"Should I go in too?" Zhou Yiyang asked in a low voice, standing at the very end.
"Sure." Tang Yue didn't care: "I don't have anything shameful in my house anyway."
At this time, Su Yin, who was standing next to Tang Yue and wanted to go in and find out what was going on, suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Yue, snorting: "Are you hinting at me?"
"No," Tang Yue chuckled, "Our little Su shouldn't be so sensitive!"
So a few people finally walked into Tang Yue's room with anticipation.
Then everyone was stunned.
Because this room was completely beyond their imagination.
Zhou Yiyang thought it would probably be the style of a cool girl, and he could still accept it even if it was a Gothic style.
Su Yin felt that her understanding of Tang Yue might be just her selfies. After all, this person was so stupid and narcissistic.
As for Lin Xuaner, she still insisted on her initial judgment: most girls who look cool are actually quite girlish at heart.
Wang Xingrui thought about it for a long time. She felt that someone like Tang Yue might decorate the room in that very rare Shamatte style.
However, in fact, Tang Yue's room was much cleaner than they imagined.
In the huge room, there was a neatly made big bed, which was obviously just made by Tang Yue's mother.
But the highlights are all on Tang Yue's wall.
The first thing that caught my eye was a banner with black words on white paper hanging on the wall:
"The heroine Mulan".
When everyone was shocked by these four words, they saw a Tai Chi sword hanging next to it.
Next to it was something much more normal: a solid wood bookcase. Given the shock of the first two items, the martial arts novels on the shelf seemed completely normal.
"Um," Zhou Yiyang took a deep breath, as if he didn't know how to express his feelings: "Did you decorate this room yourself?"
Tang Yue shook her head. Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, she said happily, "Of course not. This is something my father gave me. He probably always expected me to take over his career, but he never thought I would become a star, or even a member of a girl group."
Zhou Yiyang nodded, thinking that this was simply a modern-day Sun Shangxiang!
"Tangtang, did you live here when you were a kid?" Wang Xingrui asked curiously. To be honest, after seeing this style, her jaw dropped. "Would you be scared when you saw these as a kid?"
Now she looked at Tang Yue with a hint of awe, fearing that she would be unhappy and pick up the sword to kill her.
"No!" Tang Yue chuckled. "When I was little, I really was just like a boy, with short hair. And thanks to my dad's guidance, I was really good at fighting when I was little. I was always the king of the kids in our area. And don't you think hanging this sword at home is especially good at warding off evil spirits and making people feel safe?"
Lin Xuan'er stared at Tang Yue, speechless. She felt increasingly that, aside from her, the other four of them seemed to have had some truly miraculous experiences, something she envied.
Su Yin stared at the sword, her eyes lighting up: "Can this sword really be used for self-defense, or is it just for decoration?"
"Of course it's for decoration," Tang Yue smiled and tapped Su Yin's head. "These are all unsharpened. My dad is probably afraid that I have a bad temper and will take these out to fight with others one day!"
But no matter how Tang Yue joked, her image in these people's minds was even more elevated.
Of course, what Zhou Yiyang is most curious about now is Tang Yue’s parents.
What kind of parents could decorate a room like this and raise a daughter like this!
Tang Yue's parents came back at dinner time, but they were also accompanied by a delivery man.
The delivery man was holding a large box filled with hot pot ingredients.
Tang Yue's mother was the first to come in. She looked very similar to Tang Yue, except that her face was a little fatter than Tang Yue's. She still looked very beautiful when she was young.
Although her face is a little chubby, Tang's mother has a very good figure.
Wang Xingrui glanced at the other person's waist and then at her own belly. She suddenly felt that she was not worthy of staying in the girl group.
As expected of a yoga teacher!
Following Tang's mother was Tang Yue's father.
A typical Northeastern man, about the same height as Zhou Yiyang, but much stronger than Zhou Yiyang. Zhou Yiyang even suspected that Tang's father could kill him with one punch.
However, unlike his burly figure and slightly fierce appearance, Mr. Tang is actually a very enthusiastic person.
After seeing everyone, Tang's father immediately stepped forward and shook Zhou Yiyang's hand. "Welcome, welcome, you must be Mr. Zhou! You're much more handsome than on TV! But you're a little thin, you don't like to work out, do you?"
"Dad!" Tang Yue interrupted her father and said with a sullen face, "Are you going to say something about martial arts and fitness again? Our CEO Zhou is so busy that he doesn't have time for fitness!"
"Yes," Tang's mother said, putting on slippers. Her skirt swayed as she walked, making her look quite charming. "I think this is just right for Ms. Zhou. Young people like this kind of thin figure nowadays. Big guys like you are not popular anymore!"
Daddy Tang immediately hugged Mommy Tang, ignoring the shocked expressions of the others and her screams of reluctance, and threw her into the bedroom: "Then I have no choice but to stick with you, otherwise no one will want me!"
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