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The small dormitory building of pd48 is very quiet in the early morning.
Because girls, I heard that there are no classes today~
However, the girl's sweet dream in the morning is also quietly counting down...
"5,4,3,2,1!"
The pd48 staff member responsible for dormitory ringtone management, the moment the thought came to zero silently in his mind, he gently clicked the play button with his finger...
"i promise i promise i promise
i promise i promise i promise
i promise i promise i promise
i promise i promise
This moment of dreaming, dreaming dreaming…”
No matter how nice or favorite the melody is, when used as a wake-up song, it will cause a conditioned reflex in people, and the body will jump up subconsciously, and then while dancing, it will continue to generate questions about love and hate:
who I am?
Where is this place?
What do I do now?!
Why are there still damn “in-app purchases”!
For example, the reference answer is in dormitory 233——
"Xiba~" for cold sauce, followed by "Baga~" for holding a pot, is the standard answer.
Annoying to hear it!
"boom!
"
It was the sound of a pillow thrown out by a certain cold person because of his cute and irritable temper, and hit the door.
Bathed in the sunshine, the wind gently blew Jiang Xiaoliang's messy hair and a corner of her white shirt.
On the messy wooden box bed, a girl wearing a loose white long shirt sleeps in a casual and carefree posture, with her eyes closed, always frowning quietly due to exhaustion.
The sleeping "little Liangmei" is soft and lovable.
People occasionally have sweet dreams because they love someone badly.
If you often have nightmares, then maybe there is a secret that cannot be told...
I often wonder, is the little girl I rescued okay now?
It's better to be good...
Don't feel guilty, Brother Liang will not regret it.
The choice made in a moment, even if it means to die, is based on the principle of voluntariness, and does not blame anyone...
The delicate side face, the slits of the eyes that open and close from time to time due to nightmares, and the fleeting blue eyes, sometimes hazy and sometimes clear.
Moreover, people really have to have a "measure" in everything they do.
For example - the stage of tooth extraction was too high, just like the sequelae of a "hangover", the whole body felt uncomfortable to death.
"Xiao Liang, wake up~"
"..."
Hearing the sound of banging on the door, sweet baby Kim Min-joo was the first to get up.
Because I was hungry and had the habit of calling people in the dormitory.
Kim Min-joo, who was sleepy, rubbed his eyes cutely.
Then he climbed onto Jiang Xiaoliang's bed with brisk steps. Minzhou shook Xiaoliang, who was like a salted fish, vigorously. Seeing that she didn't respond, he was used to it.
"Hey Yi Gu, Oh Doc..."
There are no more than three and a half people in the dormitory, so it's impossible to call.
By the way, the extra half is Nako.
Because even if I stay in bed...
When Jiang Xiaoliang was facing the pot, he would always use half more energy to resist and struggle, so the two of them offset each other. Nako was the most tired every time, always angry and annoyed with Liangjiang, helpless and powerless.
"Ha ha."
Sister Nako and Xiao Liang find it funny even thinking about it.
Kim Min Joo flipped up her hair and couldn't help but smile at her beautiful bare face.
Because even in dreams, Jiang Xiaoliang subconsciously protected the "treasure".
Minzhou had no choice but to gently lift the quilt and get into Xiaoliang's arms.
Then he leaned against her particularly warm arms, reached over Ryoko's shoulders, and fumbled around the edge of her bed against the wall.
really--
I could easily grab a chocolate pie in the palm of my hand.
Stealing the "treasure" hidden by Xiaoliang is a great feeling of accomplishment.
This is one of their favorite activities in their dormitory.
"Ah, Minju~"
Jin Minzhou narrowed his eyes happily, and then heard Jiang Huiyuan opposite, even though he was half asleep, he was still persistent, as if talking in his sleep:
"I want one too, Liangzi always hides it from me..."
"Nai, Huiyuan Ernie."
"I want it too~" Cui Ruina said, moving her body slightly towards the small cooling bed, like a drowning person asking for help, stretching out her hand towards Kim Minjoo, wailing and pleading.
"I also want!"
"Minju-chan, Nako also wants Minju-chan's chocolate~"
Finally, the girls in dormitory 233, whose attention was attracted by Xiao Liang's chocolate pie, woke up one after another.
Although I don’t know why the theme song rings.
But remember, there are no classes today, and you don’t have to be tense all the time, thinking about the group duel. You can finally have some free time.
Six girls happily eat chocolate pie.
There is no need to think about anything. Just think about how to comfort Xiaoliang and Liangjiang, who will definitely "run away" after waking up.
"Chichi..."
"hey-hey!"
All of them are still at that cute age where they just look at each other and laugh out loud.
Simple and beautiful.
Outside the door, an energetic voice suddenly sounded:
"Little Liang'er~ wake up~ eh?!"
Zhang Yuanying is still a student and a baby.
