Sylvie and Her New Owner

[Ai Qing]: Actually, I was a fan of the song and dance old thief before, and now I am a fan of Si Kongqing_(:з)∠)_

[Porridge with ice]: Haha, I understand, several boys in the group are like this~

It looks like it won't be worn out.

Hill heaved a sigh of relief, and opened his Weibo again.She looked at her ID, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

As a certified big V, she can also change her name.

The loss of changing the name is likely to be great-many book friends may not be able to find her, and a bunch of passer-by fans may not be able to find her from a lot of attention, but...she still wants to do it.

She willful and extremely determined, changed her Weibo ID to [Aiqing].

Although there are many consequences...but, in front of Si Kongqing, her attitude has always been——

Leave it alone.

All she knows is that she is happy now.She wanted to find Si Kongqing, what?Still angry?Si Kongqing teased her so much, she was so happy, she had long forgotten about that little thing.

"Sister Yao~"

"exist."

"Send me to Sikong Qingna!"

She jumped into the car happily, and the unknown malice would eventually come.

PS: There will be no misunderstanding, third party intervention, etc., but...

There must be some small setbacks ヾ(O?O3)ノ

Chapter 180 Four: The Wind Mansion

Si Kongqing took off his earphones and walked out of the practice room. There was a lunch box brought by the staff at the door.

Two foam lunch boxes, one box of rice and one box of vegetables, were hot in the hands. The overflowing oil and water soaked the plastic bag, and a few potato shreds were sprinkled inside. Touching through the bag would be stained with oil, filling her with tears. An unfamiliar sense of cheapness.

It really makes people lose their appetite.

She tilted her head, thought for a while, and felt that it would be disrespectful to throw them away and order takeaway, and it was also quite embarrassing, so she simply tied a knot and carried them in and put them aside, planning to be hungry all afternoon.

It's not a big deal to miss a meal. Anyway, she was used to an irregular life before, and she is not hungry now.

goo—

……

She pursed her lips and covered her belly, undeniably feeling that her body had been raised delicately.

At this time, I can't help thinking that Hill asked her out for lunch but was rejected by him, and I feel a little bit regretful.Although she was still aggrieved by Hill's refusal to make it public, but...if Hill could show up in front of her with some delicious food now, she would be able to calm down immediately.

Don't make it public.

She sat there for a while, and was about to put on the earphones again, but there was a disturbance from outside the door.

"Bang bang bang."

Her eyes lit up. Is it the person she was expecting?

The person outside the door didn't speak, and deliberately asked her to guess. When she opened the door, the girl's smiling face was subtle and gentle, and she was really the person she was expecting.

Sikong Qing blocked the door: "How did you find this place?"

Hill chuckled: "Sister Yao told me the way."

Sikong Qing turned sideways, and Hill quickly got in, looking around.The size of the recording studio is similar to that of a small KTV room, with a drum kit and other musical instruments stacked next to the microphone in the middle, and a small glass window in front of it, like a prison visitation.

"Have you eaten?" Hill faced her, bent down and patted the microphone, and asked loudly.But the microphone switch was off, and her voice was embarrassingly small.

"Didn't eat." Simple and clear answer.

Hill glanced at the boxed lunch on the ground, recalling the big meal he ate at noon, and accidentally burped.

Si Kongqing glanced at her with a calm face: "I'm not hungry."

It's almost like trying to hide something.

Hill approached with a shy face: "Then you...do you want to eat me?"

It was the first time she said such "shameless" words, her face was flushed, and it was obvious that she was deliberately trying to please her.

The subtext could not be more obvious——

You can do whatever you want in private, but don't come out publicly, okay?

Hill is really cowardly.She was afraid that others would catch her and Si Kongqing's sisterhood and scold her, her fragile glass heart was vulnerable to a single blow.

Si Kongqing stretched out his hand and touched Hill's waist: "This is monitored, is it okay?"

Hill was taken aback and hurried back.

"I lied to you."

Si Kongqing showed a rare evil smile.

The door was knocked again.

"Please come in."

It was Fan Yao who came in, holding a delicate wooden barrel, with a faint fragrance of vegetables wafting from it.

"I brought you food," Hill whispered next to him, "I asked Sister Yao to carry it."

Si Kongqing doesn't have the tsundere attribute, only the stubborn dead child attribute. Hill didn't mention the "not hungry" that Si Kongqing said before, but just put the lunch box on the table, and then opened it: "Eat, don't get cold."

