"Why do you have to go abroad? Isn't it okay in South Korea? ”

Quan Baolan sucked and ate a string of fish cakes, grinning as she spoke. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them sat on a bench for visitors to rest somewhere in Namsan Mountain, overlooking the night view of Seoul. Behind him in the distance is the famous Nanshan Tower scenic spot, the tide of tourists is endless, and the two people who have done some camouflage are not afraid of being recognized.

"Probably want me to stay away for a while, so as not to stay in South Korea and give people a chance to attack." Zheng Chengxian replied lightly.

After returning from Quan Bao'er's house, he really wanted to see Baolan and wanted to find a place to have a good chat, so he made an appointment to meet here.

"I thought it was hard enough to be an idol, and while running to the notice without his life, I had to be careful not to offend people. I didn't expect you, the president and writer, to be so ......" Baolan tilted her head and thought for a long time without coming up with a suitable adjective, so she simply gave up and continued to bite the fish cake in her hand.

It's hard to imagine that a cute girl like Barbie can fight with fish cakes so bitterly and hatefully, and sometimes her hideous little face looks strangely cute.

Zheng Chengxian couldn't help laughing, and took out a free hand to pull out a tissue beside him and handed it over.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." He raised the bowl in his hand: "This is still a bowl, it's all yours." ”

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Quanbao Lanhu glanced at Zheng Chengxian suspiciously, as if he didn't understand how he could resist the temptation of such food.

"Just watch you eat it, I don't eat fish, I can't stand the fishy smell."

Jung Sung-hyun wrinkled his nose and shook his head in refusal.

"It's squeamish!"

Quan Baolan said disdainfully while wiping his face.

"Am I squeamish?" Jung Sung-hyun laughed and pointed to his nose.

"It's you, squeamish ghost~~" Quan Baolan stuck out her tongue and grimaced: "I can't stand any grievances." ”

Jung Sung-hyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't argue.

A gust of mountain wind rich in water vapor blew, and the cool breeze made people feel refreshed, and Quan Baolan couldn't help but moan comfortably:

"It's so cool, it's so comfortable~~" casually put aside the finished bamboo skewers, his eyes squinted slightly and swayed his legs, indescribably comfortable.

Looking at her, Zheng Chengxian suddenly didn't want to say anything, he just hoped that time could be frozen at this moment. The barriers in my heart because of Park Geun-hye are gradually disappearing.

After a while, Quan Baolan patted Zheng Chengxian, stretched out his hand, and asked casually:

"Are you upset again?"

"Huh~?"

Zheng Chengxian was stunned, and handed over the bowl in his hand cooperatively:

"How do you know I'm upset?"

Quan Baolan cut it disdainfully, lowered his head and rummaged in the bowl, picked up a string of balls with a smile, and bit it hard.

"I still don't know you?" While chewing on food, he expressed disdain:

"I knew you weren't happy as soon as I looked at your face."

Jung Sung-hyun has been taught since he was a child to pay attention to eating without making a sound, so he is very disgusted with eating with such a person in his life.

But he didn't hate the chewing sound of Baolan's "bahi, chirp" at all, but found it funny. I watched her puff out like a squirrel, and her eyes were full of happiness enjoying the balls in her hand, as if they were supreme delicious.

"Is it delicious?"

Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked carefully.

"Of course~"

Trying to swallow the food in his mouth, he reached out and took the water handed by Zheng Chengxian: "I haven't eaten seriously for a day, so I ate a few biscuits in the car in the afternoon." ”

"Kim Kwang-so has arranged too many trips for you, he wants to kill people?" Zheng Chengxian said unhappily, resentful in his heart.

Quan Baolan waved his hand, tilted his neck and took a sip of water: "We were idle for so long some time ago, and now we have finally started to move again, of course we have to work harder." The president is also good for us! ”

"But you can't be so disrespectful of your body."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Quan Baolan put down the water bottle and bit down on another ball, chewing and saying, "I'm already very good compared to Zhiyan and them, at least I'm still eating at this time, they are still busy working, they must all have an empty stomach." ”

Zheng Chengxian looked at her speechlessly, not knowing what words to use to evaluate. It's hard to imagine that these delicate idols can be so strong, as tough as bamboo in the snow.

"It's just a job, as for being so wronged?" Zheng Chengxian couldn't bear to ask.

"That's why I said you're squeamish!"

Quan Baolan glanced at him: "We have all worked so hard, and we are not like you, we are unhappy at every turn." After so many setbacks since their debut, everyone can still smile and encourage each other. I don't understand how much trouble that incident caused you, but it's no excuse for depression. ”

Are you depressed?

Jung Sung-hyun doesn't feel that he is depressed, he is just tired. Since leaving the hospital, these intrigues have exhausted the methods he learned from film and television works.

As the intersection with Park Junhyung deepened, he felt more and more powerless.

It's like this time, he had no choice but to turn to Park Geun-hye for help, and she had to restrain himself with this. The calculations that used to be clever now seem like a joke.

It is like a monkey performing on the street, jumping up and down and jumping freely, jumping and playing, but as long as the monkey tamer pulls the rope, he immediately has to stand obediently.

Quan Baolan didn't know the frustration in Zheng Chengxian's heart at this time, and looked at the bright lights under the mountain: "Didn't you persuade me before, how can there be no one who is not wronged in life." ”

"yes!"

Zheng Chengxian smiled bitterly: "It's easier said than done." It was only at the end of the day that I realized that it was really not easy to untie this knot. ”

"It's okay, isn't it me" Quan Baolan patted his chest: "I can comfort you." ”

"You?"

Glancing at the Barbie-like all-sapphire blue, the questioning look in Zheng Chengxian's eyes was like two daggers, and her face changed.

"What, you look down on me?"

After speaking, he bit the skewer of balls and was about to pounce.

Zheng Chengxian hurriedly grabbed her two pink arms, and smiled with a smile on his face:

"Of course not, of course not! Don't be angry. ”

Knowing that he didn't have as much strength as him, Quan Baolan withdrew his hand with a humming and bit the ball hatefully.

"I just think you're already so busy with work, and I don't want you to bother with me anymore."

"Cut—it's true or false, you don't want me to bother, why are you asking me to come out and put on a stinky face?" Quan Baolan obviously didn't believe his explanation, and pierced mercilessly: "Besides, do you make ****'s heart less?" ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Chengxian had no choice but to lower his head, touch his nose and laugh again and again.

"You know, we have no status in the entertainment industry as idols. Whoever you meet, even if it's an employee of a TV station, salute and greet you. No matter how tired you are, squeeze out the best smile and sweetly call 'Ani'. As he spoke, Quan Baolan imitated it.

This time, Jung Sung-hyun couldn't laugh.

"But what can be done, who told us that we have no fame and no status." Looking at the moon in the sky in amazement, Quan Baolan murmured like a dream:

"If you want to be respected, you have to be worthy of respect. Before that, it is inevitable to be wronged. But we should not be depressed, but work harder until one day we can accept the reverent gaze of others with peace of mind. ”

When he said the last sentence, Quan Baolan clenched his small fist and nodded at Zheng Chengxian with a resolute face, looking cute.

Jung Sung-hyun, who was forcibly poured a bowl of 'chicken soup', really didn't know what expression to make, but he was still very moved in his heart. Childlike together, imitating her movements and nodding vigorously.

"Hmm!" (To be continued.) )