[Speaking of which, what do the so-called idols look like, and what kind of idols do we want to be?]

There are many types of idols, and if you don't even know what kind of idol you want to be, then it's hard to become an idol.

So, what do idols look like, and what kind of idols do we want to become?

We don't know this, so it's very difficult for us to become an idol.

[In fact, it's not as difficult as Key-kun thinks.] 】

As if she understood my inner thoughts, Sister Zhixian, who was on the side, closed the book in her hand and said.

So when it comes to idols, it doesn't mean that the ones who want to jump around on the stage are idols, as long as they are the objects of admiration, everyone will be idols. 】

[Is this the fate?]

Hearing Sister Zhixian's words, I felt as if I understood something.

If it is according to Sister Zhixian's statement, then

[So, haven't we already become idols a long time ago?]

Pick up a copy of a novel, I said.

[Haven't we been publishing our own novels all the time?]

According to Sister Zhixian, in fact, we have already been idols.

You know, the novel "The First Bit of the Student Union" is very good, both in terms of writing and sales.

Also, I've received a lot of replies here!

Replying to those replies every day makes my hands tremble.

[Key, you're touting yourself, and how can there be so many replies]

It seems that I am very dissatisfied with my current face, Shenxia said.

Hearing Shenxia's words, I casually handed a stack of letters to Shenxia.

Deep summer saw the letter in my hand, and her face was incredible.

As if in disbelief, Deep Summer rubbed her eyes and looked at the letter in my hand again.

[Is this actually true!]

[It turns out that Shenxia has always thought that what I just said was false!]

[There is no real feeling at all!]

It seems to be incredible," said Deep Summer.

[In normal times, there is no feeling of idols, in fact, aren't we all exactly the same as usual?]

[That's not the point!Who cares about the characters in the novel!Maybe for the reader, the characters in the novel are fake, and besides, doesn't Shenxia think that the novels of our student union are excellent?]

[Because there is no sense of reality at all, I don't feel that it is not no, no, no! The novel of the student union is excellent! Yes! It is excellent!]

Deep Summer seemed to want to say something bad, but under the president's eye attack, even Deep Summer could only give in obediently.

[So, if you've become an idol, why do you want to be an idol again?]

Hearing me, late summer, the conversation between the three of them, the real winter on the side seems to be very incomprehensible.

[Madong thinks that he has become an idol, so he doesn't need to be an idol again, right?]

[This, this, this is not enough!]

The chairman on the side seemed to be very dissatisfied with the fact that he had become an idol.

As if he had thought of something, the president's face gradually darkened.

[Every time, every time I patrol the school, someone will call me President Little Bad]

As if he had thought of something unforgettable, the president's eyes turned dark.

[Isn't it normal for a little little bit to grow or something.] 】

[Don't interject!]

The president looked at me with a sharp look, and I crossed my index fingers on my lips to shut up.

Looking at me like this, the president nodded and continued.

[Even if I explain that I am not a little president, someone will call me a little president in a few days. 】

The president's tone slowed.

[Every time, every time, every time, they treat me as a mascot, and sometimes, someone will pick me up and lift me high, but I am just a little smaller! It's just that I haven't developed yet! Why do you treat me as a child and a mascot!]

[But, Xiaohong is obviously having a lot of fun, isn't she?]

Sister Zhixian on the side hit the nail on the head.

Hearing Sister Zhixian's words, the black qi behind the president was dispersed in an instant.

The president became flustered.

[That's just to paralyze the enemy!]

[Is that so?]

Sister Zhixian showed an intriguing smile.

She stretched out her hands and clipped them to the president's cheeks and began to tug.

The president's cheeks were about to deform under the pull of Sister Zhixian.

[Wow!Pain, pain, pain, pain!]

[Is this mouth lying!Is this mouth lying!]

Under the pull of Sister Zhixian, the president's eyes overflowed with tears.

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So this chapter ends like this, see you next time~