?After dinner, maybe because of happiness, Xiaowei got very drunk. Zhang Weimo finally carried her home and put her drunkenly on the bed, but she kept drinking like crazy with her. This is

There is another side of Xiao Wei that she has never seen before.

"Why am I still doing so poorly after being in Beijing for so long?"

"I don't have any friends here, and I haven't even found a boyfriend. I'm really a failure! Right."

As the saying goes: Tell the truth after drinking. Xiaowei spoke her truth vaguely and vomited out her grievances. As a friend, Zhang Weimo suddenly felt: She is not micromanaging all the time, and she occasionally does it.

With her little tail exposed, she also needs to be taken care of.

Zhang Weimo was lying on the sofa in the living room, looking at the bare ceiling, feeling very uncomfortable and feeling a little sorry for the friend he had known for so long.

Daybreak soon dawned, and Xiaowei returned to her previous strength. Zhang Weimo told her nothing and took it upon himself to guard her secret.

"I made a sandwich, come and eat some."

Zhang Weimo was busy in the kitchen, making breakfast skillfully. For her who lived alone, cooking was no longer a problem.

"What happened to me when I was drunk yesterday? I didn't hit you, hahaha!"

Xiaowei rubbed his disheveled head, his eyes were swollen, and he asked tentatively while wearing flip-flops.

"No, I just danced, and my dancing was a bit ecstatic, hahahahaha!"

"No way, just forget yesterday and remember! I'm still a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks from this world!"

"But aren't you still eating, are you still a fairy?"

Zhang Weimo looked at the sandwich that had just been stuffed into Xiaowei's mouth and deliberately teased her.

"Oh, fairies sometimes come down to earth!"

"okay…"

"Hey, I'm going to take you to see my idol today, do you want to go?"

Xiaowei pushed Zhang Weimo's elbow mysteriously, looking at her posture as if she was about to do something big.

"Which idol is yours? Jay Chou? JJ Lin? Lin Yujia? Peng Yuyan? Xu Song? tfboys?"

Zhang Weimo knows that Xiaowei has been chasing stars since middle school, but he is not obsessed with it. As long as she sees good movies, TV series, variety shows, or hears some good songs, he will fall madly in love with them.

The protagonist, so the idols also changed batch after batch.

"No, do I have so many idols? My only idol is Wen Yiran!"

"Wait...who are you talking about?"

"Wen Yiran, the new artist who debuted last year, the one who sings very well! Forget it, you don't understand even after I tell you, you are an old man who doesn't have access to the Internet."

"I'm an old man, I just don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, okay?"

"Look at his fair skin, tall nose, and long legs, he's so handsome!"

Xiaowei turned on her phone, searched for some pictures, and showed her her idol. After praising her, she couldn't help but put the phone in her arms, acting like a nymphomaniac.

Wen Yiran, why is this name so familiar? This person looks so familiar.

The name kept swirling in Zhang Weimo's mind, and she kept thinking about the photo just now. Suddenly, she remembered it! Wasn't the one she met in Xiamen the same as Wen Yiran? To confirm, she also

I specifically searched for this name.

This is what she heard, but she decided not to tell Xiao Wei for the time being to avoid causing an uproar and unclear explanation.

"Oh, let's go! Go and have a look, he has an event in the department store today."
Chapter completed!