Reporter: "Is there a generation gap between you and Nan Shen?"
Liang San thought carefully: "No."
Reporter: "What do you do during your holidays?"
Nan Yanxu: "Playing with mobile phone."
Liang San: "Then sleep."
Reporter: "What are your common hobbies?"
Nan Yan Xu: "Sleep..."
The reporter looked at Liang San: "..."
Liang Sanxiaoji nodded with pecks of rice.
"Ms. Liang, why did you first enter the entertainment industry?"
"Mr. Nan, are you implying something to me by asking this?"
Of course, Liang San's appearance is hard to say, but the things she does... Fans can't stand it.
Liang Shangjunzi [Weibo]: The day I was born was the May 30th Movement, but I have been thinking about why I am not called Liang Wu30.
Liang Shangjunzi [Weibo]: I recently changed my cell phone ringtone to Jiangnan Leather Factory's closure, and I'm walking around full of movement.
Liang Shangjunzi [Weibo]: My little cuties, I've been thinking about it for a long time. Why not just call your fan name Samoyed? [Cute]
This directly caused a group of Samoyeds to silently draw circles and cry. Their goddess wasted her face...
When Liang Sanzheng was imagining the handsome photo of Nan Shen hanging in her toilet, he heard a Ding Dong sound.
Nan Yanxu [Weibo]: Thank you [smile]//@: Is Nan Shen something you can defile? Nanshen is mine! Oats drown this faceless woman!
Liang San was so shocked that she shook her phone and dropped it into the toilet. Nan Shen actually retweeted her Weibo.