Not long after talking to Yin Na, Li Xiuman also called him.

I don't know if I really thought about it deeply, or for what purpose, I actually apologized to Fang Yan for the matter of the Grand Theater.

This made Fang Yan feel a little surprised, but he still accepted it with peace of mind.

After all, the relationship between the two is still cooperative, and there is no need for the two sides to make such a stiff fuss over this trivial matter.

And, the most important thing is that this won't make it difficult for that stupid white sweet yellow Meiying to do.

Sure enough, when Fang Yan called her, although she was still a little embarrassed, her voice on the phone was obviously much happier.

……

"You really don't stay at home for a few more days?" Li Yinghong sighed helplessly as she looked at the non-stop dialect she was talking to her phone.

The life of an artist really does not stop for a moment, that is, she is also urged by the company three times a day.

What's more, it's still a popular 'idol' like Fang Yan, watching him call one after another, I feel a little sad for him.

"No, I can't be idle here, so I might as well go back and run around to make some money. The dialect also had a wry smile.

It's also a blissful annoyance.

Which 'idol' can be like him, the announcements are endless one after another, and advertising endorsements are also coming one after another, that is, he finally went home to rest for two days, and every day he kept killing the chain of buttons, which almost blew up his mobile phone.

There is really a feeling that if he doesn't go back, the company won't be able to survive.

Fang Yan really wants to scold, Nima, Lao Tzu is just an artist, okay, the company doesn't interfere much, you guys make a fart every day.

Also, Lao Tzu is on vacation now, what about your promises, your festivals?

But when I thought that I still had a few girls to raise, I gritted my teeth and endured it.

The most important thing is to make money, who wants him to be a bitter force now.

How could Li Yinghong not know his thoughts, and sighed: "Then you go and say goodbye to your neighbors, and don't forget anything you want to bring at home." ”

"Okay. ”

The things that the dialect actually brings are very simple, except for the things when he came, just some photos that can make him find some memories.

As for the rest, well, there's really nothing to be nostalgic about.

Dialects sometimes feel sad for this body's childhood, what kind of carefree teenager is this, it is simply a lonely childhood that is depressed to death, there are few friends, and there are few playmates when I was a child.

It's better now, but it's not even their impression.

Not to mention these close neighbors, who have long forgotten about them because they are in the United States all year round.

As for the relatives, well, this is even more miserable, my father is an only son, and my grandparents have passed away a long time ago; the relatives on my father's side have been separated by three generations; if it weren't for my mother's side and Li Yinghong's aunt, I would have doubted whether I was a lone star.

So much so, when I came back, I felt a little out of place.

And after he stayed for two days, he also knew that this hometown, which he didn't think much about, was estimated to come in the future except for worshipping his parents on Qingming Festival.

There's nothing to be nostalgic about.

However, it is also good that this makes him, a reborn man, less concerned and trivial.

However, during this period, Fang Yan also went to his hometown in his previous life, and when he found that there was no such family as him in this world, in addition to some loss, he had a sense of relief and relief after some distress.

If his parents really appeared in this world, and there was a son in his family who was the same or different from him, and they didn't know him, he really didn't know what he would think.

It is estimated that it will be tangled to death.

And just when some media in South Korea discovered that Fang Yan had suddenly disappeared and speculated where he was, Fang Yan quietly returned to this familiar and busy city after spending a tangled vacation for about a week.

……

"Ernie, do you say that OPPA doesn't want us anymore, we haven't seen anyone for so many days, and no one in the company has taken care of us, we seem to be abandoned......" After doing a few exercises, Park Ji-yeon was bored on the floor and asked Park In-jeong pitifully.

"Yes, Renjing. Park Hyo-min also wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I haven't seen OPPA for a few days, isn't he in Seoul? ”

Park Renjing was also powerless, and said with a drooping face: "How do I know this, OPPA He didn't greet us at all, alas...... Zhiye and they haven't been here for a few days, and I heard from the people in the company that they are busier than us every day, and I don't have time to ask. ”

Gu Hara pouted and said: "I guess OPPA must be ready to be lazy again, every time he encounters a busy schedule announcement, he will find all kinds of excuses to hide away, and this time it must be the same." ”

Park Ji-yeon immediately nodded and said, "That's it, OPPA is the laziest." ”

When several other people thought about it, they all agreed.

If Fang Yan saw them distorting their character like this, he would definitely want to shoot them to death.

Gu Hara suddenly clapped his little hands and said, "By the way, why don't we call, just make a call and ask him where he is." ”

"That's right, that's right, then which of you has a mobile phone number?" Park Hyo-min nodded, and immediately started searching, "Renjing......, do you have it?"

Looking at the two of them shaking their heads, he asked Park Ji-yeon again, "Do you have it?"

"Neither did I. Park Ji-yeon shook her head in disappointment.

They suddenly realized that they really didn't care much about it at the beginning, and now they didn't even have a number in the dialect.

Just when several people were sighing, a small voice suddenly appeared.

"I have an OPPA phone?"

"Zhi'en?"

"What? ”

The girls suddenly turned their heads in unison to look at the source of the voice, and the next moment, they all froze in unison.

Isn't this Li Zhien's little girl.

Was she talking just now?

Park Ji-yeon clapped her palms excitedly and exclaimed, "Wow...... Sure enough, it's someone OPPA likes.,I touched your ass last time.,I didn't expect to leave you a mobile phone number.,Zhi'en.,How did you do it.。 ”

Li Zhien hurriedly shook his hand with a red face and said, "No, no, no...... I, my number was left when OPPA was notified of the interview, and I didn't think about it, so I saved it at the beginning, so I ...... it."

Oh......

Everyone also reacted, and Park Ji-yeon naturally knew that there was such a thing, at the beginning, didn't she leave with Ji-eun with a disappointed face, but fortunately, at that time, a phone call from Fang Yan pulled them back.

Park Hyo-min couldn't wait to urge: "Then what are you waiting for......? I can't wait to see what OPPA is doing......"