Korean entertainment's sneaky male god

"Can you give me a day off?" Quan Zhilong was submerged by that piece of paper for a full seven days, and finally persisted until the end of the concert. He could not persist until the next vacation, so he had to lay the groundwork first.

"Are you too tired these days?" But Yang Xianshuo has an average of 6 hours of work and rest every day for the previous schedule, whether it is practice or other performances. As an artist who has debuted for a long time, this time is already the best , but he also proposed a rest time? "Or do you think my itinerary is unreasonable?" He spoke alone, representing the entire group.

"It's not... purely personal reasons." Quan Zhilong explained.

It is difficult for Yang Xianshuo to give a reason for taking a vacation, and it is difficult to persuade him to explain the reasons of other members: "If you don't tell me, what if other members refuse to accept?"

"It's really a personal matter. I can't wait for you to give me a break. I want to solve it today. I'll find someone to ask me, what am I?" Quan Zhilong looked at the computer, but his eyes were A hollow look.

Yang Xianshuo finally understood the reason why he couldn't say it, but—"You still don't understand Yiyuan's attitude, don't get too entangled, isn't she very good now..."

Quan Zhilong raised the corner of his mouth bitterly: "President nim, just because she's good doesn't mean I'm good."

Yang Xianshuo's attitude as a man warned him: "She has a son, any man would not accept such a thing, let alone you can find a better one with your conditions, why do you have to..."

Quan Zhilong said: "That's because you don't know, I think, as a man, I should also be a responsible man, I'm sorry, President nim, whether you agree or not, I will not participate in any work today, terribly sorry."

"Wait a minute." Yang Xianshuo stood up and called him who was about to leave, "You only have a day off, but do you know what's next? You might regret it if you take a day off."

Holding the doorknob with his hands, he stood firmly at the door and took a deep breath: "I shouldn't regret it..."

Yang Xianshuo has always been very calm in the face of everything in the company, but this time, he said very calmly: "Ah... Jin Yeyuan took over that case, and she will also participate in the next performance, so I will be with you ..."

"What?" Quan Zhilong looked back interested, "Really?"

"It's a sure thing if I can say it, she herself agreed, ah-what a rare opportunity, I thought she would refuse, so I said a lot of good things, but she readily agreed, thatxx's guitar She will play the performance, and the part of girls in Missingyou, do you have any opinion on this arrangement?" Yang Xianshuo formally asked his opinion, but he smirked without saying a word, "Then you still want to rest?"

Quan Zhilong grabbed his hair and apologized embarrassingly: "Then...President nim, I'll find Kim Yewon to practice."

Yang Xianshuo: "She's not in the company, so she probably has nowhere to put her son in training."

After being confirmed, Quan Zhilong did not immediately enter his work status because of the president's words, he just thought about the last sentence the president said, "Her son probably has no place to rely on." Although there are many family members, he also recognized it. The biological mother, but there is not much change to the original one. Her biological mother likes to travel around the world. After solving the Korean matter, she left for a month before I don’t know which country, and the adoptive mother’s side, let alone, is nothing major. She didn't want to bother that mother about the matter at all, and would rather work hard than ask her, so as not to hear those uncomfortable words.

"Shall I go out now?" Quan Zhilong asked any of the staff, hoping to get permission.

But the one who answered did not expect it to be victory, as if he understood him very well: "Go, go, your heart is no longer here." It seems that among this group of people, he is the only one who understands him best.

Downstairs, I rang the doorbell of Jin Yeyuan's house. There was still a distance between the downstairs and the upstairs, and I saw a delicate boy's face appear on the screen: "Hello..." Seeing that it was Quan Zhilong, he seemed to know him De and behaved very well, "Is there something wrong?"

Seeing that face, Quan Zhilong thought of the dna report, and greeted with kindness and warmth: "Hello... please open the door for me, I brought you a gift..."

In fact, Quan Zhilong has nothing in his hands except his mobile phone.

The kid opened the door believing it. When the door was opened, Quan Zhilong was a little apologetic. If he went up and saw nothing, wouldn't he hate him again...

According to the address given by Xiansheng, he finally found the place where Jin Yiyuan lived. The door seemed to be ready to open. He pushed the door open, took off his shoes at the entrance, and saw the child stepping on the stool to find something by the door above the kitchen.

