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Park Ji-sub is glad that he is in South Korea, not in China. The place is small, all parties are strong and powerful, and the people are ...... It's all stupid and foolish. The most important thing is that journalists here are not omnipresent.

The storm caused by Quanbao Blue and Citrine swept through the whole of South Korea in just half a day. It's just that the people who learned showed two extreme opinions, one was to belittle Park Ji-sub and Jeon Baolan, after all, the age gap was there! Coupled with the fact that Park Ji-sub is still a minor, this is an obvious early love.

As for the other one, express full support. One is the youngest popular writer, musician, and screenwriter in the country! At a young age, he has tens of billions of assets, and his future is limitless. The other is a genuine singer who has returned from the magical country of the United States, and the two are together, isn't it good.

And one of the most important points is that the popularity of Quanbao Blue is not obtained by exposure at all, but by real results. The Korean people value her achievements, not her public image at all, love or something, people don't care at all.

It's just that kissing in front of so many fans is a bit unacceptable.

Park Ji-sub is tormented at home, while Oh Seok-jee, Tang Bin, and Seo Jun-so are tormented in the company. The mobile phones of the three of them have not stopped since the end of the pick-up, and they are answering the phone with the charger plugged in......

"I'm going crazy when the press conference will be ready." Wu Xijie took advantage of the pause on his mobile phone for a while, looked at the other two guys who were also anxious and shouted angrily.

"Preparations are already underway, and it is expected to start at six o'clock in the evening." Xu Junxiu sighed, calmed down the emotions that were about to be crowded by the ringtone of the mobile phone, and tried to say calmly: "Now the public opinion on the Internet is out of control, many authoritative authors have jumped out to accuse Ji-sub, and those senior singers are also supporting each other......"

"Why?" Wu Xijie asked with a solemn expression.

"Quanbaolan has been labeled as a treasure, Ji-sub is harming people, what do you say?" Tang Bin threw the phone on the table and said angrily: "And Quan Baolan is not much better." The fan association has exploded, protesting that Citrine is actually in love at such a young age. ”

"The fan's affairs let him solve it by himself, and those who jumped out are all recorded, just a bunch of clowns." Wu Xijie knocked on the table. "What we need to do now is to prepare the press conference, and Beyoncé will come out to attract firepower, and Americans can speak more effectively than natives." ”

"As for those online public opinions, you don't need to care! S.M is playing better than us in this piece, if you respond rashly. Being caught by the other party is another big trouble. Oh Seok-jie rubbed his temples, he had followed Park Ji-sub for so long, and he had learned a lot in crisis public relations: "Inform YG and ask them to send someone over in cooperation with the press conference in the afternoon, with the trump card of Quanbaolan, it's time to confront it head-on." ”

Xu Junxiu and Tang Bin looked at Wu Xijie stupidly, this tone is still arranged...... It's not Wu Xijie's style!

"Look at what, Park Ji-sub's guy gave me a plan after the pick-up. I'm just honestly following through the cracks. Wu Xijie pursed his lips, and sure enough, he was usually too soft.

On the other side, Park Ji-sub looked at Jeon Bao-lan with resentment in his eyes, and he had a little headache.

"You're on good terms with Curie?" The girl asked, pouting and looking frustrated.

"Slave, there are some things that I can't say for the time being." Park Ji-sub felt that his tongue was a little knotted.

"Well, although that woman is a little self-conscious, she doesn't have any bad intentions." Jeon Baolan pitifully pulled the corner of Park Ji-sub's clothes and whispered, "I just want to know, I'm better than her." Who matters. ”

In this world where polygamy is allowed, Jeon Baolan never thought that Park Ji-sub would love her alone. From the moment the girl decided to be with this boy who was six years younger than herself, she didn't bother to care about others, she only cared about one person.

Just face this kind of problem. No man could answer. Especially Park Ji-sub, who is only Park In-jeong, and the rest are equal people......

"Actually......" Park Ji-sub said with an embarrassed expression.

"Hey, you really like tall people." Quan Baolan's little face wrinkled, his head slammed into Park Ji-sub, and he shouted angrily, "It's obviously me first." It's not fair that there are no more first-come-first-served arrivals. ”

Park Ji-sub was instantly shaken by the strange theory of Jeon Bao Lan, in fact, the relationship between the two is more family than love. Park Ji-sub has love for Lee Ju-ri, and only pity and concern for Jeon Baolan, this is the difference. But this must not be said, the devil knows what Quan Baolan's heart thinks.

"Slave, take a rest first, there will be a press conference in the evening." Park Ji-sub sighed, pressed the little head on his chest, and said earnestly.

"You're with me!"

Quan Baolan hugged Park Ji-sub directly, pulled the other party to the brand-new bed, pushed it down hard, and then crawled over and lay on the other party's chest comfortably and said, "I miss this feeling so much." ”

Park Ji-sub looked at the girl with a pleasant expression on her chest, and was stunned for a moment before reaching out and hugging the other party and saying, "Sleep, I'm not going anywhere, I'll accompany you." ”

"Well, I didn't want you to grow taller before, but now it's good to find that you've grown taller." Jeon Baolan raised his head, kissed the corner of Park Ji-sub's lips, and said with joy in his eyes, "I feel more secure than before." ”

The baby-faced boy smiled, pulled the sheet next to him and put it on the girl, hugged the other party's petite body and looked at the clear sky outside the window and began to be in a daze. After a while, the sound of steady breathing came, and Park Ji-sub looked down at Jeon Baolan, who was already asleep, and let out a long breath.

He sensed Quan Baolan's emotional uneasiness, from the time she was found to the present, this girl seemed to have been in a state of fear.

"It seems that only time will tell." Park Ji-sub pulled away the girl's messy hair, kissed the other party's fleshy face, and murmured, "Have a good rest, go home." ”

On the other side, Park Hyo-min rushed home after class, but the girl had just entered the house when she was attracted by the shoes at the entrance. She raised an eyebrow and stared at the running shoes, which were at most size thirty-seven, for a moment, then pulled a playful smile on her face, and then she looked at the pair of high-heeled shoes on the shoe cabinet that she hadn't seen in a long time......

"Dafa, a is going to ...... death" Park Hyo-min hummed a little song in a good mood, changed his slippers and came to the door of Li Juli's room on the second floor and knocked on the door.

"Coming back, where's Porin?" Li Juli opened the door, looked at Park Hyo-min and asked with a calm face.

"I don't know, but Ernie! Aren't you in Busan? Park Hyo-min walked into the room with a big grin, lay down directly on Li Juli's bed, found a comfortable position and said, "I shouldn't have run back because of the incident at the airport." ”

Li Juli glanced at Park Hyo-min and smiled without answering. This chick is always dying, but now...... She needs this brainless chick. (To be continued.) )