[Entertainment] If you can

September [-].

In order to make her life not so boring, and not want Quan Zhilong to find her flaws, Han Jingru found a job to make her life more fulfilling every day.

So, relying on her excellent art skills and unique artistic insights, she successfully applied for the position of design assistant in c company.

The reason why Han Jingru chose this company is not only because of its generous treatment, but more importantly, this company often cooperates with major entertainment companies.

The scope of cooperation is also relatively wide, such as costume design, stage layout, makeup and so on.

In fact, Han Jingru set her eyes on the art director of this company at first, but because she was too young and lacked work experience, the company politely told her that her current level was not qualified for the post of art director. She also had to lower a lot of her own requirements and applied for an ordinary design assistant.

Of course, the job of a design assistant is not easy. It sounds like an assistant, but it doesn’t sound like a handyman. She served tea and water at the beginning. After nearly a month and a half, Han Jingru officially participated in the design work of the department.

However, Han Jingru has a special privilege, that is, she can go out to find inspiration after consulting her superiors, and she can take vacations on Saturdays and Sundays, but the premise is to submit a design draft.

As for Jin Zhener's golden finger, Han Jingru decided to get rid of her cheating weapon laptop first, to cut off her idea of ​​entering the entertainment circle.

"Ah! Sister Jingru is dying of thirst!"

The sudden male voice interrupted Han Jingru's thoughts, she raised her eyes and saw Shengli opened the door and came in, wiped the sweat off her face, and made a funny face at her.

"...Thanks for your hard work."

Reluctantly, he took a bottle and put it on the ground, and threw the mineral water he had prepared long ago. After filming his own clip, he was able to rest and win.

"...Xiao Shengxian, please drink slowly and stop choking. What are you filming now...Why do I hear the sound of something falling?"

Seeing Victory Gudong Gudong drinking water, Han Jingru couldn't help but remind her.

That's right, she is currently shooting the mv of [One Day One Day], but Han Jingru is currently staying in the bigbang private lounge next to the shooting location.

Since she was off today, and Li Baoxing was unable to come to the filming scene due to illness, I don't know what Yang Xianshi thinks, anyway, Han Jingru who is familiar with Big Bang is very honored to be invited.

To put it bluntly, she really can't help much, just come here to do odd jobs, prepare water and lunch.

"Huh? I guess I was filming the scene where Brother Zhilong threw something. It's so cool to watch it!!"

After drinking the water, Shengli threw the bottle on the table piled with jewelry, slumped on the L-shaped sofa on the other side of the room and closed his eyes, talking wearily.

"..."

Silently watching Shengli's dark circles becoming more and more obvious, Han Jingru considered whether to find a cure for him or not.

"...victory?"

Han Jingru wanted to ask something else, but the only answer she gave was the sound of even and long breathing.

Han Jingru sighed, and without making a sound, she gently found a thin quilt from the big bag in the corner, and covered Shengli, who was already asleep, with seven or eight bottles of mineral water in the bag before leaving. , canned coffee and some food, then quietly pushed open the door of the room with the bag and went out.

Coming to the corridor, after gently closing the door, Han Jingru flipped over the sign hanging on the door, so that the side of "resting, do not disturb" was facing outward.

Hearing the sound of falling things from the next door, Han Jingru walked over out of curiosity. The door of the next room was wide open. From Han Jingru's angle, she could clearly see Quan Zhilong, who was wearing a vest and a gray woolen hat, in the shooting center. He is now taking a wooden chair and smashing it hard at the mirror hanging on the wall.

Curling her lips and glanced at the broken mirror, Han Jingru watched Quan Zhilong throw away the broken wooden chair neatly, and walked around the room irritably touching his head, singing lyrics, looking at the camera There was resignation and despair in his eyes.

......

Don't look for me again when you're alive

Because I love you without a trace of regret

So please leave with good memories

barely bearable

I can barely hold on

you have to be happy even if i am

......

Quan Zhilong sang the lyrics expressionlessly, walked slowly to the long table, touched the table with his fingers gently, but his eyes were extremely gentle, as if it was not the cold and hard table but the soft cheek of his lover, and then he paused , the tenderness in his eyes was replaced by madness, he suddenly picked up the flower pot on the table and threw it against the wall, then overturned the table, Quan Zhilong pulled off the wool cap on his head, knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, with a painful expression seemed about to cry.

......

day by day

If we didn't meet each other, maybe the pain would be less

the promise to be together forever

......

Although she knew that this was acting, Han Jingru couldn't help but feel sore when she saw Quan Zhilong who was in such a state of despair. But she quickly recovered, closed her eyes and laughed secretly at her sentimentality, and touched Chin, the vest on Quan Zhilong's body is estimated to cost about 2000 RMB.

--really rich.

[System:...Actually, you are quite a rich host.]

