My roommate is weird

"Look! It's Sister Su!"

"Sister Su, Sister Su, come and play Truth or Dare."

Not far away, Su Zhiling, who was dragging Yang Ling around, was pulled aside by a group of her own fans. Fortunately, they were all girls, otherwise the little fox would just turn around and run away without even looking back.

This group of girls is also a mixed bag, including members of the Song family's student union.

The fans who pulled the little fox happily introduced their goddess sister to their companions.

Su Zhiling could only join in with an awkward smile.

"By the way, why do you have to drag me? It's really troublesome to take care of you after playing games all day long."

Yang Ling, who thought he was the head of the family, was quite upset.

A cute young lady in a sweater took Yang Ling's arm, and the civilized AI who lost his head because of this dared not scold.

"My head has been..."

"This sister's retro style looks good~"

"Sister is so beautiful, have you considered making a video?"

The unreserved words of praise from the surrounding face-controlling sisters forced the little AI to show an inscrutable (smug) smile and stopped complaining.

"Of course, this is Yang Xueqiao's favorite style."

This little brat is still pretending, Su Zhiling pouted silently.

I'll buy a cheongsam by the way.

Nothing, the main thing is to look good.

The person to be punished in this truth-or-dare is determined by beating the drum and passing the flower. A blindfolded person (Yang Ling crazy self-recommended) plays and pauses a song at will, and the person who has the flower in his hand at the first pause chooses punishment.

The first pass was good, and the slap was quick. Su Zhiling looked at the flower in her hand in confusion.

"Let's choose the truth."

How come it's such a coincidence that we stop as soon as we touch the flower?

The little fox looked suspiciously at Yang Ling in the crowd.

"When does my sister plan to make another high-quality short video like Sister Yang's first appearance?"

Speaking of which, Su Zhiling also remembered that the recent low-invasive video of Qiafan was really a little sorry for the audience.

"Wait until after the New Year's Eve party. We really don't have time to rehearse recently."

"Then tomorrow is the school's New Year's Eve party?"

"So it will definitely work within a week."

The female fan girl who got the answer she wanted sat back contentedly.

"Then start the second one!"

The human timer was more anxious than the players, and the red flower was passed around in the crowd again.

The moment Su Zhiling touched the flower, the music stopped again.

???

How did this guy see with his eyes blindfolded?

Seeing the smirk on the giant baby's face, the little fox immediately understood the cause and effect.

"We still choose the truth."

The girls on one side got together to discuss for a while and sent a representative.

"Does my sister have someone she likes?"

The shy young lady blushed and asked.

"No……"

A soft and waxy voice came from beside my ear.

"Sister Fox?"

"What's the matter? Xiaohanbao."

But when the little fox followed the voice, he saw Yang Xueqiao who was being hugged by An Pingyue as a pillow, but the other party showed no sign of looking over.

A white and tender little one.

Are we hallucinating?

The little fox was stunned.

"Say it, say it!"

The anxious Yang Ling took off the blindfold and urged with a smirk, as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"It seems to have?"

"What is it like? Yes, yes, no, no!"

Su Zhiling, who couldn't bear it any longer, stepped forward and pinched Yang Ling's face.

"Why do you talk so much?"

……

Naturally, An Pingyue, who was hugging a pillow for the elderly, could not escape the lively party. Su Zhiling, who was full of sourness, punished Yang Ling and then transferred the firepower to pull the girls to An Pingyue's side.

Wu Yangyang, a large group of ladies and sisters surrounded An Pingyue and stared at them. By the way, there was a fox drooling at the little guy in everyone's arms.

"Senior Anping, don't be bored by yourself, come play drumming and passing flowers."

The other little girls who didn't dare to talk to An Pingyue also looked at An Pingyue who looked like a goddess in the center of the crowd with glowing eyes.

This is Yueshan's No.1 Yuan. It's hard to see each other, let alone chat and play.

Why are these people like zombies...

An Pingyue sighed for the comfortable retirement life she was about to leave, and nodded by the way.

