[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

That night, Zhengyu sat cross-legged on the bed, looking up at the clock again and again.

Five points, three points, one point.

The phone rang, on time as always.

Only this time, Zheng Yu didn't know how to speak, and didn't reply until Ferlanant's voice was a little anxious, "I'm fine."

Ferranant breathed a sigh of relief, and cut off Bobby's number that had just begun to dial with the other hand, "Why didn't you make a sound?"

Subconsciously licking her lips, Zheng Yu murmured, "I don't know what to say."

"Oh?" Ferranant raised his brows high, and his deliberately lowered voice was magnetic, "Then, can I understand this as Mr. Xu Zhengyu knowingly committed bad behavior to himself, a little bit?" repent?"

Hearing this obviously teasing voice, Zheng Yu couldn't help but pouted, "You even sent someone to watch me!"

Ferranant smiled lightly, feeling particularly happy.Zhengyu, maybe you didn't even realize it, there was a hint of coquettishness in your tone.

"Because, whether it's me or Ferente, you have personally destroyed our trust in you."

As soon as this aspect was involved, Zheng Yu would feel so guilty that he couldn't be bothered to pursue Bobby's matter right now, so he quickly changed the subject, "Well, did you receive the invitation?"

The invitation that Zhengyu mentioned was the invitation for the opening reception of his personal art exhibition a few days later. He sent a copy to Ferente and Ferranante respectively. Yesterday Ferrante had indicated that he would come, but Ferrante, But no news came back.

"Well," Ferranante picked up the gold and silver invitation card that was placed on the desk, and gently slid his fingertips across the edge, "So, does Zhengyu want me to go?"

Are you fucking kidding me? !

Zhengyu couldn't help getting angry, stood up from the bed, and yelled back, "Nonsense, or I'll send it to the ghost! Do you know how many people can't get what they want, huh!"

Hearing the instantly raised voice and the obvious annoyance inside, Ferranante would never admit that he had a good time teasing.

Holding the phone with the other hand, Ferranant's voice sounded a bit embarrassed, "Zhengyu, I've been very busy recently, and several rival families have made new moves, so"

As early as when Ferranante said that he was very busy, Zhengyu felt his heart drop suddenly, and the disappointment spread uncontrollably.

Therefore, before Ferrante finished speaking, Zhengyu interrupted him first, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Forget it, I knew you were a busy person, anyway, Ferrante will come anyway, with you or without you It's all the same, it's really not bad!"

Zheng Yu subconsciously accentuated the last few sounds.

After finishing speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but just before his fingers touched the end button, Zheng Yu added something extra, "Well, pay attention to rest."

Hearing the barrage of cannonballs coming from the opposite side, Ferranant suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, when did he say no more?

However, putting away the phone contentedly, Ferranant was like a cat that ate a fish, his green eyes shone brightly, as if the documents on the desktop had become much cuter.

Oh, don't be too happy about concern from your lover.

Far away from Seoul.

Hanging up the phone in a hurry as if being chased, Zhengyu stared straight at the blacked-out screen for a while, then buried herself in the blanket with a low groan.

Xu Zhengyu, I'm really ashamed of you!

the next day.

The room with three layers of curtains was still as dark as night. On the extremely spacious bed, a long cocoon protruded slightly under the white quilt, and a few strands of black hair were faintly exposed near the head of the bed.

"Jingle bell~!"

The cell phone ringing out of nowhere broke the silence, and at the same time startled the people on the bed.

"Huh?" An arm stretched out from the quilt, trying to follow the ringtone, but when it touched the edge of the phone, it lost its strength and knocked the small black square to the ground.

After reacting slowly for a long time, Zheng Yu reluctantly poked his head out from under the quilt, and searched sleepily for the phone that was still beeping stubbornly.

Locking on the target, barely estimating the distance to himself, Zhengyu, who was blowing a bird's nest head, twisted his body and sat in a difficult movement:

The waist down was still wrapped in the quilt, and the upper part stretched out its arms with great effort, stretching and stretching, and then, the whole person was buckled face down on the ground because of the unstable center of gravity.

Even with a thick plush carpet, it really hurts to gnaw on the ground face down so directly!

"Ahhh damn it!"

Writhing on the ground for a few seconds, Zhengyu, who finally came to his senses, gritted his teeth and scratched his hair, picked up the phone viciously, "Hello!"

"Senior brother!" Bobby's cheerful voice came over without any hindrance, even with some morning dew, "Good morning, it's time for breakfast!"

"I don't want to eat!" Zhengyu spit out these words angrily, and Zhengyu hung up the phone forcefully.

However, before he could throw the phone out, the number belonging to Bobby lit up again on the screen.

"Brother!" This time, before Zheng Yu could make a sound, Bobby moaned pitifully, "If you don't get up for breakfast, the boss will beat me to death!"

Zhengyu, who was about to climb onto the bed, woke up instantly, "Ferlanant?"

"Yeah!" Bobby nodded vigorously through the phone, "Boss said he wants me to supervise you to eat breakfast on time."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and finally a voice came, "Understood."

Happily hanging up the phone, Bobby took out the camera from the box on one side, adjusted it, and happily wrote down on the open notepad:

Get up early and get done.

[Mr. Xu Zhengyu's first coping rule: This person is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, please use it reasonably.

Provided by: Ferranante Bryce. 】

Half an hour later, the well-dressed Zhengyu greeted the surprised eyes of Ms. Zhang and the housekeeper.

Ms. Zhang was about to go out, but when she turned around to give orders, she saw her son, who had a deep-rooted habit of lying in bed, and could hardly hold the purse in his hand, "It's right, it's raining!"

