After Becoming a Little Sister

So letting a person who is used to the quality of live singing like "Fox Rain" or "To Live" listen to the song of the awl-faced actress is almost like being tortured. Alia even heard that there was a kind of running away Road impulse.

Is this the so-called variety show scene?

Terrible, ready to lick the A-10C!

At any rate, the awl-faced actress knew the 8 lines herself, so she put down the microphone after singing and waited for the next program.

Lianhua was also a little dumbfounded: "Actually, after tuning the tune on the show, it sounds fine... this..."

As for Xiong Luoli, who said she was going to watch the show before, she has fallen asleep in the arms of the muscular sister Guiaige, probably because she is too sleepy. I didn't have time to replace it, and I slept soundly nestled in the iron tower-like muscles, looking like a napping little milk bear.

But even so, when the awl-faced actress sang before, she was disturbed from her dream, and her small and delicate brows were frowned, obviously because the noise from the outside didn't sound very pleasant to her ears.

The host worked hard to enliven the atmosphere, and several other male guests also played some so-called small games in cooperation. Although the traces of the performance were quite heavy, this kind of variety show with scripts was better than the movies and TV dramas with fine performances throughout the whole process. It's more down-to-earth, and a little bit of embarrassment and embarrassment is harmless. The audience hahaha watched it like a sitcom.

The words that the awl-faced actress complained before did not seem to have caused any waves.

Until the host turned on the lights: "Then! Let's invite the next guest!"

Ah Yan wore a long skirt and walked out from the backstage following the lights. The random sound of Erhu

Accompanied by the prelude to the music, he raised the microphone and hummed softly, and the melody echoed in the studio.

Aliya narrowed her eyes: "Isn't it... Alive?"

On Earth World Line, this song "To Live" was once famous for a while. The original singer of this song was SG WannaBe, a three-member men's band from Nanbang. It won the Newcomer Award at the Golden Record Awards for its album of the same name.

This song was originally written by Cai Donghe for his sister who died of leukemia, but his own tragic experience seems to be printed on this song - Alia remembers that Cai Donghe, the captain of the band, also committed suicide later, it is said that Depression, but didn't leave anything like a suicide note.

I just don't know the story behind this song in the Blue Star world line.

She had specifically checked the songs on Nanbang's side before, trying to find Li Xianji or Shaoxiang here, but she couldn't find the counterparts, not even their famous songs.

And she didn't know Nanbang's crooked writing, so naturally she didn't intend to listen to each song one by one.

Didn't expect this Ah Yan to be Shaoxiang's peer?

"This song..." Lianhua also sat up straight, as if attracted by the gentle piano prelude.

"Even if I'm alive, it's not like I'm alive"

"A sky without you is like a prison without windows"

Ah Yan held the microphone, stood in front of the stage illuminated by the spotlight, and performed this song that was slightly different from Alia's memory. The arrangement seemed to fit Ah Yan's own voice and the rhythm of the lyrics There have been a few changes, if it is a slow recovery, I am afraid that I will not be able to finish the lyrics.

But Ah Yan directly connected Biao to G5, and it was still a real voice, and the opening even went up to A6.

The audience in the audience was shocked, and some professional viewers even shed tears of emotion—it was the kind that would be edited to the point of view of the auditorium of the show to give a close-up level.

However, when everyone was listening carefully, the lights went out with a "bang-cha—" and the microphone on the stage was also cut off. Someone hurried over from another studio and whispered in the director's ear. What, the latter's expression changed again and again, and finally he nodded with a tired look.

The awl-faced actress and Ah Yan who had just appeared on the stage were called back again, and the variety show on the stage was performed as usual, but the two protagonists were missing.

Aliya poked her head out suspiciously, like a groundhog scouting out the enemy's situation——

what happened?

……

……

In the backstage lounge, there was a person sitting.

The eldest son of the HJ chaebol—not the current chaebol leader, but the son of the HJ chaebol that Aliya saw last night, belonging to the notorious rich third generation of Nanbang.

In fact, after the second-generation three brothers and sisters of the HJ chaebol took charge of the family, they relied entirely on their original accumulation to support themselves, and those professional managers were really responsible for the management under their hands.

And the original eldest son of the HJ chaebol, who was like a beast, has now become the chairman, no longer the arrogance and domineering of driving directly into the traffic police, the biggest role is to be a mascot.

He was like a dog in Aliya's mind last night...

And now the eldest son is the only son of the other party, and also the concubine of the awl-faced actress.

He looked at these people in the backstage, especially the few trainees, as if he was laughing: "Actually, you guys don't have the right to talk on our side."

The celebrity guests who have not yet appeared on the stage are all sitting in this lounge, not daring to breathe, and he sits alone at the top of the long table, looking like the emperor and his father.

It seems that what happened last night has not affected them down here. Either the internal inheritance structure of the HJ chaebol is very stable and they are not timid in the face of emergencies, or he is not his father's favorite kid. Nothing was told to him.

But no matter what, before the whole Nanbang knew that Li Jianxi was dead, the chaebol was still that day.

Qin Wangchuan's face was a bit ugly, he glanced at the two bodyguards in front of him, then turned to look at the eldest male of the HJ chaebol: "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" The eldest male of the HJ chaebol looked at him, and then laughed straight away: "You beat my people, and asked me what I mean? Who taught you?"

As he said that, he raised the teacup in front of him, turned his head and poured the whole cup of tea on the face of the awl-faced actress: "I can hit her! Just like this!"

He slapped the awl-faced actress on the cheek, causing her to turn sideways with her whole body, and the chair she was sitting on made a loud creaking sound.

But the latter only dared to lower her head and turn back again, as if she wasn't the one who was beaten before, even though everyone saw her cheeks swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Like this! Like this!"

