Zhang Jiaojiao looked at such a father, her eyes were full of horror.

Two days ago, her father picked up Ye Song's doll and threw it on the ground, his eyes were full of anger, but now, he was holding Ye Song's doll, his eyes were full of tenderness, the contrast was too great, Zhang Jiaojiao couldn't accept and believe it for a while.

"Dad, you can't have some conspiracy, do you?" Zhang Jiaojiao felt that her father definitely didn't really like Ye Song, maybe there was some bad idea, maybe there was any bad idea? She couldn't think of it.

Zhang Yuanxiao glanced at Zhang Jiaojiao, "What kind of conspiracy, didn't you say that Ye Song is very good?" Ye Song is so good, can you like it, can't I be a fan? ”

Zhang Jiaojiao: "......" seems to make sense, after all, Ye Song is indeed very good, but it is just ......

"Come with Dad, Dad has a surprise for you." Zhang Yuanxiao pulled Zhang Jiaojiao inside, and then opened Zhang Jiaojiao's room, and Zhang Jiaojiao saw that her original powder-blue room face was beyond recognition.

The powder blue wallpaper is all gone, and the beautiful patterns on it are all gone, replaced by all Ye Song's giant posters, even the ceiling, it is evening, the room is slightly dim, and the people on those posters are still glowing, Zhang Jiaojiao imagined that the next night will come, the lights will be turned off, wouldn't that be ......

"How about it, isn't Jiaojiao very good-looking, Dad also bought a luminous one, so that even if the lights are turned off at night, as long as we open our eyes, we can see Ye Song, maybe Song Song can still enter our dreams." As he spoke, Zhang Yuanxiao showed an expectant smile, as if he wanted Ye Song to enter his dream.

"Dad, does this look good?" Zhang Jiaojiao looked at the room full of posters, and there was a faint light, which was a little difficult to accept.

"Of course it's good-looking, don't you think Ye Song is good-looking and handsome?"

Zhang Jiaojiao: "...... Uh, of course. ”

Zhang Yuanxiao was satisfied.

"Look, what is this?"

Zhang Jiaojiao took the things handed over by her father and looked at them, and after she knew what it was, she was originally a little irritable because of the room and instantly became excited.

"Dad, this, this is a concert ticket for Song Song, isn't it!"

"Of course, Jiaojiao, after Dad learned that Ye Song was so good, he thought that he must support Song Song and watch Song Song's concert, no, Dad will buy tickets, you and I will have one, it just happens that the time is next Saturday, and our father and daughter can go together."

Zhang Jiaojiao was very happy with the ticket, she didn't expect that her father had bought it before she said it, and she thought that she was going to quarrel with her father when she came back.

"Dad, you're so good, just keep these two tickets for me."

"Okay."

With this ticket, Zhang Jiaojiao will really believe that her father is also a fan of Ye Song, otherwise her father will definitely not spend thousands of yuan to buy tickets and go to Song Song's concert.

The charm of the song is really great.

Zhang Jiaojiao picked up the ticket and immediately took a photo to the group.

[My ticket, I will definitely be on time for the concert of Song Song.] 】

Sitting on the bed, Zhang Jiaojiao thought about it and took pictures of her room and ceiling.

Look, this is my love for Song. 】

There is a swipe screen immediately.

[Look, this is the true love fan of Song Song.] 】

[We all have to learn like the moon.] 】

[Chant is the best, and we must always support Chant. 】

Zhang Yuanxiao knocked on the door and came in, and just saw Zhang Jiaojiao scrolling through Weibo, chatting with Ye Song's fans.

He also took out his mobile phone, "Jiaojiao, you see, Dad has also joined the fan group of Songsong." ”

Zhang Jiaojiao leaned over to take a look, and after a while, she was shocked to find that her father was actually the shocking father fan in the Songsong fan group in the past two days.

She was shocked.

"Dad, you're actually the dad fan of Songsong?!" It's incredible.

Originally, it was inconceivable to sing the word that there was a father fan, but now this father fan is still his father, how can this not shock Zhang Jiaojiao.

Zhang Jiaojiao also knows that although this father fan named Yueshang Jiuxiao has only been active for two days, he has already won the favor of many fans and successfully entered the fan circle.

Unexpectedly, the old antique, old feudal father, who is an idol, is even more powerful than her, and he compares her to her.

Now, Zhang Jiaojiao once again believes that her father is really a fan.

Otherwise, can he spend his precious time on the business?

"Jiaojiao, Dad also got a lot of collected photos of Song Song from other fans, and some small videos of life, these are only available to senior fans, Dad will send it to you now, who made you my daughter."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuanxiao sent a large package of documents to Zhang Jiaojiao, and the father and son looked at Ye Song's photos and videos together, and they both had smiles on their faces.