Zheng Yu, who thought it was nothing at first, felt uncomfortable when Ms. Zhang saw it like this, "Huh?"

Ms. Zhang looked out of the window, full of doubts, it didn't rain red this day.

However, as long as it is a good change, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

If she couldn't figure it out, she didn't want to. Ms. Zhang immediately ordered her aunt to prepare breakfast, and then said to Zheng Yu, "Zheng Yu, I'm going to the company, and Bobby came here after all. After dinner, you can show him around. "

Zhengyu smiled stiffly, glanced at Bobby who was full of smirks, and nodded vigorously.

The breakfast was served, but it was not the Korean breakfast that Bobby imagined, but a warm porridge, steamed buns, bean paste buns and so on.

Curiously poking a red bean paste bun, Bobby looked it up, "Is this, Chinese food?"

"Yeah." It had been a long time since Zhengyu had breakfast so early, and Zhengyu suddenly felt a little out of place, and answered absent-mindedly with a small steamed bun in his pocket.

Bobby nodded, thinking, the boss survey is really good, Mr. Xu Zhengyu really likes Chinese food.

While eating, Zheng Yu suddenly felt that something was wrong, what was this peeping feeling about? !

As soon as he raised his head, Zheng Yu couldn't help but twitch his forehead, "What are you doing!"

I saw Bobby holding up a small video camera to take pictures of himself!

Bobby poked his head out from behind the camera, and smiled a little shyly, "Don't worry about it, brother, the BOSS ordered me to shoot for at least two hours a day."

Zheng Yu's eyes widened immediately, and the blue and white porcelain spoon in his hand fell back into the porridge bowl with a click, splashing a small wave with difficulty, "No way!"

The filming was incessant, and Bobby squinted his mouth in embarrassment. With the other hand, he took out the mobile phone from his pocket, quickly pressed a shortcut key, handed it over, and blinked innocently, "Boss said, for To prevent misunderstandings, timely communication is absolutely necessary, come on, brother!"

I saw "Boss is connecting" on the screen.

Zheng Yu took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, grabbed the phone and hung up.

After struggling for a long time, Zheng Yu, who was about to get wrinkles on his forehead, finally said aggrievedly, "No need to discuss?"

Bobby smiled and laughed calmly, with a bit of encouragement in his smile, "Of course not, the boss said that he is looking forward to you taking the initiative to discuss it with him."

Zhengyu took a deep breath, and showed his miserable white teeth to the camera.

Ferranante, you are ruthless!

After breakfast, Zhengyu walked into the studio habitually, dragging behind him a minion named Bobby.

"Wow," Poppy murmured as he filmed, "That's awesome!"

Zhengyu's studio is well organized, besides the necessary painting tools, there are also a lot of photos and beautiful flowers.

The emerald green bamboo forest in the rain, the deep red maple leaves in late autumn, and the blue water ripples

The photographer of the photo may not be the most professional structural integrator, but he is certainly the best at capturing color.

Plenty of sunlight pours in, giving these brightly colored items a stunning beauty.

Bobby adjusted the angle of the camera, put Zhengyu and these photos into the lens, looked at the effect, and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

After nailing up a piece of canvas again, Zheng Yu turned his head helplessly, "I said, are you really going to continue shooting like this?"

Bobby nodded and smiled, "Please ignore me."

But anyone who is a bit famous has a skill that he can learn without a teacher: he treats the camera as nothing.

Anyway, all the paintings to be used in the art exhibition are ready, and Zhengyu is not in a hurry, just take the paintbrush and smear it one after another. When you get bored, you can grab the violin next to the letter and read a few paragraphs by hand, or flip through it. Travel magazines or something.

It was all right all morning.

After lunch, Bobby asked, "Brother, let's go exercise!"

Zhengyu, who was a little lazy after eating, glanced at him listlessly, then shrank back on the sofa, and closed his eyes firmly, "Hmph, go find your real senior brother to play with."

Bobby scratched his curly hair, without being disturbed at all, and asked persistently, "Brother, what kind of sports do you like?"

What sport?

Zheng Yu, whose mind was empty, couldn't help but think about the other party's question.

Do you exercise?

He couldn't help chuckling, neither sad nor happy.

Xu Zhengyu is the darling of heaven, not only has an amazing talent for painting, but also has developed motor nerves and a keen sense of touch.

A tutor once swore that if Mr. Xu Zhengyu did not engage in the painting industry, he would definitely be able to become an excellent athlete.

However, this advantage was not in vain after all, because Mr. Xu Zhengyu flexibly and flexibly swayed them on the beauty hunting field.

God knows, teaching beautiful women to dance, ride horses, play tennis and even skiing is a rare opportunity to get close.

So, strictly speaking, when it comes to sports, Zheng Yu doesn't care what he likes or dislikes the most.

However, there was one item that he practiced the most.

squash.

Because Xue Gongcan likes it, Zhengyu spends a lot of leisure time in those rooms without complaint.

Although Xu Zhengyu really likes to sweat freely outside the open court, although the confined space will make Xu Zhengyu feel bound from the bottom of his heart, even though Xu Zhengyu, known as the prodigal son, loves the blue sky and white clouds most.

But, Seol Gongchan likes it.

So Xu Zhengyu approached unconditionally.

It's just that accommodating cannot turn into liking after all.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yu couldn't help but smile.

Ah, it turns out that it has been so long.

It turned out that I had already lost my interest in playing squash.

"Hey," Zhengyu raised his face from the pillow, and smiled brightly at Bobby, his brows and eyes curved, "Bobby, ski, let's go skiing!"

The author has something to say: Yes, it is what everyone thinks, Mr. Xue Gongcan, congratulations, you are officially out...