After Becoming a Little Sister

But there are always some cuties who really come to chase stars—like those teenagers and girls who rushed all the way to the production team to protest.

However, in some circles, it is said that it is big, but it is small...

"You black fans! You are deliberately finding fault, aren't you!"

"You are deliberately finding fault! I will ask you whether you can pick this brand or not!!"

"you?--"

"..."

PS: Because the numbers were too auspicious yesterday, I don’t want to code today

PS2: You can watch it for out-of-control players. There is no obvious thunder, and there is a bit of a stereotype, but overall it is still a masterpiece of popcorn above the standard. It is suitable for relaxing and has a few interesting little eggs.

PS3: continue tomorrow

Section 1350 1232-What can't be managed and what can be managed

Why no Sarilang?

Aliya stood on tiptoe and looked out. The opposing people in the crowd were not adults who were mature in reading and shy in writing, but a group of children.

Well, it’s a child again—why did I spend my youth studying in school from nine to five, or at home typing on keyboards and playing games?

Occasionally, I make an appointment with my friends to go out, and that is nothing more than watching a movie or playing basketball or going to an Internet cafe.

In youth, there is neither puppy love, nor D-birth, nor fights... Looking at it this way, it seems that it is not youthful at all.

"They remind me of uncomfortable things." Aliya sighed, and said to the power girl next to her: "My youth is fake."

"Huh?" Si Yue stared, not knowing why.

Aren't you still young and lovely now?Why is it fake?

"Is your youth real?"

"...I spent half of my youth lying in bed, high paraplegia." Dynamic Niuzi gestured at the position of her prosthetic limb, and then lit up her arm.

She used a special passage to go through the security check before - subconsciously drilled through the security check door, and the beeping sounded like New Year's.

The security inspector looked at her like an innocent pickup truck driver seeing the Terminator falling from the sky...

So Aliya patted her on the shoulder, everyone is a fallen person, even youth is equally boring.

The noise on the other side intensified, and the cause of the conflict was an unintentional sarcasm, as if the two groups of people knew each other.

Then the younger siblings on Aliya's side played their cards without hesitation, like little beasts sticking to their own territory, and did not give in to each other.

So it evolved into childish farces such as 'You picked my brand, right', 'Your brand is already blurred', and even quarrels and scolding.

Children, when you are desperate for face, your self-esteem is bursting and you are not afraid of anything - Alia also had this age group back then. At that time, she was entangled whether she should choose Tsinghua University or Peking University, and on the other hand she felt that as soon as she graduated, she wanted Change the world to go.

Then after graduation, I became unemployed and full of anxiety. Although the world changed in the end, it was not a miracle of subjective initiative. Most of it was forced.

"Well, I'm not even in that age group, it's all bubbles..."

Aliya squatted down and covered her face, the more she remembered, the less she recalled.

——Ever since she realized that her past was a patchwork of memory fragments, she has seldom missed the past.

Even with the status of the legion commander and the psychological quality worked hard in the world of grace, it is impossible to avoid recalling this way of stabbing oneself.

"The baby is angry." Aliya rubbed her face and raised her head: "The baby is not happy."

"..." Si Yue looked at her and blinked.

Aliya also blinked, and then spread her hands: "I'm - angry - angry! And then?!"

Then?

The power girl reached her waist simply, drew the gun, turned the handle, and handed it to her.

Now, then.

Aliya looked at the gun and sighed, sure enough, everyone has no youth.

She stood up, rubbed her face again, adjusted her expression, and walked over.

The power girl just looked at her back, holding the gun, and pressing the communicator with the other hand.

"Receive the intelligence analysis department—the boss said she was angry, what does that mean?"

"Um?what did she say? ? ? 』

"She said she was unhappy, asked me and then, I gave her a gun and she didn't answer."

"..."

……

……

"What do you mean?"

Alia asked, putting her hands on the shoulders of Chen Sheng and Fan Fan who were bewildered.

No one realized how she came here before - she just walked over, then raised her hand, then embraced the two of them, and then stopped.

Everyone's gazes were fixed on them. Sister Hua looked behind her in amazement, then looked in front of her again, subconsciously rubbed her eyes, and then her expression changed suddenly.

"Miss Ai—"

"Hush!" Aliya turned her head, let go of one hand and gestured in a low voice around her mouth, and then continued to embrace the two of them with her backhand: "What do you mean, give me an explanation?"

"...You are?" Chen Sheng wanted to break free, but the opponent's arm was as solid as a vise, he struggled for a while but was unable to move.

Even because the opponent's hand was pressing down, he had to bend his knees slightly, and his feet trembled in unconscious wrestling.

"I'm an actor, but it doesn't matter. Didn't you bring those fans?" Aliya turned her head and looked at the fashionable man: "Mr. Fan, right? Why don't you restrain yourself?"

"Let go—" the fashionable man frowned, twisting his body like a large maggot.

Aliya sighed: "The children are still young and ignorant, why do you let them make trouble?"

"Fan behavior has nothing to do with us, how should we manage it?" Chen Sheng didn't know the details of the other party, he just thought it was crazy.

——I'm afraid he's still a mentally ill person with some ability. Could this move be the legendary kung fu?So much strength...

