The night before the transparent man's last shoot, Kang Zhichan received an unexpected phone call.

"Naocan Oba, I'm going to be on your show tomorrow!" Park Chulong's crisp voice came, which made Jiang Zhican, who answered the phone, stunned, and didn't know what the situation was.

"What, aren't you welcome?" Park Chulong pursed his lips about the time, slightly coquettish.

"Of course not, but ・・・・・・ are you sure? I didn't get any news that there will be a guest tomorrow. ”

"Of course I'm sure, the head of the room just said that it was a temporary itinerary, and as soon as I heard that it was a transparent person, I raised my hand. The other members have no objection, so of course it's me! Park Chulong explained.

"Yes, thank you." Jiang Zhican said that he met the expectations of Park Chulong's words. Park Chulong chuckled.

Jiang Zhichan changed his mobile phone to his left hand, got up and opened the door, took a can of beer from the refrigerator, and sat on the sofa to chat with Park Chulong.

"Is it okay to rest for the past two days?" He asked.

"Well, it's okay, what's wrong?" Park Chulong suddenly lowered his voice.

"Tomorrow is going to be hard for you, so you have to be prepared. If it was the first two episodes, I might directly advise you not to participate, this time it's a waiter in a hotel, and the work intensity should be okay, but this time the shooting time is longer, and it has to be the share of two issues. As the final return of the show, it can be regarded as an explanation. You remember to rest early tonight, tomorrow will be about the kilometer side of your student days, and you need to take it seriously! ”

Park Chulong seemed to be frightened by Jiang Zhican's words, and only after a while did he speak: "Really? Don't scare me, I'm very bad at sports. Just now passed by my side Pumei, my teammates, she is amazing. I knew I let her go, anyway, she seems to be quite interested in what the head of the room mentioned・・・・・・"

Jiang Zhican didn't understand what she meant, and there was a sudden sound of squeambling on the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhican heard Park Chulong shouting Pumei, and knew that it was probably a secret between girls, so he kept silent, and waited for Park Chulong to settle down before talking.

"I'm sorry Naocan Oba, you're still there, aren't you?" In the middle of an hour, Pu Chulong's panting voice came from the earpiece, and Jiang Zhichan sighed. He's turning on hands-free and eating ramen that he just had the opportunity to cook. Park Chulong's panting sound was particularly heavy because of the hands-free. He looked left and right, and suddenly felt that there were still many benefits to living alone.

"Are you eating, Naocan Oba?" Park Chulong paused and asked.

"Yes, ramen." Jiang Zhican said.

"Oh, that's good, I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry." Park Chulong's low voice was like a cat scratching.

Jiang Zhican glanced at the time, and at nine o'clock in the evening, he asked strangely, "Is it dinner that you haven't eaten yet?" ”

"Yes."

"Is it that you can't eat it or that you haven't had time to eat it?" Jiang Zhican asked.

"I didn't have time, not long after I returned to the dormitory, I was waiting for the members to take a shower, probably for takeout, I haven't ordered it yet, it's all grinding, takeout still has to be discussed, I'm tired of it, and I don't know which one to choose." Park Chulong said distressedly, the soft sound of the sofa came from the mobile phone, she probably felt tired, and she was changing her posture and changing to a more comfortable position.

Jiang Zhichan stopped the ramen and took a sip of beer, "It's convenient to come out?" ”

"Huh?"

"I can pick you up and invite you to dinner, Korean beef barbecue or eel rice, you can do it."

"Really?!" Park Chulong asked in surprise, and sat up straight with a bang.

"Yes. I have to think about tomorrow's show, how can I make our guests hungry? Jiang Zhican said with a faint smile.

"Wow, thank you Naocan Oba! However, can you wait me for another twenty minutes, I will go to the shower and change clothes now, it may be a little slow. Park Chulong asked.

"Well, okay, you send me the meeting address. By the way, have you thought of which store? The kind that suits me when I usually go. Jiang Zhichan took into account Park Chulong's identity as an artist and asked more.

"Of course it's Yunshen Obana!" Park Chulong said without thinking.

"Nope."

