If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

You can basically tell a lot about two people's personalities just by how they park their cars. Qiao Tianyi may not have great skills, but at least she parks her car perfectly straight. Dun Chenyu's skills are also limited, so she parked her car diagonally in the parking space. No problem, her martial arts philosophy is that no matter how you fight, you just need to knock her down.

Qiao Tianyi got out of the car and walked over. She looked exactly the same as when they first met: a neat hairstyle, jeans and a down jacket, a handsome face, and a smile that would make Xiao Pang swoon.

Little Fatty's heart was pounding. He had been thinking for a long time about how to greet Tianyi in a way that wouldn't make his "sexy" appearance seem out of place.

As Tianyi drew closer, Xiaopang swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, and decided to jump in front of him as soon as he got off the bus, grabbing his arm with both hands to express his brotherly affection.

So what? I even hugged Sister Xiaoyu and Sister Yiyi when I met them. They lent me (or gave me?) 20,000 yuan as a token of their affection. What's wrong with hugging their arms? Huang Rong hugged Guo Jing like that when they first met, and that was back in ancient times!

"Damn, hug him!" The chubby boy swaggered out of the station and jumped down to stand in front of Qiao Tianyi... but his courage faltered at the last minute. He put his hands behind his back and twisted them around, his thick skin burning with embarrassment. He grinned and called out, "Brother Tianyi."

Qiao Tianyi was stunned for a moment: "Oh my, Little Princess has changed her hairstyle, I almost didn't recognize her."

"Hehe, doesn't it look good? Doesn't it make you look mature?" the chubby boy laughed.

It didn't look as good as the ponytail, but Qiao Tianyi, being the gentleman he was, said with a smile, "It looks good, it looks good."

Jiang Ziyi got out of the car, sat down, and smiled as she reminded him, "Is it just a change in hairstyle? I can't see anything else?"

"Others? Your face's gotten a little chubby? By the way, didn't you all go to Harbin together? Why are you dressed so lightly, Gege? Have you forgotten how cold it is in Northeast China after being a Hebei local for a few days? You're acting like an idiot," Qiao Tianyi vigorously rubbed the chubby little head: "Come inside quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

"What's with the fat? Your hairstyle makes your face look bigger," Little Fatty shook his head in dissatisfaction. Damn it, this blind blockhead, all that haircutting, makeup, and showing off his legs was for nothing.

The four entered the restaurant, which was not large. A warm breeze blew in, thawing the chubby boy who had been frozen numb. He felt warm and comfortable.

Little Fatty was really unlucky to fall for Qiao Tianyi, this stubborn blockhead. He spent money, suffered a lot, and still didn't achieve the desired effect. It's like losing both his wife and his money.

Jiang Ziyi is such a tall and beautiful woman that she attracts attention wherever she goes. Moreover, she is obviously a regular customer. The cashier girl screamed "Yiyi!" as soon as she saw her come in.

Jiang Ziyi was startled: "Hey, big sister, what are you doing? You're acting all mysterious."

"Yiyi, you're finally here! My nephew really likes you guys now. He knows I know you, so he specifically asked me to get your autographs. Look, I even bought a CD." The receptionist seemed very serious and actually pulled a CD out of her bag and ran out.

Little Fatty was full of questions. Is it really that easy to make it in the entertainment industry these days? Even a struggling singer like Sister Yiyi can sell albums?

This shows that Xiaopang is a bit unaware of the situation. Yang Liuyi is capable, and with the help of the matchmaking website, she has become more and more well-known. The two of them have been recognized many times in Henan and Hebei.

However, this was the first time anyone had ever asked for an autograph in public. Even Wang's most die-hard fans had never asked for an autograph after buying an album.

Jiang Ziyi was dizzy with happiness. The artistic signature she had bought at the beginning of her career finally came in handy. She randomly found an empty table, took the CD, and quickly signed her name.

The receptionist even stopped working and dragged the two of them along to chase after their idol...

The two chubby boys found a spot some distance away and sat down facing each other to watch a mini-celebrity fan meeting.

"Sister Yiyi even released an album?" Little Fatty couldn't help but ask.

“As long as you’re willing to spend the money, you can afford it too,” Qiao Tianyi laughed. “I still have quite a few at home. But they’re quite famous online now, and their songs have a lot of downloads.”

"That's great, Sister Yiyi loves to sing," Little Fatty said sincerely, happy for the two of them.

"Okay, okay, Yiyi, please have a seat. Let me know in advance if you come another day, and I'll bring my nephew to see you." The receptionist finally remembered that she still had work to do and asked warmly, "The usual order, two baked buns, a bowl of soup, and a plate of donkey meat for each person."

"Hmm, the donkey meat should be fatty, and we'll also have a casserole, plus a couple of plates of the best-selling cold dishes and cooked food," Jiang Ziyi said.

"Okay, please wait a moment."