"Sometimes I annoy you who are standing up and down..."

Aliya turned her head and whistled, and the impulsive girl gave a look, and gestured with her chin to the boys and girls who were still confronting each other.

Momentum Niuzi thought for a while, then put away the gun, made a tactical gesture, and asked whether to kill them or disperse them?

Aliya rolled her eyes: "The dump truck creates death!"

"Huh? As for it? And there's no dump truck around here—can a tractor work?"

"I asked you to help!"

"Oh, you should have said earlier..."

Momentum Niuzi suddenly realized, strolled over, stood in front of the boys and girls on her side, and looked down at the opposite side.

That aura doesn't look like a good person, it's like [-], and the sleeves of the sun protection clothing are all in the shape of arms.

The opposite party subconsciously fell silent for a while, and for a moment they couldn't figure out where they were coming from, and they seemed to be looking at each other in dismay.

Only then did Aliya turn her head again, and followed the two old friends who met for the first time: "When walking in the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is to follow the rules, don't you think?"

"This—Miss Ai, right? I heard that Sister Hua called you that." Chen Sheng tried his best to maintain a kind expression: "What are you going to say, why don't we sit down and have a cup of tea and talk?"

"You don't have to drink tea. You take your Huangquan Road, and I will take my Yangguan Road, okay? Even if it's filming to grab resources or something, there is a first-come-first-served one. My place is already full, so we won't entertain you. We still have cooperation in the future." See you guys if there is a chance, you guys just get out of here, okay?"

"...Miss Ai has a big tone."

"Is there? I usually brush my teeth on time." Alia let go of her hand to cover her mouth and let out a sigh, then gave Chen Sheng a reproachful look: "Liar, why is he so arrogant?"

Chen Sheng stopped talking, maybe he was not mentally handicapped, but he finally broke free from the shackles, and hurriedly stepped back half a step away.

The fashionable man next to him dropped the line for a few words, but after being pressed for so long, he finally couldn't hold back, turned his head and shouted at her: "Let go! You pervert!"

"Am I perverted?" Aliya was surprised, but let go.

Sister Hua came over to smooth things over: "Everyone has something to say—that, Ms. Ai, they are just passing by, there is no other meaning..."

"I know." Aliya took the warm towel handed over by the gold-edged head maid who didn't know when, wiped her hands and threw it into the trash can next to her: "So don't make trouble, and They can't play, let them go faster."

If the opponent who was killed by Alia back then, or the dark world organization on both sides, should be grateful to Daderu for the amnesty after hearing this, and feel like winning a lottery—there is nothing better than escaping from the mouth of this monster Rejoice.

But from the perspective of Chen Sheng and the trendy man, her willful, almost arrogant posture seemed like a slap in the face.

You are a little girl who doesn't look like she has even grown hair. Isn't it a bit too much to put this two to five to eighty thousand yuan?

"Sister Hua, is this your friend?" Chen Sheng's face darkened: "The little girl has a lot of personality."

"What about your mother, did I give you face? Are you worthy of calling me a little girl?" Aliya raised her eyes: "If you don't go through the VIP channel, I guess you will take a group of people to ostentatiously, who are both fans and fans." Did you pretend to show me the paparazzi that had been arranged long ago? Huh?"

"I—" Chen Sheng opened his mouth, his face flushed for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Just for a phone call, if you don't have the qualifications to be a VIP, you can add money yourself. If you want to pretend to be high-spirited, you can directly pay 1 yuan to go through the VIP channel, and arrange a lounge for you alone. Let alone fans and paparazzi, private detectives will be fine." Can't keep up, what the hell are you doing with bodyguards and sunglasses and a low-key look that you wish the whole world would recognize?"

"you--"

"Sorry, please don't point your fingers at Miss Ai, it's very impolite."

The head maid inlaid with gold rims stood in front of Chen Sheng, bowed slightly, with a polite smile on her face, and folded her hands in front of her.

"……who are you?"

"The passing service staff, this gentleman probably doesn't have relevant VIP qualifications, right? We can handle it for you. We have prepaid here. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough funds, we will pay in advance for you."

The head maid with a gold border spoke very poignant words in very polite words, and the Yin Yang was terribly angry.

Poor, right?It doesn't matter, we treat guests - the private VIP service at the airport charges money, but there are two prices for individual passengers and prepaid members.

This thing is like a big club. Song's Heavy Industries is a super VIP named in every large airline company in the country, and the quota has been maintained even if it is not used.

Normal customers come to [-], but Song's Heavy Industry members only count or a thousand or a few hundred. These are used by Song's Heavy Industry to receive important guests or for their senior engineers to travel to and from various places. This is a real VIP treatment with the word VIP printed behind the name on the boarding card.

The cost of heavy industrial machinery is there. A large-scale project with tens of millions or hundreds of millions is just a piece of cake. The senior engineer team of Song's Heavy Industry is the backbone of the entire Song's Heavy Industry. The value they create is far greater than the salary they receive , so Mr. Song has always been lenient to these talents in these technical positions. If he is on a business trip, he will arrange high-standard clothing, food, housing and transportation, as long as they devote their energy to work.