Korean entertainment song and song couples

2016年02月17日，韩国时间晚上17点25分，新春佳节。

The Chinese New Year atmosphere in South Korea is not very heavy, so everyone is similar to usual, but the food at home is a little richer.

And this day is of great significance to Song Zhiyi.

An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws.

They made an appointment to meet and have dinner with their parents at night. Song Jiji was nervous to try on clothes at home, even more nervous than when he just entered the audition.

"How about this one?"

"nice."

"...Why do you say everything looks good?"

"Nu Na looks good no matter what."

"unreliable."

"It's the first time I've seen Nuna so nervous. Nuna really doesn't need to dress up. My parents are your fans."

"No, it's respect."

Song Zhongji had no choice but to raise his head and watch Song Zhiyi continue to change clothes. He really felt that there was no unsightly Song Zhiyi.

It was almost 19:[-] when the two finally got out of the house. On the way to the hotel, Song Zhiyi received a call from Han Jincheng.

"Are you going out?" Han Jincheng's voice did not sound calm.

Song Zhiyi glanced at Song Zhongji: "Well, I just went out."

"It was photographed, and the reporter stayed downstairs at your house to take pictures." Han Jincheng said this very calmly: "Now the Internet is full of news about your cohabitation."

Song Zhiyu was speechless, he didn't ask why he was photographed, and he didn't ask Han Jincheng what he planned to do with it. After thinking about it, he just said "I know it" and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhongji saw that something was wrong with Song Zhiyi, and didn't know what Han Jincheng said to her just now.

Song Zhiyi's dark eyes stared at Song Zhongji. Those eyes were open and penetrating. Song Zhongji couldn't help but clenched the steering wheel tightly. He had a premonition that Song Zhiyi would say something to him next, so Song Zhongji consciously pulled the car aside: "Yes What do you want to ask me?"

"We were photographed. Just as we were going downstairs, why did the security guards in our community make such a mistake?" Song Zhiyi stopped talking at this point, and she knew it in her heart.

Song Zhongji didn't avoid Song Jiji's eyes, and laughed after looking at her for a few seconds: "Nu Na, do you think it's me?"

"No, I think you have something to hide from me." Song Zhizhen shook her head. She never doubted that Guo was arranged by Song Zhongji. , although Song Zhongji didn't ask her to discuss it, it would make her a little awkward, but to be honest, she didn't feel too disgusted. If this man really wanted to make it public in this way, he was forced by himself.

Song Zhongji did have something to hide recently, and he didn't intend to tell Song Zhiyi at first, but it seems that some things are getting too much: "Nu, wait, I'll make a call to confirm."

Song Zhongji dialed the president's phone number, and the president was undoubtedly responsible for the past few days. He had no intention of making it public at this time, because he respected Song Zhiyi's ideas, and the disclosure was not his business alone, so some time ago the president When I asked him about it, he told the president directly, but he didn't expect so many things to happen recently.

"President, I wonder if you have something to communicate with me?"

"Oh, have you seen the New Year gift?"

"...You clearly objected to us making it public before."

"That was a few months ago. Your popularity is stable now, and everyone in the circle now knows about your relationship. Sooner or later, it will be made public. It's better to make it public when Song Zhiyi is also popular. It won't do you any harm. "When they objected, the two had just confirmed their relationship, and not many people knew about it. Now the more people in the circle know, the more they can't contain the fire. It's better to take advantage of the fact that both of them are popular now, and then stir it up for a while. Yes For the company, such fiery benefits far outweigh the damage caused by the publicity of an artist's love affair.

"President, at least let our client know about this kind of thing?" Song Zhongji rubbed his temples, this feeling that even his private life is completely controlled by the company is really, too bad.

"So what do you think about the renewal of the contract?" The president changed the subject.

Song Zhongji was even more troubled: "President, let me think about it for a while." There are too many companies poaching Song Zhongji recently, and the company is very concerned about this matter, so they have asked him to go to the company to negotiate.

"Well, then I wish you a happy Chinese New Year." The president hung up the phone after speaking with a smile.

Song Zhiyi probably understood after hearing this: "How did you plan?"

Song Zhongji stretched out his hand to tie the hair around Song Zhiyi's ears, changed his helpless expression just now, and smiled all over his brows: "To whet their appetite."

After saying this, Song Zhiyi remembered that Song Zhongji was a person who would not suffer. This person had so many tricks and careful thoughts, so he slapped his hand off in a funny way: "So you planned to renew the contract?"

"Yeah, the condition they're giving now is [-]% of the company's shares. It's already a very powerful thing for the company's artists to have [-]% of the company's shares. I'm not greedy, but at least let me If you can’t have a normal income after filming, it’s better to have a position in the company.” Song Zhongji’s wishful thinking is this, but having shares doesn’t mean anything, and [-]% is very little among shareholders. I'm afraid the company won't give you more, so what he's fighting for now is a position.

