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Speaking of which, neither Park Jung-hyuk nor Lu Chong-han are from Seoul.

They all come from the local area, outsiders to the city.

In Korea, coming to Seoul from a place is commonly known as "Sanggyung".

South Korea has a population of 50 million, of which more than 20 million are concentrated in Seoul. This huge city is loaded with too many stories and dreams.

Park Jung-hyuk and Lu Chonghane, thrown into such a city, are like a drop in the ocean, and they can't make any waves.

Now it seems that they are still at the starting line. As for the road ahead, it is all confused.

Park Jung-hyuk's conditions are even better than that of land heavy-thane.

Although he is also from the local area, he is from Busan.

It is the second largest city in South Korea and the most important port in the southeast.

And now he has joined MBC and has a stable job. As long as you work hard, there is always a direction in the future.

As for terrestrial heavy alkane, it is undoubtedly much more pitiful.

Originally from the Ho Nam (Gwangju area of Jeonnam), he has a strong dialect and is not very pleasant-looking.

No matter how talented he is, he is destined to encounter countless ups and downs.

If you look at the environment in which they live, you can see their situation.

What is a house tower?

It's just an illegal building erected on top of a building.

It's just that South Korea's government departments are not so lenient in their management that they will allow such savings.

Such a house, cold in winter and hot in summer, has a bad environment, and it is no worse place to live.

But their income, being able to live here, is already a blessing.

Lu Chonghane's confession made Park Jung-hyuk's heart also overflow with bitterness and sigh.

He raised his glass and saluted the other party: "How can a person live in the world without hardship? Fortunately, we are young and have time to struggle. Come on, for the dream, for the future! ”

Lu Chongane is also a very optimistic person, a little melancholy, also smiled and raised his glass, shouting: "For the future." ”

After a glass of wine, Lu Chongyan happily ran back to the room and brought a guitar. "Junghyuk, I just made a song in the past two days, how about you listen to it?"

After speaking, regardless of whether Park Jung-hyuk wanted it or not, he just played the guitar and sang.

Melodious music flutters with the night breeze, clear and lingering, and charming like the fragrance of cherry blossoms.

Lu Chongane is five big and three thick, but his voice is extraordinarily gentle, like a bard telling a romantic story.

Park Jung-hyuk doesn't have any musical cells, he just thinks this song is good. Maybe it's borrowing wine and listening to songs, which brings in feelings.

Anyway, he closed his eyes, shook his head, and enjoyed it very much.

The intoxicated Park Jung-hyuk seems to have traveled through time and space again, returning to the hut where he was a seong-g.

In the cold winter weather, huddled in the bed. watched "Infinite Challenge" and laughed like an SB.

It was one of the few joys in the days of poverty.

Now that time and space are intertwined, it has become his most unforgettable memory.

The gentle piano sound and gentle singer gave him the illusion of being strict.

In a daze, he slowly opened his mouth and hummed.

Ah, Feng Shu, what do you say about going home?

I ordered a honey-like dish

Let's have a drink too

I just said I wouldn't go home, so I ordered agave

Now that it's ordered, it's kind of a sign that I'll go home again

Drink it all before you can go home

Can't go, can't let you go

Whether it's to drink all this wine, or to become my person

…………………………

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, Park Jung-hyuk is tired for a day, and after a few glasses of wine, he is already groggy.

When I was confused, I couldn't help but sing the famous song "Feng Shu" from the Rose Hotel in my previous life.

He didn't know what was going on, but Lu Chonghan, who was sitting opposite, had his eyes wide open, completely conquered by the song.

It's not like someone else's story, it seems to have happened to him.

In his distant hometown, he also has such a favorite person.

In order to be able to stay with my beloved for a while longer, I have also used these rotten excuses.

Later, I went to Seoul for my dream, and I don't know what happened to that "Feng Shu".

Now that the wolf bèi lives in the snail, presumably Feng Shu will not want to be with him anymore.

Lu Chongane wants to listen to the second half of this song to relieve nostalgia.

It's a pity that Park Jung-hyuk is confused, and when he sings, his tone is low, and he mutters that even he doesn't know what he sings.

In the end, all he had left was snoring, and Lu Chonghan's self-pity.

It was already late at night, and the cool breeze was even worse.

Afraid that Park Jung-hyuk would catch a cold if he fell asleep here, Lu Chonghan picked him up and sent him back to the room.

Throwing Park Jung-hyuk on the bed and looking around the room, Lu Chonghan muttered, "A big man is really clean!" ”

With that, he turned and left.

After closing the door for Park Jung-hyuk, he didn't clean up the things on the table and ran back to his room to sleep.

