After dinner, Song Qian, who had an itinerary in the evening, left first, while Ahn Hee-yeon and Kang Zhi-chan went home separately after continuing to shop for a while, and agreed to go back to the hotel tomorrow morning to meet, and then go to Seoul Airport together to welcome the arrival of Ke Qiuche's parents.

Jiang Zhican took a bath as soon as he got home, and then fell asleep, he rested too late last night, and went shopping for another day today, he was really a little tired and needed to make up for sleep. On the other side, Ahn Hee-yeon's routine was the same as Kang Zhichan's, and she nestled in the quilt after coming out of the bathroom, but she didn't sleep immediately, but took out the concentric lock brought back from N Seoul Tower and opened it to check.

After a moment, An Xiyan looked at the text on it and couldn't help but smile.

It's really naïve, she thought of it, and felt speechless for Jiang Zhican's writing, "I hope I can get along like a friend and no longer be bullied", and there is a sentence at the end, which is written like this: "Hang the concentric lock with Sister Xiyan who shared her first love, and hope that Sister Xiyan can meet a beautiful relationship like her first love and live happily." ”

Ahn Hee-yeon put the wishing paper back into the cavity of the concentric lock, put the concentric lock on the table next to it, then lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, slowly closed her eyes, and finally fell asleep.

The next morning, Kang Zhichan, who returned to the hotel with his luggage, came to Seoul Airport with Ahn Hee-yeon, and after a while of waiting, he successfully picked up Ke Qiuche's parents. Father Ke is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and no smiles, and he doesn't talk much along the way, but listens and watches more; In contrast, Ke's mother is much more kind and funny, and she likes Jiang Zhican, who is not very old and beautiful, especially Jiang Zhican's solid Chinese strength, which makes Ke's mother very satisfied, and they communicate happily with each other.

In the next three days of travel, because of An Xiyan's gags, Ke's father and mother had a lot of fun, during which Ke Qiuche came once, but it seemed that he was busy with work, and he came and went in a hurry, and he didn't stay too long.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the fourth day, in a café at the Shilla Hotel, that Ke Qiuche stayed with his parents for a long time and had a long conversation with his father.

Jiang Zhican was sitting not far away at the time, discussing ancient Chinese poetry with Ke's mother. Of course, Jiang Zhican listens most of the time, and when he speaks, he is also asking questions. He likes an ancient poem that Ke Mu told him, called "I am willing to be grass in the forest, and burn with the wildfire in autumn." ”

is not only the liking of words, but also the bland and decisive artistic conception, which also makes him love it. Ke Mu made a detailed annotation of this ancient poem, Jiang Zhican listened very carefully, so that Ke Mu smiled with satisfaction, and Jiang Zhican said: "If you have any doubts about ancient Chinese poetry in the future, you can send me an email, I will give you an answer, I hope you can learn something really useful." ”

"Yes, thank you, auntie." Jiang Zhican thanked him, and the past few days of getting along have made him respect the knowledgeable Ke Mu very much.

"By the way, while Xiyan is not here today, I will ask you something." Ke Mu suddenly said, "In South Korea, is the status of an artist like Xiyan not high?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Zhican said.

In fact, it's not high, now An Xiyan is not popular at all, she completely belongs to the idol at the bottom, if it is not for a good family background, I am afraid that life will be difficult. In South Korea, even the top idols are inferior to the big-name lawyers and attending doctors recognized by the mainstream Korean society, let alone small idols like Ahn Hee-yeon. To describe it as not high, it is already an implicit expression.

When Ke Mu heard Jiang Zhican's answer, she nodded, sighed and said: "Actually, I persuaded Xiyan to give up her dream of being an artist and just study with peace of mind, but she doesn't admit defeat and must make some achievements on the road of being an artist." Well, Zhican, when I return to China, please do me a favor and persuade Xiyan more for me, it is not a way to delay it like this. ”

Jiang Zhican was silent when he heard this, although he had not known An Xiyan for a long time, he knew that An Xiyan was a very assertive person, so let him persuade An Xiyan to give up his dream of being an artist, even if he had this ability, I am afraid it would be difficult to work. However, in the face of Ke Mu's request, he still nodded seriously and said that he would do his best.

