With the slightly sharp whistle of the subway, the subway train door of Seoul Yeouido Line 5 closed mercilessly, leaving no gap, and through the window of the door, Jung Woo-sung could vaguely see the residual frustration on the faces of the citizens who did not catch the subway, and it was left behind with the start of the train in a blink of an eye.

Standing silently at the exit of the train and waiting, because of the address of the rented house, the transfer of the subway line has become a part of Zheng Yucheng's daily life......

Passengers and pedestrians will more or less project their eyes on other passengers, gently looking at the people who are sitting on the train with them, obviously, the long ponytail hair makes people can't help but stop their eyes on the silent passenger at the entrance, but there is not much communication, as if they are irrelevant pedestrians who don't know each other and don't care......

There are not too many twists and turns in the subway every day, and there is no dramatic plot as depicted in the TV series, in fact, the most intense scene Zheng Yucheng has ever seen in the subway is just a quarrel between a young couple, bickering, after all, a TV series is just a TV series, and life is always dull.

Apgujeong, the birthplace of fashion, a concentration camp for the wealthy, "the No. 1 street that leads Korean fashion", such a place does not seem to be too much to praise in any language, this brings together fashion, food, and even art and one, and even the star-making dream factory, South Korea's largest entertainment company, cultivated: HOT, BOA, mythology, TVXQ, Superjunior's S.M company is also located here, and everything makes Apgujeong shine and shine in the eyes of the people......

Of course, just like the shadow that the dazzling sunlight can't shine on, even in Apguting, where the rich and successful people gather, there are also "poor people" who work hard every day to live, and the remuneration for hard work every day is far less than the price of a brand-name dress in Apguting, this is life.

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"Ah Zun Ma (aunt), bring me a green onion cake, put more green onions!" It is only three streets away from Apgujeong, but it is completely different, there are no bright shops of all kinds of goods, and there are no pedestrians dressed up in fashion trends on the road. Time seems to have returned to Korea in the 80s, where there are only grocery stores full of the color of the times, and the yellowish glass is still pasted with the celebrity posters that were all the rage in the 80s of the last century.

On the telephone pole in the corner of the wall, the tangled wires that seem to never be untangled are entangled, and the faint dim light shines on the corner of the street.

"Well, I see." Casually answering the guest's order, without looking up, the aunt had already made the appearance of a green onion cake with flour on the iron plate, accompanied by the tempting sound of Zizi, and the crispy green onion fragrance of the green onion cake unconsciously entered Zheng Yucheng's nose under the skillful action of the food stall aunt.

The eyes kept flipping with the green onion cake in the hands of the food stall aunt, and the saliva began to swallow in the throat unconsciously, as if he felt a little embarrassed by his appearance, Zheng Yucheng lowered his cheeks slightly and did not look at the green onion cake that had gradually become golden, there were many other snacks in the food stall, and the spicy fried rice cake next to it was delicious, but Zheng Yucheng turned his head after only glancing at it, and a thousand-yuan Korean bill had already been prepared in his hand.

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The old street lamps cast mottled shadows in the dim staircase, stepping on the stairs of the narrow corridor, the crowded stairs could no longer accommodate even one more person's steps, and with the faint figure reflected on the stairs, they finally came to a room on the top floor of the building, but the figure did not stop and turned again and walked towards the "wall" next to it, where there was a gatehouse leading to the rooftop.

Pushing open the door, a fairly open balcony appeared in front of me, with several pots of flowers and plants placed on top of the external machine of the air conditioner, and a small drying rack next to it was neatly placed with a change of clothes. Of course, the most incredible thing is the humble attic that occupies two-thirds of the balcony, and of course, there is a special name for such a building in Korea, which is the house tower house.

The house tower house is the Korean name for a kind of attic, that is, it refers to the highest floor of the house, and on the roof, it is a simple attic, and the attic is cold in winter and hot in summer, and the floor height is relatively short. Because it is a surplus part built later, there is no water supply system, and there is no gas toilet or anything, so in Korea, the house tower house is also regarded as synonymous with the poor.

"Huh~" Although in the eyes of most people, such a building can't even be described as a house, but for Zheng Yucheng, this small attic is synonymous with "home", only here can he really relax and rest quietly for a while.

Click~ Holding the steaming green onion cake bought from the food stall in his hand, he took out the key in his pocket to open the door of the house tower room, pulled down the power supply, and the dim light in the room made Zheng Yucheng at the door unconsciously squint his eyes, and the light brought not only brightness, but also the warmth of the originally deserted room.

Although the sparrows are small and have all the organs, although the area of the house tower is not large, under the care of Zheng Yucheng, the room also has a bit of a homely feeling. Because it is only about the size of a bedroom of 20 square meters, the personal hygiene in the house tower room is particularly clean and tidy by Zheng Yucheng, and the bedding products with quilts and pillows in the corner of the room are neatly stacked, and on the side is a large row of jokes and basic books for performance that are necessary for gagman.

Because it was built later, there were no basic equipment such as water and gas that other houses had on the top of the tower, so a large bottle of mineral water for drinking became a necessary daily necessities in this house, and two or three bottles of mineral water, as well as a cass stove (small gas stove) and a whole bag of ramen noodles, were classified at the diagonal corner closest to the door, where Zheng Yucheng arranged a simple kitchen.

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