Through a brief contact with Han Eunjing, Park Ji-sub understood how embarrassing this girl was now.

's father opened a roadside stall in his hometown to fund the expenses of the two mothers and daughters in Seoul, and Han Eunjing usually took on some roles such as advertisements and tricks to earn some extra money. Speaking of which, Park Ji-sub admires her mother very much.

can make such a big determination to train his daughter to become an artist. And unexpectedly, Han Enjing did not rebel under her mother's high-pressure measures, and actually cooperated with the other party's actions very much.

At half past six in the evening, the families of the two sides finally got rid of the sympathy of meeting for the first time, and Park Fan-yeol admired Lee Eun-joo, a weak woman with her daughter in Seoul. Lee Eun-joo admires Park Fan-yeol for being able to teach such a superb son as Park Ji-sub.

With a smile, Park Ji-sub sent away Han Eun-jung, who was also chatting very happily, and when he returned to his room, he found that his sister was looking at him with curious eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" Park Ji-sub approached Park Ji-yeon and asked in a low voice.

"It's fine, but you seem to like Enjooni very much." Park Ji-yeon glanced at the other party and said lightly.

"If you like it, you're just curious about what an actor's life is like." Park Ji-sub's heart tightened, and his expression remained unchanged and said calmly.

Park Ji-yeon glanced at her brother, and with a smile on her back, she hugged the other party into her arms: "You are my brother, you know." ”

"Yes, I'm Jiyannuna's younger brother." Park Ji-sub said with a serious face.

Then the two returned to their usual way of getting along, and Park Ji-sub sat down in front of the computer in the corner of the bedroom after chatting with his sister for a while. The desktops of 2003 weren't as advanced as their predecessors, with heavy monitors and bulky chassis. But these gadgets alone cost Park Ji-sub more than a million won.

After practicing typing for more than half a month, Park Ji-sub finally adapted to those Korean input methods. I saw the little boy's small hands, like playing a piano, pressing on the keyboard in an orderly manner. Such a title appeared on the screen, "I'm sorry, I love you".

'Wu Hyuk was an orphan and his world was ...... until he was five years old'

"What is this?" Park Ji-yeon lazily rested her head on Park Ji-sub's shoulder, looked at what was on the screen and asked curiously.

"Novels!" Park Ji-sub looked straight ahead with his eyes and replied perfunctorily.

Park Ji-yeon pursed her lips, and then sat aside boredly. Because Park Ji-sub suddenly became excellent, she also began to try to learn and improve, so her skin, which was always exposed to the scorching sun, began to slowly become fair because of staying at home.

In addition, Park Ji-sub intentionally or unintentionally guided his sister to learn to dress up, although it had little effect. But at least let the other party know a little bit, and make yourself fragrant, so that you can attract your brother's liking.

So Park Ji-yeon developed a habit that every time she took a bath, she had to use a lot of shower gel before she would stop.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Park Ji-yeon prepared the bed, lay on her side and looked at Park Ji-sub, who was still sitting on the computer with her fingers crackling and typing on the keyboard, and her little face wrinkled: "Go take a bath, it's time to go to bed." ”

"Oh?" Park Ji-sub turned his head to look at his sister, who was staring at him, quickly saved the things on the computer, and trotted out of the bedroom. After a while, Park Ji-sub, who was covered with broken hair and a little wet, returned to the room.

"Slave, go a little bit."

Looking at Park Ji-yeon, who was on the bed, Park Ji-sub gently pushed the other party.

"What a hassle!" Park Ji-yeon rolled her eyes at the other party and honestly gave up her position.

Park Ji-sub lay down neatly, and then felt his body tighten. Park Ji-yeon hugged him to the bear as usual, and clamped him between his legs very domineeringly......

"Alright, don't move, go to sleep." Park Ji-yeon said beautifully.

Park Ji-sub turned around helplessly and simply buried his head in Park Ji-yeon's arms. He was looking forward to one thing, and that was ...... My sister grows up quickly......

Life is so dull, and the piano lessons three times a week are the happiest time for Park Ji-yeon. Han Enjing is always able to tell a lot of novel things, such as the blood of the dead on TV, which is made with special pigments, and even ketchup. There are also those hot-looking car chases, which are actually the protagonists sitting in a stationary car with a pickup truck dragging him around......

In short, the circle that Han Eunjing is in seems to be a particularly magical field, which makes Park Ji-yeon full of yearning.

Similarly, Han Enjing also knew a lot of incredible things. For example, the little guy who was learning piano with his mother and now has written another book. According to Park Ji-yeon's words, this kid seems to be writing romance novels. It's just that Park Ji-sub never shows her his own works, even if she asks...... The other party also replied perfunctorily, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

The summer vacation passed quickly, and when Park Ji-sub had already learned all the basics of painting! In terms of music, I can basically distinguish the stave and edit the tune, and the new semester arrives. And the two children are also in the fifth grade.

Piano lessons have also changed from three times a week to twice, and Park Ji-sub's learning speed is too exaggerated, and it only took a month to completely understand the eighty-eight keys, and he can even play simple tunes.

After hearing that Park Ji-sub was going to start school, he specially prepared a note for him to ponder. really taught feelings, and treated this kid as his own disciple.

Similarly, the relationship between Park Ji-sub and Han Eun-jung is also growing by leaps and bounds. Relying on his cuteness, he leaned as much as he could into this fifteen-year-old girl. Of course, it's all when Park Ji-yeon isn't paying attention.

As for Han Enjing, of course, he would not have thought that a child who looked less than ten years old was an adult's soul inside, and he let the other party make love to him. The most important thing is that Park Ji-sub looks like a doll, and he is too likable to girls. No one can be wary of such a polite, sensible, and very intelligent boy who can make himself laugh.

At the same time, Su Yongchang stood in the office of the president of Paradise Publishing House, looking at his nose and nose and waiting for something expressionlessly.

"Editor-in-chief Su, this time you did a good job!"

The middle-aged fat man with a fat face looked at the sales report of "Jin Hancai's Travels" in his hand, and then said lightly: "The bonus is doubled this month, okay, you go out!" ”

Su Yongchang frowned slightly, and did not turn around and leave as he said, but looked at the newly taken over president.

"Editor-in-Chief Su, is there anything you want to say?" The fat president looked up at each other and said without being salty.

"President Wang, a newcomer was dug up by me, and the sales reached more than 11,000 copies in less than three months, so I was given a bonus to double it. Isn't that a bit too late to say. Su Yongchang said in a deep voice.

"Then what do you want, or I will give you the position of president?" The corner of the fat president's mouth pulled a mocking smile and said playfully.

Su Yongchang was stunned for a moment, and then changed to a smiling face: "President Wang said that he was laughing, I just put forward some opinions, so ...... I'll go first. ”