Everyone had just finished dance class and was sitting together in a circle.
"Hey, Song Song, what do your fans like to call you?"
"Little Grape, I think. Probably because my eyes are big and bright."
No one noticed Zhou Hangdang raising an eyebrow from the corner.
The scene shifts.
The guys in the group go out to eat together.
At the end of the meal, the waiter brings out a plate of fruit. Zhou Hangdang picks up some grapes and starts eating them.
"Hey, I remember Brother Zhou doesn't like grapes."
"Yeah!"
"I remember that too," the others chime in.
"Really? You must be remembering wrong."
"Of course I like grapes."
As he speaks, he tosses one into his mouth. "Mm, pretty sweet."
Theme: May we all turn our wild imaginings into reality
