？！

What do you mean that I am very similar to you?!

Because it's very similar, it will be worshipped, so it can be said that you are too narcissistic, right?

Bai Xiaosheng has never speculated on others with the worst malice, but the other party's words made her angry and funny. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Qiaoqiao's answer this time, objectively speaking, is simply a personality insult to her Bai Xiaosheng!

Because no matter how she opened her eyes and observed, Zhang Qiaoqiao did not resemble her in any place.

Bai Xiaosheng's appearance is biased towards a charming and enchanting vixen, while Zhang Qiaoqiao is a girl who looks quite pure and beautiful, and the temperament of her appearance alone is two extremes, and it is impossible to be similar at all.

As for the character... Bai Xiaosheng rarely imposes his subjective will on others when it comes to people and things, but Zhang Qiaoqiao's style of life is that he often puts his personal thoughts on others.

It's not the same at all!

The corners of Bai Xiaosheng's mouth twitched, and he smiled dryly: "This answer is too general... Is there a specific point?"

If labor and management know what you worship, they will immediately change it and disillusion you!

Looking at the bright eyes of the idol adults when they were looking forward to it, Zhang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but sniff the fragrance on the other party's body vigorously, and whispered with a ruddy face: "If you have to say it... I guess I worship them all..."

The longer she stayed with her idol, the more she felt her fresh heart beating rapidly, and that kind of comfort and longing was a feeling that even that boyfriend couldn't give.

The other party's slender body is beside him, as long as he stretches out his hand slightly, he can feel the perfect softness, Zhang Qiaoqiao only feels that the breath exhaled by the idol is pure and immaculate.

This emotion of worship is even more inextricable than the feeling of being in love.

Bai Xiaosheng's expectant eyes froze a little, "... Forehead. ”

The other party's answer made her completely speechless.

Although she wanted to beat the other party very much now, after her hands trembled a few times, she still didn't pay after all.

Glancing back and forth at Zhang Qiaoqiao's pointed melon seed face, Bai Xiaosheng smiled meaningfully: "Actually, I'm not as good as you think, and the word perfect can't be talked about." ”

She is telling the truth, she has never felt that she is a perfect star, there are still things to learn and improve in all aspects, and there is no so-called perfection at all.

And in Bai Xiaosheng's worldview, there can be no perfect person in this world.

The reason why people are human beings is because they are flawed, whether it is wealth, character, appearance, behavior, or emotion, there will always be unsatisfactory points, and there will always be shortcomings, at most, they are more or less obvious and not obvious.

It is impossible for a person to be all-encompassing.

"But in my eyes, Lord Xiaobai is already very perfect, whether it is that touching appearance or heavenly singing, it makes my soul sink deep inside. Especially when you first appeared at the festival, it made me feel like it was yesterday. That night you were dressed in a black style, and your skin was as pale as snow, which I will never forget. Do you know it, Lord White? I also learned to dress up in the punk style of Europe and the United States in order to imitate you. ”

Zhang Qiaoqiao closed her eyes slightly, as if she was nostalgic for her first encounter half a year ago.

At that time, she was standing under the stage, bored and watching the show with her boyfriend. But after the idol appeared, the whole world changed.

“......”

Bai Xiaosheng didn't know what to say anymore.

She never knew how the other party became her fan, and it turned out to be at the debut Quang Nam Music Festival. Even punk dressing up to imitate her?

No wonder Zhang Qiaoqiao, who drove a sports car one night, was dressed as a punk girl.

Now she was completely speechless, as if she had made Zhang Qiaoqiao into a decadent style. She clearly remembered that although she was similar to punk style at that time, she didn't wear any big smoky makeup, let alone that decadent temperament.

It's obviously Zhang Qiaoqiao's own choice, don't let her Bai Xiaosheng carry this black cauldron!

Bai Xiaosheng was silent for a moment, but then smiled dryly: "Hehe... There are more big-name stars in the music industry who sing better than me, and I'm nothing, and I even broke my voice at that time, so I can't talk about it at all!"

She completely exposed her family ugliness, so as to lower the other party's expectations.

Singing live for the first time, it is very normal to have small flaws in broken tones and out of tune.

"No..."Zhang Qiaoqiao shook his head again and again, and then said: "For me, it is the sound of heaven, a perfect, dreamy singing..."

When she said this, she looked at Bai Xiaosheng with burning eyes, and finished the last sentence: "There is no substitute." ”

Irreplaceable perfect singing!

Zhang Qiaoqiao's description can be regarded as directly holding Bai Xiaosheng to the sky.

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes blinked a few times one after another, and then his facial expression became a little stiff. Someone praised her like this, saying that she was unhappy and that it was fake.

But at this moment, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't be happy. Because the more Zhang Qiaoqiao said this, it also represents how deep the other party's infatuation and worship are, which also shows that her future life will be even more troublesome.

It's really hard to do now.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head unconsciously, but did not continue to talk, but shifted his gaze to the scenery outside the car window.

In such a cold weather, there are not many pedestrians going out on the side of the road, it seems that both sides of the road are a little deserted, and the white ground is revealing a cold color, just like Bai Xiaosheng's somewhat cold heart.

The normal means of solving Zhang Qiaoqiao's problem no longer work, so we can only consider some abnormal means.

In the face of a rich, good-looking, and willful opponent like Zhang Qiaoqiao, Bai Xiaosheng's best way is to obey the other party. But it is obvious that this is absolutely impossible, both physically and psychologically, she is not a female star who will be unspoken by the rich.

She will not be attached to any wealthy family, because she wants to become a wealthy family herself.

However, after thinking for a while, Bai Xiaosheng still decided to make a final effort, she turned her head to look at Zhang Qiaoqiao, and said very seriously: "Zhang Qiaoqiao, I can understand your admiration. But... There is no other relationship between us, it is a simple relationship between idols and fans, and there is no need for other connections at all. You don't have to deliberately target me, you don't have to get me, just like a normal fan, just look forward to and admire me. ”

Bai Xiaosheng stared straight into the other party's eyes, and when he said the end, he also knew that the driver uncle was present, so he lowered his voice: "What's more, you don't like girls either, you just distorted this admiration." You have a boyfriend who likes and values you, and there's no need to get things to this point. ”

After Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull. Zhang Qiaoqiao did not answer the question directly, but showed a thoughtful look very seriously.

The two of them fell silent.

After about a few minutes, Zhang Qiaoqiao broke the silence, she bit her lower lip slightly, but slowly shook her head: "I really don't love Lord Xiaobai, I know this very clearly... But instead of enjoying it with everyone, I want you to sing for me. It's a dream scene for me, and it's not associated with any emotion or words. ”

She finally rejected Bai Xiaosheng's proposal, and once again affirmed that she would do whatever it took to get everything from Bai Xiaosheng.

It's not an emotion, it's just possessiveness, but this desire still seems so distorted and profound. (To be continued.) )