When the script of Kim So-hee's online drama was written to the end, the crew's start time was also set. She stayed at home for a long time to write the script, and when she typed the last line, she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Now she finally has time to make an appointment with Park Yahui to do skin management.

During this time, Kim So-hee was puzzled by the lack of professional knowledge of screenwriting, and informed Park Yahui of everything. Seeing that the painter and friend she has been bringing since she was a rookie is interested in becoming a screenwriter, Park Yahui is of course very happy.

Although it is difficult to get ahead in the screenwriting industry, if you find an opportunity, money and status are not a problem.

Although Kim So-hee is not very eager for these pursuits, Park Ya-hui feels that with a partner like Song Jong-ki, Kim So-hee should find a way no matter what, so that the public can see that she is worthy of him.

"I think this Sino-Korean joint screenwriter training course is good, now the slogan of cultural exchange is getting louder and louder, and many Chinese TV dramas have a good reputation. Moreover, this class is also opened in the North China Film and Television Academy, where many top Chinese stars have been cultivated! ”

Park Yahui took out a copy of the many plans and put it in front of Kim So-hee: "Although this advanced class is only the first session, the teachers are all great teachers!" Moreover, there will be academic certification from China and South Korea after the completion of the study, which is a rare opportunity, so you must consider it carefully. ”

Kim So-hee was a little excited, but also very difficult. This refresher course is completely in accordance with the length of study in Huaguo, as short as two years, as long as three years, how can she tell her uncle?

"How can I tell my uncle about this? Moreover, I don't know Chinese either."

Last time, she missed the plan to study comics, and this time Park Yahui really hoped that she would not miss it again, so she showed two hundred percent eloquence, making sure that she understood the preciousness of this opportunity.

"I put all the forms to fill out in the back, you go back and discuss with your uncle, the refresher class will be held in November, pay attention to seize the opportunity."

Kim So-hee held the plan and had something on his mind. After going back, I put the plan on the coffee table, and after feeding the cat, I began to cook absentmindedly.

From her own point of view, of course she wanted to go. But this study time is inevitably too long, not to mention that Kim So-hee has a hunch that in the near future, she will talk about marriage with her uncle, so it is really difficult to decide.

Song Jong-ki, who went home after work, saw the little girl sitting on the sofa who was slightly restless and irritable. After thinking about his recent news carefully, he didn't expect anything wrong, but his heart was still tight, and he took off his coat and sat down beside her.

"What's wrong?"

Kim So-hee finally handed over the plan, and Song Jong-ki opened the white cover and quickly read the description of the plan.

Kim So-hee feels like a child waiting for his parents to review his results, full of anxiety. was afraid that he would be sad because she wanted to go out to study, and the inexplicable guilt in her heart became more and more intense.

Song Jong-ki put down the plan, turned his head sideways and asked her, "Do you want to be a screenwriter?" Because of me? ”

Kim So-hee didn't expect his first reaction to be like this, and he was so stunned that he could only blink. Song Jong-ki knew that because of her own reasons, she always wanted to try to catch up, and in the face of exhaustion, confusion or pain, she accepted it all and endured it.

All along, he thought that even if she didn't do anything, it would be enough. But his little girl still paid a lot for him.

"I remember you wrote in your diary that you wanted to be happy and draw your own pictures."

Kim So-hee has been obsessed with painting since she was fifteen or sixteen years old, and this love comes from the joy and excitement she found out that she was painting the stories in her heart.

It's like creating a carefree and completely relaxed world for her, she doesn't think about her differences with her mother, and she doesn't have to care about scores. When she draws comics, she just does what she wants.

"Yes, but that was my wish a long time ago, when I was only fifteen or sixteen, and now that I'm so old, of course I'll have other ideas."

Kim So-hee was not afraid of his unfathomable depth, looked straight into his eyes, and greeted him with a smile.

Song Jong-ki still has a lot to say, and so does Kim So-hee. But in the end, he took a pen and filled in the blanks for her. Kim So-hee liked Song Jong-ki's words very much, and watching him help him fill out the application form, his heart was slightly complicated.

There was a lot she didn't finish.

She wanted to say that it was not a world where she could do whatever she wanted, and she wanted to say that the older she became, the more she realized how small she was.

After all, there are few people who have a clear plan for themselves from the beginning, and most people begin to make choices based on their feelings when they don't know whether they like it or not, whether they can do it, or even when they don't understand the specific content of their career.

Those who can make a career out of their hobbies and live a worry-free life are lucky. She had already experienced this kind of luck in the past three years, so it was enough.

When she decided to stand by his side, she had to leave that small world full of wild fantasies, and she had to learn to contact with the public, learn to see and accept the kindness and malice of this real world.