Quan Zhilong stepped forward and hurriedly hugged him off: "What are you doing? It's dangerous. Do you know that it's not the weekend? Why don't you go to school?" Isn't his mother very strict, unless it's a weekend or sick, he won't let him Did you go to school?

With his round eyes open, he pointed at the other side of the room pitifully: "Mom is sick, and no one sent me to school, so I didn't go to school today..."

Quan Zhilong put him on the ground: "Your mother is sick?" This is unlikely, Jin Yeyuan rarely gets sick, how could it be possible to get sick in this kind of season that is not too cold? Is it that serious? "Then you shouldn't climb so high, if you fall down, who will take care of your mother..."

He pointed to the medicine on it: "There is mother's medicine over there. I just took that medicine last time."

"Last time? When?" Quan Zhilong saw the potion and took it down by the way, "Is this?" Seeing that it was cough medicine for children, he was completely confused, and it was just a child, "Your mother is an adult, and you The cold medicine I take is different... Do you have a high fever? Take me to see it?"

His small hand grabbed his index finger at once, but Quan Zhilong felt a little bit, his hand is really small, just like holding his mother's hand when he was a child, it feels so big and warm, is it he who is grasped by him like this? There will be a sense of security.

Following Xiaoren's lead, he walked into the room with tightly drawn curtains. The person lying on the bed was covered tightly with a quilt so that he couldn't even see his face. Quan Zhilong and Xiaoren approached the bed , he pulled the quilt carefully: "Yiyuan? Yiyuan...is it serious?"

"It's okay, I'll be fine after I sleep, don't let Xiaoren in, or the cold just happened to infect him again..." The voice covered by the quilt sounded dull.

It turned out to be like this, Quan Zhilong carried a child out of bed who was curious about Yewon's state: "You go outside and wait a while, I'll come out after a while, you understand?"

He turned around and left the room in a sensible manner, and closed the door by the way.

"It doesn't matter, go to the hospital if you feel uncomfortable." Quan Zhilong said while measuring the heat on her forehead with his hand, and compared it with his own, "It seems a little hot, you won't tell me that Xiaoren infected you Yes."

"You also said that you took care of him for two days, and when you came back, you found that he had a cold. How did you take care of him..." Jin Yeyuan complained under the quilt.

Quan Zhilong simply pulled back her quilt: "Come out to get some air, if you don't die of illness, you will be suffocated to death, Xiao Ren is already outside."

Jin Yeyuan sat up with her tired body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "He hasn't eaten anything since morning, so you can help him, there are instant noodles, and you can order takeaway..."

Quan Zhilong didn't know where his confidence came from, he rolled up his sleeves: "Why don't you let me show my skills, do you have kimchi?"

Jin Yeyuan held back his enthusiasm fearfully: "Don't...instant noodles are fine, don't let our little ren eat bad stomachs." Thinking of the past, plus the first day in Japan, the little ren who called on the phone couldn't eat without eating. It's his masterpiece, "You have confidence, I don't have confidence in you, just instant noodles...don't think of any tricks..."

Quan Zhilong put down his sleeves and withdrew his confidence: "You really underestimated me. The portion for one person is different from the portion for a large group of people. I won't make it so unpalatable, right, next time I will only make one portion for you You'll see me differently."

Jin Yeyuan smiled sickly: "Stop bragging, you can know how much you serve for breakfast, it's okay for you to know, no one else has tasted it yet, right?"

Hiding a handsome smile, Quan Zhilong stroked her drenched hair: "You go to sleep first, and I will help you buy medicine later, and I will deal with the little guy outside first."

Jin Yeyuan lay down in peace, thinking that the two of them should not be a problem for just a few short hours, not to mention that they are in this room, so you can ask her directly if you have any questions.

Quan Zhilong closed the door of the room, looked at the spacious and clean living room, and suddenly began to picture those unrealistic happiness in his mind, just like in TV dramas, Xiao Ren is the naughty son running around in the room.

After a while, just as Quan Zhilong was immersed in the daydream he made up, someone pulled his pants and looked at him in confusion: "What are you thinking? Can you tell me? My mother needs to go to the hospital Is it? It seems to have a fever..." Holding the children's anti-fever stickers to him, "This is what I used last time, there is still in the drawer, give it to my mother..."