Subsequently, Zhang Jiaojiao saw her father's fanaticism for songs.

Dad has been playing the song disc in the house, can't stop, when watching TV at night, you must watch the TV series or variety show performed by Song Song, and the others are not allowed to watch, sit on the table to correct homework, and hold Song Song's promise in his arms, and there are Song Song's dolls on the table.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Dad also took out a foot soak bucket.

What shocked Zhang Jiaojiao was that this foot soak bucket was also printed with Ye Song's image.

Zhang Jiaojiao's eyes widened, when did Song Song endorse the foot soaking bucket?

After taking a closer look, Zhang Jiaojiao found out that it was not Song Song who endorsed the foot soaking bucket, but her father who pasted Song Song's stickers on the foot soaking bucket.

This......

Zhang Jiaojiao's expression was a little indescribable, but she couldn't say anything when she saw her father soaking his feet and looking at the ode to the foot soaking bucket with gentle eyes.

She took a closer look and found that many things in the house were plastered with stickers of praise.

She has lost count of how many "odes" there are in her home.

She is at home, she has been surrounded by Songsong, she should be happy, after all, she likes Songsong so much, but I don't know why she looks at her father so much like Songsong, looking at this room full of Songsong, she feels a little awkward and uncomfortable in her heart...... This must be an illusion.

Well, it's just an illusion.

Zhang Jiaojiao didn't think much about it.

In the evening, Zhang Jiaojiao was pulled by Zhang Yuanxiao to watch a TV series starring Ye Song.

This is an idol drama, in which Ye Song plays a domineering president and has a sweet love with the heroine secretary of Xiaobaihua.

In this drama, Zhang Jiaojiao has also been chasing before, Ye Song in it is really handsome, so cool, Zhang Jiaojiao will even imagine that she is the heroine, and she is pursued by Ye Song in various domineering ways.

No, Dad said he wanted to watch it with her, so she sat on the couch with her.

It's just that I didn't expect my father to be so good at Ye Song's drama, and he actually acted in front of her, and he had to pull her along.

Zhang Yuanxiao wiped his hair with his hand, tilted his head slightly, revealing a clear side face, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a touch of depth, his voice was low, it seemed deep and magnetic, he picked up Zhang Jiaojiao's chin, and said: "Woman, you are very brave, you have successfully attracted my attention, I admit that I am interested in you." As he spoke, he smiled wickedly.

Zhang Jiaojiao, who was choked by the chin, seemed to be choked by the throat of fate, her body was stiff, her face was extremely difficult to look at, "......" didn't know why, and she was faintly nauseated.

Zhang Yuanxiao changed his posture again, put one hand on the sofa, as if to imprison Zhang Jiaojiao, and said, "Little wild cat, you can't escape from the palm of my hand." ”

Zhang Jiaojiao: ...... No, I'm going to vomit, I'm going to vomit.

Zhang Jiaojiao pushed Zhang Yuanxiao away and sat farther away, "Dad, you, what are you doing." ”

What a weird line.

Zhang Yuanxiao's eyes were innocent, and his eyes were blazing when he looked at the TV series that was being broadcast, "Isn't Dad, acting like Song Song?" How is it, is Dad imitating it well, how do you feel? ”

The corners of Zhang Jiaojiao's lips twitched, what did she feel? A feeling of nausea.

"Dad, stop acting, let's take a good look."

Zhang Yuanxiao sighed slightly, "Okay." ”

Next, the father and daughter sat quietly on the sofa and watched the TV series, but somehow, the plot of one person was soon broadcast, the male protagonist and the female protagonist's secretary went to the restaurant to eat a couple's meal together, and the two shared a bowl, and they got together, which was very sweet.

Zhang Jiaojiao unconsciously imagined that picture.

She and Ye Song went to the restaurant to eat and ordered a couple meal, and Ye Song scooped a spoonful with a spoon to feed her.

How happy it should be to be coaxed by Ye Song and fed to eat.

"Good, baby, eat more, I'll feed you."

"Hmm."

But in the next second, it should have been Ye Song's face in front of him, but it was replaced by Zhang Yuanxiao's face.

The old father looked helpless and said, "Good, Jiaojiao, eat, Dad feeds you." ”

Zhang Jiaojiao was instantly frightened, woke up from her fantasy, and almost wanted to blurt out: I have grown up, and I don't need you to feed me.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?" Turning his head, he met his father's puzzled eyes.

