Korean entertainment song and song couples

The artist's dinner party is actually very simple, just like ordinary friends, eating, drinking and fighting will pass.

Song Zhiyi drank some beer, not drunk but his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were clear.

"Wow, so you're in a bad mood today?" Li Guangzhu looked at Song Zhiyi and looked up and drank a glass of beer and sighed involuntarily, reaching out his hand to remove the cup from Song Zhiyi's hand.

Song Zhiyi avoided Li Guangzhu's hand and poured himself another glass: "It's been a long time since Zhongji and Zhongji disappeared, I'm very happy, don't just eat meat, let's drink some wine together."

Jin Zhongguo reluctantly picked up the wine glass and touched Song Zhiyi: "Tomorrow we will record a show, so drink less, drinking too much beer is not good for your health."

Haha nodded and agreed: "How about going to my store next time to rest and let you drink enough?"

Song Zhiyi was used to the automatic filter by Jin Zhongguo's nagging, and put the cup on the Haha cup again, and the crisp voice made her feel happy: "Okay, the last time I went there, I was not there."

"Yeah, you didn't call me either. I only found out that you had been there after hearing from the clerk." Haha was very dissatisfied. Song Zhiyi seldom got together with them. Although they met every week and had a good relationship, Song Zhiyi still Keep a certain distance from them, after all, they are girls, and they can understand.

"I brought my friends to join the party, and your friends even gave me a discount." Song Zhiyi was afraid that Haha would treat him after he found out. Although they were friends, many times they would not bother them if they didn't.

"Be sure to tell me next time, my wife scolded me last time." Haha said all kinds of grievances about his women.

"Okay, okay, next time Guangzhu go and ask me to go with you." Song Zhiyi felt Song Zhongji's gaze, lowered his eyes to look at the wine glass next to his mouth, thought about it, and finally took a sip before putting it down. This action obviously satisfied Song Zhongji. In fact, Song Ji-jin just thought it would be better to keep his image because he hadn't met Song Zhongji for a long time.

"Well, I go there often. Recently, Haha's house has a few new dishes. If you are free in a few days, I will go with you." Li Guangzhu is particularly interested in this topic.

Song Zhongji took the beer bottle from Song Zhiyi's hand and poured a glass for himself and Li Guangzhu, then poured out half of the bottle of beer and gave Song Zhiyi an empty one, interrupting the conversation between Song Zhiyi and Li Guangzhu: "Nu Na has nothing else recently. Do you have an itinerary?"

"Huh? The agent hasn't told me yet. I guess Runningman will be able to rest after recording this week." Song Zhiyi shook his empty bottle and said to Song Zhongji: "You just got out of the army and you must be very busy, right? I heard that the script of the new drama has been selected. gone?"

"It's still in preparation. There's nothing wrong with the script. I want to be on Runningman in a while." Song Zhongji has always been obsessed with Runningman, but because the filming company ordered him to get off the car early, Runningman has become a thorn in his heart prick.

"Okay, it's been a long time since you showed your face on Runningman, but now Runningman's popularity is stable, but it's not as good as last year." After Song Zhiyi said this, everyone in the room knew very well that it is impossible for a variety show to have every episode. There are jokes, and it is impossible for everyone to like it, so the longer it takes, the more difficult it will be. It will be very stressful for the MCs and the program production team.

In fact, Song Zhongji watched every episode of Runningman. He would check it when he was free from military service in the past two years. So far, he has not missed any episode. Although he got off the car, he became a loyal fan of Runningman: "It's really hard to say about the ratings, but Stabilizing popularity is not an easy task.”

This is quite true, whether it is a program or an artist, it is already very powerful to have a stable popularity, but people all want to go to a higher place, and no one wants to stand still or even go backwards.

The topic was a bit heavy, Song Zhongji smiled and cut up the barbecue meat on the barbecue grill and put it in Song Zhiyi's bowl. Li Guangzhu, who opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, was also blocked by the barbecue meat: "Don't talk about work now. Things are over, and we will become a discussion group if we continue to talk about it.”

Several people laughed, and Song Zhizhen couldn't help sighing after eating a mouthful of meat: "Zhongji, you have really matured after returning from the army."

"Well, I'll be 30 after my birthday this year." Song Zhongji lowered his gaze to the barbecue.

"Oh Mo! Is Wuli Zhongji already in his 30th generation? You can't see it at all! You have always regarded you as your [-]th generation. Sure enough, this face is too easy to be misunderstood." Song Zhiyi leaned over and stared at Song Zhongji He glanced at the side of his face: "Zhongji, is life in the army good? Why is your skin still so good? It's not dark at all." Jealousy as a woman.

Song Zhongji immediately felt the spread of the perfume, his pupils shook unconsciously for a few times, and the roots of his ears became hot, until the perfume dissipated, he turned his head and smiled at her: "Nu, this is natural, I hope Can become more manly."