Si Kongqing picked up the spoon, and before starting, she paused for a long time, finally sighed, lowered her head and said:

"If you want to make it public someday... just let me know."

Her compromising manner made Hill feel like an irresponsible scumbag.

no!She is not!Why is Si Kongqing so obsessed with coming out publicly!Just like a naive boy who insists on taking his girlfriend to ride a bicycle around a school with strict school rules, he is not afraid of being caught by the teacher.

She took out her mobile phone and started to change the subject: "Your fans and I have become one."

"Well. How are they?"

"That's your fan, don't you understand?" Hill gave her a white look, "They are all very good young ladies, and there are many two thorny apes chasing after you. I heard sister Yao say that you The positioning of fans is like this, Miss Sister and Otaku."

"Well," Si Kongqing lost interest, "almost."

"Be more enthusiastic about fans." Emperor Hill was not in a hurry, "Occasionally go to Chaohua to sign in and interact, otherwise fans will be cold-hearted."

No one wants their love to be unrequited.

Si Kongqing didn't speak, she just wanted to sing for others and didn't want to interact with others, the crowd of fans was like steam in the bathroom, although it was warm, it made people breathless.But if she wanted to sing to more people, she had to accept these.

"Why are you acting like a little assistant," she said.

Hill stuck out his tongue and smiled playfully: "Then do you like it?"

Si Kongqing was sitting on a chair at this time, he hadn't eaten yet, and Hill was standing behind her backrest.She felt that Hill had been seducing her today, and if she wanted to use a picture to illustrate it, it was simply "probing on the verge of being fucked".

She turned around, hooked the girl's neck, pressed her lips to her own, and told her whether she liked it or not.

Hill struggled symbolically, then wallowed in it.

Fan Yao turned her back silently, suppressing her sense of existence to a minimum.What are the two ladies going to do?Is it okay to do that in front of her?She sneaked a glance behind and saw the second young lady sitting on the eldest young lady's lap. She had seen many such postures in small movies...

"Hill, Hill..."

Hill opened his blurred eyes, Si Kongqing didn't know when he stopped, and just hugged her.She trembled all over, realizing that she seemed to be dying after being kissed and touched a few times, and she was ashamed.

The sticky feeling between the legs... How will I live in the future!

She looked at Si Kongqing, afraid that this person would think she was strange, or say "You are so sao" out of her mouth.

As a result, Si Kongqing looked into her eyes and said seriously:

"Next time you come, you can wear a skirt."

I added in my heart that it is also possible not to bring Fan Yao.

A few weeks later, Voice of China's team formation session ended, and each instructor had eight students, and the students who were not selected by the instructor left sadly in the company of relatives and friends. The huge hotel slowly became It's a lot empty.

As for Si Kongqing's Weibo, in just one month, the number of fans has reached nearly 500 million, which is not at all as fast as a player who hasn't debuted yet.Some people questioned that it was full of zombie fans, but the number of retweets and comments are the most intuitive manifestations - there is no water in it, at least, it is much more real than many traffic stars.

"But I still can't believe that the number of fans has increased so quickly." Hill flipped through Weibo and said while supporting his head.

Sikong Qing sat aside, thinking for a moment: "This is not my only fan."

"what?"

"It's the two of us."

The frequent interaction has long tied their accounts together. Fans are eager to know about idol's dynamics, so they will follow the other person to get more information.

Hill thought, it is true, sometimes when she posts "It's cold today, please wear more clothes", a group of Si Kongqing's caring female fans will come to her Weibo and say "Please sister Sama take care of us Qingqing, She wears so thin in the show" and so on, making her jealous.

Why do her fans only say "Bone Spirit freezes to death, you bastard"? !

Maybe this is the difference between an internet celebrity and a celebrity.

The fans only noticed that Si Kongqing wore less clothes, but no one noticed that she was so miserable that her back hurt every day.

"Fans..."

She shook her head.

What a group of humble yet great creatures.

She used to be quite disgusted with groupies, but now that she has a deeper understanding of them, she knows their persistence.Condemnation and anti-criminal propaganda... She was forced to learn this knowledge in the group, amazed that this group of fans are angels, right?The devotion without complaints reminds her of her parents... Fans are indeed the parents of stars.

[Sikongqing's little padded jacket]: The singing and dancing are great, I don't care to disturb you, did Qingqing not sleep well for a few days?Sorry to trouble you again...