Moonlight’s Korean Entertainment Rebirth

Wembley Stadium is located in a football stadium in London, England. It is the home stadium of the England team, but today it will usher in the football final of the London Olympics.

"Pak Tae Yeon, I am an MBC reporter. What do you think of today's final?"

After stepping off the bus, Park Taiyan stopped following the players who were about to walk into the player channel, then stretched out his hand to pull down the earphones and looked at the reporter suspiciously. The volume in the earphone was not low, even if it was pulled down like this, the music could be heard musically.

Seeing Pu Taiyan's cute face, the reporter knew that he had just said nothing.

"I said what do you think of today's game? Facing a strong enemy like Brazil, do you have the confidence to win?"

"The Brazil team is very strong, but we will do our best." Park Taiyan directly returned to the past official remarks. He scored 8 goals in 5 games and is definitely the biggest star in this Olympic football game.

So these days he has been constantly being compared with the core of the Brazilian team, Neymar.

"Western media have always said that you play with a Brazilian style. If you have the opportunity to challenge Neymar this time, will there be a fierce spark?"

Park Taiyan, who was about to go in, stopped and looked back at the MBC reporter. She really couldn't speak, or Zhang Yewon from SBS was more able to talk. As to whether someone else looks pretty, Park Taiyan would not admit it.

"Challenge? How old is he? Among players of the same age, who do you think I need to challenge?" Park Taiyan finished speaking, turned his head and left, and put on the earphones hanging around his neck.

In his mind, playing the Olympics is really not a challenge. Who will really participate in the big-name players? To be honest with the younger generation, he looks down on none of them.

As for Brazilian football, I went to Brazil to learn football in my previous life. At that time, he was trained by him in the same age group.

Speed ​​up a few steps and walk all the way to the players' locker room. As for what he said just now, he doesn't care how the media misinterpreted his meaning, anyway, he still has this arrogance.

Listening to Taeyeon's song, my heart slowly calmed down.

Suddenly thinking of something, I took out my mobile phone from my pocket, turned off the music software, and then selected a number to watch, hesitated and dialed out.

The screen leapt quickly, and came to the Girls’ Generation dormitory thousands of miles away. In the steamy bathroom, Kim Taeyeon was soaking in the bubble bath. He heard the phone ringing from the bathtub. The hand stretched out, casually wrapped directly on the head. The towel was wiped up and down twice.

Then I took the phone and looked at it, and hesitated whether to connect it or not.

"Why?" The tone was a little casual, as expected, the opponent seemed to be frightened, and then hesitated to speak, not at all like his vigorous way on the court.

"Um, are you sleeping?" Park Taiyan's voice came from the phone with the hands-free on.

"No, in the bath, what's the matter?" Kim Taeyeon patted the water with her left hand and glared at the other person to answer, but the next second a clear drool came from the phone, perhaps because she was in the bathroom, echoing The effect was so good that she could clearly tell that it was Park Taiyan who was swallowing: "Ah, don't think about it, I'm hanging up like you."

"Don't, don't, I think you should be able to watch the game, so I want to hear you cheer for me..."

Kim Taeyeon puffed up her face and looked at the phone. There really was nothing to do with him. Sometimes she really wanted to ask him what's good about him, why would he like to make changes by himself? But this way, I felt too cruel to him, and said in an angry tone, "Yoona didn't cheer you on the spot."

"Hey, what's the use of her cheering? I think it's more useful than taking stimulants if you cheer on me."

Taeyeon pursed her mouth, just about to speak, when she suddenly saw her mobile phone jump out of the video call mode, she clicked on it for a moment, and then said angrily: "Ah, what do you want to do?"

"Huh? That slippery hand, accidentally pressed it, definitely not intentional."

"You, hang up the phone next time, do you think so? The game will start in 1 hour, right?" She asked, who had already adjusted the alarm clock and took a bath.

"Well, I'll change my clothes to do a warm-up before the game, and I won't have time to call in a while."

"Oh, that's it!" Kim Taeyeon flicked the surface of the water with one hand, and casually responded with a mobile phone in the other.

"Ahem, so, hurry up and cheer for me. I didn't even mention your MBC promotional video. You called Park Taiheng's name, but you didn't even call me."

Listening to the rascal tone on the other side, Kim Taeyeon almost laughed, and then said solemnly: "Whoever calls you a swimmer, you have a group of people on your football team."

"Ah, do you want to do this? Forget it, I'm not in the mood, close it, anyway, it's your responsibility if you don't get the gold medal today... Du, Du, Du!"

