[Korean Entertainment] The years between me and Mr. G

Xilin didn't take this matter to heart, thinking it was just a song he liked. Unexpectedly, when the two of them were practicing ballet in the dance studio a week later, Zhilong suddenly said to her with a firm face, "Xilin, I No more ballet lessons."

"What's wrong...why don't you learn..."

"Remember the dream you talked about?"

"kindness..."

"I think, I have found that dream that has no possibility."

"?"

"Hip-hop, what I want to learn is this. I really liked the song that day, so I went back and checked a lot of information about hip-hop. Xilin, I want to be an artist who sings songs like that. So, I will not continue to do these useless efforts here."

"That means... we won't be able to meet here in the future?" While talking, the little guy was already a little sad. She knew that she would not have borrowed her father's mp3 that day, and things turned out like this, which she did not expect .

"Don't cry, why do you cry every so often... I will come to you often to play."

"....real?"

"Of course! Don't you believe what I say?"

Therefore, Quan’s classmate in the dance studio was unwilling to go any more. She cried every day and refused to go to the training class again. Give up the idea of ​​making his son a ballet star.After his son was soft and hard, he enrolled him in a hip-hop training class.

After all, it was the years when the children loved playing the most. Quan Zhilong was learning hip-hop every day. Whenever he was on vacation, he would go to the training class to find Xilin to play with. Other times, he would meet in the company's tea room.

"Zhilong, let me tell you something, I don't need to paint alone~" Another day like this, Xilin stood with him at the door of the company and waited for his mother. thing.

"Why? What's wrong? Don't you want to be an illustrator?"

"No! Today, when the new designer sister from the company came to the tea room, she saw me drawing and said she wanted to teach me how to draw!"

"Really? That's great! Didn't your mother never allow you to take an art class, and now someone has finally taught you. That sister is really nice~"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm really happy~"

"Okay!" Proudly raised the popsicle in his hand, learning in a dignified manner, "To celebrate your success in apprenticeship and for our dreams! Let's eat this popsicle!"

"it is good!"

Mother Quan, who came in a hurry, felt familiar when she saw Xilin. Looking back carefully, she realized that this was not the girl who shared her pink skirt in the dance studio last time!Knowing that the two met at the company, they were even more delighted, and said that there is still hope for the girl to persuade her son to enter the ballet circle in the future!So when I left, I warmly invited the girl to play at home next time.

Of course, as a very filial child, as a child who listened to his mother, Zhilong took Xilin back home a week later.

That day happened to be a rainy day, Quan Zhilong went to find Xilin, who had just finished ballet class, and halfway through the sky, it began to rain heavily, and Zhilong's house was nearby, so the two decided to go to his house and wait for the rain to subside before leaving. By the way, let's take a look at a new game console he bought... It happens that my parents are not at home, and my sister is going to cram school again. Haha, I can still play.Thinking of the footsteps, I couldn't restrain my joy.

As a result, God failed as people wished, and the power went out.The plan to play game consoles was completely broken. In order not to make Xilin so boring, Quan Zhilong ran to his mother's room and dug out the family photo album for her to read.

"Wow, brother Zhilong, have you participated in this competition?"

"Wow! So you are here! It's a pity that my parents said watching TV is bad for my eyes. I haven't watched these variety shows for a long time..."

"Ah, you even took a photo with him! Awesome!"

"Have you been here before? I really want to go with my parents..."

"..."

Quan Zhilong enjoys all kinds of compliments from Xilin, the photos taken during the competition, the picture of the family picnic, the ignorance of blowing out the candles on the birthday, all of which I want to share with her.

"Huh? Brother Zhilong...this one?" The voice of praise suddenly stopped, Zhilong stretched his head to take a look, eh, this photo is a family portrait taken on his mother's birthday, why is he so ugly in the photo! ! !Too ugly to have no friends!

"This one, this photo is not good! Don't look at it..." Quickly turned over this one, Quan Zhilong smiled very honestly, "Let's look at this one, this one... yay!!!"

It's okay if you don't flip through, but once you flip through, you will find a photo of yourself wearing crotch pants.Although the two are still young, Xilin still has a good idea of ​​what her mother said she couldn't see. She covered her eyes with a blushing face and said shyly, "I think I'd better stop watching..."

"Yes, yes, let's stop reading. It's boring to keep looking at the photo album! Let's find something else to play with, hehehe..." Quickly closed the photo album and stuffed it into the drawer. When the drawer was closed, there was a picture in the corner Paper caught his attention.The cheap hand took it out and opened it. In the photo, the parents were smiling happily at the camera.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Xilin leaned over to see what he was doing.When I saw something in his hand, I remembered that I had seen it before and said, "Oh, my parents have this too."

