Korean entertainment strategy game

Dongyang pulled away the little boy with fluffy hair in his arms in a good-tempered manner, and patted the wet imprint on the light blue skirt.

The boy seemed to be frightened, and when he realized it, he kept bowing his head and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry..."

He held an opened can of Coke in his hand, and it seemed that what was poured on her was Coke, but Dongyang noticed that a lot of drinks were also spilled on him.

Because he was in a good mood, the smile on Dongyang's face didn't even disappear.

"Compared to the spot on my skirt, you sprinkled more on your body. Are you okay?"

"..." The boy raised his head, and this was the only way he could clearly see the person he bumped into.

She is a beautiful older sister with a light blue dress, long straight black hair, a nice voice and a very kind heart.

"Although it's summer, the temperature has dropped tonight. Remember to change your clothes later. It's easy to catch a cold." After saying this, Dongyang bypassed the little boy and went to the bathroom.

……

"Ronghe!" A young man about a few years older than Dongyang ran to the little boy's side. "Why are you covered with Coke?" Seeing that Zheng Ronghe looked dazed, the young man stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "Are you OK?"

"...It's okay." The little boy named Zheng Ronghe shook his head.

"What happened just now? Why are you so numb?"

"Will it cool down tonight?"

"Huh? It seems to be..."

"Then I'll go and change first."

Zheng Ronghe scratched his head in some annoyance.It must be uncomfortable to be poured on the clothes by Coke.That sister looks like a really nice and gentle person.

This little episode was quickly forgotten by Dongyang. She was in the bathroom with a little water to deal with the stains on the skirt before returning to the dining table.This dress was not her favorite, nor was it a special gift. Later, when she realized that she couldn't deal with the stain because it had been delayed for a long time, Dongyang simply threw the dress into the trash can.

As for the little incident that happened at that time, she didn't take it to heart.

A few days later, she also packed her things and got on the car back to Seoul.

As for Busan, the 11 years spent here are considered as a rest for her growth.It's like living again, grasping every minute and every second, but after all, this is just an illusory world.

She is Dongyang, but not Dongyang.

And as long as she knows what she has to do next, that's enough.

At this time, the sun in the summer afternoon is blazing hot, as if it wants to melt people into the mountains and forests.

Dongyang was sitting in the driving car looking at the scenery outside the window.As long as you drive through a green forest and reach the national highway, you have really left the border of Busan.Dongyang didn't look back until he completely left this piece of green.

The parents in the front seat are discussing various matters after returning to Seoul, occasionally mentioning her university affairs, and asking about her final intention from time to time.The previous violin competition was a national-level youth competition, and it was rare to win a top prize.With this award and Dongyang High School's previous achievements, it will not be a problem to go to a good university by then.

Dongyang answered her parents' questions word by word, but at this moment her gaze was on the somewhat yellowed old photo in the wallet clip.

The little girl in the photo is holding a little bun.

Remember, this is a photo taken by Kwon Dami for them.

I also remember saying that I promised to wait for her to come back.

It's just a pity that I have left and lost contact.

But it doesn't matter, the so-called task is to find something on your own and then try your best to complete it.

Dongyang closed the wallet, squinted his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled.

Dong Xu, who was driving the car, was still struggling with this problem, as if it wasn't his daughter who was going to college, but him. "Which college does our daughter want?"

"As long as it's...in Seoul." Dongyang replied back to his senses.

Because the first mission target is in Seoul, then she is in Seoul.

At this time, Dongyang was 16 years old and went to university in 21, near the [-]st century.

Dongyang enrolls as a special violin student?

No, but admission based on your own grades.It's just that most people think that she is a person who has practiced violin hard since she was a child, and now she has acquired achievements here and finally entered school at a young age.

But apart from violin and studying, she has nothing special or good at than others.

As a few years younger than the average person, there is another advantage of going to Seoul University of the Arts-most of the seniors feel that she is too young and embarrassed to do it, out of humanitarianism.But it's okay to use it as the center of the topic, but it can be chatted for a long time.Just like girls always talk about boys, and vice versa.

But none of this has anything to do with Dongyang. She still lives her own life every day as if she was in Busan. The university also lives in a small apartment very close to the school. Of course, the price of housing in the school district is not cheap. College students will choose to rent together.It's just that Dongyang's home is completely affordable, but it doesn't matter the price, and he won't share the rent.

In fact, the university’s accommodation conditions are not bad, and the general kitchen and bathroom utensils are very complete, but the application and procedures are very troublesome, and the competition is fierce, because the universities in South Korea do not have the so-called basically undifferentiated accommodation in China in her previous life. , Most of the accommodation can only be applied by the top students of the previous period, and there is a time limit.

Her major of choice is the Department of Practical Music, where she studies a wide range of music.

So... her college life was busy.

She was so busy until two months after she started school that she spared her time to inquire about Quan Zhilong's family.She just inquired in her spare time, so she knew the approximate address after nearly a semester was about to pass.

At the end of the semester, after the exam, Dongyang rejected the mt invitation of the seniors and sisters in the department, which is a common short-distance trip among college students. Instead, he took a car to the place he had inquired about before.

After asking a few passers-by and knowing the direction of the address on the paper, Dongyang walked to the house not far away.

