Because Dajun did not quit his job here, in order to facilitate the protection of his own safety, Zhang Dalong and several other bodyguards were arranged by Dajun into the company's security department, and they were specifically responsible for the group of artists called TICE, named assistants, in fact, to protect Dajun's safety. As a result, the staffing under Dajun is almost thirty, and with the addition of artists, every collective trip is mighty. However, the singing at the end of the year has ended, and the members of the group have been divided into several teams to carry out promotional activities, so that the personnel are more dispersed, but another new problem is that the number of nanny cars is not enough.

Sometimes in order to be able to arrive at the venue in time, Dajun had to let Zhang Dalong drive his SUV, the concealment and comfort of this car are first-class, so that the members who have sat in it are full of praise, and because as long as you take this car, Dajun will be on it, so several people in TICE are scrambling to travel in this car out of their own careful thoughts.

And today with Dajun is the Sakura trio, with Zhou Ziyu. If you count according to the nationality of the group members, they should be considered to be sent overseas. The destination of the trip was to record a studio about a variety show about foreign artists. And that's why these four people appeared in one car en masse.

Zhou Ziyu sat in the passenger seat, and the other three sat in the back of the car, driving Zhang Dalong and Dajun sitting behind the passenger seat, at this time he was holding a tablet computer in his hand to determine the time of the afternoon trip.

"Brother Dajun. ”

"Well, what's wrong?" it was Zhou Ziyu who called him, and Dajun withdrew his gaze from the computer and then put it on her.

"My stomach hurts a little. The girl said to him in Korean, which she was not proficient in.

"Why is it uncomfortable? You speak Chinese well, I understand. Dajun's fluent Mandarin suddenly stunned Zhou Ziyuzhen.

However, the latter obediently said his uncomfortable place again in Chinese. After listening to this, Dajun nodded, and then took out a small medicine box from the backpack he carried beside him, which was neatly stacked with various emergency standing medicines.

He wanted to take the stomach medicine out, but after thinking about it, he asked more: "Did you come here?"

Zhou Ziyu was stunned for a few seconds, and then realized which one he was talking about, although she was a little embarrassed, the girl still shook her head.

"Oh, then you take this medicine, if it doesn't work, I'll take you to the hospital. Dajun handed the medicine to the other along with the water bottle.

"Hmm... The girl took the medicine, then looked at Dajun with some curiosity and asked, "Brother Dajun, how can you speak Chinese?"

"Oh, I was born with Chinese. Daejun replied without thinking.

"Is it so powerful?" Zhou Ziyu said to him that it was amazing, who was born with a foreign language, and it was Chinese that foreigners generally thought was difficult to learn. However, the other party's pure Mandarin still made the girl's heart feel close.

This is a local sound!

As the only Chinese in the group, Zhou Ziyu has always been cautious, because she is not proficient in Korean, which makes her suffer very much when she usually interacts with people, and among the members, she is the youngest one, among a bunch of sisters, she is even more restrained, even if she can occasionally burst out some amazing words, it is only for the effect of the show. In fact, she is a somewhat introverted girl herself.

"That's right, I can speak Japanese, you see. With that, Daejun turned back to Mina, who was sitting behind him, and greeted him in Japanese, "Good morning, Mina, please take care of us when we meet for the first time." ”

Mina suddenly heard Dajun talking to her in Japanese, she was completely confused, she pointed to her nose, and subconsciously replied in Japanese, "First time meeting?"

"Hey!" Dajun nodded as he pretended to be Japanese.

Mina came back to her senses, and it turned out that this guy was funny. So he covered his mouth very cooperatively and began to laugh.

"Brother Dajun, you really looked like a Yaga just now!" Momo scoffed in Japanese.

"Yaga?!momo, I understand!" Dajun said with a dark face.

"Yaga, Yaga. Sana coaxed from the sidelines.

Then for a long time, the rattling sound in the car was incessant. Dajun was so angry that he almost dropped the computer.

Laughing all the way, the car unconsciously arrived at its destination. Daejun got out of the car and pulled the door open for them.

"Is your stomach feeling better?" said to Zhou Ziyu.

"Hmm... It doesn't hurt at all. The girl shook her head to indicate that she was healed.

Dajun nodded, thinking to himself: It should be just ordinary gastroenteritis.

"Then go in, and if there's anything you do, you'll be beckoning, and I'll just look around outside. Daejun finished speaking, turned around and closed the car door.

This kind of variety show is generally recorded for three or four hours, and sometimes when the artist comes out, it is dark, counting the time to rush back, basically dinner and supper can be eaten together. However, in order not to make them hungry, Dajun will also consciously prepare something to eat in the car, and considering everyone's tastes and habits, he usually prepares them together.

Things are not complicated, almost all of them are small snacks that can be eaten in the hand, with few calories and not easy to gain weight, among which delicious preserved fruits are the first choice, as well as candied fruits such as dried sweet potatoes. The artists took advantage of the break in the show to take it out to cushion their stomachs, so that they would not be too hungry and hurt their stomachs.

At the end of the recording, it was unsurprisingly completely dark outside, and the cold wind was blowing, Dajun and the assistant outside put the down cotton clothes on the girls' bodies in time, and in order to avoid catching a cold, they also prepared hot coffee and hot milk in advance.

"I'm cold, Brother Jun, what do you eat at night?" Momo asked habitually.

"Ramen. Dajun sat in the passenger seat in front of him and said without looking back.

"Don't, I've been eating ramen for a few days, and I'm going to turn into ramen!" Momo protested.

"And what do you say to eat?" Daejun asked.

"I want to eat spiced pork trotters, fried chicken, and sweet and sour meat. Momo immediately named a string of foods.

"Do you really want to eat?" Dajun looked at the others, all of whom looked expectant.

"What day of the week is today?"

"Weekend!"

"Alright then. I'll take you to eat boiled fish. Dajun thinks that it is not good if they don't get any meat at all, so he will take them to eat a good meal to replenish the protein and satisfy their appetite by the way.