Korean entertainment hibiscus

In a blink of an eye, it will be February 2011, 2, the Chinese New Year.

GD&TOP的活动结束，志龙又一头扎进4辑的专辑录制中。4辑定于2月24日发行,而25日起连续四日都将举办“BIGSHOW”，日程又开始紧凑起来。

As the backbone of Bigbang, Zhilong once again took charge of the songwriting of all the songs in the new album, and he lost a lot of weight.As soon as I came back from the company, I went straight to the bedroom and fell asleep, even snoring rarely.

Hearing the snoring sound from the bedroom, Zhou Jin sneaked into the kitchen and secretly took out the half-made dumplings during the day and started to work.In the past, when I was in China, the Spring Festival was the busiest time at home.After the mother mixed the stuffing, she and Xiao Nan each moved a stool and sat next to her mother, kneading noodles, rolling out skins, and making dumplings. The flour was all over their bodies, but they were very happy.Relatives who have not been to the house for a long time also came to the house. A group of people huddled together and talked about the daily life, chewing the good time with the fragrant dumplings just baked, so happy!

The Spring Festival is also called "Jiujeong" in South Korea, and it is a national festival second only to the Mid-Autumn Festival.At this time, the whole country is immersed in an atmosphere of joy and peace.

Zhou Jin has no idea about these Korean sayings, she is still a Chinese in her heart, and the Chinese celebrate the Spring Festival as the Chinese do. If she is asked to abandon her experience of more than ten years and learn the way of foreigners again, she will not be able to learn. Come.However, it was getting dark now, and Seoul had regulations prohibiting setting off firecrackers, so Zhou Jin didn't plan to do so.

Before she knew it, all the dumplings in the basin had been wrapped, and she looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.In fact, Koreans like to eat dumplings, and dumplings are often a hot food in Chinese restaurants here.So Zhou Jin decided to make a feast of dumplings with different kinds: celery stuffing, leek stuffing, cabbage stuffing, sauerkraut stuffing, and beef stuffing. In order to impress Zhilong, she specially made dumplings one by one into waves. Bo dumplings, clam dumplings, horseshoe dumplings, purse dumplings, crescent moon dumplings, small lock dumplings and so on are all kinds of strange shapes.Pour all these dumplings into boiling hot water, stir them carefully, turn off the heat and cover them, count the time, then add cold water and cook, repeat this twice until you see round dumplings floating On the water, Zhou Jin was not in a hurry to pick them up one by one, and walked to the door of the bedroom first.

"Knock knock, Mr. Quan Zhilong is up~" She bent down and put her ear on the door, listening to the movement in the room, "Why is there no sound?"

Zhou Jin knocked on the bedroom door again: "Mr. Quan Zhilong... ah!" A pair of big hands suddenly encircled her from behind, hugging her in a big circle before putting her down.

Zhou Jin rubbed her chest in shock: "When did you get up?" Someone is too elusive, right? !

"Well...just now." He stretched his waist, "I was awakened by the urinary system, so I didn't bother you when I saw you working in the kitchen."

"Pfft..." She couldn't help laughing, "Do you know what day it is?"

"What's the reward for answering correctly?" His eyes lit up.

"Hmm... you answer first, remind me, it originated from a traditional festival in China."

"It's the old day, isn't it?" He guessed it in a few seconds, seeing her nodding and said regretfully, "Mom and Dad have already gone to bed so late, otherwise we can give them a new year's greeting. Hey, my son It's really unfilial, and I can't be with them on such a festival."

"Tomorrow, I can accompany you to give them New Year's greetings." She blurted out, and regretted it as soon as she said it... Is this considered volunteering to meet the parents?

"Really?" He held her in his arms again, and the gentle smile in his eyes was about to drown her in it, "You said it yourself~"

"...Can I go back on my word?"

"No!" He hugged her and began to imagine, "I've never brought a girlfriend home for the New Year before~ You must be very cute to my parents, and my sister has always hoped that I can find a reliable one." girl, she will be very happy to see you~"

"Ahem..." She shifted the subject guiltily, "Do you smell anything?"

"What?" He gestured to sniff her, "The scent on your body?"

"No!" She flushed with shame, "I mean the smell from the kitchen."

"This smell..." He let go of her and walked towards the kitchen, "Wow, did you make these dumplings?"

"How is it? Isn't it ugly?" She bit her lower lip nervously.

"Well...it's not ugly, it's just a little weird." He picked up a spoon on the cooking table and scooped out a dumpling. "I've never seen this kind of dumpling before."

"This is called..." Zhou Jin realized that she couldn't find a professional Korean word to describe it, so she had to say in Chinese, "This is called Xiaosuo Dumpling."

"Xiao Shuo Jiao?" He pronounced it in a strange tone, "What a strange name."

