After Rebirth, I and Idol Have HE [Entertainment Circle]

Xu Xiaodi grinds his teeth for a long time, rests his arm on the back of the chair, and slaps him for a long time. He said mournfully, "There is no smell in his mouth."

To be on the show, you must maintain a good image. It is best to keep your body and skin in the best condition. Xu Xiaodi has not eaten heavy flavors for a long time, and the sweets are cut off. Now he is full of fried chicken and barbecue. Sanity has straddled the edge of collapse.

An Rong suddenly remembered that there were two bottles of kimchi in his box, a bottle of pickled cucumbers, and a bottle of small peppers. It was sour and refreshing.

Xu Xiaodi was listless and lifeless, and even squinted his eyes. Suddenly there were two bangs on the tabletop. The two glass jars were placed in front of her, and they could smell the smell through the sealed mouth.

An Rong slapped the big bottle cap, "Come back through all the hard work, and I am busy forgetting it. The kimchi made by my mother is a bit spicy. Can you eat it?"

Xu Xiaodi's saliva almost came out. As soon as he stretched out his arms, he put the two bottles in his arms, looked up at An Rong pitifully and said, "Will you give me something to eat?"

The corner of An Rong's mouth curled up, pinching the little milky voice and nodding, "Yes!"

Xu Xiaodi's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud, oh so cute, this little milky voice.

An Rong unscrewed the lid for her, and the taste of kimchi came out immediately. Xu Xiaodi searched and rubbed her hands, grabbed a small chili with his chopsticks, and took a small bite carefully. It was crispy and slightly refreshing. Spicy, so I can’t wait to eat the whole thing.

"Hey!"

Xu Xiaodi's cheeks chewed like a hamster, and then swallowed, asking in confusion, "What's the matter?"

An Rong's expression was tangled, "It's a bit spicy."

There are three words in total. As these three words are uttered, a hint of spicyness gradually emerges from Xu Xiaodi’s mouth, and then slowly, as if a fire is lit, Xu Xiaodi’s lips are red with naked eyes, and his eyes gradually A mist emerged.

An Rong hurriedly poured water, Xu Xiaodi opened her mouth wide and exhaled for relief. She drank a glass of water in one breath, but her face was still flushed.

An Rong was very nervous, and quickly poured another glass of water, and put it back in Xu Xiaodi's hands.

Xu Xiaodi slapped the table with one hand and slapped, Yang Tian exhaled, "Cool!"

An Rong picked a pickled cucumber for her and brought it to her mouth, "This one is for spicy food."

Xu Xiaodi didn't move, only opened her mouth, just like a bird waiting to eat.

An Rong put the cucumber into her mouth.

Xu Xiaodi still has tears at the corners of her eyes, her spicy nose is reddish, and the tail of her eyes is filled with moisture, just like she had just been bullied.

An Rong's eyes turned to one side, and his throat moved slightly.

Xu Xiaodi ate while inhaling, turned her head slightly, smiled and looked at An Rong and said, "The stamina is quite big."

An Rong's expression was natural, but his eyes were a little erratic, but he turned around in a few seconds and said, "In fact, it's a meal. Small bites are not so spicy."

Xu Xiaodi leaned her neck on the back of the chair, looking at the face who was slightly leaning over and waiting for her to speak, and grinned, "It's quite delicious."

An Rong pursed his lips and smiled.

"What's delicious?" Xia Chunhua ran in and looked at the two bottles on the table curiously, "What is this?"

As soon as An Rong opened her mouth, Xu Xiaodi quietly grabbed her hand and squeezed it, neither light nor heavy.

Xu Xiaodi sandwiched a piece of small chili, the bubble was light blue, a little yellow, and it looked very good.

Xia Chunhua swallowed.

Xu Xiaodi asked: "Can you eat spicy food?"

An Rong guessed what she wanted to do.

Innocent Xia Chunhua showed a longing expression, nodded her head two or three times in succession, and said, "Yes."