Han Jingru: ...It feels like Quan Zhilong is richer.

[System: ...Don't worry about this. Host, what about Jin Zhen'er? They both have become boyfriend and girlfriend!! Is it really all right?![;≥皮≤]]

--Don't worry about the system, I can handle it well.

Thinking about it this way, Han Jingru heard the pd yell a pause, and then said that there is a paragraph to be restarted, and there is something like Quan Zhilong's emotional investment is not enough.

--Being a star is actually quite tiring.

Without hesitation, Han Jingru walked directly into the venue, bowed to the staff and distributed water and food to the PD and various assistants present.

"Everyone has worked hard."

"Thank you Jing Ruxi for the coffee."

"Thank you Han Jingruxi, you have worked hard too."

Accepting the staff's thanks with a smile, Han Jingru took the remaining mineral water and bread and walked towards Quan Zhilong who was still standing in the shooting center. The little assistant beside him was sticking ok bang on his hand.

"Quiet as sister."

During the filming of the MV, Jun Zhilong who saw Han Jingru glanced at the stinging wound on his hand, and greeted Han Jingru with a smile.

"It's been hard work, Zhi... You didn't even pick out the wooden thorn in your hand, so you help him stick the ok bang?!"

Han Jingru, who originally wanted to give Quan Zhilong the water and then went downstairs to breathe, couldn't help frowning and asked in a cold voice when she saw the wooden thorn on the wound on Quan Zhilong's palm.

"...yes, sorry!! I didn't notice... so sorry!!"

The assistant was a young girl, probably a newcomer, her eyes were red when she heard Han Jingru's reprimand.

"... Tsk, go and rest too, you've worked hard today."

Sighing helplessly, Han Jingru stuffed the things in her hand to the little assistant, while she found the medical kit from another room, sterilized the tweezers with alcohol, and then helped Quan Zhilong pinch out the wooden splinter on his palm.

"Be careful when you drop things, look at you, your hands are full of wounds."

Han Jingru looked at Quan Zhilong's scratches of different sizes, long and short, and couldn't help complaining.

It's just that Quan Zhilong didn't speak, and she didn't care.

"...Sister Jingru, do you also think I'm acting?"

After a while, Han Jingru, who had picked out the wooden thorn and was about to apply some medicine to the wound on Quan Zhilong's palm, heard his slightly low voice.

--What's the meaning?

"...?"

Han Jingru was taken aback, and looked up at Quan Zhilong, only to find that the other party's brown eyes were staring at her non-stop, with a very serious expression.

The expression on Quan Zhilong's face now is Han Jingru's seriousness that Han Jingru has never seen before, which makes her feel a little strange and uncomfortable.

only--

Han Jingru, who only paid attention to Quan Zhilong's expression, subconsciously ignored the complexity in the other's eyes.

"Yeah, of course I'm acting, Sister Jingru! Hahahaha, your expression is so funny!"

Seeing the dumbfounded expression in front of him, Quan Zhilong squinted his eyes and licked his slightly dry lips. He opened his mouth and smiled in a good mood. As always, his little milk voice seemed to be sweet to people's hearts. But before The weird atmosphere was also dissipated by his laughter.

"..."

Too lazy to deal with the intermittent snake spirit disease, Han Jingru rolled her eyes and helped him stick the ok bang and left, so it was impossible to know the expression on Quan Zhilong's face behind her.

November [-].

-- so good so good so good!!!

Browsing the webpage, looking at one piece after another of group or individual tracks after 2011, the smile on Jin Zhener's face became distorted due to excessive excitement.

--That's right, that's it, I must be the protagonist of this world!!

Jin Zhener searched for the detailed information of exo, a boy group that will develop better in the future, controlled the mouse with her trembling right hand, and called up one of their songs [December's Miracle].

[I long to see you that I can't see

I listen to you that I can't hear

see the unseen

hear an inaudible voice

you gave me superpowers

after you left me

......

......

I long to see you that I can't see

I listen to you that I can't hear]

Jin Zhener stared at the screen and slowly read the lyrics, put on the earphones to listen to the melody, her eyes lit up, as if she had seen herself standing at the top of the Korean entertainment industry.

--As long as I make full use of these resources, then one day I will stand shoulder to shoulder with Quan Zhilong!!

She quickly opened a page of the lyrics book she just bought, and began to copy the lyrics on it at a high speed, and deliberately scribbled and changed the blank lines of the lyrics, creating an illusion that it took a long time to write this song.

After copying the lyrics, she threw away the pen casually, looked at her "labor results" in the lyrics book and smiled with satisfaction, she closed the laptop, picked up the mobile phone beside her and dialed a number.

"Hello? Zhilong, do you still remember the lyrics I told you last time? Yes, do you have time now? I..."

Greedyly stroking the matte surface of the laptop, Jin Zhener said with a sweet smile and a coquettish tone.