Little Girlfriend - Chapter 1

In March, spring flowers bloom.

After lunch, I took a few photos of the peach trees that had just spit out their buds. Ai Xiao returned to the dormitory from outside, took off the fisherman hat and sat down to drink water. She was alone in the dormitory. Ai Xiao took out her phone, added filters to the photo, and secretly posted it on her Weibo account.

Did Goddess Yan release a new song today: “Peach blossoms will bloom soon, spring is coming~<(￣︶￣)>”

After posting this, she held her chin and slowly landed on the author’s tuba. After flipping through the renovation news, I saw that a reader had set up a picture for the person she drew, clicked forward, and wrote two words and a punctuation mark at the same time.

Jinjiang bitter day: “Thank you.”

Soon, the following readers began to reply – “Da Da is so cold today”, “Oh my God, I have already made up the sound of bombing the universe when I said thank you”, “You all get out of the way! Marry me TAT”, “So no one of you pays attention to the character design…”

Seeing these daily confessions, Ai Xiao laughed sullenly.

In the summer when the college entrance examination ended three years ago, she was inexplicably dragged to participate in a YY song party of lily collaborators. At that time, she only wrote three books with tepid results, and there were not many readers, but everyone was shocked when she opened her mouth to sing.

She sang a magnificent theme song of a TV series, and her voice was so sassy and soothing, that a group of girls could not wait to marry her on the spot. It’s a pity that this rookie writer called Ku Day didn’t say anything extra except singing, and went straight to the wheat after singing. And until now, apart from the audio of her singing, there is no other voice-related information on the entire Internet, and no real photos have been circulated.

Later, the hard days became better and better. Three books a year, with stable output, and has been written by a well-known writer of Jinjiang Lily Channel. This audio is naturally more precious and rare. And a group of new readers after listening to the audio of that year, invariably made up the image of a general attacking sister.

Ai Xiao thought, this is actually a misunderstanding. She usually speaks well, but only when she sings will she have that kind of voice. She shook her head, put her phone aside, turned her head to open the computer and logged in to the chat software, and saw that the people in the author group were Aite herself.

Cowardly cat: Your goddess has released a new song! @day day

Day and day: ! !

Day and day: ah ah ah ah ah!

The well-known high-cold lily collaborator Ku Day instantly turned into a fan girl, her face flushed red. Cowardly cat sent a Weibo link very intimately, Ai Xiao clicked the link, and excitedly clicked the play button.

Yan Tang is a new cover singer in the ancient style circle three years ago. The number of plays of the first song exceeded 100,000, and he became famous with one song. She has been in love with Goddess Yan for three years, but every time she listens to her new song, she still has a feverish feeling of love.

Three minutes later, she held her little red face and couldn’t hold back her smirk.

Help! How can someone sing so well!

The roommate who was facing the bed happened to push the door and came in at this time. Seeing her like this, he shook his head helplessly and asked her, “What’s the matter, Yantang has released a new song again?”

“Ah? Hmm.” Ai Xiao was suddenly pulled back to reality by his roommate’s voice, took off his earphones, and pinned the short hair on the side of his face behind his red ears.

Huang Xiaoyue put down her schoolbag, came over and rubbed her fluffy head, handed the textbook to her and said flatteringly, “Okay, don’t be a nympho. I’ll make up the exam next week, Master Xueba will make a point? You? I don’t want to see the cute I rebuild, right?”

Of course, Ai Xiao agreed, clicked the mouse, and liked the goddess’s Weibo. Trying to calm down, she closed the computer and took out a pen to explain the key points to her roommates.

This lecture lasted for an hour. At the end, her roommate looked at her with admiration. Ai Xiao looked back at the mirror, as if she saw some halo on her head.

After downloading the new song of the goddess, Ai Xiao turned off the computer. There was a class in the afternoon. She stretched her waist and carried her schoolbag, stood in front of the full-length mirror, straightened her messy short hair, and buttoned herself a black fisherman hat. Huang Xiaoyue, who was going to skip class for self-study, stood behind her and straightened her hair in front of the mirror, without being obstructed by her line of sight.

Ai Xiao sighed deeply, looked up resentfully at her roommate who was a head taller than her, and slowly opened the door. The door handle of the dormitory just reached her chest, she raised her hand to unscrew the handle, sighed deeply, ran back and grabbed the earphone, and then she left the dormitory.

She has thought about this question countless times—in the eyes of Lily readers, a 1.8-meter-high general attack, the reality is a 1.5-meter-five soft girl, if they knew the truth…what would happen?

Ai Xiao tugged her hat down, put on her headphones, and hid her little face in the shadow of the brim. Listening to the goddess’s new work, she walked quickly to the third teaching building.

On the way, the song of the goddess continued to circulate, the clear and ethereal voice flowed into both ears, and everything around him became quiet. She took out her mobile phone to log in to Penguin, and just wanted to discuss Yantang’s new song with the author’s small group, but saw someone in the reader group Aite her.

She rarely speaks in the group, and occasionally she speaks mostly to promote her new articles and the new articles of her friends. Originally wanted to ignore this Aite, but seeing the word “Yan Tang” in the latest news, she quickly clicked on the reader group.

It was discussing Yantang, and most of the people were shouting for the goddess Yan. She turned a few pages up and saw the content of Aite.

“Seeing that you have liked Goddess Yan’s new song, do you like Yan Tang too? @漢日”

like? !

Ai Xiao was stunned for a moment, opened Weibo, entered Yantang’s Weibo homepage, and saw a red thumb up on the latest Weibo.

