Ming Yan came to the TV station early in the morning, and it has been two days since the last time he watched a concert with Wang Dawei, and Wang Dawei and Tian Zifu also left South Korea yesterday.

These days should be the happiest days for Ming Yan to come to South Korea in the past two months, he has adapted to Wang Dawei's sand sculptures, and he left this time, and he is still a little uncomfortable.

The weather in Seoul has been very good in the past few days, and the sun is out today, but the temperature is still a little low, but fortunately, Myeongyan has also begun to slowly adapt to the weather in South Korea.

Ming Yan hasn't come to the TV station for three or four days, he asked Park Xia for a week off, and now it's not a week, he came back, mainly because he really doesn't know what to do at home, it's boring, and he usually talks to Quan Yuli on the balcony.

Pushing open the office door, Ming Yan walked in, and Pu Xia looked up and saw Ming Yan walking in.

"Eh, why are you here, isn't it a week?"

Ming Yan put the bag on his seat, "Everything is done, there is nothing to do, and I am bored at home, so I came." ”

"The day you chose is quite good, there is a recording today, take a break, and you will be busy soon. Pu Xia looked at him.

Ming Yan nodded: "Okay." ”

It's still the studio before, or the show "The Masked Singer", Ming Yan is checking whether the audio plug is forked, although this has been checked, but Ming Yan still has to check it himself, just in case.

The audience is ready to enter, and the PD on the scene is also holding the microphone to tell these audience about the precautions here, and when everything is ready, the guests who guess the comments have also entered, the lights are ready, the host is also standing in the center of the stage, and the recording has begun.

One by one walked out wearing inscrutable masks, and after singing a song, the surrounding audience showed a hypocritical expression that felt particularly good, and Ming Yan looked at them below, wondering how much money the program team had paid to invite them.

Some singers obviously don't sing very well, why do they make such exaggerated expressions?

The show is still recording, the masked singer interacts with the person who guesses the comment, says something inconsequential, and then begins to guess the identity, and the audience at the scene also made nervous expressions, Ming Yan really wanted to laugh when he saw it, he just wants to say one word now, such a variety show.

"It's fake. ”

But knowing that it was fake, Ming Yan still stayed here until the end of the recording, Pu Xia went to discuss some things with the PD, and Ming Yan also followed the field workers to pack up some things.

After cleaning up, Park Xia came back, and after a short meeting, he left work.

Ming Yan walked out of the TV, the moon was hanging high, the street lights had already turned on, and there were fewer cars on the street, so he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was almost early in the morning, and after a day's recording, Ming Yan was now exhausted, and his stomach was rumbling.

This kind of time is the most annoying, obviously tired and can't do it, I just want to go home and sleep beautifully, but my stomach refuses, and I always cooing like this.

Now is the most dilemma, there are two choices, one, regardless of the hunger in the stomach, go home and sleep directly now, the advantage of this is that you can go to bed earlier, the disadvantage is that you may be woken up by hunger when you sleep in bed, and second, now go to find a place to eat, the advantage is that you will not be hungry, and the disadvantage is that you may not want to sleep when you go home after eating.

Ming Yan thought of a way, tossed a coin, ate with his head up, and went home to sleep with his face up.

Blowing his frozen hand, Ming Yan tossed a coin into the sky.

Ming Yan looked up at the coin falling slowly, stretched out his hand to catch it, put it on the back of his hand, opened it, and with a good head, Ming Yan decisively walked into the caravan next to the TV station and ate.

This caravan is similar to the place of domestic food stalls, Ming Yan ordered a fried rice cake, and a bowl of fried noodles and sat quietly in the position to eat, although these two things are not very delicious, but in the early morning of winter can eat such a hot thing, it is really delicious in the world.

......

Ming Yan, who was still asleep early in the morning, was woken up by Wang Tianxiu's phone, and the recording was a little late last night, causing Ming Yan to be dizzy now.

Wang Tianxiu said on the phone, asking Ming Yan to go to his house to find him, Ming Yan finally got up after fighting in bed for twenty minutes, cleaned himself up, and went out.

After getting off the elevator, Ming Yan met Quan Yuli, who had just come back from a morning run.

"Morning. Ming Yan opened his mouth to say hello first.

Quan Yuli nodded: "Go to work." ”

"Well, almost. ”

After a brief exchange, Quan Yuli went upstairs, and Ming Yan noticed that Quan Yuli was a little wrong, and shouted at her back.

"Yu Li, I shouldn't be very busy today, call me if you have anything. ”

Quan Yuli heard Ming Yan's voice, turned his head to look at him, pursed his lips, and nodded at him.

......

came to the community where Wang Tianxiu was, and it was the first time for Ming Yan to come by himself.

Not long after knocking on Wang Tianxiu's door, it didn't take long for Wang Tianxiu to open the door for him, and Ming Yan walked in.

"It's coming so soon. Wang Tianxiu sat down and said.

"Well, I'll come over as soon as you call. Ming Yan took a sip of tea and said.

"Well, you know what I'm looking for you for. ”

"Guessed a little, I'm not sure. ”

"You're so smart, aren't you sure?"

Ming Yan looked at him, and only wanted to say one sentence in his mind: "Can you stop counting the words and go straight to the point?"

"It wasn't certain just now, but it should be certain now. ”

"Then you're sure, I won't say it. Wang Tianxiu lit a cigarette.

"Uh......"

This old man doesn't play his cards according to common sense.

I had lunch at Wang Tianxiu's house at noon, and when I left, Wang Tianxiu threw a sentence, "I'm coming over on the weekend." Ming Yan came to the TV station, and one afternoon, Ming Yan had nothing to do, sitting in the office until he got off work.

Ming Yan returned to the community, it was only six o'clock now, the sky was already dark, the street lights had been turned on, and Ming Yan walked into the elevator.

Out of the elevator, Ming Yan stepped on the corridor, the sensor light in the corridor also lit up, Ming Yan came to the door of the house, ready to take out the key to open the door, suddenly heard a big quarrel in Quan Yuli's house, Ming Yan turned his head to look over, her door was not closed, revealing a small half, Ming Yan is not a person who is blindly making fun, but the quarrel inside is too loud, Ming Yan thought for a while, walked to the door of Quan Yuli's house, and looked inside.

"Do you want to give it or not?"

A man raised his hand and waved it towards Kwon Yu-ri, who was sitting on the sofa.

Quan Yuli also closed his eyes at this time, as if he was ready to receive this slap.