[Korean Entertainment Nichkhun] The male god strikes

On the morning of the second day after the concert, Nichkhun and his teammates flew to the United States non-stop to participate in the next small concert.Because of the problem between the itinerary and the plane flight, the time to buy the ticket was more than four o'clock in the morning.

Counting from the end of the concert, everyone rested for two or three hours, then began to wash and pack their luggage and rush to the airport.

Sitting in the nanny car, the team members closed their eyes and rested in unison.After an hour's drive, Nichkhun didn't intend to take a short break. After taking out his mobile phone from his pocket and sending a text message full of love, he started surfing the Internet on his mobile phone and casually browsed the news.

The phone, which had not been used for a long time, was still stuck on the homepage of a well-known entertainment website. Nichkhun tapped Refresh, and after a while, his pupils shrank slightly, his brows raised, and he stared coldly at the content on the phone screen.

2PM and the rookie group SA had a conflict in the lounge. The huge title showed the theme. Nichkhun clicked to enter the content, and saw the reporter exaggerating the facts and explaining what he thought was the truth in words. Photo.The photos posted on the Internet, no matter from the angle of shooting or the situation on the spot, are obviously misleading.

Touching Taecyeon's closed eyes beside him, "Huh?" Taecyeon looked at Nichkhun who woke him up with blurred eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Nichkhun handed the phone in front of him.Taecyeon leaned sideways on Nichkhun's shoulder and stared at the screen. Within two seconds, Taecyeon took the phone and locked his eyes tightly on the content. Seeing the expression of the newcomer bowing his head and apologizing, Coupled with the indifferent eyes of their group, the explanatory text below the picture made Taecyeon couldn't help but swear.

What do they mean by relying on themselves as seniors to force newcomers to apologize?What does it mean to be indifferent to the other party's apology?What kind of gaze did the reporter see? Didn't he see the back of Jun Xiuhong's hand? He looked at it and blurted out another foul word.

In the quiet carriage, more than one or two people opened their eyes because of Taecyeon's two foul words.When Taecyeon came to his senses, Junhao squinted his eyes and pulled the phone out of his hand.After a while, I heard the same swearing as Taecyeon burst out from the backseat, expressing their contempt for the authenticity of the news content.

The time of the 2PM plane was very early, and there were no reporters waiting when it arrived at the airport.Xu Min and the staff escorted several people who came and went in a hurry, checking tickets, sending luggage, and going through security checks. After a series of actions, they hurriedly left this place where disputes are very easy to happen.

And just as they got on the plane and slept with their heads covered, the first pages of the major websites were replaced with the news that Nichkhun and the others had seen earlier in the morning, casting a shadow over 2PM's rare trip back to China.

On the day the news broke, the click-through rate rose rapidly, and the comments below gradually changed from accusations and insults to doubts, doubts, and finally disbelief.

In just two days, the topic of seniors taking advantage of their seniority to bully younger newcomers in the entertainment industry was brought up again.

And some incidents that happened because of this also came into the sight of everyone again, attracting a lot of attention.

On a sunny afternoon, Nichkhun walked gracefully on the street, his black-rimmed glasses blocked the glare of the sun, and he looked around with his mouth pouted, not knowing what he was looking for.

By the stone steps beside the fountain, Nichkhun put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking like a handsome boy, drooping his head listlessly.

Not more than 200 meters away, by the glass window of a certain coffee shop, a woman wearing sunglasses covering half of her face stared at the outside laughingly, and then got up to check out and leave after a while.

The coldness that appeared out of thin air on his cheeks stimulated the scorching skin, making him tremble all over.Looking up at the source, he lost his anger in an instant.Putting on an expression full of grievances, he pouted his lips, "If I were ice cream, it would have melted."

After taking the iced drink from his wife, he quickly put it on his cheeks before carefully studying his lover whom he hadn't seen for a long time.His eyes swept over Song Qian's forehead slightly stained with sweat, and his heart ached.

The movements of her hands have already surpassed the control of her brain, and she habitually wiped the sweat from her forehead while muttering, "I really can't stand the heat."

Muttering to herself and the gentle movements on her face made Song Qian smile. While enjoying his intimate movements, she glanced up and down with a smile, and stretched out her hands to pinch his fair face as if playing a trick, "Fat."

His hands paused, Nichkhun glanced at her secretly, then swept his whole body calmly, and rubbed the face that she pinched, it really hurt.

