After Becoming a Little |

"Hello? This is the Transportation Allocation Center of Dongshan Third New Industrial Park."

"Hi, I'm a student of Dongshan University."

"Student? I'm sorry, did you make a mistake? We are a transportation distribution center here."

"That's right, I'm looking for you. I heard that there are a group of skilled special vehicle drivers in your park? May I ask a master to help us drive the car at the price of special vehicle rental?"

"Ah, this is fine, what kind of vehicle do you have?"

"According to the classification, it should be a crane, so a crane driver is needed."

"Okay, please register your phone number and name."

"As for the phone number, it's the one I'm calling now—as for the name, it's called Zhuang Guangrui, Zhuang who is solemn, Guang who is vast in the world, and Rui who is wise."

"Okay, Mr. Zhuang Ruizhi, we will give you a contact now."

"...It's Zhuang Guangrui, thank you."

"..."

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Dongshan World Expo Venue

Aliya stood on the high platform, looking at the crowd flowing below, neither happy nor sad.

Only a merciless little fairy can turn the tide at a critical moment, so she is adjusting her expression.

Bichi reporters started to interview, but their attitude was very good, their posture was very low, and they did not dare to have any guiding traps in their words. Even the tone of the propaganda was to follow the rescue action created by Dongshan University itself.

The ghost knows if he will meet some kind of weird second generation as soon as he turns around!

She looked up at the girl in the silver cloak standing like a banner on the high platform, feeling a little scared.

I didn't think so before, I only thought that the other party was a girl with a brain problem, but now looking at the other party at such a young age, she has the style of a handsome man, with the calmness of a mountain collapsed without changing her face, standing on a high platform without any worries. Panic, steady as facial paralysis.

Even she, when the students finished talking about the difficulties they are facing now, could not help but shrink back a bit, but as soon as she turned her head and saw the other party still standing there, she seemed to calm down all of a sudden.

She really deserves to be the daughter of Ai Rulong...

If Aliya knew what reporter Bichi was thinking, she would probably laugh out loud.

At the beginning, Academician ** talked about related issues. The so-called things used by celebrities are called cultural relics, and things used by mortals are waste.

Celebrities like to drink, that's called booze.

Ordinary people like to drink, that is gluttony.

Celebrities show kindness, that is called approachable.

Ordinary people show kindness, that is to cling to the Eight Precepts.

Even some stupid and absurd things done by celebrities can only be called celebrity anecdotes.

And these things that mortals do are naturally ironclad stupid things, irrefutable stupid things.

If there is no halo of Ai Rulong's daughter, it is estimated that Bichi reporters are looking at Alia now as a child, and they have to look at the kind of silly girl who is so scared that she stands on the stage in the middle of the night and blows the cold wind.

How else can I say that the first impression is important? Wasn't the reason why she, Alia, was so generous to Lianhua at the beginning because the first impression was really good?

She also wanted to be a little fairy with no feelings, but the lotus flower was too big...

Speaking of Lianhua, Lianhua arrived, holding a cup of milk tea, Lianhua walked to the bottom of the high platform and waved to Alia: "Aya, is there any problem?"

"You shouldn't ask me that." Aliya jumped down in three steps at a time, touched Lianhua's forehead with her hand, and said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that your body is fine-oh, everyone is so It's ready, so you don't need to bring any milk tea next time."

Speaking of which, she poked her head over and grabbed her habit, which is to take a deep breath, and then she was choked by a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, her eyes widened——

"Well?!!"

Aliya just wanted to turn her head and spit out the weird milk tea, but unexpectedly, Lianhua hugged her and kissed her. The scene where the two beautiful girls were sticking together under the high platform was too exciting. Get out from the side, hold up the embroidered oil-paper umbrella of the elder sister, and stand on tiptoe to cover the interaction between them.

After a long while, with the rolling of the lotus throat, she let go of the hand holding Alia's cheek with flushed cheeks, and looked away not daring to look at her.

Ai Xiaoxian said that she was really weak and couldn't resist, and she would die if she moved now, so she could only be forced to accept this kind of unfair treatment-is it fun to kiss with girlfriends?

It's already three o'clock in the middle of the night, it doesn't matter if I stay up late as a little fairy, but Lianhua hasn't even washed her face and brushed her teeth yet.

What's more, the mouth is full of medicine, even if it's a kiss, it's not damn sweet.

Aliya rubbed the corner of her mouth, and after thinking about it for a while, she was shocked: "The milk tea is here?! Now is not the time to do such things! Put it down!"

"...No, this is the decoction that the old dean made for me, and it was just cooked." Lianhua looked at Alia with some resentment: "It was almost wasted by Aya in the end."

The medicine that the old dean boiled must have a real name bonus, just like academician Zhong Nanshan can suppress upper respiratory diseases with his name, it is a variant of domineering and domineering.

"So you use this method?" Aliya was very heartbroken, she didn't expect Lianhua to be such a superficial girl: "Next time you can pretend to be dizzy and grit your teeth to feed the ones that you can't get in. I can feed you personally , there is no need for this."

Please work harder in the future, thank you.

However, the jokes and ridicules among the girlfriends are all ridicules, and Alia still pouted and tried to use her shallow knowledge of pharmacology to identify what panacea the old dean had concocted.

But in the end, apart from finding that the bitterness in his mouth had turned into a touch of sweetness, nothing was resolved.