Ke's father and Ke's mother's flight back to China was at nine o'clock in the evening, because of the good evaluation of the work, Ke Qiuche kept his promise to call Jiang Zhichan 800,000 won, so that Jiang Zhichan, who had always been shy in his pocket, finally got a little rich.

After bidding farewell to Ke's father and mother, Ke Qiuche took the lead in leaving, leaving Jiang Zhican and An Xiyan to return to the hotel and extract the salute.

When the taxi passed by Qingxi Square, An Xiyan took Jiang Zhican to get off the bus early and walked back to the hotel along the square. When passing by the Spring Tower in Qingxi Square, An Xiyan proposed to buy a cup of milk tea to sit together. Jiang Zhican had no objection to this, and followed An Xiyan to sit on the bench on the edge of the square, looking at the beautiful night view of Qingxi Square.

Naturally, this is not the first time they have seen the night scene of Qingxi Square, they have been able to see it every day in the past few days, the spiral Spring Tower under the pink light, and the candle fountain not far away are all beautiful scenery at night on Qingxi Square.

"Nao-chan." An Xiyan said, looking at Jiang Zhican, "My teacher must ask you to persuade me to give up artists with her, right?" ”

Jiang Zhican didn't answer, just nodded a little embarrassed.

"You promised?"

"Yes."

An Xiyan frowned, a little unhappy, "You also think I can't become a well-known artist?" ”

Jiang Zhican thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know." It's just that compared to the unattainable dream, the clear and visible path may be more secure and powerful. ”

"Yes, when you say that, does that mean you're doing the same?" Ahn Hee-yeon asked.

Jiang Zhican was silent, his situation should still be on the verge of ambiguity.

"Why don't you speak?" Ahn Hee-yeon said strangely.

"No, I'm just thinking about something." Jiang Zhican said, rubbing his fingers over the coffee cup in his hand, "Sister Xiyan, do you really like the profession of an artist?" ”

"Like, though not the only thing I like. Actually, I failed my debut once, and after that debut failure, I went to China to study, met the teacher, she taught me a lot, and I hope I can be a scholar like her. Well, I told you, I have a very high IQ! However, after all, I was not reconciled, and after returning to Korea, I still chose to make my debut as an artist, and then... I didn't succeed until now, and it took me two years to become an unknown artist. Naochan, you say, am I a failure? ”

Jiang Zhican pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "Of course not, it should just be a lack of an opportunity, I absolutely believe in your strength, Sister Xiyan." ”

"Really?"

"Well, people who have set their goals and do their best to do it, whether they succeed or fail, are worthy of admiration."

"Your words are so fake, like in a motivational book." An Xiyan drooped her head and said, a little unrefreshed, "Anyway, I'm just thinking, while I'm still young, make a try, as for how long I can last, who knows, maybe one day, I will become a university teacher!" At that time, you might laugh at yourself for being too stupid and wasting your time on a hopeless career as an artist, right? ”

Jiang Zhican's heart was a little blocked when he heard this, he lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee silently, looking at the scenery of people coming and going in the square, but did not speak.

"Alright, let's go, Zhicanxi, it's a little cold." Ahn Hee-yeon stood up and said, then stepped onto the bench.

"Sister Xiyan?"

"After wearing high heels for a day, I can't walk." Ahn Hee-yeon stretched out her hand and said, pouting.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll throw the cup away." Jiang Zhican said.

After a while, Kang Zhichan turned his back to Ahn Hee-yeon, reached out and grabbed her legs, carried her on his back, and walked towards the hotel.

"Zhichan xi." Ahn Hee-yeon blew hot air behind Jiang Zhican's ear, and Jiang Zhichan twisted his neck uneasily.

"Tell you," An Xiyan whispered, "The first love-like relationship means that it is not a rush to get married, so it is not a beautiful love, but a kind of romance." In addition, in fact, among my friends, I only bullied you like this, I have always been very good at taking care of people, really, I don't lie to you. ”

Jiang Zhican didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and An Xiyan smiled, like a happy beautiful fox.