The Little Theater of the Mystery 1
Xia Lingying: The first small theater opening of the popular online article "Song Xing"! Hello everyone, I am the well-deserved first heroine of this work, the existence of the author's daughter, the super energetic beautiful girl Xia Lingying! It's not a tsundere!
Li Baifeng: Hey, how long ago was this level of tsundere in the textbook? It can be traced back to the beginning of the Yao Dynasty, right?
Xia Lingying (squinting): Who are you? The sentences don't make sense, and you still learn to complain?
Li Baifeng: You stupid person who can't figure out the situation, I'm Li Baifeng, the undoubted hero of this work. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xia Lingying: The actor? You?
(flipped over the "Song of the Dynasty" in his hand, and said with a confused face:)
The male protagonist of this work,Isn't it a person named "Lu Ren"?,Look,The first chapter is almost all his role.,Don't believe it, you go ask the book review area yourself.。
Li Baifeng (crazy): That's the author's pot! Who asked him to start introducing a passerby first? Obviously, I was the first to appear, and besides, it was written in the introduction, and my name was clearly written.
(Flipping through the "Song Xing" in his hand, pointing to everyone with his finger:)
Oh, this, this, it's all written right.
Xia Lingying (pushed away impatiently): Okay, okay, even if you're good.
(Suddenly red)
No...... Don't be sentimental, it's not because you're the ...... to be the hero I have a good impression of you or something, it's just out of the friendship of my classmates for three years! In fact, I just treat you like a good person!
Li Baifeng: It's the first time I've seen you in a standard tsundere tone, Xia Lingying.
Xia Lingying (ashamed): Don't say I'm tsundere anymore, I'm not tsundere! Look at my hair, is it a blonde double ponytail? Look at my setting, is it a childhood sweetheart? If you look at my figure again, it's poor......
Li Baifeng: Tsk, I can't go on.
Xia Lingying (crazy): Nasty! Sick of it! Shut up, it's not your share of talking!
(An angry Xia Lingying made a mess of the theater.) )
Li Baifeng: Okay, okay, okay, I surrender, let's talk about the small theater.
Xia Lingying (stops): Hmph.
Li Baifeng: Ah, I've been thinking since just now, the number of collections is so pitiful, and I dare to say that it is a popular online article, is the author a little cheeky.
Xia Lingying: What do you know, this means that "the people who collect this online article are atmospheric people", where is it as superficial as you think.
Li Baifeng: Hey, that's too far-fetched, although it sounds reasonable.
Hua Ya: Seconded.
Li Baifeng, Xia Lingying (startled):
Wow, when did you come
Eh, who are you?
Hua Ya: I am the well-deserved first heroine of this work, a mysterious character from the sky, Hua Yaluo. By the way, the plane was jammed, and I just arrived.
Xia Lingying: What? The first heroine is obviously me, where did you, the woman with an electric drill, come from?
Li Baifeng: Hey, the slot isn't here, although that spiral double ponytail looks like it is- yes, Huaya, how the hell did you get your hairstyle.
Hua Ya (pushes the black-rimmed glasses): Well, that's a long story, let's talk about the small theater.
Li Baifeng: Ah, when you say that, I suddenly remembered that I still have a question, why is the author's grades so dismal, why he doesn't concentrate on writing the main line, but instead runs out to write a small theater instead of doing his job? Obviously, this kind of thing will only come out after the film and television of the work and the end, right?
Xia Lingying: Who knows, if I want to guess, it may be the author in the next big game of chess.
Li Baifeng: The author also plays chess? Is he intellectually adequate?
Xia Lingying: It can't be that you have been playing all day until you have dinner and found that you have a train in the evening, and then you find that the main line really has no ideas, so now you are in a hurry to drive out a small theater that is easier to write, right? Besides, if you talk like that, you probably won't survive three volumes.
Huaya: ......
Xia Lingying: Hey, the woman with the electric drill bit, what kind of expression do you have?
Li Baifeng: Eh, Huaya, do you know something inside?
Hua Ya: I don't have the inside story, I'm afraid that this small theater is about to end, although I haven't said a few words yet.
Li Baifeng: Why?
Hua Ya: Who knows, it can't be the author's hurried codeword, but with the time to pack the luggage, it's really stretched, so I can only write here, right?
Li Baifeng: Hahaha, yes, this can't be the case.
(Li Baifeng, who laughed loudly, realized that he was the only one laughing, and the other two looked at him with an indifferent gaze, so he gradually put away his smile.) )
Li Baifeng: Hey, let's say something, I'm so panicked if you don't speak.
Xia Lingying: So. That's the end of today's small theater.,Thank you for watching.,I'm the only heroine of this work.,The existence of the author's daughter.,Super energetic beautiful girl Xia Lingying! It's not for you to remember what I said!
Li Baifeng (looking at Xia Lingying in shock): Hey, why did it end all of a sudden? Also, didn't you just say that the "first heroine" is now the "only heroine"?
(Turning his gaze to Hua Ya): Hey, you can say something too.
Huaya: Thank you for watching! I'm the only heroine in this work.,Mysterious Sky-Descending Character.,Hua Ya! I hope you will support me a lot in the future, thank you!
Li Baifeng (crazy): Why did you talk about this!
Curtain call.
Half an hour later, off the field.
Mu Yun, who arrived in a hurry out of breath: Huh? Huh? Didn't the author always start writing at nine o'clock? How is it already over?
That,It's easy to be shy.,I've never had a sense of existence.,But please support me a lot.,Thank you!
But, Mu Yun, the small theater is over.
Huh? Is that so? (crying)