Quan Zhilong held the fever-reducing stickers in his hand and pointed to the spacious sofa in the living room: "You play there, I will cook noodles for you, and we will buy medicine for mom later. You are useless, these are just suits you."

He blinked, although he didn't understand, he still pretended to understand: "Oh..." Then he obediently walked in the designated direction, dragged the toys he used to play with from under the TV drama cabinet, put them on the tea table, and started own world.

Looking at Jujia’s house, and thinking about his own home, except for the recording studio, he really rarely enters the kitchen. It took me a long time to find all the noodles before I started to boil the water.

It is not easy to feed the little guy with a sense of happiness. When he ate the noodles, his expression was bitter, and Quan Zhilong realized that the taste must be different from his mother's, so he reluctantly ate it.After finally taking care of his stomach, I have to take him to a nearby pharmacy.

Sitting the little guy on the cash register, wearing sunglasses and preparing to pay, the little guy is no less popular than him, and he can most attract the attention of the cashier girls: "Wow... so cute."

Quan Zhilong pointed to this face proudly, and took off the sunglasses on his face: "Of course, he is my son."

Unfortunately, passing by a familiar person, Quan Zhilong immediately put on his sunglasses and bumped into Jiang Hudong: "Your son?" He pointed at Quan Namxian strangely, "Isn't this the son of Jin Yeyuan's family?" What was in his tone? The feeling of being his son.

Jiang Hudong kept calling out to the person who looked like Quan Zhilong: "Ah...it could be that Jin Yeyuan is sick..." He said so loudly that even the people in the store recognized him as Quan Zhilong, The person who pointed at the child and said his son just now is Big Bang's captain Quan Zhilong.

The people in the clerk looked at Quan Zhilong a little differently, he had no choice but to stop, and he would become an impolite person if he walked like this. The child caused a bad influence, so he had no choice but to stop and take off his sunglasses politely: "Hello..."

The little ren also greeted politely.

It turned out that Jiang Hudong's branch was nearby, and he invited Quan Zhilong to sit there for a while in a hospitable manner. Quan Zhilong was reluctant at first, but Xiaoren reminded: "My mother is sick, and she hasn't eaten until now, but now it's noon You don’t even know how to cook delicious food, how do you take care of your sick mother, you have to fill your stomach before taking medicine, don’t you?” This reminded Quan Zhilong, sure enough, the child is not careful at all like him .

"Brother...that..." Quan Zhilong was a little embarrassed holding the medicine, for a barbecue restaurant, is this request too much, "Can you give me a porridge, and some meat is also fine, I will pack it. "

Xiaoren also nodded: "My mom is sick, and she hasn't eaten since morning. She can't eat instant noodles like us."

"What? Zhilongxi, if you were placed on an isolated island, would you starve to death?" Jiang Hudong mocked with a smile.

Quan Zhilong doesn't think so, at least he will make do with it, if he meets a woman who can't cook, he probably will starve to death.

If a woman living in the city meets a woman who can't cook, it's probably cheaper for a restaurant owner like Jiang Hudong to spend every meal in the restaurant.

When Jiang Hudong turned around and walked into the kitchen, and was ordering the kitchen specially for his porridge, Quan Zhilong asked Xiao Ren to face him, and said seriously: "The porridge is for your mother, but you have to know, the meat is for you." I bought it specially for you, if you suddenly call me ajuxi to go home in front of others, I won’t eat it for you, you know?”

Does this threat work?

"As long as you treat my mother well, I will fulfill all your wishes." He said very firmly.

This little guy, what on earth does he know, and he can satisfy all his wishes.

Jiang Hudong came back and stared at Xiaoren for a long time, then he groped his chin, wondering: "If I heard correctly in the store just now - he is your son?"

Sure enough, he did hear it.

Quan Zhilong hugged the little guy very proudly: "How about it, do we look like it?"

Jiang Hudong shook his head with difficulty in confidence: "He looks very different." He didn't believe what he confidently said to the cashier just now, but it seems that he is the only real rumored boyfriend that Jin Yeyuan has ever dated...

After thinking about it, she nods confidently: "I heard from Yiyuan that this kid seems to like music."

Quan Zhilong admitted confidently: "That is inherited from my talent, don't you think?" Finally, he found that his son resembles himself in some ways.

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