[Korean entertainment] I have a special skill

One was so hungry that he ate to his heart's content, and the other was whetted by his appetite, the two of them devoured the food Quan Zhilong brought in less than a while.

Missing, who was full, leaned on the backrest and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Missing Xi opened this store because she likes small animals, right?" Looking around, Quan Zhilong asked curiously, remembering her previous behavior of taking care of small animals.

"It doesn't count." Putting her hands on her slightly swollen stomach, Missing raised her head and looked at the small house that she had decorated little by little, feeling a little nostalgic.

"Because I was very confused about my future and didn't know what to do, so I listened to some suggestions."

Before the accident happened, because she was a trainee, Shen Sinian didn't study hard at all. Maybe she once wanted to become a star wholeheartedly, but after amnesia, not only her physical condition did not allow her, but her own attitude towards the profession of artist was also indifferent .However, apart from singing and dancing, Shen Sinian can't do anything.

I don't know what to do, have no ideals and plans, and my life is a mess.

At that time, all she could do was talk to the little bird in the hospital.

It's also funny to say.The idea of ​​opening a store was strongly recommended out of selfishness by the group of sparrows who were eagerly waiting for her to feed.

"I, I remember you said that you had an accident..."

Bringing up this topic, Quan Zhilong hesitated for a moment, fearing that the current relationship between the two of them is not suitable for asking such private matters.

Si Nian glanced at him unexpectedly, she didn't expect Quan Zhilong to remember the words she casually explained in the hospital so clearly.

"It was an accident." She waved her hands indifferently, as if she didn't care that he brought up the topic. "It just hurt my brain at the time, and I don't remember some things clearly before."

"But speaking of it, if there are no accidents, you are my senior."

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Miss didn't want to show her negative emotions, so she changed the subject and said jokingly.

what?

Quan Zhilong, who was holding the water glass, blinked.

"Female idol?"

Seeing the bewildered smile on her face, he took a deep breath and suddenly realized that it was unscientific to wonder that such a beautiful woman with a thin waist and long legs was not noticed by scouts, no wonder.But her temperament should be more suitable for an actor.

That, um, the feeling of the Han people in Introduction to Architecture.

After thinking about it, she was sitting in front of the big French window and reading a book with her head down in a white dress. The sunlight projected on her body exuded a soft light, and the breeze was blowing, and the slender hair fluttered with the wind...

Quan Zhilong, who was completely immersed in it, showed a smile that he couldn't hide, alas, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

Shen Sinian, who was stared at by Quan Zhilong: ...

Why do I have the illusion that I am being viewed as @rape.

Seeing that his father and Si Nian ignored him, Quan Jiahu boredly bit the dog bone that Si Nian gave him, and he was still thinking about his purpose this time.

"Missing, my dog ​​food QAQ"

Seeing that his father didn't care about him, Quan Jiahu almost cried.

The corner of his mouth was twitched with missing, and he didn't look at it.

Do you want her to sell dog food to Quan Zhilong?joke.

But Quan Jiahu persevered and kept talking, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food, dog food...

Quan Zhilong, who came back to his senses, looked puzzled at his son who was circling around Si Nian's legs: "What is it whimpering, I haven't seen it like this before..."

"Uh, it's probably because I'm too full, yes. As a thank you for this dinner," Shen Sinian, helplessly entangled, stood up and moved a pack of dog food, the largest bag of twenty catties, on the counter.

Quan Jiahu's eyes lit up.

"No, no need." Quan Zhilong immediately refused, and hurriedly grabbed the dog food at the other end to put it back on the shelf.

Then, Quan Jiahu raised his face and looked at the two people holding dog food for a tug-of-war.

My favorite ╰_╯...

The very angry Quan Jiahu barked at his father.

Si Nian was almost amused to death by these two.

Suddenly, she let go of her playful heart, but Quan Zhilong, who was unprepared, sank her hands and almost fell to the ground again.

He moved up with difficulty and breathed a sigh of relief.

Still, fortunately, no more embarrassment.

Shen Sinian shrugged at Jiahu, saying that he had tried his best.

In the end, because of Quan Zhilong's polite insistence, Jiahu didn't buy the dog food as he wished.

Furious, Quan Jiahu, who was carried into the car by his father, decided to fight with his father for three days with a straight face.

Quan Zhilong rubbed his bruised arm and grinded his teeth, he hasn't settled with Quan Jiahu yet...

At the concert the next day, attentive fans saw that Quan Zhilong had Band-Aids and bruises on both arms, and felt very distressed.The pictures of his arms from various angles were captured and posted on the Internet, and the VIPs all speculated on why Longlong was injured.

Some brain holes directly opened to him because he had a fight with his rumored girlfriend, and the place where the Band-Aid was applied was scratched by a woman...

Quan Zhilong, who thought it was commemorative, did not tear off the band-aid, if he knew that his group of little fans were speculating about him so eeriely, he would have to rush to the street again.

Does Brother Long seem like a man who can be scratched by women?

.. ......

Long Junheng, who had been staying in the studio for three or four days in a row, put the manuscript aside, humming a tune that was almost formed, and kept moving the pen in his hand on the paper as he thought of what to write.

The first thing he can't stand is Kim Tae-joo, his little friend in the studio.

"It's been so many days, I really want to see the sun outside... No, it's moonlight." He squirmed on the table.

Long Junheng, whose thoughts were interrupted, was not angry either. He sighed deeply, put down his pen, scratched his hair that had become a bird's nest, and took a few sips of the Coke beside him.

"I still have to get the song 12:30 out as soon as possible."

Because of Liang Yaoxie's promise at the concert, they originally only planned to come back once this year, in order to fulfill their promise, they could only continue to plan and study a new comeback non-stop.

This song is an inspiration he had before, and now it will take some time to fully present it.

"Let's take a rest tonight." Jin Tae-joo carefully suggested while rubbing his hands, "How about going for a drink together?"

"Forget it, I want to go out for a walk by myself." Long Junheng shook his head. After the previous "Good Luck" album got a good response, although the amount of money jumping on the account was obviously considerable, his pressure became even greater. , I am afraid that the use of a ballad song as the title song decided after this discussion will be disgusted by fans.After all, idol groups that mainly focus on lyrical songs have not received an optimistic response in the market.

Jin Tae-joo sat on a chair and slid to him, patted his shoulder and shook his head: "When writing lyrics, you need artistic conception. Do you understand the background of the environment?"

"Oh, brother, I just wrote about these few relationships over and over again. If I write again, I will write about my crush in kindergarten." Long Junheng took a few more gulps of Coke, hiccupped, slightly Screw the cap on in comfort, and throw the empty bottle in the trash.

There are already several empty Coke bottles in the trash can.

"If you drink again, you won't be afraid of tooth decay." Jin Taizhu tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I brushed my teeth well." Grinning his small white teeth, Long Junheng pressed the handrail and stood up, "I'm too full to drink, now I'm going to go for a walk."

"Then I won't go with you." Kim Tae-joo, who wanted to have a drink, also stood up.

"Hmm." Long Junheng put on the hat of the sweater, put it in his pocket and walked out.

After parting from the door with Jin Tae-joo, Long Junheng, who didn't want to drive, didn't know where to go, and stood there in a daze for a long time.He simply found a path that was not very traveled, and walked slowly along the cracks in the stones on the side of the road.

There are not as many pedestrians on the streets at night as during the day, and walking in twos and threes on the road is not deserted.Long Junheng dressed like an ordinary young man, wearing a sweater and jeans, so low-key that no one noticed him.

This feeling... Long Junheng lowered his head and looked at his own moving steps while walking.

It seems a little lonely.