Xiao Liang" in their hearts.

"Xiao Liang is an extremely optimist. He likes to think of the worst results as the best things, and the worst things as the best results..." Tian Xiaojuan finally stopped laughing, tilted her head slightly, and used the expression "Sister Mian"

The inaudible voice whispered to Xu Suizhen what was in her heart.

"So, even if she always likes to bully others, I really can't get angry. I feel like I'm sick, hehe."

After hearing this, Xu Suizhen fell into deep thought.

the other side.

I always feel hot on my back, it’s terrible! My ears feel hot again, as if someone is secretly speaking ill of me.

But this Miss Zhao Mian is a bit naive.

Xiao Liangmei strives to maintain her "producer" persona, so she proposed to understand the positioning style of girls.

"Xiao Liangxi, here you go~"

"Oh, Consalmeda!" She confidently accepted the lyrics assignment sheet handed over by the sound engineer.

Afterwards, Liangzi lowered his head and said nothing.

His light blue eyes revealed a hint of clarity unique to college students.

Eh? Why isn’t it “LATATA”?!

Axi made a meow, I can’t understand it!!

"Pfft." Tian Xiaojuan knew this person better, so she pretended to be angry, with a fierce voice: "Have you never heard of our new song? Producer Jiang nim."

"...Tell me, what did you say?" As if he was embarrassed by being exposed by a girl, Jiang Xiaoliang became angry with embarrassment.

The delicate little earlobes are red and hot.

The sheet music I was handed over was "Senorita" by (G)l-DLE

But Xu Suizhen was not polite to Xiaoliang and started directly:

"Hey, why are you staring at me like that?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! You don’t say anything

You don’t hide from my eyes either

Hey, you, why are you so close to me?

We still have many questions, it’s your turn, sing~”

The style of this song is very obvious. Compared with the passionate dance songs of most girl groups in the Southern Peninsula, when Xu Susu sings a cappella, it feels full of push and pull!

It's like playing an ambiguous cat-and-mouse game.

Her soft voice is introduced slowly, allowing the audience to immediately immerse themselves in the charming and wanton atmosphere of the song.

Not only her, but also Tian Xiaojuan, who wrote the first lyrics, has a really strong ability to directly draw the Peninsula audience into the artistic conception!

"Wow, it sounds like an exotic song when I listen to it. And I heard that Wuli Zhaoyan and Xiaoliang have a very good relationship. So the inspiration for this song..." I once faced being a host on an idol radio station.

MC, Sister Jin, who is still a jelly powder, joked with a smile.

At that time, sister Xiaojuan, the team leader as the creator, blushed shyly, but did not nod or deny.

"It's my turn?! Senorita~~"

Singing the part of member "Song Wugi".

At this moment, the clueless Liangzi was humming along with the score in a low voice. She wanted to improvise, but the more she sang, the more blurry her eyes became: "Ooooh, ohoh, oil, oil, oil... Oh, don't

Yeah! Why does this song have so many repeated lyrics?!"

On her knees, there was a small blanket carefully selected by Square staff. On a very ordinary afternoon, little Liangmei was munching on her favorite snacks and fruit tea like a little hamster, squinting and huddled on the back of the chair.

The sun shone through the bay window on her beautiful little face, and she casually hummed the ditty "Senorita".

Ethereal and chic.

Not to mention the manager brother and the sound engineer sister who have long since fallen.

It’s a really ridiculous feeling——

Whether it was Xu Suizhen or Tian Xiaojuan, there was a moment when she felt that she was living for this moment in her life.

"Oil compress? Ha, Nomu Kiyo!!"

Zhao Meiyan had strange ideas, and Ms. Wu Li stood up and kicked hard, which seemed to be a very inspirational move. It was silly.

She has no resistance to cute "creatures".

Even if it’s Producer Xiao Jiang!

"ah!!"


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