It's licorice!She must have added licorice...

Little Aunt Li Guang put away her umbrella, looked at a woman who was approaching cautiously beside her with a blank expression, squinted her eyes and began to pull out her sleeves - the elder sister said before that this woman is a villain.

Bichi reporter actually just wanted to test Ai Xiaoxian's tone again. After all, people are creatures that want to die. Every time they either step into the edge of the abyss and jump repeatedly, or just put their feet together on the high platform and fall directly into it. will repent.

Probing, testing again, looking back and pulling out, the Ghost Knife could not be seen when it was opened—she thought it would be a good idea to cooperate with Ai Xiaoxian, but the premise was that Alia didn't want her.

The other reason is that compared to a hateful capitalist like Ai Rulong, Ai Xiaoxian's motherhood made her unable to resist at all.

Reporters from the Blue Star Republic, who doesn't admire Lu Ji?

The pinnacle of investigative journalists, the real uncrowned king, with iron shoulders to shoulder morality and write articles.

There is one thing to say, she is indeed Lu Wuxia's fan girl. When she debuted back then, she was no different from the rookie now. If I have to say it, it is probably because Lu Wuxia was in the limelight at that time, which made her even more excited. Yearn for.

If I had known that Ms. Ai was Lu Ji's daughter, what conditions should I talk about?

blow!Can blow!Blow to death!

"Hello, Ms. Ai, I - wow! What is this?!"

The Bichi reporter leaned back suddenly, staring in shock at a dark metal stick in front of him.

Little Taoist nun Liguang was too small, like a ghost in the darkness, and everyone would be shocked when she rushed in front of her.

"Back." Little Taoist nun Li Guang pushed the cold stick forward, and said with a wooden face, "Get out of here."

"My kid, I'm a reporter!"

"Stand back and show your credentials."

"I, I'm really a reporter! My press card is here!"

The Bichi reporter felt miserable, and panickedly took out the press card in his pocket, wondering why this little guy made him so scared.

But the eyes of the other party are really scary, like a little wolf, almost glowing green.

At this time, Aliya said at the right time: "Li Guang, come back - I also said that these things cannot be used indiscriminately in the country!"

"...It's a flashlight." Little Taoist nun Li Guang ran back with her short legs, raised the hard and black one in her hand: "Bright flashlight."

"Oh? Such a big one?"

"The battery is relatively large." Saying that, Aunt Li Guang turned on the flashlight and shone it on a wooden board not far away.

In an instant, the bright beam of light was like a searchlight, and even the spot of light on the wooden board made people's eyes so painful that they had to squint, giving the illusion of looking directly at the sun.

The Bichi reporter was afraid after a while, if this thing really shines in the eyes, he should be blind by now...

Aunt Liguang showed the focus of this flashlight, saying that it is actually a relatively high-lumen lighting device that is harmless to humans and animals.

Alia felt very relieved, and touched the head of little Taoist nun Liguang to show her appreciation.

Only the Bichi reporter stared dumbfounded at the white smoke slowly rising from the board that was focused on for a few seconds after the lights went out, feeling astonished as if seeing a ghost.

This--

"Ah, isn't this my good sister whom I don't see every day?" Alia warmly greeted her, plunged into the arms of the Bichi reporter, and rubbed left and right.

Then she leaned back suspiciously and rubbed her face, it seemed that the face felt a little different from what she had expected.

"You..." Alia thought so, looked at big sister Bichi, and made a gesture of holding the ball with her hands on her chest: "Here, have some small changes been made?"

Seriously speaking, there are only two ways to interrupt this kind of tax-evading, self-willed, happy-go-lucky little fairy.

The first is a force stronger than hers, describing what is reason from the physical level.

And the second type, with a more beautiful face than hers, takes the lead in the aura field and is invincible.

But obviously, reporter Bichi didn't have either, so she could only hold back: "Chang—ah, I...well, I...women like beauty, it's normal, right?"

"Yes." Aliya nodded, but her expression looked somewhat disappointed.

As a child who lacked maternal love since she was a child, her childhood was accompanied by her mother's strange size.

Even when I grow up later, there are some things that I don't have.

Although in theory there should be, but if there is no, there is no.

It's hard to say that I found a good sister, although she is a bitch, but she is also a bitch with an extremely interesting soul light.

But at least the other party has a heart-warming size, which can be regarded as a little consolation-I didn't expect that in this cold society, even the heart-warming naizi is fake.

She turned her head and plunged into Lianhua's arms, beeping a few times, feeling so wronged.

Not alive!The human heart is too sinister!

Bichi reporter is more wronged than her, what do you mean?What's the meaning?

But she is an adult, and adults only talk about good and bad, not right and wrong.

The Bichi reporter cleared his throat: "Student Ai, it's like this. I want to interview you about this incident while everyone is resting. What do you think?"

"This incident?"

"Yes, it's about saving the Infinity Rubik's Cube pavilion at the World Expo."

"Oh, it's not me who is the main contributor this time, it's the one next to me—she is the hero holding the sky with one hand. There is a saying in Dongshan Jianyuan, "Look at the hands, mend the cracks in the sky", which is what she said. It is a spirit of not being afraid of hardships and exploring hard work.”

"Haha, is that so? We will interview this classmate later, but now I want to know about your contribution, classmate Ai." Bichi reporter smiled reservedly, with a little alienation in his reservedness.