"By the way, Xiuying, why did you go to see Zhou Jingoppa? I remember you didn't know each other." Yuli's question brought Cui Xiuying back to her thoughts. Of course, her memory only remained until the moment she drank the glass of wine.
Facing Yuri's curious gaze, Sooyoung flipped up her hair and replied calmly: "It's Taeyeon. She can't leave, so please ask me to send something to Oppa Zhou Kyung."
"That's right, then you can sleep a little longer." Yuli put away the empty bowl and was about to leave, but Xiuying stopped her.
"Wait a minute, who sent me back to the dormitory last night, was it Oppa Zhou Jing?"
"Ani, it was Oppa who called Sunny, but she was the only one in the dormitory. She couldn't handle it for a big guy like you, so she called me along."
"Kumawa, thank you for your hard work."
The door was gently closed. Xiuying sat blankly on the bed and suddenly realized that she had something serious to do last night, but she couldn't remember whether she had spoken.
Alas, if I had known better, I would not have drank that glass of wine. Xiuying hated her poor drinking capacity and took the mobile phone beside the bed. However, when she clicked on it, she found an unexpected surprise.
"Oh, it's Zhou Jingoppa's mobile phone number. Have I asked him for it?" Cui Xiuying patted her head and still had no memory, "No matter, since you have a mobile phone number, let's add KK first."
After applying to be added as a friend, Cui Xiuying got out of bed and washed up. When she came back from cleaning up and saw that the friend had been approved, she quickly sent a message to Zhou Jing.
[Xiuying: Oppa Zhou Kyung, you drank too much yesterday, Miane, I caused you trouble.]
[Zhou Jing: I’m not in trouble, it’s Shunkyu and Yuri who are doing the hard work, haha...]
[Xiuying: Anyway, I am still very rude.]
[Xiuying: How about I treat you to a meal to express my apology?]
[Zhou Jing: Forget about eating. If you need anything, come to me. There is a football match on Sunday. I will participate then.]
[Xiuying: Nai, Aratho...]
What the hell? Cui Xiuying stared at her phone and was stunned. She couldn't understand why Zhou Jing suddenly mentioned the football game, which made her confused and completely confused.
But one thing Cui Xiuying is sure of is that the other party is very clear about her purpose, and it seems that she has no intention of rejecting it. This will be easy to handle. As for the ball game...
"Yuri, what's the game on Sunday? Is it a baseball game?"
"Yeah, how do I know? Why are you asking me?"
"Don't you like watching baseball games?"
"Who said that, Assi...I hate baseball the most now."
"..."
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Zhou Jing put down his cell phone and signaled to Jin Yulong in front of him that he could continue. Today, Jin Yulong swept away the dejection he had felt for many days and put on a straight suit, feeling full of energy.
"According to the arrangement, the award ceremony will be held at 13:00 pm at the Spring and Autumn Hall of the Blue House. There will be reporters present but no press conference will be arranged, so Master, you do not need to be interviewed."
"We plan to leave at 11 noon, so lunch time is earlier, that's probably what happened."
"Well, I understand, you go ahead."
"Inside..."
As soon as Jin Yulong closed his notebook and walked to the office door, he met Cao Xuefeng who was wandering over. He quickly bowed and saluted while saying hello in less than standard Chinese.
"Hello, Commander Cao."
"Huh? What did you call me?" Cao Xuefeng looked Jin Yulong up and down with a flash of suspicion in his eyes.
Jin Yulong was stunned, and it wasn't until Zhou Jing came over and patted the back of his head that he realized, "I'm sorry, uncle, hello."
"That's pretty much it. Go ahead and bring your master to come and have a drink with me later when you have time."
"Alright, definitely."
Cao Xuefeng couldn't help but shook his head when he saw Jin Yulong leaving in a panic, "Don't tell me, this kid looks a lot like you, except for one thing, he is not as good at climbing poles as you are, haha..."
"Go away, you're just on the pole." Zhou Jing scolded with a smile and asked Cao Xuefeng to sit down on the sofa, "I said you came here just to see my new apprentice?"
"That's a must. You'll be a master in no time, tsk tsk..." Cao Xuefeng crossed his legs and picked up Zhou Jing's cigarette case, took out the cigarette and lit it. His technique was so skillful that he seemed to do this often.
"By the way, Master wasn't angry when he found out." Zhou Jing also lit up a cigarette but looked a little uneasy.
"Angry? Why are you angry? It's too late for him to be happy." Cao Xuefeng said nonchalantly.
"But Yulong is... Korean after all." Zhou Jing hesitated to express his concerns.
"Haha... I knew you would think so." Cao Xuefeng patted Zhou Jing's shoulder and raised a smile, "Master said, you never do business at a loss, and you kidnapped someone within a few months of coming here.
I have a younger sister and a girlfriend. This Xiao Jin, maybe his surname will be Pu or San from now on, haha..."
"Ha, master still understands me. As long as he becomes my apprentice, believe it or not, I can let him change his nationality, hehe..." Zhou Jing instantly showed a dog face.
