Moonlight’s Korean Entertainment Rebirth

"Master, did you go directly to the airport?"

The driver's question again made Park Taiyan regain his senses, and nodded after thinking about it, "Well, if you are in trouble, let's go straight? By the way, will you pass by the Marriott Hotel?"

"Well, passing by." The driver was wink and didn't say anything about getting on the elevated highway faster.

"Well, let's go over there first! Don't turn it off, just listen to it for a while." Pu Taiyan said, watching the driver turn off the radio so that he doesn't need to turn it off. He was also a PD who did a lot of radio programs at the beginning, so he was still talking about radio programs. I like listening.

"Master can understand?"

"Reluctantly." Park Taiyan was telling the truth. Cantonese still sounded very difficult to him. Just when the host was violent with the name of the show, he hesitated to ask: "One Eighty Seven Two... You Huayuan? I didn't listen. Wrong?"

"Well, listeners are calling the program." Park Taiyan nodded, and it was a little different from his original kiss radio station. The kiss is a music program but also has a little emotional factor. This should be considered an emotional program?

Listening casually to the radio program in my ears, holding a mobile phone in his hand, hesitated to meet them.

It’s been almost a month since Taeyeon left the UK. In the first half of this month, I didn’t pay much attention to her. It seemed that the roles of the two had changed.

In the past, she was harassing her in Kakao when she had nothing to do, but recently she was looking for topics to talk to him, but Park Taiyan often remembered someone's gaze while chatting, and many topics couldn't continue.

When you tease your girl, you are surrounded by people anytime and anywhere. Pu Taiyan is also a shameful person, but now it is not such a simple thing as a crowd.

As for the girl Yoona, the number of times to look for him is getting less and less, and I don't know if it's the reason for the new drama soon, or other factors. Anyway, I haven't seen her for more than 3 months.

In a hurry! I told Sika that he said so, but when he went back as a private jet, he was not very nervous about the flight time, and the flight taking off and landing in the big evening was not too difficult to coordinate. Well, in fact, the most important thing is that this is Jiang Xueqi. Land.

Calling back on the phone, looking at the names of the two of them hesitating, can they fight? Who to call? I'm in Xiangjiang, and I don't even talk to them on both phones. I'm sure I will upset them by then?

"The following is the Zhai He's special line area. If you have any questions about love, you can call: XXX-XXX, who will be the lucky audience today? We will come back to announce it after the advertisement."

Park Tae-yeon, who was playing with his mobile phone, entered the number by hand, then looked at the driver and asked, "What kind of link is this, can I order a song?"

"Ah? Zhai heh's troubled love rescue area?" The driver looked at Park Taiyan with a playful look: "This is a call from the audience to talk about love issues. The host can only use a gentle tone (not scolding) to answer the audience's love problems. The host used a scolding tone, and the host will ask the other two hosts to have supper that night or the next day."

"Ha??" Park Taiyan listened, and successfully passed the dial button, but it may not be able to connect anyway.

"Hello, I'm the producer Guangzai. What do you call your sir? Turn off the radio first to prevent accents, and then briefly talk about the love problem you have encountered? OK?"

A series of Cantonese came out of the phone. Park Taiyan looked at the phone dumbly. Is this connected? The driver immediately turned off the radio in the car with a wink.

"Hello, I am not very good in Cantonese, can I speak Mandarin? My last name... Yan."

"Your caller ID is not a local cell phone number, are you a tourist?" The other party changed to accented Mandarin.

"Well, South Korea's number, I just came to travel this time." Since Park Taiyan got through, he chatted casually.

"Korean?"

"Mother is a celestial person."

"Do you know what our link looks like?"

"I heard from my driver just now, but I originally just wanted to make a phone call and order a song to my friend."

"This is more difficult, our link is to solve the love problem..." The producer called Guangzai hesitated a little.

"That's it, then I happen to have some questions to ask!"

"Then you can say it briefly."

"Yep..."

. . . . . .

"I'm so angry, why do you want me to buy it? This girl's gambling luck is really..." Lin Yuner walked into the convenience store with a mask and cap, and played with a group of O'Neill who was full and had nothing to do. brand.

Obviously she made the suggestion of disgusting those Chinese scumbags. As a result, the person who lost in the end became her. As a result, she could only go to the convenience store downstairs to buy drinks and snacks to honor everyone.

"Dingdong! Seven-Eleven is great!" Shrinking his head and walking into the convenience store, under the strange sight of the salesperson, I quickly went in and prepared to buy them something to eat. Although most of them are in traditional Chinese characters, this is difficult. That's what Lin Yuner thought of this girl who didn't fail Chinese tenth level.

An Xieyun, who was protecting all the way, shook his head and took out cigarettes outside the door. These girls are always having fun in such hardships. Sometimes, although they bother them, they are still very happy to see that their emotions can be adjusted well.

"Next is our Zhai Hehao love rescue zone tonight. What kind of audience will we meet today and what kind of love problems will we have? We bu, will today be like Di Wei yesterday, What about a supper?"

"Matt Chow, do you think I'm the same as Di Wei? Okay, now connect to our audience tonight."

"What the hell..." Lin Yuner murmured, why should there be such a thing as dialect, the Chinese that she has worked so hard to learn, she has no courage in Xiangjiang, and she basically can't understand what is said on the radio. Carrying a shopping basket in his hand, he walked quickly all the way, throwing different snacks into it at random.

"One eight seven two!"

"Visit the garden." Lin Yun'er moved her ears, then stopped and tilted her head cutely, thinking about how this sound was like that guy, and then raised her hand and slapped her head lightly.

"Lin Yun'er, cheer up! Whatever you do to him, he doesn't care about you."

"The audience today is a bit magical. Just now we said that the Korean Girls’ Generation will hold a concert in the next two days. So coincidentally, we received a tourist from South Korea, so it’s amazing that the other party can communicate in Mandarin. , Can this gentleman introduce himself?"

The host had already switched to Mandarin for this passage, and Lin Yuner's footsteps that had been about to move stopped again, and Xiao Lu's eyes widened.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Yan, Yan Yu...I am from Seoul."

"..."

Yoona’s mouth grew bigger and bigger. Although she thought about the name for a while before remembering that it was someone’s pseudonym during her traineeship period, she would never admit the bad guy’s voice.