"Are you nervous?"
Jiang Chen became more and more calm.
Liking someone is not something to be ashamed of.
The same goes for being liked.
Moreover, things have already happened and cannot be solved by escaping.
"I'm not nervous."
Um.
Quite tough-talking.
Jiang Chen didn't seem to notice the pair of moist hands hanging on the sides of his legs that were always twitching uneasily.
Sitting at the bar, he gestured to the swivel chair next to him, "Sit."
"No, I'm fine standing."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.
"I don't know how to eat people."
Woman.
What a strange creature.
No matter at any time, even if you make a mistake and do something you shouldn't do, you always seem to make yourself look like a victim.
Jiang Chen sighed slightly in his heart, and then said: "You have been busy for so long just now, are you not thirsty?"
Jin Zhuxuan stiffened, then lowered his head again, and finally slowly raised his hand and took off the mask.
"Sit."
Jiang Chen said again.
Jin Zhuxuan held her mask and moved slowly, step by step, to the bar. She didn't sit down in a hurry and said first: "This is my first time doing that..."
"I know."
Jiang Chen nodded and said calmly, "People with experience will not be as bad as you."
Even the most professional plastic surgeon might not be able to find any flaws that can be corrected. The glow on that delicate face is visible to the naked eye.
Don't say it.
We can't blame those plutocrats yet.
It's so delicious, who wouldn't want to devour it in one bite?
"I will work hard in the future."
Jin Zhuxuan said while holding on to the high stool and sitting down.
Boss Jiang almost choked while drinking water, and replied with an annoyed smile: "Do you think there will be another chance?"
As an idol, I don't focus on how to expand my career and just think about something.
Jin Zhuxuan held up the crystal clear glass with both hands and lowered his head to drink water silently.
"How is your friend?"
Jiang Chen changed the topic.
"Mr. Jiang is talking about snow crystals?"
Although he may be a well-known idol in Korea, Boss Jiang did not remember his name.
"That's the friend who came to you for help."
Jin Zhuxuan looked at his boss and benefactor, his eyes filled with emotion again.
I didn't expect that the other party could still remember this little thing.
certainly.
For these little artists, it was a matter of life and death.
"Following Mr. Jiang's instructions, I contacted Chief Inspector Che. Later, Mr. Xu and Mr. Xing also heard about the incident. Xuejing has now been protected and no one will be able to harm her."
Jiang Chen nodded silently.
Jin Zhuxuan suddenly stood up again without warning, faced Jiang Chen, and bowed to Jiang Chen extremely solemnly, almost at an angle of ninety degrees.
"On behalf of Xuejing, thank you Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Chen didn't take it seriously and chuckled: "You've already repaid me, haven't you?"
Jin Zhuxuan straightened up and looked straight at Jiang Chen's eyes, pretending to be calm.
Jiang Chen looked at her.
"I just... wasn't repaying you. It was because I liked Mr. Jiang that I did that."
It seemed like an explanation.
It also seemed to be emphasized.
Love is really a magical energy that can make people cowardly and brave at the same time.
"Okay, after staying in China for so long, I still haven't gotten rid of my habit in Korea. Now that the car inspection is aware of this case, I believe that justice will be given to your friend."
"As long as Xuejing can escape the clutches of the devil and no longer be tortured, we will be satisfied."
Jiang Chen was silent.
No wonder Korea now has the lowest fertility rate in the world.
Even idols live in such humble circumstances, how can ordinary people still have any hope.
"Well, you've worked hard too, go back and rest."
Working for more than an hour, pure physical labor, should indeed be very hard, but Jiang Chen underestimated the endurance of Korean artists. You must know that they have been under high pressure since they were trainees, and the daily practice time is often ten hours. .
"I'm not tired."
Jin Zhuxuan replied and started drinking water again. How could the well-informed Boss Jiang not understand the subtext?
There is no point in saying whether you are tired or not.
It's clearly "I won't leave".
"You don't come back often and don't spend time with your family?"
Girls still have to save face to some extent. Although Boss Jiang's way of driving away customers is subtle, it is also very clear.
"I...go back alone?"
Mr. Jiang was slightly startled.
What's the meaning?
If you don’t go back alone, how many people should there be?
Jin Zhuxuan held the water glass, then glanced at the sky outside the curved floor-to-ceiling window, and whispered: "It's dark."
"..."
Stunned.
Sluggish.
Clumsy.
yes.
It's dark. As a man, why should I let a girl go home alone?
Especially the other person is an idol with countless fans.
This has nothing to do with the security environment in Goryeo, it is purely a matter of style.
And is Boss Jiang personable?
The answer is of course yes.
Again.
He is also their boss.
But out of politeness and to avoid being too sentimental, he still asked in confirmation: "I'll take you back."
Jin Zhuxuan turned his head away and said "hmm" as low as a mosquito. The bright lights illuminated the bright color of his cheeks. It can be said that a person is more delicate than a flower.
Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then stood up decisively without hesitation.
"Then let's go."
Can't drag.
If it drags on, the night will get deeper.
Jin Zhuxuan put on the mask again and followed him downstairs obediently.
In fact, it's not too late now, it's only around eight o'clock in the evening, which is the best time. At this time, many workers have just finished their heavy work and are burning down the hotel to vent their frustrations for the day.
The car arranged by the hotel is a Genesis G90, known as South Korea's Bentley. It is a standard chaebol car and a frequent guest in movies and TV dramas. It is low-key yet flaunts its domineering wealth.
The driver opened the door respectfully.