"This idea is very good. The annual dividend of [-]% of the shares should not be enough for you to make a movie. If you have a job, you will have more security." Song Zhiyi agrees very much, men must have such self-motivation. Well, my man really never let her down.

Seen by Song Zhiyi with a particularly tender look, Song Zhongji couldn't help but want to go over to kiss her but Song Zhiyi covered her mouth: "Do you want to eat my lipstick?"

Song Zhongji grabbed her hand in a funny way and kissed twice on the back of his hand: "I'll kiss again when I go home."

When the two arrived at the hotel, their parents were already waiting in the private room. Standing outside the door, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but take a deep breath to adjust his emotions. The first time he saw Song Zhongji's parents was really nervous.

Song Zhongji gently took her hand: "My parents must be more nervous than you, so don't be scared later."

Song Zhiyi had heard Song Zhongji talk about his parents before, but he thought it was Song Zhongji's exaggerated description, but as soon as the door was opened, Song Zhiyi saw the expressions of joy, nervousness and embarrassment on the faces of Song Zhongji's parents.

"Song Zhixi, hello." Song's mother even used honorifics when she was excited, and got up and walked towards them.

"Uncle and aunt, you can call me Zhiyi or Chenglin." Song Zhiyi bowed cautiously to say hello to them, and Song Zhongji on the side also said hello to his father and mother who hadn't seen him for a long time, and his mother's smiling eyes narrowed.

"Come on, come on, Song Zhixi is hungry? Sit down and eat." Song's mother hadn't changed her address for a while, and Song Zhongji hugged his mother in dissatisfaction to correct him: "Mom, how can you use honorifics for your future daughter-in-law? ?”

"You kid." Song's mother glared at Song Zhongji with a smile, and Song's father nodded with satisfaction.

Song Zhiyi was so ashamed that he pulled Song Zhongji's clothes to shut him up.

Finally seated, Qianfu Qianmu and Song's father and Song's mother had already met before the two came, and chatted about some things, especially the two women even started planning their children's wedding.

Song Zhiyi sat next to Song Zhongji, with two parents on both sides. This position was arranged very carefully.

"Zhiyi, I'll call you Zhiyi from now on, come and have something to eat first." Song's mother was very enthusiastic about Song Zhiyi, and Song Zhizhen smiled politely at Song's mother: "Yes, thank you."

"You don't have to be polite to us." Song's mother's whole face was filled with liking for Song Zhizhen, but Song Zhizhen was a little embarrassed, and Song's mother had dispelled the tension just now.

Song Zhongji approached Song Zhiyi's ear with a funny face: "A die-hard fan."

Song Zhiyi stepped on Song Zhongji under the dining table. Song Zhongji didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and smiled very childishly.

Then the adults' topics began to revolve around the two of them.

"When will you make it public? There have been a lot of news recently, don't you want to make it public?" Mother Qian asked.

Song Zhongji wiped his mouth and looked at Song Zhiyi, then smiled at Mother Qian: "I guess it will be made public in a few days. We were photographed when we went out today, and everyone knows it now."

"Ah? How could it be photographed? But it's okay, do you have any plans after it's made public?" Song's mother asked immediately, and the questions one after the other seemed to be gradually clichéd.

Song Zhongji fully understood his mother's thoughts. He had already told his parents what he thought. Song's mother asked at this time just to know Song Zhiyi's thoughts, so Song Zhongji replied to Song Zhizhen: "What do you think?"

Song Zhizhen was helpless. Facing the eyes of the people at the table, she knew that what she said was very important, and she also knew what they wanted to hear. She thought for a moment and coughed lightly: "Um, my thoughts are the same as Zhongji's."

Saying this, father of thousands of fathers and mothers of Song and mother of Song breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the in-laws are determined: "That's good, that's good, otherwise, since it's all going to be made public, let's get engaged after a while ?”

"Okay, okay, choose a good date. Although it's just an engagement, it's also very important, and the banquet must be arranged."

"The children are all entertainers, don't make it too grand to get engaged, just invite relatives to the banquet."

"Husband is right. It's not easy to have two children. We'll make them bigger when we get married."

The two parents began to talk about their engagement, Song Zhongji quietly grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand to play with, and asked softly, "Nu Na."

Song Zhiyi turned his head to meet his eyes, and Song Zhongji's eyes were full of warmth: "En?"

"Nu Na, engaged, do you have any objections?"

Song Zhiyi held his hand back, pursed his lips and shook his head. In fact, if Song Zhongji said he wanted to get married, she might not be able to refuse, because it was Song Zhongji.

If it wasn't in front of his parents now, Song Zhongji probably couldn't help but kiss him a long time ago, grinning happily: "That's great." Being able to fall in love with Song Zhiyi is the best thing in his life.