[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

Mo Zhixi realized that she was a public figure when the crew of "Jingbai Beacon Fire" released the third clip on Weibo, and that clip was Huo Fu's compilation.

When it started with the extremely bright ditang flowers, there were the famous young Huo Jingbai and the naive and naughty Huo Tang.

That kind of brilliance belongs only to that era, that short few years called the Republic of China.

That group of people is called the people of the Republic of China.

At the end of the film, there are the distant smoke of wolves and the panic of people, and in the final darkness, only the ditang flowers hanging down on the slumped courtyard wall are brilliant.

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As soon as the film was released, the Jingbai Beacon Fire started before it was broadcast.

Even Lin Fengming, Yang Xilan and Mo Zhixi were on the hot search list at the same time.

Coupled with Huo Jingbai and Song Ziyun together with hot searches and Young Master Huo alone, Jingbai Fenghuo dominates the top five hot searches, which can be described as a smash hit.

"Xiaozhi, did you see it?"

Wang Cen was calling on WeChat, his voice was trembling. He had been filming the Republic of China films for more than ten years, and gained a lot of fame, but he never caught on.

Jingbai Beacon Fire is a work he has been working on for several years. He thought that this painstaking effort would be submerged in cold water just like in the past.

But who would have thought that the pie would be a good luck pie.

Sure enough, the young master Huo he chose was a koi carp, the lucky star of their crew and Wang Cen's lucky star.

"What did you see?"

Mo Zhixi didn't know what happened, he was lying lazily on the back sofa of the milk tea shop, sipping a cup of milk tea full of small ingredients.

"Weibo! Weibo!" Wang Cen's trembling voice became more and more trembling, with endless uncontrollable excitement.

"Oh, Weibo."

Mo Zhixi sipped the milk tea calmly, and chewed it happily when he took a bite of the ingredients.

When his old-fashioned phone finally loaded the Weibo interface, Jingbai Fenghuo was already a hot topic.

"Wow!" Mo Zhixi performed a milk bun-like shock on the spot.

Oh my god, Mo Zhixi's name is now on Weibo's trending searches, not a certain rookie, a certain actor with the surname M...

[Naixi and milkxi rush forward: Under the flowers of Ditang, I see only the young man.The future is indefinite, and the road ahead is visible. 】

[A shit stick: The shit stick performed a red apricot climbing the wall on the spot, and Young Master Huo poked my heart.King Benfeng said that he climbed the wall for a second, I'm sorry for my little Fengming, shitstick loves you. 】

[Big Demon King: Milkshake's face and performance, milk powder means that you will always be with me! 】

Mo Zhixi likes these playful and cute fans, and can always think of countless funny jokes and say countless words of praise from the heart.

Although he has experienced cyber violence, he has also seen those familiar IDs turn from fans to black.But Mo Zhixi still has the purest and most sincere heart.

He would look through the cuteness left by fans, and when he saw Heizi, he didn't feel any complaints.

If he likes them, he likes them too; if he doesn't like them, he will naturally ignore them.

I don't know which fan came up with the milk powder first. When Mo Zhixi saw it, the milk powder had already become the name of his fans.

One by one, the milk powder, the milk powder is calling, rolling up a trend.

There was soft music playing in the milk tea shop, and Mo Zhixi was flipping through her phone lazily, when suddenly several screams came.

"Nai Xi!"

"Oh my god! It's Naixi! Mamma Mia! Live—"

"Nai Xi Nai Xi, woo woo woo, soft and cute and full of milk flavor, I really miss rua~"

A few girls were lying outside the glass of the milk tea shop, and the excitement could directly fall into Mo Zhixi's ears through the glass doors and windows of this shop.

The noise frightened the milk bun, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of milk tea into its throat, coughing suddenly.

"Cough cough—cough!"

The cough was earth-shattering, and Mo Zhixi coughed until his eyes watered.

"You, hello, cough—" Mo Zhixi didn't smile for half a second, but the itchiness in his throat made him continue to cough.

"Naixi! We are all, milk, milk powder!" The hands of those little girls were shaking with excitement.

For a beauty fan, what can be more exciting than seeing an idol is that the idol in reality is more beautiful and creamy than the one on the screen.

It's just like the breastfeeding that came out of the minds of thousands of girls.Beautiful long legs and a milky face, his family's milk Xi has both.

"Naixi! Sign your name." A girl took out a pen from her pocket and handed it to Mo Zhixi, then pulled the corner of her clothes and stuffed it into Mo Zhixi's hand.

"Okay." It was the first time Mo Zhixi signed autographs for fans.

In the past, he lived under Zhang Jinpai's high-pressure control from the beginning of his debut. At that time, he was forced to be busy recognizing his brother and sister in the entire entertainment circle.

Living among brothers and sisters piled up with falsehoods ruined all the popularity of passers-by, and also laid the groundwork for being hacked by the entire Internet.

It's hard for Mo Zhixi to describe his mood at the moment, like a hungry person who was suddenly stuffed with a pie, but he didn't dare to eat it.

He was afraid that if he ate it, he would be gone...

He, Mo Zhixi, is a coward!

It looks like a cheerful child, but in fact it is a little ghost hiding in the dark.Quietly pawing at the crack of the door, he tentatively took a step towards the outside.

Mo Zhixi awkwardly signed the names according to the wishes of the little girls, and took a picture. He smiled softly, his brows and eyes full of bright colors.

When those little girls left, they gave Mo Zhixi a bunch of dolls. Those dolls were all white and fat buns, and the buns' faces looked like Mo Zhixi's Q-version villain.

"Nai Xi, I see you off! Be happy!"

"I look forward to seeing Naixi on the screen!"

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Mo Zhixi had a bunch of milk buns in his arms, he walked out of the milk tea shop with silly joy, leaned against the street lamp on the street, and poked the white buns in the face one by one.

He never knew that that group of fans would actually use him as a prototype to make such a gadget, each one of them would really like to have a bite.

Mo Zhixi did eat it, like a cub who was stealing food in the kitchen, he quietly looked here and there, and only picked up a white bun after making sure no one noticed him.

Aww...

tasteless.

When Yu Zeshen arrived following the direction Mo Zhixi sent, as soon as he stopped the car, he saw his Xi Bao foolishly nibbling on the plush toy.The little face was bulging, and the eyes were erratic.

"Xi Bao." Yu Zeshen rolled down the window.

Mo Zhixi shook violently, and let go of her hand...

The white buns in his arms rolled to the ground like this, and some of them fell under the car by coincidence.

"Lost……"

Mo Zhixi's blushing little face carried a very different color.He just had a whim, wanted to taste his own taste, whether it was as sweet and fragrant as his Ah Shen kept saying.

It's like milk powder soaked just right.