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In fact, many countries are like this, and this is by no means a regression of their quality consciousness, but the increasing pressure of life, and people need something to comfort themselves.

In the final analysis, this is an instinct of human psychological self-regulation.

It is under such psychological effects that the photo of Jung Sung-hyun and Han Jiaren appearing at the reception will arouse people's infinite reverie. YY is probably the cheapest way to entertain and relax.

11 a.m., streets of Seoul.

Yoo Molin put one hand in his pocket, licked a cone, and walked down the streets of Seoul with his shoulders hanged.

"Brother, have you read the newspaper?"

A shiny outfit and fancy hair made him look like a nobleman who had crossed the ocean to kill Matt. Pedestrians passing by smiled at this strangely shaped handsome guy with unknown meaning.

Zheng Chengxian didn't want to walk with him, and he was embarrassed.

So without a trace, he quietly distanced himself from Liu Molin, and asked with an unhappy face:

"What newspaper?"

"It's the newspaper where you and Miss Han attended the reception." Liu Molin seems to be very proud of his style, constantly glaring at the beauties on the street, and saying whatever he wants.

"Look, what's wrong?" Jung Sung-hyun asked strangely.

"Do you really have a leg with that Miss Han?"

Liu Molin asked without hesitation.

"What's the matter with you?"

Zheng Chengxian is very unhappy, no one likes others to inquire about their privacy.

"I'm just asking, why are you so excited?"

Liu Molin replied indifferently, and then continued a little embarrassed: "I went back yesterday to find Miss Han's information, and watched her TV series for half a night, and I seem to be in love with her." ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, with a melancholy expression that hurt his eggs: "After so many years of wandering, she is the first woman who reminds me of home." ”

"Fuck your uncle!"

Zheng Chengxian scolded unceremoniously.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Molin's neck, and said with a fierce look: "She is my woman, if you dare to beat her idea, I will make your handsome little face as smooth and round as your ass." ”

"You didn't say, did you?" Liu Molin was a little aggrieved.

"What the hell do I say yes now!"

Zheng Chengxian was angry and defined, and his words were categorical.

"Hey~~"

Liu Molin licked the cone gloomily and murmured:

"My flower of love that withered before it bloomed! It seems that I am destined to wander among the flowers in this life, but none of them are worth my stop. ”

Zheng Chengxian was as greasy as eating a fly, and when he hit Liu Molin today, he looked like a yin and yang weird, and people just wanted to greet his handsome face with the soles of his shoes.

At this moment, a girl who looked like a high school student ran over and handed over the small notebook in her hand with shy and timid hands: "Oba, you are so handsome, are you an artist who is ready to make her debut?" Sign me, my name is Lee Mi-young. ”

The girl's appearance is very ordinary, but she is better than youth, and her blushing face makes up for all the shortcomings in appearance.

"No problem!"

Liu Molin changed into fluent Korean, took the girl's notebook with a smile, wrote down the words of blessing with a brush, and then signed his name. Even more sassy kissed it in the notebook.

"I'm an artist who is about to make his debut in PT Company, and this is our president, Jung Sung-hyun, you should know him."

Out of your uncle!

Zheng Chengxian watched Liu Molin's performance with displeasure, regretting that he didn't watch the yellow calendar when he went out today.

"Of course I know, who in South Korea doesn't know Jung Sung-hyun Oba. Oba, sign me too! ”

Li Meiying handed the notebook to Zheng Chengxian again, he squeezed out a smile and took it, and returned it to Li Meiying after writing it, and emphasized: "Little sister, don't listen to his nonsense, he is not an artist but just my friend." ”

The girl looked at Zheng Chengxian suspiciously, then at Liu Molin, turned around and trotted away.

"What a flower-like age! Roses in full bloom are gorgeous, but budding buds are even more attractive. Liu Molin looked amazed and affectionate.

"Let's go, Lolicon! Don't be embarrassed on the streets. ”

Zheng Chengxian shook his head and dragged Liu Molin into the distance. I secretly thought about the lines of Korean dramas, whether they should be more life-like.

"I'm not Lolicon, I'm just more yearning for a young life." Liu Molin was pulled straight away, and he hadn't given up his 'stage play' yet.

"If you don't talk nonsense, we can continue to be friends!"

"Fate gathers and fate scatters is impermanent. Ay. Ay.. Slow down! No, where are you pulling me? As soon as Liu Molin opened his mouth, he took Zheng Chengxian so hard that he almost fell and ate, and finally stopped his dramatic tone.

When he asked, Zheng Chengxian stopped.

For several days in a row, Liu Molin always complained that he did not introduce beautiful women to him. So Jung Sung-hyun originally planned to take him on a tour of popular songs, where there are many idol beauties.

can see Liu Molin's current mental state, it is like a male cat in estrus, but it has been 'cut off', full of commotion and grievances. If you bring it at this time, I don't know what will cause it.

"Let's go. Why don't you leave? ”

Seeing Zheng Chengxian in a daze, Liu Molin asked curiously.

Staring at Liu Molin's face, Zheng Chengxian hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. He still has his own plans for popular songs, and he can't spoil his own affairs for this 'eunuch cat'.

A few days earlier, Kim Kwang-so had announced his artist Tara's plan to enter Japan. Today's popular ballad is likely to be their last performance in South Korea for a period of time in the future.

Jung Sung-hyun has no reason to miss out!

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Don't you want to see beautiful women, I'll take you to a place, where there are many beautiful women!"

Zheng Chengxian gritted his back molars and replied.

"That's great, let's just say brother, you won't be so unrighteous."

Liu Molin's face was full of joy. It's like the cat happened to see the second brother who disappeared by himself, excited and happy!

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Popular Ballad is a music program of SBS, which has a lot of weight in South Korea once a week, and it is a must-attend program for every debut singer.

Because it is a live broadcast, it is a test of the singer's on-the-spot performance. At this time, it was just in time for their rehearsal, and there was a chance to chat a few words.

Zheng Chengxian was already very familiar with SBS, and led Liu Molin straight to the live broadcast room of the popular song, said hello to the live PD, and then stood a little farther away to visit.

"Brother, you said to introduce beautiful women, that's it?"

Liu Molin's face was elongated, just like someone else owed him two hundred dollars and didn't pay it back.

Zheng Chengxian raised his finger and whispered:

"Don't talk, just watch quietly."

Stretched out his hand and pointed to the girls who were singing and dancing on the stage: "This is a live show, and now they are rehearsing, let's not disturb." Don't you want to see beautiful women, aren't these all? ”

Liu Molin looked at the girl in the stands, and his face became more and more bitter: "Beautiful is beautiful, but people don't pay attention to us at all." If I look at it this way, I might as well squat on the street, maybe I will have a chance to talk. ”

"When they're done rehearsing, I'll introduce you." Zheng Chengxian said mysteriously.

Liu Molin was overjoyed: "Really? ”

Jung Sung-hyun nodded firmly and quietly looked at the tara crowd who were performing. (To be continued.) )