"You said it couldn't be me, right?"

Quan Jinghua shook her head again and again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm definitely not going to. First of all, my singing and dancing skills are very poor, singing averagely, as for dancing ......" Quan Jinghua can't imagine what she looks like when she dances, especially since she used to be a boy, and it's too difficult for her to dance.

Especially when I think that I will appear on the stage, I may have to scratch my head and pose, and be noticed by countless people.

Thinking of such a terrifying scene, Quan Jinghua couldn't help but widen her eyes, as if she had seen the devil, and quickly shook her head in refusal.

Looking at Izumi Jinghua's somewhat frightened look, Nan Xiang Aya smiled: "But don't you think this plan is a waste?" I took a closer look and thought you had something tailor-made for her, but I think there was a better option. I think you're a better fit for this project than her. Moreover, you should be able to understand this project more thoroughly. ”

"Even if you say so......"

"You don't want to be thrown in the trash, do you?"

Nan Xiang Aya said suddenly.

Quan Jinghua was slightly stunned.

"It's not that I don't understand this feeling. I do fashion design, but sometimes I give it up. It's like being your own child, and sometimes you have to beat it down. ”

Pregnancy is like pregnancy, sometimes, even if there is, it has to be beaten.

"It's not an accident." Quan Jinghua couldn't help but argue.

If making this project is like being pregnant with a child, she didn't come up with such an idea by accident.

This is something that she deduced with great difficulty, combined with the reality of this world, combined with the information she knew, and also referred to some information about idols she knew in her previous life.

It's like calculating the days first, working hard to secure the seed, and finally conceiving the baby for ten months, only to tell you that it can't be born.

Quan Jinghua is really reluctant to give up.

And seeing her hesitation, the smile on the corner of Nanxiang Aya's mouth became more obvious.

She struck while the iron was hot and said, "You should also think about you, your mother is difficult to take care of you." Even if you're only a junior high school student right now. But in the future, you'd better think about your own future. ”

If it were an ordinary little girl, she would naturally not have any sympathy for such words.

But Izumi Kyoka, who is reborn, has to start worrying about her future.

To be honest, it's not just me, it's my mother.

Other people's mothers can handle everything, but the mother of her own family must also think about supporting her.

"I'll think about it. Please give me a moment. ”

Izumi Jinghua's brows were tightly locked, and she looked thoughtful.

is obviously young, but he puts on such a mature appearance, without a trace of childishness. Nanxiang Aya was very surprised, but she took it for granted.

Although it is said that there must be a mother and a daughter, but if there is such an unreliable mother, it is not okay if she is not mature.

Retracting the notebook, with a thoughtful look on her face, Quan Jinghua walked out of the director's office.

Although she has been thinking about how to restore the company's glory, she has never considered becoming an idol or something. After all, she is still a boy in her bones, and she is not very active, and doing such a thing as an idol feels 108,000 miles away from herself.

She suddenly remembered to say goodbye to Nanxiang Aya, and was looking up, only to find Nanxiang Aya staring at the floor beneath her feet.

Suddenly, she was already red, and her hands pressed the corners of her skirt.

Now she can't help but secretly complain, why do she wipe the floor so cleanly, the reflection doesn't expose everything!

Seeing her somewhat radical actions, Nanxiang Aya was stunned, then understood her intentions, chuckled, and then comforted: "I'm not peeping, I'm just thinking, why do you wipe the floor so clean?" You don't need to be a child to do it. ”

"A tidy place is a place that makes people feel good and uplifted."

Izumi explained.

"Especially at a time when people's hearts are fluctuating like this, right?" Nanka Aya continued. She was a little surprised in her heart, she originally thought that Izumi Jinghua was just a little ghost, but seeing her plan, Nan Xiangya felt that the girl in front of her was not a child's sensible, but logical thinking, etc., which was far from the level of a child.

It's just a small thing like cleaning, but it's a skill in the field management method. Tidying, tidying, sweeping, cleaning, literacy, safety. Known as 6s.

"But it doesn't seem to be working." When Quan Jinghua said it, she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart.

Zuo Wei is a newcomer she has great expectations for, but she is going to leave her.

In the final analysis, it is still not enough.

Zuo Wei had no way to believe in her, and she didn't believe that she could make her a star, so she naturally had to choose another way out.

It's a natural thing to do, and it's a normal thing.

It is precisely because of this that it is disappointing.

Although there is a loss, she will still walk cautiously.

Nan Xiang Aya smiled more and more as she watched, watching Izumi Jinghua move little by little, for fear that something would be reflected on the reflective floor.

Izumi was moving her steps when she suddenly heard the footsteps of a rapid run, but when she heard the footsteps, she immediately understood who it was.

With a bang, a figure appeared in front of her, she was taller than herself, although she was only a junior high school student, only half a year older than herself, but her height was more than a head taller than herself.

She was wearing a long single ponytail, and it was obviously getting colder, but she was still wearing summer-style clothes, which was very much in line with her name.

This person is Xia Fengyao, who was nicknamed Jinghua's childhood sweetheart by Jinghua's mother.

"Hey! What's going on. I just heard that Zuo Wei is leaving! Xia Fengyao asked in a huff, her voice was a little loud, and she seemed to be full of energy.

"She's going to another company......"

Before Jinghua finished speaking, Xia Fengyao interrupted angrily: "That's not what you said when you came, now you can leave!" No credit at all. ”

"Don't say that......"

"What about you, are you alright?" Xia Fengyao changed the topic again and asked worriedly. "You shouldn't be hit, ah, I didn't mean that, or I'm a little worried......"

"In short, don't get angry, you look weak, I'm afraid that if you get angry, it's not good to make yourself sick." Xia Fengyao said with some embarrassment, and then looked at the mirror flower. "What's wrong with you, you feel weird."

"What's wrong with me." Jinghua said, but her hand pressed her skirt unnaturally. But I couldn't help but think in my heart, obviously I was just afraid of going away, after all, there was a vacuum below now. But the way it looks now,How inexplicably there is a feeling of a childhood sweetheart encountering a middle-aged uncle.,After being taken by NTR, pretending that nothing had happened.。

And he is neither a bitter master nor a yellow hair, is he actually the role of a wife!

"It's okay, after all, you're easy to get spoiled."

Suddenly, Feng Yao sighed and said with a worried face.