…so did she forget to change her Weibo when she liked it?

She has never used the author account to follow Yantang. All likes and comments are forwarded on the trumpet account. I didn’t expect to be so rushed at noon today that she forgot to change her account.

Ai Xiao is not used to expressing her personal preferences on Weibo. She is a big tree and attracts the wind. When she wrote the first red text in the early years, some people said that she was hugging the thigh of a certain god. Because it was written about Lily, and then someone YY was a couple with a certain author, so she didn’t want to reveal her preferences on the tuba.

But the like has already been clicked, and it seems very hypocritical to cancel it now, after all, many of her readers have already seen it.

The most important thing is that she can’t tell the lie of “don’t like” at all!

Goddess Yan is so good! How could she not like it!

Ai Xiao helped her earphones and replied in the reader group: “Well, I like it.”

“The goddesses in my two circles actually have a little bit of connection!”

“Which song do you like the most?”

“Group photo in the front row! The last time I saw a living day was during the New Year…”

“Raise your hand if you want to hear the day to sing again!”

“Don’t talk about my hands and feet, I’ll lift you up :

…

The news in the reader group was quickly refreshed, and her reply exploded to hundreds of readers at a time. The news was refreshed so quickly that she could hardly see what everyone was talking about.

She vaguely saw a question about which song she liked the most, she thought about it, and typed – “I like each song, no distinction is made.”

After saying this, she cut out the reader group and entered the author group of seven people.

Day and day: I just liked and forgot to change the number QAQ

Cowardly cat: 233333 saw it, my readers are discussing whether the mysterious day is like Yantang.

McLee: Waxing, if they knew their family was actually a crazy fangirl…

Daytime: Stop talking! I can’t even think about it!

Mike Tong: Yes, and secretly building a Weibo account to lick the goddess tsk tsk tsk~

Day and day: Oh right = mouth = I haven’t updated that Weibo yet.

Ai Xiao hurriedly landed on the small Weibo, and saw a lot of Yantang fans, Aite himself, and almost hit a telephone pole when he was flipping through it.

The basketball court is not far from here, and there are many people practicing ball inside, and there is an applause from time to time. She blushed and pulled down the brim of her hat, trotting away from the scene.

“Quickly update Weibo, don’t look at Huaguduo @yan goddess has a new song released today”

“Master Po is about to come out to work! @Goddess Yan released a new song today”

“It’s so slow today, bad comment @Goddess Yan released a new song today”

…

Ai smiled and smiled. I don’t know if there are so many people Aite herself, will the goddess see herself? Clicking on the special attention group, she forwarded the Weibo promoted by Yantang’s new song.

Has Goddess Yan released a new song today: “Send it!!!”

When she hit the exclamation mark, she almost hit the telephone pole again, looked up at the innocent telephone pole, and ran away with a blushing face.

Not far from the basketball court, a girl with a high ponytail just finished playing basketball and was sitting on the steps drinking water. She saw the little man over there almost hit a telephone pole twice in a row, and a sip of mineral water almost spurted out. .

The girl who played basketball together threw her a towel, Yi Xian shouted “thank you”, wiped the sweat on her neck, and lowered her head to send a message to her good friend.

Mr. Xian: Damn, I saw a girl just now. She is estimated to be 1.5 meters tall. She is very cute, wearing a fisherman hat and a small skirt. She was playing with her mobile phone on the road and almost hit a telephone pole twice. It made me want to rush over to kiss her and hold her high, so cute.

Yan Laishi: So small? Don’t scare people, okay?

President Xian: Oh, I was just thinking about it. How about your new song today?

Yan Laishi: It should be alright. I went to the studio after I posted it, but I didn’t read it.

Yi Xian snorted and decided to go to Weibo to see the data, and then saw a more powerful news.

President Xian: Hey, let me go, someone on Weibo said that my goddess actually admitted to the readers that she likes you! ! God how could she like you? ? ?

When the geese come: who?

President Xian: The bitter day, just the thief and the cold lily, sing to break the sky! I said, if you two knew each other, she would be ashamed to attack you 🙂

Yan Lai Shi: Oh really?

Yan Tang tapped the frame of the phone lightly and added another sentence.

When the geese come: then I’ll wait 🙂

The author has something to say:

The new text is short of everything, if you like it, please let me see your cute enthusiasm! The update time is tentatively scheduled at 10:00 am every day, and the first three chapters have red envelopes in the messages of the day~

This article is inspired by a girl I saw in the school cafeteria. The girl seems to be only a little over 1.4 meters tall, with short hair sprouting into the sky! After I came back, I couldn’t control myself and opened a new article, and changed my height to 1.5 meters. I hope everyone likes q(≧▽≦q)

I would like to thank my one-meter-five roommate who made an elegant contribution to this article, thank a friend of mine for the various life experiences he told me, and thank Xipi for his history of blood and tears. (So ​​why are there 1.5-meter cuties around me?!)

So, can you see that Mike Li and Mike Tong in the group are actually CP and me?

On April 22, 17, cp helped to read the text.

cp: at the door handle of the dormitory, you hurt me

cp: Not to the chest! Up to the stomach, okay?

Me: I tried it with my roommate…

cp:…

cp (grief and anger): Why is your dormitory door handle so high! !

Me: hahahahaha

cp: don’t laugh! !

after awhile.

cp: Seriously, looking at the character you wrote, it’s kind of embarrassing to look at yourself

cp: I once hit a telephone pole while eating

cp: the biscuits have been knocked off

I continue: hahahahaha

cp: don’t laugh! !

[Summary: How can my cp be so cute! 】