Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

The lie was finally exposed, and the voice from the side delivered a fatal blow to Zhou Xiaobai.

The two turned their heads and saw Tong Liya walking closer while talking.

Tong Liya spotted Zhou Xiaobai as soon as he entered the room, just like Fan Bingbing.

She originally intended to go directly there, but several tourists passing by saw Fan Bingbing's actions and started discussing them.

After some inquiries, they immediately revealed where he came from: pointing to Zhou Xiaobai's white clothes, they said he was a child from the orphanage next to the park, and one of them even said his name directly.

"Sister Bingbing, let me hug you."

Tong Liya greeted him with extreme naturalness, her hand movements were fluid and graceful, and she didn't forget to counterattack with her words, "His name is Zhou Xiaobai, not Xiaohei. He gave a fake name just now."

Before Fan Bingbing could react, her leg felt light, and the little one in her arms had been seamlessly moved away by Tong Liya.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she looked at her suddenly empty thighs, then glanced at Zhou Xiaobai, who was already on Tong Liya's lap. A wave of frustration at being snatched away rushed to her head.

"Yaya, you..." She opened her mouth, but thinking that this was her good friend, she could only suppress the sour feeling in her heart. "Okay, you can hug me."

"How do you know him?" Tong Liya asked curiously. The two of them were almost inseparable. Just now, Fan Bingbing carried Zhou Xiaobai away, so they must be acquaintances.

Fan Bingbing pinched Zhou Xiaobai's cheek and described the process of catching Zhou Xiaobai in a vivid and detailed way with a smile...

After hearing the whole story, Tong Liya laughed!

She offered her praise, completely unexpected that she was doing the same: "Sister, you're so bold!"

"Hehe! I just thought it was cute," Fan Bingbing explained with a grin.

"Mmm!" Tong Liya nodded in response, then directly quoted Fan Bingbing's lines to Zhou Xiaobai: "My name is Tong Liya, I'm 12 years old, from Xinjiang..."

Zhou Xiaobai wasn't idle either—just now, the system notified him that this was another rising star.

Although they couldn't bind them, they still couldn't help but take a closer look at Tong Liya.

Upon seeing this, he was completely stumped!

This was a little girl, just over ten years old, with long hair, wearing brightly colored ethnic clothing, tall and slender. She possessed an exotic charm, a real beauty in the making, but her dark complexion hardly resembled that of a rising star…

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but think to himself, "This little dark-skinned girl is a rising star? Could it be that the system forcibly whitewashed her image?"

The system gave a vague response, and this time he didn't know how to explain it either: "Perhaps...maybe...no...it's just that he hasn't fully developed yet..."

"Can I return it?" Zhou Xiaobai boldly asked. Other people compare prices from three different stores, but he hadn't compared any at all. He seriously doubted the system's aesthetic sense.

"At your age, what right do you have to be picky?" The system delivered a fatal blow and then went invisible.

Helpless, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but turn his head again to look at Tong Liya's dark face, wondering how she would become fair-skinned in the future...

Unfortunately, Tong Liya misunderstood his wriggling and thought he was trying to run away, so she gave him a smack on the bottom: "Little Bai, stop fooling around and sit still."

Zhou Xiaobai froze instantly—how frustrating! He couldn't express his thoughts, and now he was being beaten by a woman. This damn system had no sense of martial ethics!

In the time that followed, Zhou Xiaobai felt like he had been reduced to a pet cat.

Fan Bingbing and Tong Liya chatted enthusiastically, occasionally interspersing their comments and teasing of him.

Zhou Xiaobai hugged those two thighs and handed them over.

Fan Bingbing had just pinched his left cheek when Tong Liya's right cheek fell into her clutches.

He completely gave up his right to speak, his little face tense, thinking to himself: I, Zhou Xiaobai, also have a reputation. How can I face people after being treated like a kitten by you? When I grow up, I'll make sure you have a good time.

Just as he was silently complaining, Fan Bingbing finally asked the question that had been on his mind: "Yaya, have you noticed? We felt really close to him the first time we met."

"It felt like the first time we met, but Xiaobai's feeling was even deeper, like...like family." Tong Liya paused for a moment before continuing.

"Yes! It feels like family! And Qianqian feels the same way!" Fan Bingbing nodded in agreement, then asked Zhou Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, what about you?"

Zhou Xiaobai didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Although I know where this sense of familiarity comes from, the system rules are very strict, and if I were to say it out loud, I would be struck by lightning.

However, they were curious about what Sisi was talking about, but they didn't ask any further questions. Besides, without popularity points, they couldn't be linked.

Now that things have come to this point, he has no choice but to stop thinking about it. In any case, they can only treat it as metaphysics and have no chance of finding the root cause.

He spoke vaguely: "What is a sense of intimacy? Is it like this between us?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Doesn't it feel like family as soon as you see it? Family is the closest people, the ones you're always with..." As the older sister, Fan Bingbing patiently explained to her younger brother.

As for how this sense of intimacy arose, Fan Bingbing didn't delve into this mysterious feeling, simply attributing it to fate.

After discussing family ties and fate, Fan Bingbing suggested to Tong Liya, "Yaya, we're going back tomorrow. How about we take him out for a walk? Buy him some treats?"

"Yes, yes!" She looked down at Zhou Xiaobai, who was pretending to be well-behaved in her arms, and the more she looked at him, the more adoring he became. "There's a small commodity street nearby, it's so lively, let's buy him some stationery for school! Xiaobai, how about I take you to play?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but pinch his little nose again.

Zhou Xiaobai was taken aback—buying stationery? For school?

The marks of Grandma Wang from the orphanage spanking him to persuade him to go to school are still there—the old lady always says that he was expelled from kindergarten after only a few days, and now it's been almost a year. If he doesn't go to school soon, he'll become a "nine-year-old fish" (a derogatory term for someone who is not academically successful).

The most unforgettable incident for him was when Grandma Wang stared at the posters of Hong Kong stars pasted on his bed, then turned around and grabbed a knitting needle.

After finishing his cigarette, he said, "You can't even read many words, and you want to be a star?"

Ugh!

Even without a system, if someone were reborn, they would probably be famous for copying books or rich from stock trading by now.

Unlike him, who had been in a daze for months after transmigrating, and to make matters worse, developed a dislike for school. The system said that once he accumulated enough popularity points, he could exchange them for "One-Click Learning," which made him excited for several nights for nothing.

Zhou Xiaobai was about to refuse.

Fan Bingbing stood up swiftly, lifted Zhou Xiaobai off Tong Liya's lap, put him on the ground, and grabbed his hand.

As a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, she had more freedom of movement: "Let's go now! Yaya, go tell your mother that I'm taking you out to play."

Tong Liya had been hanging out with Fan Bingbing these past few days, and since they would be going their separate ways tomorrow, she naturally agreed.

Zhou Xiaobai had no choice but to accept his fate!

You may accept your fate, but something even more deadly is coming—