"You, if I were the one at the Cheong Wa Dae, I would definitely issue an order to ban you from entering the country. It's too scary. Every turn is accurate, haha..."
"screw you."
In fact, there is a reason for Cao Xuefeng's ridicule. It was the moderate storm that arose on the Internet two days ago, and the source was the news that Zhou Jing went to the Blue House to accept the award.
First, some domestic netizens suggested that Sulli should be naturalized as a Chinese citizen. In their eyes, they never regarded her as a South Korean. This idea immediately received a response from a large number of Sulli fans.
Of course, some passersby know that Chinese citizenship is probably the most difficult to obtain in the world, unless you have made outstanding contributions, such as winning a Nobel Prize or something.
This was originally a topic that netizens chatted about after dinner. Unexpectedly, it was transferred to a Korean forum to show off by some bad guys. Now South Korean netizens stopped doing it.
Why should South Korean peaches become Yangshan peaches? So they began to quarrel with domestic netizens. At one point, someone even shouted the slogan "Swear to keep Zhou Jing in South Korea."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The reason is very simple. Winners of the Presidential Commendation Award can definitely naturalize in the Republic of Korea. Besides, my sister is South Korean, so the family should be neat and tidy.
Are you kidding me? Domestic netizens exploded when they saw this statement. They were all scolding the stick guys because they probably had water in their heads. Isn’t such a beautiful country fragrant? Aren’t the Chinese people proud? Why do you get so excited when you see good things?
Picking something into your own bowl is bad behavior.
For a time, the Internet was raging, and a large number of domestic netizens jumped over the wall to curse. Xuejing CP's name also dominated the hot search list again, and it seemed to be getting worse.
Fortunately, the planning department of J.Turn Entertainment took action at this time, and a press release was released to calm the emotions of both parties, and Shirley Studio also issued a statement saying that there is no need to quarrel over such nonsense.
However, the last sentence of the statement, "Sulli Choi will always support Zhou Jing and be by his side," made many South Koreans feel a little uncomfortable after seeing it.
This sentence was imposed at Shirley's own request, but little did he know that it laid the foundation for a bigger storm in the future, which eventually led to the incident.
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Different from Zhou Jing's cheerful mood, the atmosphere on the set of "To Me" was obviously a bit depressing. Everyone was working with their heads down and unwilling to say anything. The reason was that the ratings for the second episode were released.
The numbers did not rise as expected but fell slightly. TNmS was basically the same at 8.1%, but AGB fell directly to 7.5%. This was like a slap in the face to the entire crew.
According to this trend, not to mention competing against "My Love from the Star", even the ratings championship of the show will not be guaranteed, so everyone including Park Hyung-ki feels a little discouraged.
How can it be better if everyone is so crystal-clear? She sat alone in the corner with a small blanket covering her face and holding a script in her hand and started to stare. Anyone who saw her could understand that she was in a very low mood.
"Xiujing, are you okay?" Zheng Zhixun came to the side of Shuijing and asked concernedly. In fact, as a male lead, his mood was even lower.
"I'm fine, thank you Oppa for your concern." Crystal responded with a forced smile.
"In the final analysis, we are just actors who are limited in what we can do. We should try our best to play the roles in the script. The rest...sigh." After speaking, Zheng Zhixun raised his head and sighed.
"Yes." Crystal nodded slightly, but the next second she was shocked by Zheng Zhixun's words.
"Do you still remember Xiao Jing's evaluation of our drama? Would it be different if we filmed it according to his ideas?"
"Mo? Zhixun Oppa, don't be joking. He doesn't understand. He is just making nonsense." Crystal didn't think her father was capable of this.
But Zheng Zhixun obviously didn't think so, "Not necessarily. I have thought about the character design and plot direction he mentioned that day. To be honest, if it were me, ordinary viewers would be interested in following it."
"Jinjia?" Crystal looked at Zheng Zhixun in disbelief. She couldn't imagine Zhou Jing being involved with the screenwriter and writer. It was really inconsistent.
Zheng Zhixun opened his mouth and wanted to say something. At this time, Park Hyung-ki waved to him from a distance and asked him to go over and chat for a few words. He had to make an apologetic expression to Crystal.
After a few words of conversation, Zheng Zhixun was about to continue looking for Crystal Hall, but before he had taken a few steps, a voice from behind stopped him.
"Kajima, rainxi, can we chat for a few words?"
Zheng Zhixun turned around in surprise and saw that it was screenwriter Lu Zhixue, so he quickly nodded and responded: "Writer Lu, of course."
"Then let's go over there and talk."
"Inside..."
In a small independent room in the corner of the studio, Zheng Zhixun sat in front of Lu Zhixue, confused, not knowing what the writer Lu wanted to talk to him about.
Lu Zhixue closed the door gently and walked up to Zheng Zhixun, then asked a scary question.
"Rainxi, I just heard that Zhou Jingxi seemed to have commented on the script. Can you tell me about it?"