Song Zhiyi wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and looked at Song Zhongji's arm that was exposed after taking off his coat: "Zhongji is already very manly..." Look at the biceps, they are almost comparable to those of Zhongguo Puppet... With such a face, Song Zhiyi suddenly remembered the words King Kong Barbie, and then couldn't help laughing.

The four men were frightened by Song Zhiyi's sudden smirk, Jin Zhongguo hadn't figured out the situation yet haha, this guy who likes to join in the fun and doesn't know anything followed Song Zhiyi and laughed uproariously, and Li Guangzhu also laughed inexplicably, I don't know Some thought they were telling some joke.

"Ah, what are you laughing at, Haha!" Jin Zhongguo couldn't bear it and pulled Haha, who was already smiling, to sit down, turned his head and patted Li Guangzhu's shoulder: "You are enough, be normal."

Haha and Li Guangzhu looked at each other and laughed even more happily, which amused Jin Zhongguo: "What are these two fools laughing about, your wisdom is infected by you."

"Hahahaha, are you saying that I'm a fool too!" Song Zhiyi took a few breaths before he could speak properly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers and coughed lightly.

"Nu, you're so weird today!" Li Guangzhu was 100% sure that Song Zhiyi was in a bad mood today, and it was very bad.

Song Zhongji also felt it, looked at Song Zhiyi's smiling face but didn't feel how happy she was, took out a few napkins and handed them to her, then secretly removed her wine glass, and asked the waiter to add more juice.

"Yeah, what's the matter with you today?" Haha also felt the same way, it was rare for Song Zhiyi to smirk like this.

For a moment, the eyes of the four people were focused on Song Zhiyi's face. After wiping his face, Song Zhiyi waved his hands helplessly when he saw this scene: "No, I just thought of something funny."

Song Zhiyi refused to say that they had no choice but to continue eating and drinking. Song Zhiyi was very dissatisfied with Song Zhongji's behavior of replacing the wine with fruit juice, but how could a table of men let her drink any more? I was afraid that this woman would get drunk and go crazy.

At the end of the meal, the few people were still unsatisfied, and the whole dinner did not end until 10:30. Song Zhongji, as the host of the gathered people, invited this meal.

When the few people walked out of the restaurant, they were a little cold from the night wind. Song Zhiyi couldn't help shivering, shrinking his red neck. He really drank high today.

Jin Zhongguo and Haha said hello and left first. Li Guangzhu left with Song Zhongji because he came with Song Zhongji's car. Song Zhiwei waved his paw at them and turned to walk towards the intersection.

Song Zhongji gave the car keys to Li Guangzhu and told him to drive the car out, then trotted to Song Zhiyi's side: "Nu Na, I have already called a driver for you, you drank a little too much today, safety is important."

Song Zhiyi also felt a little dizzy, and thought about accepting Song Zhongji's kindness: "Okay, Zhongji, I will keep in touch in the future." Song Zhiyi said that he wanted to tell Song Zhongji not to do that again, and if they disconnected like that, they might be real in the future. They are just friends on the table. Although today's meal was very unexpected, Song Zhongji didn't seem to want to be that kind of friend with her.

Hearing this, Song Zhongji was stunned for a moment. Song Zhiyi had always been a very smart woman. He always knew it, so he always covered it up carefully in front of her. Later, he didn't even dare to meet her, and used all kinds of negative emotions Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Song Zhongji never knew that he would be such a timid person before meeting Song Zhiyi. His self-confidence and impulsiveness disappeared in the face of all kinds of worries, and forbearance became his sustenance.

"Nu Na, I won't do it in the future." No longer escaping, Song Zhongji raised his eyes to look at Song Zhiyi's still perfect profile under the streetlight, and his clenched fists were sore.

The surrogate driver arrived very quickly, a plainly dressed woman, Song Zhiyi handed her the key and said goodbye to Song Zhongji: "I'm going first."

"Be careful on the road." Song Zhongji said hello to the driver after he finished speaking to Song Zhiyi: "Nu Na, sorry for the inconvenience."

"It's okay. It's work. I'll take care of it." Yang Yang, who was driving on behalf of the car, was familiar with the keys.

Looking at the situation, Song Zhiyi knew that this was someone Song Zhongji was very familiar with, so he got into the car and left without asking any further questions.

Song Zhongji had been standing there watching her car smoothly out of sight, and it was not until Li Guangzhu drove the car in front of him that he came back to his senses.

"Zhongji, what are you doing now...?" Li Guangzhu asked without waiting for Song Zhongji to warm up the car seat. This night gave him the feeling that Song Zhongji was too thoughtful.

Song Zhongji raised his eyebrows and gestured with his chin that he could drive back. Li Guangzhu drove forward helplessly, while saying earnestly: "Zhongji, since you let go, why do you still want to do this?"

"Guangzhu, I never let go." Song Zhongji's voice was full of vicissitudes, and he didn't want to say anything more, closing his eyes and pretending to be silent.

Li Guangzhu sighed and clenched the steering wheel helplessly, his eyes were deep and he stopped talking.