Kim Taeyeon opened her mouth wide, took her mobile phone to her, and she was hung up as expected.

"Ah, who!" The little hand patted the surface of the water hard, his mouth was fiercely cocked, and the oil bottle could be hung up.

But after thinking for a while, I took the phone and started to operate it. After a few clicks, I put the phone aside, then got up and went out to take a shower.

And Pu Taiyan at Wembley Stadium continued to hold his mobile phone: "Ah, if you don't answer your call, it means I'm busy. Do you need to keep calling?"

Park Taeyeon said helplessly. He called Taeyeon just now, and Yoona’s call came over. He never answered, but Yoona kept calling, so he was not in the mood to ask Taeyeon to cheer. .

"Who did you just talk to? They called you to cheer, and we were watching the ball in the box. Do you know where you are? If you score a goal, do you know where to celebrate?"

Park Taiyan listened to Yoona's wordy speechlessly, and then nodded.

"Yeah, speak."

"I just nodded."

"You pig, how can I see you when you nod your head, that's it, fighting, wait, Xiao Mu will tell you." Before Park Taiyan could speak, he heard the little guy say sweetly: "Oh Nijang Fighting! Don't bother you, get ready for exercise."

"Well, thank you, absolutely extraordinary performance, you have used more than that annoying sperm tube."

"Ah, you want to die!" This was Yoona's voice. Park Taiyan hung up quickly, glanced at the phone, and saw the kakao sent by Kim Taeyeon.

Just smiled and clicked in. There was a video file inside. Park Taiyan was immediately beaten up. She was in the shower, if it was the cheering video taken at this time.

When I clicked it on, Park Tae-yeon was immediately disappointed. Kim Tae-yeon was wearing clothes. Okay, the video is not her alone. It's the TTS trio. It should be the host of their music center today.

"Za, za, za, by the way, tonight's Olympic football team finals, come on!" During a host, Kim Taeyeon suddenly said this.

Looking at Kim Taeyeon in a sky blue dress, Park Tae Yeon smiled slightly.

But after this sentence was finished, Kim Taeyeon, who was wearing a double ponytail, made another wink and then blew a kiss: "There is also Contestant Park Taeyeon, fighting!"

"Euny is too bad, how can we be alone, as well as us."

At this time, Park Tae-yeon did not pay attention to the cheering and blowing kisses from Pani and Seo Hyun on the side. He squeezed his fist strongly, and then quickly changed his jersey in the envy and hatred eyes of several players on the side. Ready to warm up.

. . . . . .

"Wow, why didn't you arrange such a private room for me last time?" Lin Yuner sighed as she pressed her hands on the floor-to-ceiling glass, although she had already sighed just now.

Jin Xiayan poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Lin Yoona.

"Last time you came here suddenly and didn't rush to make arrangements. Well, don't be like a dumpling. Why don't you think you are a Korean face at this time." Kim Ha-yeon is worried that she will be seen watching the football game again. This is a scandal. She really sat down, so this time she was arranged for a private room, and she was given it from someone else. She owed a small favor, but others were also willing to make her owe favor.

"Hey, no one can see it anyway. This is the life of your local tyrants?" Yoona turned cup, and there is a TV in the room, so you can watch the live broadcast, and you can see it more clearly.

"Cut, I'm not always like this, but sometimes, you want the local tyrant to show it to others to make business easier." He sipped the wine specially given by others, and then cast his gaze to the competition arena.

The game was about to begin. Xia Yan tilted her head and looked at the TV in confusion. As expected, the picture showed Park Taiyan a close-up: "It seems that Nichan is very excited today."

Yoona looked at Park Tae-yeon, who was stomping fast and then jumping again and again, and said with a grin, "Of course it's the reason I cheered him."

"Ha ha!"

Jin Xiayan smiled without speaking, and continued to sip the champagne.

"This wine is good!"

"En! It's okay, usually you drink mine, it's the same." Xia Yan was a little emotional, and the wine she got back was always drunk secretly by a group of O'Neill.

"Ah, aren't you? Distressed?"

"No, it doesn't matter if you and Ernie drink it. I'm not very happy with them." Well, we are still a little bit stingy.

"Goal~~~~~~~~!"

"..." The two of the conversation quickly turned to the court, and Park Taiyan had already started to rush, directly looking for a camera, and blowing a kiss.

"That's too fast, right? 28 seconds? He is really on stimulants."