Lin Cheng didn't expect that Pu Zhiyan would actually agree to his casual suggestion.
"You're not kidding me, are you?"
The action of rubbing the hair on Xue Hua's back stopped, and Lin Cheng was a little suspicious.
Zhiyan glanced at him sideways, "Why am I teasing you?"
Now Lin Cheng felt a little embarrassed, "Well~~~ I was just joking, do you take it seriously?"
"Hey! Wash it quickly."
Park Zhiyan touched Lin Cheng's arm and signaled him not to be distracted.
At this moment, Xuehua squatted in the bathtub and noticed that Lin Cheng had stopped moving. He also put his front paws on Lin Cheng's hand and pulled hard, as if urging Lin Cheng to hurry up.
Lin Cheng then continued to rub his head hard and gave the kitten a storm of service.
"You must be very skilled in your movements."
Lin Cheng said casually: "That's right! I have bathed many animals, including cats, dogs, rabbits and turtles."
"Have you ever raised a turtle?"
"That's right! When I was in primary school, someone was selling small turtles at the entrance of our school, so I bought one with my pocket money and took it home to raise."
"Is that turtle still there? It should live a long time, right?"
"Don't mention it."
Lin Cheng was a little sad, "I only raised the turtle for a few days and then it died."
"How could it be? You must have bought a sick turtle from an unscrupulous vendor, right?"
"That's not true! Just because I wanted to give the little turtle a bath, I ended up drowning it."
Park Ji-yeon:"·····"
You are truly a genius!
Xuehua's fur was very thick, and it took the two of them a while to wash the cat thoroughly.
However, it was another struggle when blow-drying. Xue Hua didn't like the sound of the hair dryer, so she took the opportunity to run around the room, and the two of them spent a lot of effort to dry this guy.
"I can't do it anymore! I'm exhausted."
Pu Zhiyan collapsed on the sofa and poked Lin Cheng next to her, "Ah! Sister is very tired, can you help me clean up?"
"Are you tired now? How did you perform before with this physical strength?" Lin Cheng complained casually.
"Be good! My sister will dance for you later."
"Hey~~! Who do you think I am? Really."
With disdain in his mouth, Lin Cheng moved his hands slowly, quickly sweeping the cat hair on the sofa to the floor, and then let the sweeping robot start working.
Xuehua was full of energy just after taking a shower. She stood proudly on top of the sweeping robot and patrolled her territory in a free convertible.
Little Teddy Dobby was jumping up and down happily next to him, looking like a bitch.
The two chatted while waiting for Miss Eun Jung to arrive.
"Hey! I heard that you got a new contract. When will you treat your sister to dinner again?"
"You know all this?"
"Nonsense! There are even your fans who came to my Instagram to leave messages."
"It's not a big contract, it's only over 3 billion a year."
"Wow~~~ It's only over 3 billion... You did it on purpose, right? Isn't this a big contract? My sister is a little envious."
Lin Cheng was suspicious, "You were so popular before, so you should have made a lot of money, right?"
"When I could make money in the past, I was helping brokerage companies to make money. Later I quit the Chinese market and I couldn't make much money anymore."
In fact, this is where Korean artists are helpless. Even many well-known artists are not rich, and they are not even as rich as second- and third-tier stars in China.
Of course, if you survive the most exploited period when you first debuted, you won’t be exploited so harshly in subsequent contracts.
However, Jiyeon and her group suffered a setback when they were at their peak. After being boycotted by the Korean little deaf shrimp, they relied on the Chinese market to survive that period, but this still could not change their situation in South Korea.
Lin Cheng had also heard sporadic news on the Internet. Hearing Ji Yan's complaints, he couldn't help but sigh. Korean artists are really a high-pressure profession.
Although the Korean fandom has a rich culture, they are typical strict disciplinarians, almost using a magnifying glass to find faults in others.
Domestic celebrities dare to let their bodyguards drive them out to book the venue when they go out. If this were the case in South Korea, they would be violently exposed by the Internet and withdraw from the industry.
"In this case, why don't you just stop working for a brokerage company in the future? Can't you do it yourself?"
"If you think about it easy, it's difficult to get along in the industry without the resources of a company... Of course, it's not easy to get along now if you have a company."
"Oh! Don't be so pessimistic. You are actually still very popular in China."
Lin Cheng patted her shoulder carelessly, "Don't be discouraged. In the future, you will make your own songs, and Brother Cheng will help you promote them on the platform. I am now a top player in the e-sports circle."
"Okay! If we really go it alone in the future, we will let you dress up as a woman in the MV for the new song and add another member to us."
Ji Yan also made a joke, just as the doorbell rang.
Dobby, who was swirling around the snowflakes, rushed to the entrance and wagged his tail towards the closed door.
Ji Yeon opened the door and Ham Eun Jung came up and gave her a hug.
"Dangdang! Does Zhiyan miss me?"
"I've thought about it, come in and get ready to cook."
"Ah! Is sister the servant who comes to cook for you?"
Xian Eunjing reached out and pinched Zhiyan's cheek, then slapped Zhiyan on the buttocks.
Turning around, she happened to see Lin Cheng. Xian Eunjing immediately put away her gangster look and transformed into a quiet strawberry girl to greet Lin Cheng.
"Miss Eunjing, when did you cut your hair?"
Lin Cheng was curious. The last time they met, Xian Eunjing had long hair, but today it has been shortened to shoulder length.
However, Ham Eun Jung is really one of the few women who is suitable for both long and short hair, and short hair does not make her temperament cold or hard.
While taking off her shoes, Xian Eunjing explained casually, "I'm filming recently, so my look needs to be shortened...does it look good?"
"Quite good looking."
"Ah! What are you asking about hair now? Come in and cook quickly."
Zhiyan kept urging, but Xian Enjing was not in a hurry. After taking off her boots, she first gave the enthusiastic Dobby a hard slap before being pulled into the kitchen by Zhiyan.
Lin Cheng had nothing to do, so he simply sneaked into the kitchen with a cat and a dog to watch.
Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Xian Eunjing seemed a little nervous, and she couldn't even cut potatoes very neatly.
She began to change the subject, "Zhiyan, don't just watch! Sing a song to my sister."
Lin Cheng interjected, "Don't sing alone, you all sing, and I'll do some singing."
"It's easier for you."
Park Zhiyan picked up a tomato and stuffed it into Lin Cheng's mouth, "Then what do you want to hear?"
Lin Cheng took the tomato away from his mouth, "It felt like he had been shot."
"No, it can only be our song."
"Then I want to listen to "Tiamo". I like your song the best."
"Then I'll start. How about we take turns singing during the substitution part? Ernie."
"good."
Zhiyan cleared her throat and opened her thin lips:
I miss you so much Tiamo
tearful eyes
The stars in the sky are also
It seems to be describing in detail
A soft singing voice without accompaniment that sounded clean and clear sounded from the side, and Lin Cheng was fascinated by it.
