As the song drew to a close, Lianyin and Can'er stepped out of the formation and sang softly.
Shen Fuyao, An Wanhe, Song Qiqi, Meng Shuangcheng, and Gu Xincheng surrounded the two of them in a small circle.
The others on the outermost edge twisted their waists while stretching their legs and swinging them back as if paddling through water.
This is probably Yu Jianing's favorite part; her waist twists as if it has no bones, it's so sexy!
On the other hand, Lingxi was speechless. If my back were any better, you wouldn't be so arrogant!
Finally, everyone turned forward and kicked their legs to the side, marking the end of the song!
"You scumbag woman! Give her to Ji Hui right now!"
"Grapes! Grapes!"
"Chi Bao! We love you!"
"Duck! Duck!"
...
The fans cheered enthusiastically, and after the stars bowed in respect, Xiao Ning took the microphone and asked the question that had been bothering her:
"Who is YaYa's fan?"
"Uh... mine..." Gu Xin weakly raised her hand. At first, they called me Xinbao, but now they call me Yaya?
"Because you're a duck spirit!"
"Haha..." Yao Ying and Chu Moyan laughed out loud, until a fan shouted, "Shut up, girl..."
"How did they manage with the security? How did they let the haters in..."
Mo Yan muttered softly, and Bai Puti nodded in agreement: "That's right! I'm not Ti Zi!"
Since there were only two songs on the program, the girls weren't in a hurry.
After all, it wouldn't be fair to make fans travel all that way just to watch a six-minute performance and then go home.
So they sat down on the stage and chatted with their fans.
"By the way, has that fan who always corrects my poems arrived yet?"
Yu Jianing sat on the edge of the stage, swinging her legs as she asked.
“Here you come, you rascal… Xiao Ning, bow your head…” The fan in the yellow clothes stretched out her hand.
"Hey! How did you manage to get a front-row seat again!"
"Uh... I guess I got lucky..." the fan who wrote the poem said apologetically.
Because after she spoke, Jia Ning kept touching her head, disregarding the need for idols and fans to avoid suspicion.
"Little one, did you revise your sister's poem today?"
"It's been changed..."
"Huh? Read it to me?"
"The fragrance of lemon blossoms fills Chang'an, the whole city is filled with its sweet scent!"
Xiao Ning's expression froze: "That's a really good change, but don't change it again next time!"
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