"Our last public schedule for IU is with us, so we have also prepared an award for IU, come."
Bringing the conversation back to the topic, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol couldn't help but laugh when he saw IU who couldn't help but chuckle when she mentioned the holiday. After speaking, he stood up and turned around to take the award from the staff.
"Oh~."
Seeing Uncle Liu Xiyeol stand up, Zhien hurriedly nodded to Uncle Liu Xiyeol with a polite smile, and then stood up too.
"Congratulations to IU for receiving: an award for growing up well."
Looking at IU standing opposite, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol gave our IU a very cute award.
"Thanks!!"
For IU, who grew up eating cute food, she likes anything cute, and this cute award is certainly no exception.
"IU, since you first appeared in Yoo Hee Yeol's Sketchbook on July 3, 2009, you have grown up and become an outstanding musician in the past 9 years, making us smile with satisfaction when we see you start. Hereby,
Award, congratulations!!"
“Kang Sang Mita (Thank you!)”
Taking the award handed over by Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol with both hands, Ji Eun bowed politely at ninety degrees.
"How about IU's acceptance speech?"
Sitting on the stool again, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol looked at IU and asked.
"Actually, I looked at my diary yesterday. It happened to be the day I appeared in Sketchbook, and there was a diary from that day."
Putting the award on her lap, Zhien played with the award and raised her head to answer.
"What did you write?"
Hearing IU talk about the diary, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol became interested and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"I felt like I was finished that day. The stage was ruined for me. I ruined the stage. That's what I wrote."
"Seeing that, I was very satisfied to receive an invitation to appear in the 400th episode special series this time."
After all, the past is the past. When talking about it now, Zhien didn't feel the complicated emotions at that time, but rather it was a kind of interesting memory of the past.
"When I saw IU, I felt it was profound because IU's first appearance in Sketchbook was in 2009, and Sketchbook also started in 2009. We witnessed the beginning of each other. In order to celebrate us, IU prepared a special
The gift of song.”
Speaking of the past, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol also had a look of emotion on his face.
"Hey! Yes, it's a song I wrote lyrics for. I received a call from Uncle Yoo Hee-yeol at that time, because at that time, besides my own songs, I was not yet skilled in writing lyrics for other artists. I had no confidence, and I was very busy.
, but I think since it’s Uncle Yoo Hee-yeol’s request, I must accept it.”
"I am such a powerful person in IU's heart. Do you hear me? I can make IU move."
After listening to IU's words, Uncle Yoo Hee Yeol looked at the audience with their hair down, with a proud smile on his face.
"It's Jung Seung Hwan's: Snowman, short." (IU is the lyricist and the singer is Jung Seung Hwan.)
As Zhien finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause.
Taking advantage of the gap in preparation for the stage, Zhien stood up from the stool, stepped on her high heels and walked quickly from the stage. She held up her skirt and went straight to her director.
Since Zheng Hante went to Chenghao's side, he should have returned Zhien's jacket at the end of the first song "Night Letter". At this time, Zheng Hante wisely gave it to his own director.
in hand.
"Put it on quickly!"
Looking at the beautiful figure walking quickly with her skirt in hand, Chenghao smiled and handed the jacket with the unique fragrance of a woman to Zhien.
"Why don't I wear it for you! It must be very beautiful, hehe~, you can hold this for me first."
Zhien, who was greeting the enthusiastic fans passing by and finally came to the front, looked at the man who was only wearing a white shirt and put a suit jacket on his baby daughter. He couldn't help but said with a smirk, and directly put the
The award was handed over.
"Hurry up and put it on, you are here, making my current feeling and situation not good."
After receiving the award handed over by the woman, Chenghao stood up with the little guy in his arms and put the coat on the woman with one hand. The hostile and jealous eyes around him made him helplessly urge the woman in a low voice.
"Hey~, you know how charming I am! If you dare to fight me in the future, I won't want you anymore."
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the man put on his coat to block all sight lines, Zhien spoke cutely and harshly while secretly raising her little hand holding the microphone and passing the microphone to the mouth of her precious daughter who was angry and ignored her.
He gently touched his daughter's pink and tender mouth and teased her.
"Press~."
He turned his head from his father's arms to look at his bad mother, and then looked back at the "mint green" colored microphone brought to his mouth. Xiao Cheng'en suddenly opened his small mouth and laughed happily, stretching out his chubby little hands.
Just go get the microphone.
At this time, she was naive and thought that her mother was going to give this beautiful toy to her to play with.
Unfortunately, reality is cruel. The moment our little Chengen was about to touch the microphone, her bad mother chuckled, retracted her fair little hand, turned around and walked towards the stage.
Little Cheng'en was left alone with a confused look on his face, looking at the empty and disappearing toys in front of him for a while.
When she finally reacted, she stuck out her little head and glanced at the back of her bad mother as she left. Then she pursed her lips in aggrieved tone and sadly put her little head into her father's arms again.
"This woman has such a bad character! When our little Cheng'en grows up, we must not be like her mother!"
Watching the woman leave with amusement, he looked down at the pitiful baby girl in his arms. Chenghao, who sat back in the auditorium, couldn't help but worriedly lowered his head to his little Chengen's ear, regardless of the current situation.
The little guy didn't understand, so he started to whisper to himself.
As the woman took the stage, the accompaniment of the song "Snowman" rang out. At this moment, the confident and radiant IU that Nainas loved appeared again.
And in the midst of his mother's song of being kissed by an angel, little Cheng'en, who was still aggrieved at first, couldn't help but curiously poked his little head out of his father's arms, his big round eyes shining with a strange light, staring cutely.
Looking at my mother on stage.
"It seems that our little Cheng'en also likes the stage!"
Holding the little guy upright in his arms, looking at his precious daughter who was staring at the stage intently, Chenghao lovingly raised his hands, gently covered his precious daughter's delicate ears, and turned to face Huang Wen beside him.
smiled.
"That's right! If Miss Chengen likes it in the future, with the young master's strength and the excellent genes of Miss Chengen's mother, our Miss Chengen will definitely reach the level of IUxi!"
Facing his young master's question, Huang Wen withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the father and daughter, then looked at the beautiful figures on the stage, suddenly laughed meaningfully, and answered with a hint.
As he stayed with his young master for longer and longer, as a personal assistant and smart at the same time, he could already feel the relationship between his young master, IUxi, and Miss Chengen.
"Who says it's not the case! Although sometimes she has a bad personality, she is indeed very good, and our little Cheng'en even looks more like her in appearance!"
Faced with Huang Wenruo's pointed words, Chenghao certainly heard his assistant's temptation, but he just looked at the other person with a smile for a while, and although he did not explain it directly, he also admitted Huang Wenruo's words in disguise.
guess.
(Asking for double monthly tickets and recommended votes.)