"...Although you don't need to go to China to develop at the moment, your Chinese won't degenerate to this point." Zhou Jin raised his forehead, "It's Xiaosuo."

"Fiction?" Zhilong repeated, "is there any difference?"

"...Who taught your Chinese?" Is there a big difference? !

"The foreign teacher hired by the company." His eyes never left the dumplings, "Is it ready to eat?" I'm so hungry.

"Wait." She pushed him outside the kitchen and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "I'll pack these dumplings first, you go outside and wait."

"Hurry up~" As soon as someone sat down, he began to knock on the table with chopsticks.

"Here we come." She brought out the loaded dumplings and watched him eat with her chin resting on one hand. "How does it taste?"

"Hmm!" He gave a thumbs up, his mouth was full and he had no time to speak, then suddenly paused, "I seem to have eaten something hard."

"That's peanuts, and the peanuts in the dumplings symbolize the prosperity of the new year's career."

After listening to the explanation, Zhilong became very playful, and pierced many dumplings with his chopsticks, revealing all kinds of fillings inside: "Huh?" He spotted something with sharp eyes and pinched it out, "What is this?" ?”

"...!" Zhou Jin was dumbfounded, she never thought he would use this move, "This is a ball, you can open it."

He pried open the ball as he said, and took out a piece of paper inside: "Wish voucher?"

"Hmm..." She rubbed her hands embarrassingly, "As long as I can do it, I can wish for anything."

"Oh~" He nodded his head like an old man, and asked with a smirk, "Can you make any wish?"

"Yes." Why did she have a bad premonition...

"Then I'll take it first, I don't have any wishes at the moment~" He stuffed the paper into his pocket, and continued to eat the plate of dumplings that he poked terribly.

"Shall we post couplets together later?" she asked seeing that he was almost finished eating.

"Couple?" He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue. "What couplet?"

"That's it." She rummaged through and found a pair of red couplets. In fact, Zhou Jin didn't expect to be able to buy couplets in Korea. She thought Koreans didn't post them.

"Oh, let me do it." He took the glue and the couplet and walked out the door, clapping his hands within a few seconds, "It's done!"

Zhou Jin looked at him expressionlessly: "It's pasted upside down..."

"It's okay." He quickly tore off the couplet and pasted it again, "What about now?"

"...Don't you think this word looks a little strange?"

"It's a little bit." He nodded and looked at the couplet carefully.

"Mr. Quan Zhilong, the characters are reversed..." She pushed him away helplessly, and re-pasted the couplets that were already cracked, "It seems that your foreign teacher didn't teach you to recognize Chinese characters well."

"You can't blame him." It was windy outside, Zhilong pulled her into the house, "If you haven't practiced for a long time, you will be unfamiliar, otherwise, can you teach me?"

"Okay~ Is there a salary increase?" She looked like a miser.

"I'll add it to you right away~" Zhilong picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey!" Zhou Jin slapped his troubled hands, "Don't do strenuous exercise immediately after meals."

"We don't exercise, we just cover the quilt and just chat." Zhilong put her down on the bed, and quickly got into the quilt by himself, "Let's start~"

"...You actually just want to go back to sleep." Zhou Jin looked at someone next to him who had begun to close his eyes and rest his mind.

"No, talk about what you want." He lay down in a more comfortable position.

She really wanted to ask: "Why did you get tattoos in the first place?"

He slowly explained: "moderato means medium speed, vitadolce means sweet life, toofasttolive, tooyoungtodie means hasty life, die young, this sentence comes from a certain costume master. At the time "lie" was questioned by the outside world, the pressure It was so big, I just wrote these on my wrist, not wanting to give up my music because of other people's opinions."

"Won't it hurt?" She stroked his tattoos, as if she could see his red and swollen skin after the tattoo was done.

"Pain can make me remember. It's like my album. When I was 60/70 years old, I could listen to the melody of the song anytime, anywhere, read every word of the lyrics, and look back at who I loved at that time , what have you done, have you ever regretted it, and have never forgotten it.”

"Then do you want tattoos in the future?" She asked with a frown.

Zhilong turned over: "I don't know...Maybe one day I will go again when the pressure is high. Youth is a motorcycle. Although adults say it is dangerous, children can still ride it, and it is fast. Youth is the same. Yes Do what you want, and do what you don’t want to do. If you speed too fast, you will miss the scenery, and if you go blindly, you will experience setbacks, just like me now. But I have never regretted it. Because I still believe that I am right. I want to continue walking dangerously , Singers don’t seem to be sensible. But they are worried. Now they think a lot. It should be a process of growing up. It really shouldn’t be like this.”

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Preview of the next chapter: I went to meet my parents~

The author has something to say: The holidays are over. . . . .