It was rare for the two to meet, and they were abroad again.She doesn't have to be on guard like she did in China, wearing simple couple outfits, walking from street to street, being her exclusive tour guide, introducing attractions one by one.

In the evening, the two dined at the open-air table by the river bank, watching the night scene and savoring the authentic European flavor.Song Qian took a sip of the fruit wine, looked at Ni Kun's expression, and said, "Backstage, what happened?" After a pause, Song Qian swallowed the fruit, "It's terrible to write on the Internet."

Inserting a piece of fruit and handing it to her mouth, she nodded with rare approval.After sharing a plate of fruit, he casually leaned on the back of his chair and looked away from the other side. Then he narrated in a concise and concise manner, and finally snorted, obviously contemptuous of the truth reported by the media.

Before Song Qian was ready to speak, the waiter came with two small plates of cakes, placed them softly in front of the two, nodded at them with a smile, and bent down to leave.

Looking at the delicate and delicious cake in front of her, Song Qian looked regretful, leaned slightly and whispered to Ni Kun, "I can't eat any more."

"En, leave it alone." While speaking, she lowered her head and stirred the cake in front of her, unaware of how arrogant her actions were.

Song Qian originally thought of something else, seeing his arrogant tone and looking up at her from time to time, she guessed what was in the cake.Gently picked up a small spoon and tasted a few mouthfuls of cream, nodded in satisfaction, his eyes sparkled, "It's really delicious."

As he spoke, he took another sip, shaking his body happily from side to side.The movement of her hands stopped for a moment, Song Qian took the spoon and probed lightly again, the sound of the tiny metal touching reached her ears, she curiously used the small spoon to peel off the top layer of cream, and saw a smear of silver. White comes into view.

Just seeing the silver circle, Song Qian knew what Nichkhun would do next.Before she took out the ring, Nichkun asked excitedly, "Do you like it?"

Looking meaningfully at Ni Kun's obedient expression, Song Qian lowered her head to deal with the ring on the plate, and peeled off a thin layer of transparent paper wrapped around the ring, revealing the true face of the ring inlaid with broken diamonds. Song Qian took it lightly with her fingers, and she was a little puzzled, "It's different."

Nichkhun looked at Song Qian's expression without missing a beat, and couldn't bear to underestimate, how could it be different from what he imagined.Well, it must be dazzled, thinking about it slightly shook his head, and answered the question curiously, "Do you like it?"

Song Qian didn't answer aloud, her eyes were fixed on the ring on her index finger, the design of the ring had changed from the last time the ring was compared, and the shape of the diamond had changed a lot.

She raised her hand and pointed the diamond at the light, the flash of light blinded Song Qian for a moment.I don't know why, at this moment, I recall the love in college.

When I was young, I didn't understand love.That boy gave her a sense of security. Three years of acquaintance, two years of acquaintance, and finally ended because Song Qian chose to go to Korea to develop.Song Qian still remembered that the news of her going to Korea was very popular in school.

One day after she told him the news, the boy asked her out.When walking from the dormitory to the meeting place, Song Qian saw from a distance the slender figure of the boy under the big tree so depressed. When she approached, seeing his thin face that he hadn't seen for a few days, Song Qian felt that she was really cruel.

The boy didn't say anything about asking Song Qian to stay. He said that Song Qian he knew was free.Later, she came to South Korea alone, and one day she had no schedule to see the sun, and when she took out her old clothes to dry, a ring fell out of it.

Song Qian picked it up and saw that the style was very ordinary.A few letters were engraved on the ring, and when she saw it clearly, tears overflowed her eyes uncontrollably.

"Qi, Qian, don't you like it?" Her thoughts were disturbed, Song Qian looked away and saw Ni Kun's nervous expression, she shook her head comfortingly, "No, I like it very much."

Seeing Nichkhun's dumbfounded expression, Song Qian remembered what she said. Sure enough, she was not suitable for literature and art, and she thought about blurting out, "How many rings have you bought?" This was Nichkhun's third proposal, and the ring on his finger Obviously different from last time, Song Qian was a little curious.

purchase?Nichkhun immediately barked his teeth and claws, and his volume increased a little, "I don't like the ones in the window, of course I designed them myself."

Rubbing her fingertips, Song Qian said in a flat tone, "Keep going."

The third marriage proposal, the place in the United States, the proposal method was cake, and ultimately failed.