After several consecutive slaps from left to right, the eldest man of the HJ chaebol finally let out a sigh of relief, looked down at the awl-faced actress who was knocked on the ground, and said in a cold tone, "I hit you, do you have any objections?"

"……No."

"Do you have an opinion?!"

"No, no!"

"Very good, this time you targeted Ah Yan without telling me, it's over." He tugged at his tie button and loosened his reddened neck: "Look, I don't really care about beating you." Don't beat her, after all, she is not something important, even if I beat her to death, at most it will be a reason for depression and suicide... But why do you beat her?"

He leaned forward, leaned in front of Ah Yan, stared into her eyes: "Tell me, why did you hit her?"

"I didn't hit her, she did it first." Ah Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, trying to stay calm.

"It makes sense, a very legitimate reason, legitimate defense?" The eldest male of the HJ chaebol nodded and sat back.

Ah Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she could recover, the eldest man of the HJ chaebol suddenly leaned forward, stretched out his hand and drew a half-arc, trying to slap her face heavily——

"Snapped! 』

The potato chip girl came first again and stopped his hand: "Isn't that good?"

"Let go!" Seeing this, the bodyguard rushed over, took out a stick from his pocket, and yelled at her to let go.

"You want to stop me?" The eldest male of the HJ chaebol looked at her: "Are you good at fighting?"

The potato chip girl slapped him with a wave of her hand: "Yes, anyway, you guys can't beat me!"

This slap was like pressing the freeze button. Except for SH+E and the others, all the Nanbang people looked at the potato chip girl with pity and horror in their eyes.

"..." The eldest son of the HJ chaebol wiped his face: "You hit me..."

"You all have the same reaction, I now believe that you are a couple." The potato chip girl said with a blank expression, "If I were you, I'd better find out who I'm facing before I speak harshly, so that at least I can Make sure that when you are beaten to death, your father can accurately find someone to beg for mercy."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you'd better not be impulsive." The potato chip girl looked at him with a blank expression, her eyes slowly fixed on his chest, as if she had discovered something.

The eldest man of the HJ chaebol took two steps back, reached into his suit pocket and took out a gun, pointing at the potato chip girl: "Kneel down."

"...Didn't it be difficult for Nanbang to get a gun?" The girl asked while holding a piece of potato chips in her hand.

"I said, kneel down!" The head of the HJ chaebol pointed forward with his gun: "So many troubles happened last night, maybe you are also one of the victims? Do you understand what I mean?"

Just as the potato chip girl squinted her eyes and was about to make a move, there was a knock on the door.

The head man of the HJ chaebol subconsciously looked over, and then put away the gun at the suggestion of the bodyguard.

"Who?" The bodyguard leaning against the door asked in a low voice.

"it's me!"

"So I ask who you are!"

"I'm a little fan girl passing by. I'm here to ask for an autograph from the star sister. I brought a new box of 500 sheets of A4 paper. Can you sign them all for me?" The girl's voice outside the door was full of joy. Meaning: "It would be nice to add some autographed photos if possible!"

"...Miss?" Qin Wangchuan frowned, and exchanged glances with the little friend beside him.

The eldest male of the HJ chaebol, who originally wanted to send the outsiders away, seemed to have noticed his little trick, and hooked his finger at the bodyguard: "Let them in, some people the trainees know are nothing more than tourists."

Then the door was opened, and the two girls stood by the door, but they didn't intend to come in.

"What are you doing?" The girl who had agreed to bring hundreds of sheets of paper to sign was empty-handed: "Are there really celebrities?"

"Hey——" the eldest man of the HJ chaebol didn't pay much attention to the people at the door, but when he caught a glimpse of the lotus behind Alia, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Come in!"

"What's not right, don't come, go away..."

"Go!" The eldest male of the HJ chaebol waved his hand: "Pull them in, especially the girl with a good figure!"

What is unscrupulous?

This is called unscrupulous.

Aliya and Lianhua walked out two steps and met the bodyguards from the corridor. It seems that the chaos last night made the eldest man of the HJ chaebol step up his vigilance. If you look carefully, there are his people everywhere in the corridor. There are more than ten bodyguards in suits.

The potato chip girl stared at the girl at the door with rounded eyes, and then blinked after a while, stuffing the potato chips in her mouth and gnawing on them. This action scared the two bodyguards who were staring at her. one jump.

The eldest male of the HJ chaebol walked to the door, looked up and down the girls and sisters: "Are you an artist?"

"No, I'm a tourist." Aliya pointed at the lotus flower: "She's also a tourist."

She actually wanted to say that she belonged to Zaoshu, but unfortunately the other party probably didn't understand.

"I didn't ask you, go away!" The eldest man of the HJ chaebol only looked at Sanlu, glanced at Aliya's figure, and wanted to push her away with disdain, and take a good look at the lotus behind her.

It can be seen from this that he is a very firm person, and he just likes big ones - the appearance of an awl-faced actress is just a passing grade, better than a good figure, but he can be favored just like this, which fully demonstrates the eldest man of the HJ chaebol Also face blind.

I'm face-blind, so I don't know if she's pretty or not.

Ai Xiaoxian was a little hurt - the other party didn't even tease her!

No, the other party actually molested Lianhua!

How could such a brainless urban cool villain NPC appear!It's an illusion!Must be playing big chess!

Aliya, who instantly raised her guard, glanced at everyone, trying to find some clues about the unfolding of God.

Could it be that someone wants to use him as a pawn to scout the way, and then ruin my reputation?

Or do you want to force me to kill here, and then use the iron fist of justice to hammer me to death on the pillar of shame?

Aliya tensed her leisure nerves, took two popcorns from the popcorn bucket held by Lianhua, and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing them while being on guard like a kitten with fried fur.