She doesn't like to walk slowly at school or at work. When walking, her long legs can't help but start running automatically.
Because if you dance gently, you can reach your destination earlier~
The wind that hits and slides across the face, and the increasingly exciting heartbeat, also make Madoka-san feel happy and fun~
So the thugs who came to wake Xiao Liang up today...
Well, I should call him a helper. There is a cute Madoka classmate.
Then as soon as she entered dormitory 233, her eyes widened.
Because I saw that Xiao Liang’s bed was already occupied by three and a half sisters, namely Kim Min Joo, Cui Ruina, Han Chuyuan, and Sister Nako—“Tell Xiao Liang to get up in three and a half groups.”
Originally there was also Jiang Huiyuan.
But this guy kept yelling and screaming, and finally ended up sleeping with Xiaoliang for no reason.
It's just a "scumbag snack".
"Mo, go away, Guangbei~"
Then Cui Ruina, who was so disgusted, was thrown directly onto her bed.
"Xiao Liang'er? I...I'm here to save you? But..."
Seeing Xiao Liang being "bullied" by her sisters, Xiao Yuan's classmate expressed that she was very panicked and scared.
"On the road", three sisters "jumped over the tower", how can my little assistant protect her?!
Zhang Yuanying had no choice but to put her hands together and clasp her fingers tightly.
Close your eyes and pray cutely.
"A flower of prayer for Xiao Liang'er. I hope all the hurt and pain your sisters have towards you will turn into love, biling biling~"
Madoka-san even added her own sound effects.
Just like a baby, childish and adorable.
"Well…"
Jiang Xiaoliang was pulled up, his pale blue eyes half-open and half-closed, as hazy as a dream.
At this moment, he looked like Bae Zhuhyun, cold and distant.
Being led by someone, she sat paralyzed on Han Chuyuan's bed.
Being held by Jiang Guangbei, who acted as a temporary "human frame", the limp and dozing Liangzi was not allowed to stagger around.
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Chuyuan knew that there was no course and there was no need to get her hair pierced.
So I decided to re-tie Jiang Xiaoliang with the "Xiao Liang Limited Edition" hairband style that countless people have longed for.
The silk-satin printed retro headband from before was hidden somewhere by Jiang Xiaoliang.
But last night, Brother Xiaoliang’s niece, Pei Xiaoxian, seemed to have asked the program team to send a lot of things.
Among them was a black wide-brimmed headband. Before Xiaoliang could hide it, Han Chuyuan secretly hid it.
Hitomi Honda was half-kneeling, leaning behind her.
He gently picked up the comb and tied Liangjiang's slightly upturned and naughty hair behind his head, revealing a smooth and white forehead.
Big sister hi-chan is still angry.
Only at this time, when the sleepy Liangjiang showed her dazed, painful and half-asleep state, would she calm down slightly.
"Yeah." Cui Ruina combed her hair with both hands, biting the rubber band, and asked with a smile:
"Why is there a ringing sound? What are we doing today?"
"I don't know." Although Jin Minzhou woke up first, he was still cute and confused.
"We have to gather anyway!"
"Then we have to hurry up! Ah? Are we wearing no makeup? Yeah~~ Don't forget Xiaoliang's mask!"
"I know, why does she need to wear a mask? The whole pd 48 knows her when she turns into ashes, ah, relatives and friends, yo Luobu, hurry up, hurry up~"
“go go go!
Come on, there's no sound from our second floor, we might be late!
"
"Oh Doc! Oh Doc! Where is Xiao Liang? Hurry up and save him~"
"It's rescuing, it's rescuing~"
Others ended the topic angrily.
Jiang Xiaoliang was finally dealt with.
Classic wide headband, or black and red headband.
It is the velvet model that Pei Zhuhyun likes very much. It can perfectly combine literature and art with retro style, as well as Xiao Liang’s unique temperament.
Pure and clean, with a cool forest feel.
It's stunning and you'll never get tired of watching it.
Sister Wuli, I really want to see her on the show~
Zhang Yuanying squatted on the ground, holding her chin up, looking at Xiaoliang who was dozing with her big bright eyes, and then she heard the sentence that the girls had been waiting for -
"Xiba, Baga... you are all idiots..."
It's like talking in a dream.
Such Ryoko is really Nomu kiyo~
"Hahaha!"
He picked her up and ran away. The girls' laughter was particularly clear and sweet.
This is the most depressing time for Jiang Xiaoliang in a new day.
In the past, listening to it would heal me, but now, after listening to it for a while, I can only feel "depressed" by the title song, like a spring stick mixed with the fragrance of flowers, hitting my little head brightly.
Jiang Xiaoliang was crying and running around in confusion.
She doesn't always think the world is good.
On the contrary, I sometimes feel that the world is quite bad, because the joy in this dormitory seems to have nothing to do with me...