"Don't cheat this time! Be careful I won't let you play with your phone!"

Yang Ling looked at the little fox with its fangs and claws and shuddered silently. If he played tricks on this guy again, he would probably bite someone later.

Those things in the mind of the idiot host on one side have long known that they are meaningless.

Master Xinglan has a great kindness and great virtue for teaching me the game, so naturally we can't repay kindness for revenge. Although we are AI, we are a quality AI.

An Pingyue on one side had a casual smile on his face.

Yang Ling made up his mind and pulled down the blindfold.

The red fake flowers are passed around again in this hundred gardens of Yingyingyanyan.

After the sound of "pata" when the music stopped, the red flower passed to An Pingyue's hands.

Li Qinghe next to him was holding a small fan and hiding his mouth, don't think it must be a gloating expression, his mother's movement of handing flowers just now was very neat.

"I choose big adventure!"

Just kidding, if I choose the truth, I am afraid that my little gossip will be wiped out.

An Pingyue knew very well that Li Qinghe was at the professional level in this regard.

"Let's sing a song then."

The smiling Li Qinghe stretched out his hand and patted his daughter's shoulder without any airs, and imperceptible tears glistened in his slightly narrowed eyes because of the smile.

"Great!"

Under the leadership of the little guy, the young ladies around also began to cheer, and An Pingyue's singing was recognized by everyone.

"Well then..."

Everyone's lady stretched out her hand to take the microphone handed by someone else, feeling a little complicated in her heart.

The audio system in this box is also well-equipped, and An Pingyue ordered songs on the tablet.

"I'm An Pingyue, and I'm bringing you the song "The Loneliness Not Alone"."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole meeting place fell into silence, and the stupid big man who would come greeted a few people and ran over to turn off the lights.

Under the leadership of Su Zhiling, everyone praised the venue and turned on the light mode of the mobile phone, shaking it slightly like a light stick.

Unlike the songs An Pingyue sang in the past, this song is very unpopular, even just listening to the prelude, no one feels familiar.

The melody of the song is a bit too weird and subtle.

It is constantly switching between lively joy and loneliness, with a complex style.

It's not so much a song as it is a random graffiti of a mental patient being performed by a band with nothing to do.

This is also a major reason for the unpopularity of the song, but the song sung by An Pingyue at this moment is even better than the original one.

In the one and one close of the reddish lips, two completely opposite music styles are subtly blended together.

Despair in ease, smile in despair.

As time passed, the song came to an abrupt end.

Compared with the strange style before, this way of ending is also reasonable.

"Senior Anping..."

The little guy pulled An Pingyue's sleeve and was speechless for a while.

"Sister Anping, this is a gift from me."

Qin Xinglan took out a gift box with complicated decorations, which interrupted the somewhat sad and inexplicable atmosphere of the scene just right.

An Pingyue also realized the mood of the people around her, sighed at her rare willfulness, and then restored her usual bright smile.

"What Qin Xuemei gave me must be a weapon, right?"

"That's right, it's a dagger I made myself."

Qin Xinglan looked puzzled, the gift box hadn't been opened yet, how did the other party know.

"Why would someone give a girl a dagger? Brother, you are so straight."

The young ladies on one side covered their lips and smiled, and then they all sent their own gifts.

The little fox also took advantage of the opportunity to send out her knitted gloves. She didn't like the twists and turns, so she stepped forward and put them on An Pingyue's hands.

"How? Is it suitable?"

"Well, it's very comfortable."

The delicate sewing technique is painstaking at first glance, and the whole glove looks even better than some handmade gloves that cost tens of thousands.

Feeling that someone was pulling her sleeve, An Pingyue turned her head and saw that it was really a little guy.

"Sister Anping, my birthday present to you is..."

"Is it you?"

An Pingyue smiled, half-jokingly.

"It is not……"

The little guy lowered his head with a blushing face, a little awkward.

At this time, there was a loud bang, and the thick glass door of the KTV was kicked to pieces.