Lu Xiaoqiao: I have a lot of knowledge about the origin of my name...
Everyone looked puzzled.
Lu Xiaoqiao: The wretched fortune teller said that my horoscopes and facial features are very good, comparable to Xiao Qiao...
Everyone vomited.
The wretched fortune teller lowered his head and muttered: Aren't you afraid that you won't pay if you say the wrong thing?
An idiot little girl whose cold spread to the whole Peach Blossom Island met the sinister young man Jiang Tianxiao that afternoon. From then on, the plan to pursue a beautiful man began...
(Ahem, the female pig in this article is a sketch of the author's life. There are similarities... In my writing, I need to exaggerate the female pig a little. Please don't imagine Lu Xiaoqiao, who has a runny nose all day long, as an idol...)