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early morning…
Lying on the bed, looking at the brightening sky outside the window, in the refreshing morning, flying birds, this scene is full of vitality, but it can't bring even a little good mood to Meijiu, and even makes her a little irritable. .
In the past, Meijiu did not hate the morning.
Because when the morning comes, she has to go to school.
But Meijiu's results were not very good at all, and it was said to be very bad, and that didn't matter.
Except for voice, Meijiu has almost no outstanding talents.
Including learning...
How can this make Meijiu like school? …
Of course, with Meijiu’s current strength, it’s easy to modify her grades, and in school, she can also enjoy the feeling that is highly anticipated. As an idol, she likes this feeling, so although I don't like school very much, but Meijiu doesn't hate it either.
But recently, let alone school, even Meijiu's favorite stage and even this home, she doesn't really want to stay!
It’s not that Meijiu started to hate the stage and her home, but that her heart has been messed up recently, and she has been unable to calm down, making her feel as if she has lost interest in everything, and she doesn’t even have much appetite for eating. , Sullen all day long.
This phenomenon has been maintained since a few days ago until now...
To be more precise, it was the moment when the man was separated from the gate of the Longdan Temple Women's College in the twilight near the night. That's it forever!
Meijiu didn't know the specific reason, she only knew that her heart had not been able to calm down, it had been completely stirred into muddy sewage, so complicated that she could not understand it herself, it made her very irritable.
"Ah..." Pulling up the quilt, Mei Jiu wrapped her head tightly, yelling irritably.
"Blame that nasty man, men are filthy things. As soon as I run into that kind of creature, I can't breathe. That's why I'm so annoying, hateful, hateful and hateful!"
As if venting, Mei Jiu's sweet and intoxicating voice echoed dullly inside the quilt. It passed into Meijiu's ears. Makes her mood even more irritable.
"Hey... don't go to school at all..."
This sentence has just been said. Mei Jiu shook off the quilt forcefully and got out of the quilt.
"No, staying at home will only be more annoying. Just go to school and let those cute toys come and play with me!"
After speaking, Mei Jiu jumped out of the bed and began to change clothes...
…
Tiangong City, Longdan Temple Women's College...
"sister!"
"sister!"
"It's my sister!"
"Wow! Sister-sama!"
Wearing the uniform of the Longdan Temple Girls’ College, that is, a sailor suit, Meijiu walked on the corridor to the classroom. Hearing the sound of support from all directions, the corners of her mouth suddenly twitched. The previous irritability has also eased a lot.
Sure enough, coming to school is the right choice...
Thinking of this, Meijiu felt a few more joys. Although her mood was not much better, it was already many times better than when she was just now. Therefore, she also specially greeted the students around her. He beckoned, so that the whole audience screamed overwhelmingly.
Not long after, Meijiu came to her classroom and sat in her seat. Next to her, a few girls who seemed to be entourage lined up behind her, full of ostentation.
If this is changed to another school, then the beautiful ninety-something will be treated as a guy who puts on airs, and thus suffers from public opinion, but in the Longdan Temple Women's College, this is the most common scene.
Those students following Meijiu are all supporters of Meijiu, and they even know the true identity of Meijiu. They just don’t know if they are being manipulated by Meijiu, or whether they are true supporters...
"sister…"
At this moment, behind Meijiu, a female student stood up and said to Meijiu in a very respectful tone: "May I take up a little bit of my sister's time?..."
"It doesn't matter..." Mei Jiu put her chin in one hand, looked out the window, and said casually, "What's the matter?..."
"Today is the day my sister ordered to check the letters of the fans!" The female student seemed to see that Mei Jiu was absent and did not delay time, and straightforwardly carried a large box out.
"Sister, do you want me to read it, or do you want to read it for yourself?..."
"No need!" Mei Jiu waved her hand, her eyes still never leaving the window.
"I am not in the mood to read the letters today, you will handle these letters!"
"Eh..." The female student looked at Mei Jiu in surprise, as if she didn't expect to wait for this answer.
You Xiao Meijiu is a singer who debuted for half a year, although only half a year, but this half a year has made Meijiu a real popular idol, even if compared with those old idols, it is even worse. Moreover, although the fans are only women, they are also very many.
Naturally, these fans would want to send a letter to Meijiu, which is excusable...
Because she didn't want to be annoyed by fan letters every day, Meijiu handed all these fan letters to the people who followed her for processing, and then set aside one day every week to read these fan letters without ever stopping.
It's the first time in history to say "reading a letter in no mood" like this. How can it not be surprising? …
"My sister..." At the moment, if Meijiu was uncertain, the female student was also a little embarrassed.
"Really don't read it?..."
"I don't want to read it!"
If it were in the past, the rhythm of Meijiu's speech would only be generous, not hurried or slow, and would be more or less polite, but under the control of that irritable mood, there was not much that Meijiu said. I was angry, and scared the girl student into a panic.
Seeing this, Mei Jiu also sighed and turned away boredly.
"Anyway, you can handle those letters yourself..."
"Yes..." The female student only responded, holding the box full of letters in her hand, and stepped back. Almost at the same time, another female student took a few steps forward and came to Mei Jiu's side.
"My sister, some fans have reacted, I hope my sister can have a concert, what do you mean..."
Meijiu finally turned her head back and was aroused by the three words'concert'.
"A lot of people think they want to have a concert?..."
"Yes, elder sister..." Seeing Meijiu looked at herself, the female student seemed very excited, and even cheered up.
"Isn’t the concert that Sister-sama held a few days ago cancelled because of something? So the fans want Sister-sama to have another concert..."
"The concert held a few days ago? Something was canceled?..." Mei Jiu was stunned.
The concert a few days ago? …
Was it the concert when I met that man? …
But how could something be cancelled? …
Obviously it went smoothly in the first half of the Ming Dynasty. Later, because of a fight with that man, the concert was destroyed, and he was taken away by that man...
By the way, that man seems to have asked someone to erase the memories of the fans, right? …
Is it because of this that the concert became cancelled by myself? …
Thinking of this, Mei Jiu's mind suddenly showed the smiling face of the man when he was separated from herself, and finally calmed down her next mood and became impetuous again.
Forget it, if that's the case, let's start another game as a change of mood...
"Just do it!" Mei Jiu raised her head, and her bright silver eyes turned towards the female student.
"The time is set for the weekend night three days later. You can go to the fan page to notify you, and I will take care of the rest!"
"Got it! Sister-sama!"
Meijiu nodded, stood up, and immediately wanted to arrange the matters of the concert, but just as she stood up at the same time, a piece of paper fell from her arms and fell to the floor.
Mei Jiu pursed her brows, bent down, and picked up the paper on the ground, but when she saw the content on the paper, Mei Jiu's pretty face froze.
Probably because there is a phone number written on this paper...
'If you need someone to support you someday, someday you need someone to believe in you, someday lose your spiritual power again, someday want to sing again, then call this number! '
In his mind, this sentence rose up involuntarily, causing Demeijiu's hand to hold the paper tightly, and his heart beat faster.
In a mess, Mei Jiu took out her mobile phone from her pocket...(...)