Briefly explain the situation to Kim Kwang-so, and he agreed very simply, even a little unusually enthusiastic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zheng Chengxian hung up the phone in confusion, chatted with Liu Molin, and commented on the handsome men and beauties on the stage.

Who's got a little more buttocks, who's got longer legs, whatever.

In short, today's Liu Molin seems to be extremely debauched, of course, only limited to words.

The more than one-hour program came to an end in the small talk between the two, and came to the most exciting moment. When the four MCs announced in unison that it was Tara who had won one of them, the audience resounded with thunderous cheers, and the seven girls were very happy and excited. It's not the first time you've won one, but who wouldn't hate less honor?

Zheng Chengxian was also very excited, shouting 'Encore' with the audience, and his fanatical appearance made Liu Molin frequently look sideways.

The encore stage is a stage for a singer to acknowledge, so the performance is not so rigorous, and there are often some interactive movements with the audience, and the scene looks like a concert.

The Tara bowed in thanks and waved their hands. Hyo-min and Ji-yeon and a few other younger ones kept kissing off the stage. And the direction is where Zheng Chengxian is, which caused the audience in front of them to be ecstatic, thinking that it was rushing at themselves.

"Let's go, let's wait outside, there are too many people here and it's inconvenient."

Seeing that someone looked back at him, Zheng Chengxian stood up with his head bowed slightly, and left the studio with Liu Molin.

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At the end of the recording, IU bowed to Zhao Quan Sydney and others, who were also MCs, and then walked backstage. Along the way, he kept a sweet smile and nodded and greeted everyone who passed by.

As he was walking, he was tapped on the shoulder from behind, and IU turned his head around, and it turned out to be his friend Park Ji-yeon.

"IU, let's go eat, do you want to come along?"

Park Ji-yeon changed out of the cool tight leather jacket, wore a milky white open-collar knit sweater, wore a black top hat, and looked at herself with a smile on her beautiful eyes.

"No, I still have a trip to run, and it may not end until late." Touching his stomach, he wrinkled his little face, and said enviously: "It's good that you guys are over so early." ”

"Hey, it's really nice to say something like that to an entertainer who is moving, okay?" Park Ji-yeon crossed her hands on her hips, stretching her neck little by little like a fighting.

"I didn't mean that."

Knowing that she was just joking, IU didn't panic and replied with a smile. He looked down at Park Ji-yeon's legs: "How are your knees?" Can you still stand it? When you were performing just now, I saw that you seemed to be in pain. ”

"It's okay, it just hurts for a while."

Park Ji-yeon raised her leg nonchalantly.

"Hiss~~" gasped, and his eyebrows wrinkled together.

"It's still strong!"

IU rolled his eyes in disgust and said seriously:

"Knees are very important to a person, if you don't protect them well, let alone dance, it will be a problem to walk in the future, you must be careful! At this stage, there is no rush for anything, and the key is to heal the injury as soon as possible. Don't move until it's all right. ”

It's her who is talking about her.

It looks small, lively and cute, but the words are old-fashioned. If Liu Molin heard it, he would definitely introduce her as a confidant, and the two of them had the same tone.

"Don't scare me~!"

Park Ji-yeon smiled reluctantly, her little face was a little pale, obviously frightened by her words.

"Ji-yeon, what are you doing?" Park Hyo-min's voice came from behind him, and when he looked back at the tara people who came up, Park Ji-yeon asked again, "The president of your family invited you to dinner today, are you really not going?" ”

"President?"

IU paused for a moment, then shook his head:

"Still no, I promised a good announcement, I can't help but go. Have fun, you guys. ”

After speaking, they bowed to Baolan and walked forward.

"Ji-yeon, look at the IU, I'm the same age as you, but how polite." As soon as Park Hyo-min put her hand on Ji-yeon's shoulder, her whole body pressed up, causing her to gasp again.

"Hyomin!"

Bao Lan glared at her and reproached softly: "Zhiyan has a leg injury, you should be careful." ”

Shocked by his inappropriateness, Park Hyo-min quickly let go of his arm and looked at Park Ji-yeon with a guilty face:

"How are you? Does it hurt badly? ”

Park Ji-yeon frowned and didn't say a word, gently rubbing her knees.

"Zhiyan, if not, let's go to the doctor first, we can't let you drag such a body and run around. On the other hand, explain that he will be considerate of you. Xian Enjing couldn't bear to suggest.

Park Ji-yeon bent over and rubbed her knees, looking a little hesitant.

"That's it, Zhiyan, it's just a meal, it doesn't matter if you go or not. It's a big deal that when we come back from Japan, we'll just ask for Oba again. Baolan also persuaded.

Park Ji-yeon, who was originally a little hesitant, immediately shook her head firmly after listening to Baolan's words.

"It's okay Ernie, it doesn't hurt very much, it's just a little swollen and sour." He stood up and kicked his legs twice, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

Park Ji-yeon gritted her teeth and tried not to let others see her pain. jumped to Sapphire Blue on one leg, hung on her like a koala, and rubbed Sapphire Blue's face affectionately:

"It will take at least two months to go this way, and some people must be thinking about not seeing each other for such a long time. If I delay this meeting, I don't know how to blame me in the future."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Being told in public, Baolan felt very shy.

looked around weakly, and when she saw that no one was paying attention to herself, she relieved herself, and gave her a vicious glance: "If you talk nonsense, you'll tear your mouth!" ”

"Cut~~ Don't look at me as inconvenient now, but you are still not my opponent when it comes to fighting." Park Ji-yeon said disdainfully. Then he touched the top of Quan Baolan's head in a funny way, and said with a wicked smile:

"Such a small thing, and you still want to rebel? Who gave you the courage to challenge me! ”

Once again, he was poked in the heart, and Quan Baolan was like a fried hair, and he shouted in shame with his hands on his waist:

"Ah, Park Ji-yeon!"

After speaking, stretching out her hand was like teaching Park Ji-yeon a lesson, but she was easily countered, and the laughter of the two of them was intertwined with the persuasion of others.

Hearing the frolicking sound behind him, IU couldn't help but turn around and take a look, full of envy.

Although solo singers are their dreams, sometimes they envy idol groups. Because no matter how hard and tired you are, there is always a group of like-minded sisters who support and encourage each other, and no matter how boring the work is, it becomes colorful.

In contrast, solo singers, although they have a higher income and a slightly higher status than a group, are always a little lonely.

Just like now!

Although there is no shortage of people around, everyone is very friendly. But everyone is a simple greeting of courtesy, and there is no feeling of closeness psychologically. It's like walking down the street and seeing a stranger, nodding and saying hello, and going their separate ways.

I wish there were people who could laugh and play with me!

Thinking so, IU took out his phone and found the familiar number, a little hesitant in his heart.

Will talking on the phone at this time bother him?

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally couldn't suppress the desire in my heart and pressed the call button fiercely.

"Ji-eun, you called suddenly, is there something wrong?"

A gentle male voice came out of the microphone, with a deep concern in his tone.

The phone rang and it was connected, could it be that he was also waiting for my call? IU couldn't help but think with joy in his heart.

"Oba, are you busy?"

"I was just done with the business at hand and was about to take a break from a cigarette when your call came." The man joked, "You can't be spying on me, are you?" ”

The ambiguous words made IU blush, and secretly took a sip, with a hint of sweetness in his heart. (To be continued.) )