Xu Xiaodi showed the expression of a thief, raising his chopsticks and placing it next to Xia Chunhua's mouth, "Ah—"

Xia Chunhua opened her mouth in cooperation, and nodded while chewing in admiration. After eating, she sucked in and pointed to the bottle and said excitedly: "Delicious, delicious, let's have one more."

Xu Xiaodi raised her eyebrows, and saw that she could really eat spicy food, so he fed her another one.

Xia Chunhua couldn't stop a bit. She ate her breath and nodded her head and said, "I ate this when I was a child, but I never ate it again, and the taste is not what I bought."

She ate a few of them with cold water, and finally rushed out crying with tears and nose.

Xu Xiaodi lay on the table and laughed.

As soon as An Rong was about to chase him, Xu Xiaodi put her hand on An Rong's wrist, "It's okay, it's so spicy. Drink some cold water to find something to eat. Three to five minutes passed."

Xia Chunhua is cute and generous, and she has become familiar with everyone in only two days. It is easy to find something to eat, but she looks good, and she keeps training all day long. It’s not a problem to keep going like this, Xu Xiaodi thought. , Do you have to go anywhere to bring An Rong, and make some friends.

The fingers held on the wrist were slender and soft, and the skin was delicate. They were just placed lightly without any force, and the thumb was still rubbing on the shore's wrist bone unconsciously.

Kishi Rong was touched a little...

She turned her back to Xu Xiaodi, there was no camera in front of her, and there was no one at the door, so An Rong breathed out slowly and quietly, her teeth grinding her lips.

Xu Xiaodi didn't notice anything, she casually let go of her hand and asked, "Can you sing this song?"

Kishiyong nodded, moved his left hand to the side and squeezed it slightly, the cyan blood vessels on the back of his hand slightly raised, "Yes."

Learning song is much easier than learning dance, but Xu Xiaodi sighed, lying on the table and said depressed: "I can't remember the lyrics, I always sing strings."

Dancing is all about muscle memory. If you practice more, you will become proficient. If you are proficient and add details, you will be richer. She can't sing. She remembers the beat rhythm and melody, but she can't remember the lyrics. Naturally, there is no way.

An Rong knew that she had a slight dyslexia. It was either too many or fewer words to remember the lyrics, or the sequence of the strings was not correct, so she was much harder to remember the lyrics than normal people, but she didn't want others to know about her problem.

An Rong took out the pen and paper from the box. She originally prepared it for her university, but she didn't expect to use it in advance.

Xu Xiaodi frowned, watching her put everything on the table, "What are you doing?"

An Rong wrote the lyrics silently, circled some places and made annotations, wrote a detailed chapter, and pushed it to Xu Xiaodi.

Xu Xiaodi looked at it and frowned two feet high, "What are you doing? Am I a primary school student? What does it mean to write so many labels?"

An Rong pretended not to understand, and said with a smirk: "I'm used to it. I usually memorize lyrics like this, so I write it smoothly."

Xu Xiaodi pursed the corners of her mouth, her eyes drifted to the paper, looking at the long line drawn out, touching the pen on the table, and then staring at An Rong's hand, she paused, and said, "This is how Xueba turned out to be. Yeah, I blamed you."

"It's okay." Kishiyong said, "I am studying liberal arts and I have to memorize a lot, so I am used to writing like this, but you can try it and read and write as you watch. Just remember."

The ball-point pen was turned twice on Xu Xiaodi’s finger, and she cocked the corner of her mouth and said, "Okay, thank you."

An Rong didn't bother her, and climbed into bed to rest. Hearing Xu Xiaodi's very low voice reading below, she was a little dyslexic. As I knew it, An Rong usually has a bad memory, but when she wants to memorize the lyrics, She is slow, she will jump when she looks at it, and she will cross words when she is carrying it on her back.

Annotations will improve her concentration to some extent, and it is somewhat useful. It’s just that she’s doing a variety show after all, and it’s still a competition selection. Heyong doesn’t want others to know, so she writes it on paper and pushes it over, the camera can’t see it. Won't know.

The author has something to say: Xu Xiaodi: There is no need to let children know about the operation of shady capital.

Kishi Rong: I just care slightly, it's best not to be noticed by anyone.