"Do you know? Taeyeon, as far as I know, the company didn't just plan for you." Jessica said while gently stroking Taeyeon's little head, "They also planned for Xiujing.
Even Yoona’s breakup was included in the plan.”
"Moragu? You said Yoona and Son-in-law Lee broke up? Why didn't I know when?" Taeyeon was very surprised when she heard the news of Yoona's breakup.
"She told me personally just two days ago. It's just that the company won't let it be announced now. Maybe she's waiting to do related planning." Jessica said lightly.
"That's fine, Yoona is still young, and the best choice is to develop her career as an actress." The experience of these two days made Taeyeon think about a lot of things. As an artist, if you want to be successful, you have to give up some things.
Things, just like when they gave up the opportunity to go to college.
"Um..."
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"Ah..." Zhou Wenqian shouted in the living room, which frightened Zhou Jing. He rushed from the kitchen to the living room to see what was going on, without even caring about the fruit-cutting knife in his hand.
lay down.
It was Zhou Wenqian's first time in Korea. She was a little too excited on the way back. She gradually showed signs of fatigue when she arrived at the apartment, so Zhou Jing asked her to wash up and go to bed to sleep for a while.
Zhou Jing was coding for a while on his laptop in the living room. The novel had been out for a few days, so he just had some free time today so he simply coded a few chapters.
After coding two chapters and uploading them to the website, Zhou Jing saw that the time was almost up, so he went to the kitchen to prepare some fruit for the little girl so that he could feed her when she woke up. Unexpectedly, he came like this.
"Uncle, why do you have so many Tara's things here?" It turned out that the little girl woke up and wandered around the living room. She accidentally saw something placed in the corner. She picked up a box and opened it, and she made a surprising discovery.
.
There are signed albums, slide cards, banners and a lot of signed photos, especially Park Ji-yeon's signed photos, and Zhou Wenqian's favorite among Tara is Ji-yeon.
It turned out that this was the case. It was a false alarm, and Zhou Jing was too lazy to talk to Zhou Wenqian. He shook his head and turned back to the kitchen to continue cutting the fruits.
"Uncle, where did you get these?" Zhou Wenqian leaned against the door of the kitchen and asked happily while looking at the signed photos in her hand.
"A friend of mine gave it to her. She is a big fan of Tara and has internal channels. If you hadn't come here today, I would have invited her to dinner today." Zhou Jing replied with his back to Zhou Wenqian.
"Oh? Uncle, is this the she next to the female character or the he next to the single?" Zhou Wenqian looked at Zhou Jing's back with a strange expression and asked.
Zhou Jing is the only one of their cousins who has not yet started a family, and does not even have a girlfriend. Every time there is a gathering at home, Zhou Jing will become the target of people urging marriage. Zhou Wenqian naturally knows this, so she can also be regarded as
Take care of the elders in your family.
"Stop gossiping. She is a little girl, three years older than you, so stop thinking nonsense and come over and eat some apples." Zhou Jing cut the peeled apples into small pieces and put them on a plate.
The toothpick was placed on the coffee table in the living room.
"It's true that the age difference is a bit big, hey... Then isn't she the same age as Zhiyan? Uncle, please give me these signed photos of Zhiyan." Zhou Wenqian sat on the sofa and ate an apple.
I have long regarded these signed photos as my own.
"That's not okay. To you, these are autographed photos, but to me they are all good wine." Zhou Jing rejected the little princess's unreasonable request.
"Good wine? There seems to be a story. How can I tell you this?" Zhou Wenqian seemed to be more interested in the word "good wine" than the autographed photo.
Everyone in Zhou Jing's family seems to like drinking, and it's the same for both men and women, old and young. When Zhou Wenqian was in junior high school, she was already carrying wine bottles to fight with her cousins at family gatherings.
"Do you still remember your Uncle Yang? Let me tell you..." Zhou Jing told Zhou Wenqian about his plan to exchange signed photos with Yang Xiaoxiao for Wuliangye.
"Okay, uncle, I've made a lot of money from this business, I'll take two, and you can exchange the rest for bars, but..." Zhou Wenqian showed a sly smile to Zhou Jing, and at the same time stretched out her hand
Two fingers, "How about sharing two bottles with me then?"
"make a deal."
The sky is getting dark, and the lights in the city illuminate the dark night, signaling that the city's nightlife has begun.
Zhou Wenqian laughed and rolled back and forth on the sofa while watching the variety shows on TV. Zhou Jing didn't understand what was so interesting about these shows. In his opinion, they were all too noisy and noisy, and he couldn't get many of the laughs.
Less than.
"Uncle, I'm hungry. What should we eat tonight?" Zhou Wenqian finally stopped laughing and felt her stomach protesting.
"What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat." Zhou Jing closed his laptop and looked at Zhou Wenqian and said.
"Uncle Saigao, I want to eat beer with fried chicken." Zhou Wenqian sat on the sofa and cheered.
What the hell kind of combination is this? Is Korean fried chicken delicious? After the Korean drama "My Love from the Star" became popular in China last year, many boys and girls regarded the beer and fried chicken in the drama as a kind of food.
Fashion, but these surrounding scenes are completely unknown.
But who doesn’t like fried chicken? Of course Zhou Jing also likes it. He can kill a KFC family in one meal. He raised his hands to support Zhou Wenqian’s proposal, but he couldn’t think of where to eat fried chicken at the moment.
At this time, he thought of Xiao Longren. This Korean girl must know which fried chicken restaurants in Seoul are more suitable for young people. As for Seohyun and Crystal, they don’t need to ask. Fried chicken is suitable for female idols’ figures.
They definitely won't know about the poison.
So he picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Xiaolongren, saying that his relatives from China wanted to eat Korean fried chicken and was there any better place he could recommend?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It didn’t take long for Xiaolongren to send Zhou Jing an address. Zhou Jing looked at it and saw that it was not very far away, so he took Zhou Wenqian and walked there.
I took her to see the night view of Seoul.
"Holy shit, this dog author actually updated it." Zhou Wenqian said while eating fried chicken and looking at her phone.
"What update? What are you looking at?" Zhou Jing took a sip of beer and looked at Zhou Wenqian in confusion.
"Nothing. I'm following a novel about Tara. The author's updates are so Buddhist that I even gave him a reward. It's been a few days since I've been here, and I actually updated two chapters today. I really want to
Send him a razor blade." Zhou Wenqian put down the fried chicken, picked up the beer glass, and took a big sip.
According to South Korean law, you must be 20 years old or older to be considered an adult. Zhou Wenqian was only 18 years old and was not allowed to drink. However, no one in the fried chicken restaurant asked for ID cards, so she just drank.
Zhou Jing curiously looked over and looked at the content on Zhou Wenqian's phone. Why did it look so familiar? He silently picked up his phone and searched around in the fan list of his novel.
Sure enough, a familiar ID appeared in the fan list. This ID was the same as Zhou Wenqian's WeChat name, called "Tsunade-chan with Two Ponytails."
Zhou Jing closed his phone and looked at Zhou Wenqian who was feasting, thinking to himself that he must not let this girl know that he is the dog author who wants to put the razor blade in her mouth.
On the street corner outside the fried chicken shop, a tall figure was looking through the glass window at the scene of Zhou Jing and Zhou Wenqian chatting and laughing in the shop. Although she was wearing a mask, her slender eyes clearly revealed her inner feelings.
dissatisfaction.
"Okay, Agassi, why are you bringing relatives here to eat fried chicken? You are obviously dating your girlfriend."
