Late at night, Song Wenbin followed the yellow-haired young man and walked along the dirt road to the desolate suburbs. As he walked, the yellow-haired young man said, "My name is Pu Yantong, what is your name?" ”

"My name is Song Wenbin."

"You're from China?"

"Of course, you are very good at Chinese."

"I learned it myself, and I've always wanted to travel to China."

Park Yantong said: "That was my dream. ”

"China is worth playing."

Song Wenbin said softly, he looked around, and once again, he came to Kowloon, which was full of garbage, desolate and dilapidated slums.

Suddenly, Park Yantong stopped, and he looked vigilantly at the photographer with a small video camera not far away, shouting something loudly in Korean.

Song Wenbin hurriedly said: "You don't have to drive them, they are here to shoot, they are my colleagues." ”

"Your colleague?" Park Yantong was immediately suspicious and asked, "What are you doing here!?" ”

Song Wenbin looked at Park Yantong's eyes silently, looked at it for a while, and chose to tell Park Yantong the truth.

Park Yantong was stunned for a moment after listening to Song Wenbin's words, and then laughed.

"No wonder you are so down-and-out, 10,000 yuan is really not enough to spend in Seoul, but since it is a Chinese entertainment program, it doesn't hurt. I don't mind people filming my life for entertainment, I just hate media that pretends to be sympathetic to us and doesn't make any changes. ”

As he spoke, he came to a dilapidated courtyard, opened the plastic door of the courtyard, and said, "Come in." ”

Song Wenbin went into the courtyard, and Park Yantong turned on an old-fashioned incandescent lamp for him, and under the illumination of the light, he could see an old motorcycle parked in the courtyard, and the front of the motorcycle was dismantled.

"This way." Park reminded him.

Song Wenbin followed him, swooping into a dilapidated house made entirely of plastic and wooden strips, and the photographer followed Song Wenbin inside.

Inside and outside, as in the house, except for a few pieces of furniture and kitchen utensils, the rest of the objects are woven from plastic. It's crowded, messy, cramped.

"Sit."

Pu Yantong cleaned up his bed and made a place for him: "Go to the pit when you enter the door, I just have this condition, don't mind." ”

"How can you mind, it's much better than me sleeping on the street."

Song Wenbin said: "I have slept in the park for three days, and I have slept until the security guards do not allow me to sleep. ”

"How could they allow you to sleep there?"

Park Yantong said: "Seoul is an international metropolis, and our locals have been kicked out, let alone you." ”

Park Yantong put the noodles and wine he bought on the bed, and didn't bother with the photographer, just took out a lighter, lit a black briquette, and then shook the liquefied gas tank, squatted under the iron pot to cheer up, and began to boil hot water.

"You were kicked out too?"

"Kowloon Village was driven out." Park Yantong said.

Song Wenbin was stunned.

"What's so surprising about this, in 88, the Seoul Olympics, the Blue House moved the poor people in the city here for the sake of image, which is an official slum."

"Does this still belong to Seoul?"

"Of course."

"Then why don't you improve this place?"

Park Yantong shrugged: "Someone has to be poor, just like someone has to be a bad person, otherwise the police won't be useless?" ”

Song Wenbin couldn't refute it for a while, as if there was a little truth.

"Would your photographer like to have something to eat with?" Park Yantong picked up the noodles in his hand and asked.

"You leave them alone, treat them as air, they don't have human needs." Song Wenbin said.

Park Yantong smiled, set up the pot and began to cook noodles, and said to Song Wenbin while cooking him: "To be honest, I think your aura is different from ordinary people. When ordinary people see my friends, they are already frightened and run away, or they are afraid to pay the money, but you still dare to reason with them, are you really not afraid that they will beat you? ”

Song Wenbin was stunned and said: "I am human to them, and when people meet, you can't just do it casually." ”

"The difference between man and man is greater than the difference between man and dog."

Park Yantong said: "If I were you, I wouldn't be reasonable, just beat them up and pay them if I can't beat them, hahahaha~"

Song Wenbin also smiled when he heard this, this young Korean man he met by chance seemed to be much more optimistic than he imagined.

"Actually, it's not the first time I've been here." Song Wenbin said: "Because I don't have money, I came here last time and was driven out by wild dogs. ”

"Then why are you back again, do you think you have a relationship with this place?" Park asked.

Song Wenbin smiled, "Probably, poverty makes us meet." He said.

