[Entertainment] Come to the bowl

The girl sitting at the top of the stairs had red lips and white teeth, exquisite facial features, a ball of snot and tears, her dark eyes looked wet from crying just now, her shoulders shrugged, and she choked from time to time.

System: "Master, this time the body is Shi Yan, the little princess of Club P!"

"understood."

Nan Zhi replied with sobs, this body has been crying just now, crying heartbreakingly, and it seems that it won't be able to stop for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, the system introduced the situation to Nan Zhi. It is now November 2011. Counting the days, Shi Yan has been practicing in P Club for two years. Because she is young, cute and cute, she usually The inside is sweet and soft, basically it can be said that it is a little princess who is held in the palm of everyone.

Today is her birthday, and it was agreed that her family would take her home to celebrate, but the planned plan had to be cancelled, due to the extra vocal assessment.

If it was just like this, she wouldn't be crying until her eyes were red. What made her saddest was today's vocal music assessment. She only got a D-level evaluation.

There is a lyric in the assessment song, but she can't sing it well in Seoul dialect, and when she sings it, she feels that she has become a Gyeonggi-do dialect.

Almost all the trainees were there during the assessment. When they heard Shi Yan's dialect version of the lyrics, they all laughed out loud and covered their mouths in whispers. How could the little princess not care? After the assessment was over, all the grievances flooded up, and she hid in the stairs where no one usually came to cry secretly.

Nan Zhi had just finished understanding the situation with the system, when she moved her ears, she heard footsteps coming from behind her. Nan Zhi didn't look back when she thought of her current appearance.

She lowered her eyes and saw a pair of black sneakers appearing on her right side. She took a step and walked down step by step. When passing her, she walked straight past her without a single pause.

Nan Zhi glanced at his back. He was tall and thin, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and hips. She nodded wretchedly.

It must be the best when it grows up!

It's a pity that it's not the target of the Raiders, so I can't taste him!

System: "Ding! The target of the strategy appears: the future Seventeen member Quan Yuanyou!"

Raiders target?

where?

She quickly glanced around, except for the boy who was walking downstairs, there was no one else around!

"Fuck! Didn't say it earlier! Are you slow?"

Nan Zhi scolded the system all over her face.

She almost missed a top product!

It's the most embarrassing thing to develop something to play!

But... she likes it!

System: "Master, I was wrong! I was upgrading just now, so the speed of identifying the target of the attack was delayed by a few seconds."

"Of course I choose to forgive you!"

Nan Zhi gritted her teeth and said.

Seeing that the young man was about to reach the corner, Nan Zhi quickly opened her throat to howl, how heart-piercing and how it came, crying so much that the one who heard it was sad, and the one who heard it shed tears.

The young man paused, and secretly tightened his left hand on the handrail of the stairs. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his steps again, and walked down two steps.

Three black lines floated across Nan Zhi's forehead!

He really doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade, he is a straight man like steel.

System: "Your old man howls like a ghost, it's no wonder he can take pity on you!"

Before Nan Zhi scolded it, the system automatically entered the mode of pretending to be dead.

Nan Zhi slobbered a little, wiped two marks on her cheeks, and howled even more vigorously, squinting her eyes halfway to look at the boy who was walking down while crying.

"I'm so pitiful!"

"I'm so miserable!"

"I'm so sad!"

"Don't comfort me, just let me cry and die here alone!"

Nan Zhi howled so hoarsely, she used too much force, it was very contrived!

Quan Yuanyou, who had his back to Nan Zhi, twitched the corners of his eyes. No matter what he heard, the meaning behind the words was for him to comfort her.

He struggled for a while, the girl's cries continued, he finally turned around, and within a few steps came to Nan Zhi, covering her under his own shadow.

"Are you OK?"

The boy took out a pack of tissues from his trouser pocket, handed it to Nan Zhi, and asked dryly.

He was not good at dealing with girls, let alone the delicate and soft Shi Yan in front of him.

He looked at Shi Yan, who lowered her head and wiped her tears, and couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart. She looks cold, but in private, she has a delicate and sweet temperament. She is a little princess who is held in the hands of everyone on weekdays. What kind of grievance is this, to cry like this.