"Your parents have them too?!"

"Yeah! I saw it at my aunt's house too. Does every parent have it?"

"Every parent has it? Tsk tsk tsk, it's so uninspired." When he was about to put it back, he pouted without interest, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said excitedly to Xilin, "I thought of something to play with!"

...

"Brother Zhilong, are you sure you want to do this?" Xilin looked at the red book spread out in front of him, then at the correction fluid shaking up and down in Quan Zhilong's hand, and swallowed.

"It's okay, this! If every parent has it, it must be something unimportant! Besides, that photo made me look so ugly! This photo of them looks so good, it must be intentional! It's really unfair for me to take ugly pictures!" As he said, Quan Zhilong sniffed and pressed the correction fluid on his mother's face in the photo.

The white correction fluid spilled over the paper, slowly covering the words "marriage certificate".

(ps: South Korea does not have a marriage certificate, only a marriage certificate, here is for the plot~)

...

"I had a lot of fun today, so I'm leaving. Tomorrow I'll treat you to fried rice cakes near the dance studio!" Xilin stood at the door with his backpack full, and said goodbye to him with a smile, "See you tomorrow~"

"Yeah!! Good!" Zhilong grinned and waved at her, the white correction fluid sticking firmly to the back of his hand, "Goodbye!"

At noon the next day, Xilin received a call from Zhilong, who stammered and weakly said that he was not feeling well today and could not go to play with her.

"Why? Wasn't he fine yesterday? Did my brother catch a cold?"

Quan Zhilong

"No... that's not the case..." Lying on the sofa clutching her ass that was swollen by her parents, she squinted at her sister who was smiling almost behind her ears, and continued talking to the phone caller. The person at the head said, "Maybe I won't be able to see you for a few days, let's meet at the company next week..."

After he hung up the phone, Quan Damei walked to the side of his lifeless brother lying on the sofa, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said earnestly, "My dear brother, next time, don't secretly take sister's corrections." Do you know? Also, that red book is a marriage certificate. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier that you can't touch that thing. Oh, it's a bit...It doesn't feel good to be beaten by your parents, right? My poor brother~ "

"Kwon Dami, you bad woman!!" Zhilong waved his arms and tried to fight back, grinning. Kwon Dami easily dodged, then reached out and slapped his butt hard, shaking him amidst his painful screams The schoolbag walked away.

......

When Zhilong "recovered from illness" and went to practice in the company, he got a good news. With his in-depth understanding of hip-hop, he was able to recite a section of rap with style.The company decided to let him participate in the hip-hop special project album '2001 Republic of Korea'.

This incident is undoubtedly good news for him, but the producer asked him to discuss with his family about preparing a stage name, and when the time comes, see which stage name is better prepared by the company or himself, and then decide which one to use.

"Stage name?" Since she was in the company, Xilin was the first to know about it. She scratched her forehead and didn't know where to start, "Like those brothers in the hot group?"

"Yes, but I can't think of a stage name at all. Ask my sister when I get home...Actually, I think my own name is pretty good..."

"Yeah, your sister reads a lot, she can definitely help you choose a good stage name." Feeling that he couldn't help him, Xilin played with his box of little Shenlong watercolor pens guiltily, "Zhilong.... ?”

"What?" Why did you suddenly call him Longlong so affectionately? !He's not ready to be nasty yet!How is he going to respond?Linlin?Xilinlin~?

"I know! Your name is Zhilong! Zhilong, isn't yong a dragon? You see, this also means dragon! Little Shenlong! dragon!"

"What? Slow down, I don't understand! What little dragon, I'm going to Sun Wukong!" Confused by Xilin, Quan Zhilong didn't understand, so he watched her pointing at the watercolor pencil box and dancing.

"Your name has dragon, and the English word for dragon is dragon! You can be called dragon! d, r, a, g, o, n!"

"Dragon? What do you mean by dragon? That's my name!! I also have dragon in my name, doesn't that mean it?!"

"Yes!! Your name is dragon!"

"Wow, Xilin, you are amazing!" Zhilong reached out and hugged her, "You are so genius!"

The two little guys were jumping excitedly in the tea room, speaking substandard English, all kinds of joy.

.....

Time, just like this, accompanied by the warm water flowing out of the weakly ringing water dispenser in the pantry, filled the whole childhood.