He was afraid that she would be wronged, and Kim So-hee knew it. But she thinks he deserves her to make such a choice, not to mention that Kim So-hee is not disgusted with the profession of screenwriter.

The cartoonist tells her story in the form of pictures, and the screenwriter uses words, so she feels that she is not aggrieved at all, but just changes the form of telling the story in her heart.

Kim So-hee watched him fill in a column, feeling that his uncle at this time was like a parent. Obviously reluctant, but he still had to send her to another place in person, and leave him to study temporarily.

"Suddenly, I really like you." Kim So-hee hugged him from his side and buried her head in his neck socket dependently.

Song Zhongji stretched out a free hand, touched her head, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you don't forget me when you study, and find out that you like someone else." ”

Kim So-hee laughed so much that her body trembled, and she stretched out her white and tender hand to caress his right cheek. Song Jong-ki cooperated with the strength of her hand and turned his head sideways to look at her.

"You are the husband of the national male god Song, how can you be so unconfident?"

Song Zhongji snorted coldly, if it weren't for the little girl in the family who often screamed uncle, could he not be worried because of the age difference between the two.

Seeing him fill out the form, Jin Suxi picked it up and looked at it, and sharply found that he had filled in the marriage column as married, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What's going on?" Kim So-hee pointed to 'married' and asked Song Jong-ki if she couldn't remember when she married him.

"You're going to go out to study for so long, and I need a sense of security, so I want you to give me a guarantee." Song Jong-ki's smiling face is completely a black-bellied character in Kim So-hee's eyes.

"Is this what a marriage proposal means?"

If it were true, Kim So-hee couldn't wait to complain a few words, forget the flowers, and not even count the ring as a ball proposal.

Song Jong-ki looked at her like that, and knew that if he admitted that this was a marriage proposal, the little girl would have a bitter face in the next second. Since falling in love, he has always carried out the idea of giving her the best qiē, and of course he would not propose marriage in such a hurry.

Song Jong-ki pinched her nose and said in an intimate tone: "Is it a marriage proposal?" ”

"Okay, then when you formally propose, I'm thinking about whether to say yes."

Looking at her proud appearance with her nostrils facing the sky, Song Jong-ki smiled so much that he wanted to overwhelm her directly. Kim So-hee picked up the form he had filled out on the side, happy because of his support, and apprehension about the unknown for two or three years.

Kim So-hee's form was handed over to Park Ah-hye the next day, and Park Ah-hui was particularly happy to see Kim So-hee's wise choice to seize the opportunity.

"Leave the rest of the formalities to me, I'm going to leave in November, and I'm tired of your uncle during this time." Park Yahui patted Kim So-hee's shoulder comfortingly and left with the form.

Kim So-hee sat for a while, comforting herself.

Fortunately, Hwakoku and South Korea are not far away, and Song Jong-ki also said that he would go to her when he had time, so Kim So-hee did not have the initial reluctance and worry.

Today, Song Jong-ki specially instructed her to call him after delivering something, because the two were going to go camping this weekend, which was more than half a year late.

As early as last year, Song Jong-ki agreed to take Kim So-hee camping in the spring, but after the spring, he went to Europe for more than half a year, and when he came back, it was the time of summer and autumn socializing.

He has always remembered the promise he gave her, which is also the most touching point of Kim So-hee.

Before camping, the two of them had to start preparing. The tent moisture-proof mat is easy to say, and the two of them have to go to the supermarket to buy more ingredients before going.

Because of Song Jong-ki's celebrity status, the two can only choose the time when the citizens hardly visit the supermarket at night.

Except for a few supermarket employees, only two people are leisurely strolling around with carts. Kim So-hee found that his uncle was cooking steak less and less often during this time, and he complained.

"It's said that men don't cherish it after they get it, how long have you not cooked me Uncle Song's special steak?"

Kim So-hee thinks he is complaining, but in Song Jong-ki's opinion, this is more like the coquettishness of the woman between the couple, and he likes it very much.

"We're going to pick the steak now, fill the fridge, and I'll make it for you for a week." Song Jong-ki followed her very much and rubbed her fluffy bangs, full of fun.

Kim So-hee snorted, and finally chose two boxes of steaks packed in a crisper box and put them in the trolley.

Song Jong-gi stretched out his long arms, took the squeamish little girl back into his arms, and led her to her favorite snack area.

"Don't you pick fruits and vegetables?"

Song Jong-ki's voice was not loud or small: "My little girl is not happy, let her be happy first, and then go buy fruits and vegetables." ”

Kim So-hee couldn't help but burst out laughing, if it weren't for being in public, she really wanted to stand on tiptoe and kiss him.