"Huh? Why? Park Chulong was puzzled.

"He didn't eat." Jiang Zhican gave a plausible explanation.

Pu Chulong laughed without doubt: "Well, that's right, that Zhican Oba, I'll send you the address of the dormitory now, and as for the restaurant, I want to think about it, and then I'll send you a text message." ”

"Okay." Jiang Zhican said that after hanging up the phone, a text message came in quickly, he looked down at this text message, thought for a moment, and sent a text message to Ke Qiuche. Then he got up and packed up his desk, put on his clothes and wallet, picked up his new car keys, and went out the stairs.

After becoming the nominal deputy minister of the so-called creative department, Xinbo gave him a modern sedan at a moderate price. It's not good or bad, like it or not, it's something free, and no one is going to ask too much. The only fly in the ointment is that Jiang Zhican's age is inconsistent with this car. This is a car suitable for a man in his thirties and forties who works in the middle of the company, and he is only in his early twenties, and his appearance is on the tender side, driving this car, probably a realistic reproduction of the funny scenes in the TV series.

He opened the door and entered the driver's seat, and Ke Qiuche had already sent him a text message: Not yet, I am negotiating with several girl group companies, including your mention of apink.

He asked if the second batch of signed spokespersons of the idol elf was confirmed, and Ke Qiuche gave him a negative answer and specifically mentioned apink. He turned his phone slightly, and he probably understood the reason why APINK would have a member to play the role of Transparent Man tomorrow. The manager of Apink's company was well-informed and quick to see the color, and actually paved the way to him, the half-hung deputy minister. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, then suddenly froze. He probably guessed what Park Chulong said about the head of the room, probably because he saw his age and thought that the young and beautiful artists could attract him and develop into a talkative fan?

If it is explained by China's 36 strategies, it is probably the beauty plan among them?

He touched his nose and felt that if it was Huang Jiazi, the other party's strategy would probably work, but for him, especially the target Pu Chulong, there was always a feeling of oolong. He started the car and drove towards the vicinity of Apinek's dormitory, not thinking much, except for a somewhat bad impression of Apinek's company. He can accept the commercialization of artists by SM and the like, but he has always been disgusted by apink's company's practice of using its artists as a profit-making tool.

Half an hour later, he arrived at a café near the apink dormitory, and did not wait for twenty minutes as Park Chulong had said before, but in five or six minutes, Park Chulong, wearing a hat and sunglasses, a simple T-shirt and light white leggings, appeared in front of him, and a girl wearing a white kaftan and hot pants, revealing a pair of beautiful legs.

He stood up to greet him, and after the other party took off his sunglasses, he recognized the other party as one of the members of APINK, Yoon Pu-mi. Park Chulong smiled and explained that this girl wanted to eat meat and wanted to go crazy, so she would be cheeky to follow, although she was originally cheeky. Yin Pumei pulled Park Chulong, who was brushing her, in disgust, and bowed to Jiang Zhican to say hello.

Jiang Zhican responded with a smile, looking at the youthful girl in front of him, and suddenly remembered the joke that Park Chulong mentioned on the phone that Yi Pumei was interested in that matter, and glanced at the girl's slender legs that were half-covered under the white robe, and a warm current surged through her body inexplicably. His face was slightly different, and he hurriedly led the two girls to the car parked outside.

"Hey, what's wrong with him, he doesn't look well?" Ipumi and Park Chulong whispered.

"Maybe I'm worried that you're too good to eat." Park Chulong joked with a smile.

"Ernie, how can there be such a person like you, I'm worried that you are inconvenient to come alone!" Ipumei wrinkled her little face, "You say that, then I'll go back, it's so stingy!" ”

With that, Ipume let go of the hand he was holding and walked in the other direction.

Pu Chulong was there for this old god, and only said leisurely: "Han Niu, first-class special class~~"

"Ernie!" Ipume stomped her feet, touched her stomach with her mouth open, and suddenly ran back, "Don't lie to me!" ”

Park Chulong covered his mouth and smiled, and then revealed the domineering spirit of seizing the bathroom before: "I brought a wallet, I promise to do what I say!" ”