"Thank you, Unnie, after we have dinner together, do you want to hang out with us?"
After talking to each other about their hard work, Lian Zhen, who was packing things in the lounge, turned to look at the clothes that had already been changed. She was wearing black slim-fitting pants and a gray sweater. She also wore a one-size-larger black long down jacket, which made her already compact look even cuter.
O'Neill, who came out Xiaoqiao, asked with a smile.
"Ah~, you can just go, I won't go."
After finding a peaked cap and putting it on his head, Zhien replied without raising his head, and then absentmindedly continued to fiddle with something on his mobile phone with his head down.
"Onie, you really don't want to go, and you won't go even if you don't?"
Liang Zhen made a gesture of raising the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Lian Zhen looked at his Ernie in surprise. You must know that his Ernie was still very interested in drinking.
In other words, in this country, both men and women like to have a glass of soju in their spare time, let alone during dinner parties and outings.
"That's it." He looked away from the phone screen and looked up at Lian Zhen. Zhi En instantly received the signal of drinking from the other person's action, but his heart only moved slightly, and then he couldn't help but think of the person he had before leaving.
He warned, shook his little head decisively and refused: "I won't go, you can have fun."
"Unnie, are you afraid that the director will know that the director likes you so much, Unnie? It doesn't matter."
After placing the packed items on the dressing table, Lian Zhen trotted over to Zhi En. After winking at everyone in the lounge, she hugged Zhi En's arm and started to act coquettishly.
"Hehe~, that's right, Unnie, we won't tell you."
After receiving Lian Zhen's signal, several other team women in the lounge who were packing their belongings also stopped what they were doing and agreed with a smile.
It's not that these female staff have any bad intentions, they just have the mentality that there are many people and it's fun.
"This is only the first day. It's too much. It's so late. Why haven't you gone home yet? I wonder if Enbao needs to rest early to grow up healthily. Huh~ I'm angry."
Ignoring several little girls who were constantly persuading him, Zhien, who was focusing entirely on his mobile phone, suddenly stamped his feet and angrily put his mobile phone into his pocket and walked out of the lounge.
At the same time, as Ji-eun put his cell phone in his pocket, at home far away in Nanshan District, Seoul, the white balls with a large lens that Chengho had placed before going out in the morning were comically adjusted left and right again.
The camera enters standby mode.
"Onie, what are you doing? Are you really not going to go with us in a while?"
Seeing that Enoni was muttering to himself as if he was angry with someone, and left without giving any confirmation, Lian Zhen was a little afraid to provoke him, but in the end he still asked in a low voice unwillingly.
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"I won't go. Besides, I want to lose weight. You can go to the dinner party. I won't go either."
Pressing the brim of his hat, Zhien, who was sulking, opened the door and walked out without looking back and saying a word.
"Contact me if you have any questions. Just go ahead and do your work for now!" Lin Jingxuan, who was obviously having a hard time finishing the work because of Zheng Hante's departure, happened to see Zhien walking out of the lounge with his head lowered and hurriedly faced her
The staff member in front of him said something and stepped after him: "Zhien, please don't go to the dinner party later. I'll have someone drive you back to the hotel first."
"I know about the smelly squirrel, but I don't want to go today anyway."
Without asking why he was not allowed to have dinner together, Zhien met Uncle King Kong who was waiting outside and walked directly along the backstage passage to the parking lot.
"Then the fan meeting is scheduled for tomorrow at noon?"
Lin Jingxuan, who had a lot of follow-up work on hand, had no time to be distracted and did not notice anything strange. He did not ask Zhien why he did not want to attend the routine dinner after the concert today. He asked like a consultation.
"Okay." He waved his little hand, and the figures of Zhien and Uncle King Kong disappeared around the corner of the passage.
"What is this kid doing in such a hurry?"
Looking at the petite figure leaving in a hurry, Lin Jingxuan stopped. He originally wanted to tell Zhien, the director and the little princess Chengen that they were here.
"Forget it, we'll see each other soon anyway, so just treat it as a surprise for Zhien."
After muttering something, Lin Jingxuan turned around and left, returning to her busy work.