Zhang Jiaojiao smiled, "No, it's nothing." ”

Zhang Jiaojiao found that she could no longer look directly at Ye Song's TV series, whenever she wanted to fantasize, Ye Song's face would always become her father's face, which should be a sweet love drama, but it became a drama in which the old father doted on his daughter.

That picture, how to think, how awkward and spicy eyes.

Zhang Jiaojiao fled in embarrassment, "Dad, I'm a little tired, I don't want to watch it, I want to go to bed early." With that, she hurried away.

Dad sighed from behind, "Dad still wants to stay up all night with you to watch it, how good Song Song is performed, I want to learn more from Song Song." ”

Zhang Jiaojiao was about to cry, and her pace sped up a few steps, don't, don't learn, if you learn again, you will lose your daughter me.

Zhang Jiaojiao pushed open her door in a panic, but forgot that her room had not turned on the light, and as soon as she opened the door, she was caught off guard by the glittering many Ye Song on the wall and ceiling.

There is Ye Song who kisses, there is Ye Song who is sitting with an open chest, there is Ye Song who has just come out of the bath, and there is ......

is obviously such a handsome and seductive Ye Song, but now when he looks at it suddenly, Zhang Jiaojiao is frightened.

She covered her mouth and almost screamed.

She immediately turned on the light in the room as her heart pounded, and she was relieved until the room was brightly lit.

Zhang Jiaojiao is used to turning off the lights when she sleeps at night, but tonight, somehow, she just didn't dare to turn off the lights, and every time she thought of the picture she saw when she just came in, she was somehow a little scared.

Zhang Jiaojiao felt that she shouldn't have this kind of mentality, after all, that person was no one else, it was the song she admired and liked so much, she was afraid when she saw the poster of the song, it shouldn't be.

In the end, Zhang Jiaojiao still chose to turn on a small light when she slept.

There are small lights, and those posters are not so bright, but Zhang Jiaojiao still has a long time of psychological construction before falling asleep.

In the middle of the night, when she slept in a daze, Zhang Jiaojiao felt that her stomach was a little distended.

She knew she wanted to go to the toilet.

Zhang Jiaojiao has always had the habit of drinking milk before going to bed at night, which has also led to going to the toilet almost every night in the middle of the night.

This home, two bedrooms and one living room, the room does not have a toilet, and the toilet is close to the hall, so Zhang Jiaojiao left the room to go to the toilet after all.

Zhang Jiaojiao got up in a daze, left the room, and groped her way to the toilet on the other side of the hall.

Soon, she went to the toilet, because a certain window of the toilet was ajar, and a trace of light was revealed outside, she could barely see the toilet clearly, and Zhang Jiaojiao had been in this home for more than ten years, even in the dark, she knew the exact direction of the toilet, so Zhang Jiaojiao did not turn on the light.

After groping for the toilet, Zhang Jiaojiao habitually went to the washbasin to wash her hands.

In front of the washbasin is a mirror, Zhang Jiaojiao stood in front of the mirror and began to wash her hands.

Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she was still in a half-asleep state.

The water in the washbasin was rattling, and suddenly, Zhang Jiaojiao felt that something seemed to be glowing in front of her, and there seemed to be something wrong, which was different from before.

She looked up.

And in front of her, there is a mirror.

The moment she looked up, she met the smiling face of a man in the mirror, the green light, which was extraordinarily clear and ...... in the dimness Infiltrate!

Zhang Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly widened, her mouth opened wide, and even her breathing stopped at this moment.

The body stiffened, the movements of the hands came to an abrupt halt, and the unrelated faucet was still rattling.

Zhang Jiaojiao's head died at this moment, and then her face turned pale, and her mouth erupted with a shocking scream.

"Ah......h

The scream was particularly clear in the silent night.

Zhang Yuanxiao was woken up by this exclamation in his sleep, and after waking up, he took off his blindfold, turned on the table lamp, turned on the room lamp, and walked outside.

It's just that before he walked out, a hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by Zhang Jiaojiao's voice.

"Woo, Dad, help, there's a ghost."

"Daddy, Daddy."

"What's wrong?" As soon as Zhang Yuanxiao opened the room, a figure rushed in and stabbed directly into his arms, trembling.

"Dad, there's a ghost, there's a ghost in the toilet."

Zhang Yuanxiao patted her on the back and soothed: "What nonsense, how can there be ghosts in the toilet, are you dreaming or are you mistaken?" ”

"That's right, it's true, don't believe you can see for yourself. No, no, it's scary, or you might as well not go. ”

"I'll take a look."

"Don't, don't go." Zhang Jiaojiao pulled her father's sleeve, afraid that something would happen if her father went.

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