Not long after, Park Yantong put two bowls of noodles in front of Song Wenbin. opened another bottle of wine and poured a glass for Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin touched a cup with him, and the two of them raised their heads and drank it all.

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Early the next morning.

Early in the morning, Sutina sat on the subway with a delicate makeup, holding her mobile phone and brushing it non-stop.

But like yesterday, it was another silent day, and no one replied to her resume.

On the fourth day of her arrival in South Korea, she still hadn't found a suitable job.

This made her frustration even stronger.

However, the more this happened, the more unconvinced she became.

In any case, be sure to get a job.

She secretly cheered herself up in the bottom of her heart.

The subway stopped in front of the Nanjiu Lao Labor Market, and Sutina followed the flow of people out of the subway, but as soon as she walked near the talent market, she couldn't help but stop.

In front of the crowd of people, a large crowd of people, a long and huge queue surrounded the entire labor market, including young people, middle-aged people, and the elderly, everyone crowded in front of the labor market, bustling almost to the talent market.

Stunned and stunned for a moment, she turned around and walked back to the subway station.

There was no doubt that no matter how talented she was, she couldn't show it in a place like that. Maybe she's overestimating herself, Sutina thought to herself.

In the face of reality, she gave up the idea of being a translator, sat in the subway and flipped through her mobile phone, wondering if the recruitment website had a job of serving dishes in a coffee shop.

However, at this moment, someone on the subway asked softly, "Miss, may I sit here?" ”

Sutina looked up, it was a somewhat fat middle-aged man, he had a camera hanging on his chest, wearing a mask on his mouth, and was looking at Sutina's face without blinking.

The question was in Korean, and she didn't understand. But I can understand what he means. Without saying a word, she moved to the side, giving him a spot.

The man sat down, straightened the camera, took a business card out of his pocket, and handed it to Sutina.

Sutina, who was looking at her phone, was stunned and took the business card, which was in Korean, and she couldn't read it.

"I'm a scout from SET Models, can I see your face?" He asked.

Sutina said in English: "I don't know Korean. ”

After hearing this, the man immediately switched languages and expressed it in English.

After hearing this, Sutina understood the other party's intention, and she had never encountered this kind of thing in China. It's just that she has always been sure of her talent and has always been dismissive of this kind of work.

But after eating in Seoul for four days in a row, she lost her domestic arrogance at the moment, so she just silently pulled down her mask and showed him her face.

The man's eyes lit up instantly, and he didn't even care that this was the subway, so he immediately squatted down and took a picture of Sutina with the camera.

Sutina frowned and pulled back on her mask.

The man took a deep breath and said, "Miss, I've been following you for a long time. To be honest, I haven't met anyone more temperamental than you on this subway. ”

Sutina smiled, "Is that so, thank you for the compliment." ”

She hates that people are following her.

"I just saw you go to the talent market, are you looking for a job?" The man asked.

Sutina nodded.

"It's ridiculous, miss, that with your qualifications, you shouldn't have gone to work in that kind of place anyway. They were all low-level migrant workers, hard-working poor ghosts, and graduates of Pheasant University. That place doesn't belong to you. ”

"Where do I belong?" Sutina herself was a little confused.

"You belong to the world!" The man said categorically.

"Huh??" Sutina was puzzled.

"The oldest treasure, belonging to the museum. The most graceful woman belongs to the modeling agency. The man said seriously: "Believe me, we will package you and promote it to the world with the most professional attitude." Whether you want to become a star, make your debut as a trainee, join a variety show, or endorse a top company's advertisements, we will help you realize your dreams!

”

Sutina felt funny in her heart, she only belonged to herself, and no one belonged.

But after all, it's also a job, she asked, "How much does your company give models a month?" ”

Speaking of money, the man immediately became less generous, he scratched his head, and said, "This... It still depends on your grades, if you can really do well, 500w a month can also be ....."

5,000,000 won

When Sutina heard this, she felt that the other party was drawing a big pie, and she thought she was so foolish. She asked directly: "Is there a basic salary, and what is the basic salary?" ”

The man hesitated for a long time, and then said, "400,000 won..."

400,000 won, which is about 2,000 yuan when converted into RMB.

The price was not too high, but Sutina was moved, at least the man didn't seem to be lying.

In the days she has been in South Korea, she has spent more than 2,000 yuan. She must at least fill this hole, otherwise if the funds are less than 10,000 at the end, she will be directly judged to have failed the challenge.

She also believes that after she enters the modeling agency, she will not live only on the basic salary.

"Take me there." She said immediately.