In this big city, there are young people like them every night, talking about dreams and the future through alcohol and sorrow.

When the stars turn and another day begins, even the most tired people have to get up, bow their heads and devote themselves to the busy work again.

The extravagant hope of dreams is only in the drunken gibberish, but when sober, he is ashamed to speak, for fear of becoming the ridicule of others.

There are many, many such scenarios, but in the end, only a few of them can evolve into reality.

Park Jung-hyuk and Lu Chong-han don't know if their dreams will come true, but they have found a suitable outlet and it is much easier to say it.

The next day, Park Jung-hyuk woke up early, looked at his watch, and slept less than seven hours.

Although the strength of the soju made his head almost explode, surprisingly, his consciousness was very clear.

There is no way, there are things in the memory, and people will wake up naturally.

There's a lot of work to be done every day, starting with yesterday's meeting and continuing with Saturday's livestream. So early this morning, he was going to rush to MBC.

Cleaning himself up, Park Jung-hyuk found a set of clean clothes, pushed open the door and walked out.

Living in a high place is a little advantageous, and you can enjoy the sun a little earlier than others.

Bathed in the warm breath, Park Jung-hyuk stretched his waist before he saw the mess on the table.

"Eh, doesn't this guy know how to clean up before going to sleep?" Park Jung-hyuk was disgusted in his mouth, but he had already rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up.

In his previous life, he was an orphan and lived on his own, so he had to develop a diligent temperament.

His nest was simple, but it was spotlessly clean.

Now that he has traveled to South Korea, his character has not changed, and he can't tolerate a little dirty mess in his residence.

After a busy morning, I sorted out all the qiē. Even the oily tablecloth was washed by him and hung on a shelf to dry.

After everything was cleaned up, Park Jung-hyuk left the house satisfied and went to a new job.

By the time Lu Chongane walked out with his hair full of messy hair, the time for lunch had passed.

And looking at the clean and spotless rooftop, the guy smiled embarrassedly and got to know his new neighbors and friends in a whole new way.

"This guy, was he a woman in his last life? He is a good hand at housework. Regardless of whether he would walk away from standing on the rooftop, Lu Chongane casually took off the crumpled T-shirt on his body, threw it into a basin, and then began to wash his face with cold water.

Halfway through washing, looking at Park Jung-hyuk's facial cleanser placed next to him, he hesitated to pick it up.

"Is this thing any good?" Muttering to himself, he squeezed out a little and smeared it on his huge face.

Unbeknownst to Park Jung-hyuk, there was a sloppy guy who was ruining the fruits of his labor, and he had already rushed into the MBC and started to devote himself to his work.

Today's work is still set up, but according to Kim Young-kwon's requirements, the stage must at least be completed.

As for the scaffolding and lighting or something, it could be a little later.

Liang Yuzhe has not yet arrived, but the construction workers have already begun to work.

Park Jung-hyuk took on the responsibility of supervision, and walked around, directing everyone to do what to do.

The design of the stage was completed by him with Liang Yuzhe and others, so he knew it. And under his tireless command, the progress is much faster.

By the time Liang Yuzhe came, the stage had already begun to cover.

"Yo, it's good to be busy, it's hard work." Seeing this qiē, Liang Yuzhe praised.

"The seniors praised it, and these are all learned from the seniors. I don't know if it's good or not, and I have to check it by my seniors. Park Jung-hyuk did not take credit and pushed this qiē onto Liang Woo-chul.

Now is not the time for him to emerge, be low-key and humble, so that he can live a better life in the workplace.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, Liang Yuzhe's face became better. "Alright, you've been busy for so long, let's go eat. Just come back at one o'clock in the afternoon, and then explain to the MCs what to look out for. ”

Park Jung-hyuk didn't eat breakfast and was already hungry.

Hearing this, he took two MBC meal tickets and ran to the MBC building not far away.

Anyway, Liang Yuzhe doesn't eat at MBC, and it's a waste if the rest of the meal coupons are not used.

Because there were two meal rolls, Park Jung-hyuk ordered a lot of things and piled them on plates, leaving everyone who saw them to their eyes.

If you hadn't seen the work card on his chest, you would have suspected that a beggar had mixed in.

Park Jung-hyuk doesn't care so much, he eats with a lot of food, and he can't care about anything.

In the afternoon, I was busy with non-stop work, and I didn't eat much, and my body couldn't bear it.

Having said that, even for a company as big as MBC, the working meals prepared are thin, and they are not as good as the cafeteria of the high school in the previous life.

The food looks like a lot, but except for kimchi radish which is radish kimchi, there is no smell of meat in the soup.

It's no wonder that the rich seniors don't eat here.

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