"Jinjia? Zhien, what did you say..." Baolan, who was sitting in the living room, drinking a drink and watching TV, was almost sent away by the voice of the dragon in the room.
"What's wrong with the maknae? Unnie." Sui Enjing opened her big, sleepy eyes, slowly got up from the sofa and let out a big yawn.
Seeing Bao Lan shaking her head and continuing to watch TV, Eun Jung hugged the elementary school student like a big mascot.
Quan Baolan pouted her little mouth and let Enjing hold her in her arms, thinking to herself that if I don't get angry, I can just be a quiet mascot.
"I'm back." Xiaomin opened the door and walked in, holding a large plastic bag in her hand and saying hello while changing her shoes.
"Let's have dinner with Sunny. You guys should have a drink." Enjing hugged Baolan from behind and put her head on her shoulder.
"Nai, I drank a little. She hasn't been in a good mood lately, and their group has had a lot of troubles this year." Xiaomin walked into the living room, smelling of alcohol, and put the plastic bag on the dining table.
"This is the packed barbecue and some fruits I bought. You can make a midnight snack later."
Enjing rolled her eyes, thinking that if Girls' Generation has troubles, can they still have their own group to trouble them? Now there are rumors that Tara will be disbanded soon.
"Onies, let me tell you, wow, there is food." Longzai just finished talking to Li Zhien on the phone and rushed out of the room like a gust of wind. When he saw that there was food on the table, especially barbecue, he immediately
His eyes lit up.
When Enjing saw this scene, she immediately let go of Baolan in her arms, jumped up, and hugged Long Zai tightly from behind as she rushed towards the dining table.
"Yeah, maknae, you still eat. You ate two portions of fried rice cakes by yourself for dinner. You don't need to control your figure. You may end up with a belly."
Park Ji-yeon will release her first solo album in a few days. In this mini-album called "Never Ever", she will take a sexy route. It is really inappropriate to perform in a midriff-baring outfit that exposes her belly.
.
"Unnie, let me go. I'm too tired from practicing dance these days. I really need food supplement, otherwise I will die." It would be harder to get a typical carnivore dinosaur to give up the pork belly in front of him than to reach the sky.
, I even found reasons and excuses, as if I would really die if I didn’t eat meat.
"Forget it, Eunjing, Unni, let her eat. She has been working harder than us recently." Xiaomin still felt sorry for this maknae. She picked up the packed barbecue and went to the kitchen to heat it up and eat the cold barbecue.
If you have a bad stomach, you will be in trouble.
Enjing shook her head and let go of the baby dragon. In fact, everyone loved the maknae and it was for her own good. Otherwise, the little dinosaur would have been allowed to dominate the group.
Enjing watched the baby dragon jumping into the kitchen to find Xiaomin for food, then turned around to continue holding the mascot, but found that Baolan was missing, so she probably took the opportunity to run back to her room.
"Maknae, you just came out of the room, what do you want to say to us?"
Longzai was sitting at the dining table, chewing barbecue while telling the two Ernies vividly what Li Zhien had just told her on the phone. Eunjing and Xiaomin, who were sitting opposite, were quietly listening to this TV drama-like scene.
A story with the same plot.
"Maknae, no wonder you were so angry during dinner. It turns out that Zhien let you go, hahaha..."
"Unnie, why are you paying attention to this? The point is that he is one of our Chinese fans, and he is also a director." Long Zaizi gave Enjing a roll of his eyes and let her understand for herself.
After Tara's incident, not only the fans in Korea were almost wiped out, but also some fans in China were affected and lost their followers. The response to the two previous concerts in China was very average. Of course, the one in Chengdu was held during the Spring Festival.
The devilish time before this also has a lot to do with it.
So it's no wonder that Long Zaizi seems a little excited. After all, it's always a happy thing to know that your group has fans at this time.
"Speaking of Chinese fans, I heard something a little unusual from Julioni. He also heard about it from the company." Xiaomin suddenly remembered what Li Juli had casually mentioned to her before.
Li Juli is now the team leader of Tara and is responsible for communicating with the company.
"There is a music playback website in China. The number of plays of our song "No.9" has suddenly increased a lot in recent times. Guess how many there are now."
Enjing and Longzai both shook their heads and said they didn't want to guess, but Longzai was so curious that he even forgot to chew the barbecue in his mouth.
"It has exceeded 10 million, and it seems that the number of views is still rising." Xiaomin stretched out a finger mysteriously.
"jinjia?"
"cough..."
Long Zaizi was obviously frightened by this number. He almost choked with a mouthful of meat. Dafa, it’s so scary. It’s indeed the size of mainland China. But why did this suddenly happen? Their fans in China are not that exaggerated.
,Did something happen over there?
Eunjing also looked at Xiaomin with a look of disbelief and didn't know what to say, but the same questions as Longzai also arose in her mind.
"Actually, even the company doesn't know what's going on." Xiaomin said after brushing her hair with her hands.
"Originally, I wanted to ask Sunny if she knew anything tonight, but they have been at RB recently and don't know much about the situation in China."
The three of them fell into silence again, but all three of them had an idea in their minds. Can they ask a Chinese fan? But how to ask? You can't just post a post on Instagram to ask.
"Maknae, is it possible for Zhien to contact the director?" Xiaomin suddenly raised his head and looked at Long Zaizi.
Park Jiyan immediately understood what Xiaomin meant, swallowed the meat in her mouth, stood up and ran into her room like the wind. After a while, she returned to the living room dejectedly.
"Unnie, Zhien said that she doesn't have the director's contact information, and she doesn't even know his name."
Zhou Jing saw that the time was almost up, and said hello to Zhu Ziping and Xie Dongqing to go back first. Zhu Ziping nodded and indicated that Zhou Jing could leave first.
As for the two of them, it looks like they have to report to Mr. Xu later. Maybe they won't be able to go back today.
Zhou Jing didn't drink at night, so he drove back slowly. On the way, he took some time to think about how Yang Xiaojian would protect the six animals in the novel. The music played in the car was something that Zhou Jing was obsessed with recently.
"No.9".
After driving into the underground garage of the community, Zhou Jing locked the car and was about to walk to the elevator when a sudden exclamation stopped him.
"Brother Zhou, why are you here?"
Zhou Jing looked back and saw five little boys with shocked faces standing in a row in front of him.
Ouch, what is going on? How come you can meet EXO wherever you go?
(Thank you all book friends for your rewards, monthly tickets, recommendations and collections. Thank you all. Today is the National Memorial Day. Eighty-four years ago today, a tragic massacre happened in my hometown and the provincial capital. At this moment, my uncle’s
The mood is very sad, and I would like to express my condolences to the more than 300,000 compatriots who died in the massacre and the 35 million compatriots who died in the entire Anti-Japanese War. Remembering history is not to create hatred, and never forget the past and the future.
The only thing we, the future generations of Chinese people, have to do is to work hard to make this country stronger. Tragedies like this must never and will never be allowed to happen again on this land. We must strengthen ourselves.)