She didn't want to see her mission target directly this time, but luckily, not long after a woman led a little boy walking from the aisle not far away, Dongyang subconsciously turned sideways and hid behind the wall .

With just such a glance, she vaguely recognized that woman as Han Miyan of memory.So... the little boy Han Miyan is holding is supposed to be Quan Zhilong, right?

Slightly turned sideways, Dongyang began to look at this little boy who hadn't seen Baozi in memory for 11 years.However, Dongyang quickly frowned.This... just looking at this height and body shape, one can tell that his desire to grow into a tall and handsome man in the future is definitely a fool's dream.If that's the case... wouldn't the task be more difficult?After all, no girl would like a short boy.

What's more, she doesn't think that the girl Quan Zhilong likes in the future will be a simple strategy character, otherwise there won't be such a task that she needs to perform.

Dongyang rubbed his forehead depressed.

On the other side, Han Miyan opened the door and took Quan Zhilong, who had just participated in the dance competition in the amusement park, back home.

"How about it, do you still want to make music?" Li Zhimei put the shoes at the entrance into the shoe cabinet before entering the room.

At this time, Quan Zhilong had just washed his hands and the apple, and then he took a bite and held the apple in his palm.He nodded and said, "Well, I think music is much more interesting than dancing."

Han Miyan smiled, "Well, my mother will fully support you to become an artist. But Zhilong, are you sure this is the path you want to take in the future? You know that sometimes, once you decide on something, it is There is no going back."

"I know."

Holding her son's hand, Han Miyan looked seriously at Quan Zhilong who was growing up in front of her.No one can tell what will happen in the future, but a lot depends on the decisions made now.

My son has been sensitive to music since he was a child... I wonder if it was because Dongyang was always playing the violin beside Zhilong... Han Miyan quickly shook her head with a smile.It was a few years later that Zhilong became really interested in music. When he was five years old, he joined the band "Little Ghost Roora", which was composed of children, but it was a pity that it disbanded soon.After that, she would take him to participate in some small dance competitions on weekdays, although the competition prizes were only some small snacks and certificates of no substantial use.

A few years ago Zhilong joined S&M Entertainment Company as a trainee, but it seems that the training in the company was not smooth.

Han Miyan touched Quan Zhilong's head as encouragement. "You danced very well today. It seems that you are so good in the company. Mom will make you pork rib soup for dinner as a reward. But, before that, you have to do your homework in school first."

As soon as he heard that there was pork rib soup, Quan Zhilong, who was still growing and eager for meat, his eyes lit up, he swallowed and said loudly: "Got it!"

"I'll check it?" Han Miyan put on her apron and poked her head out.

"Ok!"

Quan Zhilong quickly ran upstairs to his room.With a burst of momentum, he took out the homework from his schoolbag and placed it in front of the desk, but probably because he was really indifferent to homework, he stopped writing before finishing a page, and drew the curtains in front of the desk. Pulled and opened the window again.

The light must be not good enough for him to want to sleep...

Thinking of this, Quan Zhilong got up slightly and poked his head out of the window, and then he saw a girl in a white T-shirt and dark blue jeans standing in the sun looking up at him, and their eyes happened to meet.Quan Zhilong was stunned, but his eyes did not move away.

Dongyang probably didn't expect Quan Zhilong to poke his head out, but she didn't panic, instead she thought a lot during that period of time.Although I want to get closer to my mission goal, but everything is too much, it is better to wait for the reminder of the strategy before taking action.

So Dongyang narrowed his eyes generously, smiled and waved to Quan Zhilong on the second floor.

"We'll meet again."

The smile on Dongyang's face was brilliant under the sun, and even his porcelain-like skin seemed to be translucent.Quan Zhilong couldn't help blinking his eyes, wanting to know what she said, but the distance was too far away, it was impossible for him to hear her, and he couldn't see her mouth clearly.

"What are you talking about!" he couldn't help shouting.

"..."

No one answered him, because Dongyang had already turned a corner and left the alley.

Quan Zhilong couldn't help rubbing his eyes, but he took a closer look, and there was a young girl somewhere in the street below his house.Just now, it wasn't his fantasy, right?Tilting his head like this for a while, he didn't even hear the sound of someone opening the door and entering the room.

With a "boom", Quan Damei flicked the back of Quan Zhilong's head heavily with his index finger, and said angrily, "You bastard, what are you looking at if you don't study hard?"

"Aww!" Quan Zhilong immediately hugged his head in pain, "Sister, what are you doing..."

"What are you doing? Naturally, I'm here to supervise your studies. Otherwise, do you think I'm here to catch up with you?" Quan Damei narrowed her eyes.Before that, she went to high school outside and rented out with her classmates, so she didn't come home very often.Coming back now is also because of the end of the term and the end of the course.

Quan Zhilong looked carefully at the white T-shirt and jeans his sister was wearing, and asked curiously, "Could it be...was it my sister who was standing downstairs just now?"

"What's downstairs? I just came back. Don't talk about what you don't have. Hurry up and study hard for me!"

"..."

In the end, Quan Zhilong, who was forced by his sister to study, had no choice but to write all the homework for the weekend, and reviewed the content of the final exam by the way.

After everything was finally over, Quan Zhilong was drinking rib soup at the dining table while feeling emotional in his heart, this rib soup is not so delicious...

It's just that the person standing downstairs...is it really just his illusion?