Valkyries were like superheroes from comic books.
They had fan clubs!
Rosaliya had been full of dreams, thinking that carrying out missions would be like fan meet-and-greets, earning her countless admirers.
There was no going back.
Those days when she had become a comedy performer...
There was no going back.
That was what she had thought, but life dealt Rosaliya a heavy blow.
Liliya watched Rosaliya slowly sink down, going from standing to sitting while still holding Zhao Bai's shoulders with both hands. Her snow-white tail drooped, displaying her dejected mood.
"Don't be sad, Rosaliya."
Liliya spoke up to comfort her.
Rosaliya looked up and asked, "Liliya, Liliya, can we really become idols?"
"We definitely can."
Encouraged by her sister, Rosaliya immediately regained her soaring enthusiasm and started bouncing around again. The entire process did not even take half a minute.
Zhao Bai could not help shaking his head.
They truly were two little treasures who brought people joy.
They were perfect for crosstalk.
The bar's singing stage could be remodeled. Let the twins go up there and perform crosstalk all night—the place would definitely be packed.
Long gowns and mandarin jackets were essential, while Theresa beat the gongs and drums.
With a loud clang, the show began.
There would be endless tea and sunflower seeds.
Zhao Bai nodded and parked the car at the entrance to the forest, making little calculations in his head.
But if that happened, no one would buy tail-gripping tickets, would they?
Zhao Bai fell into deep thought.
No.
Historical facts told him that as long as they were handsome, even crosstalk performers could become fandom idols. The twins and Theresa were so cute—what was wrong with becoming idols through crosstalk?
Crosstalk idols were idols too.
With that thought in mind, Zhao Bai walked toward