Jiang Chen led Jin Zhuxuan into the car.
What the hell.
Isn’t this a chaebol? !
Unexpectedly, Kim Joo-hyun's home is not in a wealthy area of Seoul like Gangnam, but in the older Jongno Ehwa-dong.
But yes.
How could a child from a wealthy family become a miserable trainee? Before Kim Joo Hyun became famous, their family was just one of thousands of ordinary families in Seoul.
In the busy traffic, the Genesis G90 drove onto the Han River Bridge.
"Do you want to go back to Korea?"
Jiang Chen broke the silence in the carriage.
"Mr. Jiang, do you want to drive me away?"
Jiang Chen explained unhurriedly, "I took you to China before because the conditions were not mature, but now the situation is different. I'm not asking you to give up your efforts in China over the past few years, but this is your hometown, and your family is here Here, you can develop both sides together.”
The advice Jiang Chen gave was very objective. It was entirely from the perspective of the boss, maximizing interest, but others would definitely not think so.
It would be okay if he brought it up normally, but if he suddenly made such a conversation after just being alone in the spa for more than an hour, everyone would have random thoughts. "If I don't want to, what will Mr. Jiang do?"
Jin Zhuxuan bit her lip and wrung her hands together on her thighs.
She knows her boldness may come at a cost.
but.
She has no regrets.
Sister Wan Qing is right.
Reality is not about making movies.
No one can see through your heart.
If you really like something, you should be brave enough to express it.
There is no shame in being rejected.
At least it is the result and answer.
It would be sad and worthy of regret to die without a cure before one's own thoughts are known.
Jin Zhuxuan blushed first, then became jealous. She clenched her hands and lowered her eyelids, ready to offend Mr. Jiang and be driven back to Goryeo.
Adults have to be responsible for their own actions, right?
"If you don't want to, forget it."
Jin Zhuxuan had silently encouraged herself to be strong, but the response that followed made her unexpected.
...forget it?
Is the other party really just negotiating with her, a small artist?
Jin Zhuxuan slowly raised his head, a little unbelievable.
"Why are your eyes red? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Jiang Chen asked unexpectedly.
Jin Zhuxuan shook his head. Fear and desolation came like a tide and then subsided. Instead, there was a wisp of sweetness and excitement that arose out of nowhere.
"What Oppa says, I will do."
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, wondering if he heard wrongly.
"What did you call me?"
Jin Zhuxuan lowered his head.
"Oppa."
She repeated it, and the tone increased instead of decreasing.
Although he knows almost nothing about Korean and at least knows a few words in Japanese, Oppa Jiang Chen still knows it.
Equivalent to "brother" in Chinese.
It is a term used by girls to address slightly older men. It is an honorific term.
But it's more than that.
This title is generally only used for relatively intimate relationships between men and women.
Jiang Chen was silent, and after a while, he asked: "How old are you this year?"
"Twenty-four Oppa."
"..."
Korean artists debuted early.
After all, he started being a trainee when he was in his teens.
What I eat is youth rice.
Unlike Chinese artists, they are at their peak in their thirties.
Twenty-four years old. If you think about it this way, he is indeed younger than me. There is nothing wrong with calling him Oppa...
"Can I call you that?"
Jin Zhuxuan asked cautiously.
May I?
Haven't they already called?
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. It was just a name, and it wasn't too outrageous. It would be too unkind to refuse.
"...Whatever."
"Okay, Oppa."
Jin Zhuxuan immediately beamed. In fact, her temperament and appearance were not sweet and cute, but rather aloof.
have a look.
Where are the truly innocent women?
Many of Lihuadong's art villages have been transformed from old houses. These villages are built along the hillside and are scattered on the mountain waves. They are very atmospheric and have a sense of the times. It is estimated that many movies and TV dramas are based here. scenery.
Informing the driver to stop, Jin Zhuxuan should have arrived. Instead of getting out of the car in a hurry, she turned to ask her oppa.
"Oppa, do you want to come and sit at my house?"
Jiang Chen looked at the two-story courtyard in front of him, almost without thinking, "Let's wait another day."
This "another day" in Chinese means rejection.
It's no different than "next time".
Although Jin Zhuxuan has been in China for a long time, it does not mean that he can master all the meanings of all words. The Chinese language is the most extensive and profound in the world, no one else.
"Well, goodbye Oppa."
So she said goodbye to someone with a smile, opened the door and got out of the car, probably still looking forward to the next opportunity.
After closing the door, she stood outside the car and waved to someone.
The chaebol car started and slowly left this ancient street.
Jin Zhuxuan stood there, watching the car disappear into the night, and then as if she couldn't hold it back, she finally raised her hand excitedly, clenched it into a pink fist, and made an encouraging gesture.
"Ah! Jin Zhuxuan, you succeeded!"
If her fans saw this scene, most of them would be heartbroken.
The cool goddess style that I promised.
"Huh..."
Jin Zhuxuan took a deep breath and took a while to calm down her turbulent emotions. After her mood stabilized, she walked home.
"I'm back."
Although the house is old, it is very cozy. After walking through the small yard and opening the door, Jin Zhuxuan found that there was more than just family at home.
"Joo Hyun."
The young man who was chatting with the Jin family stood up immediately. He was about 1.8 meters tall with silver hair. Of course, he was different from Cynthia's natural nobility. He had an image shape. Although he was tall, he was not burly, and Her facial features are quite delicate, and she even has earrings on her ears. If a nymphomaniac saw this, she would definitely be overcome with emotion and her heart would beat wildly.
"Oppa."
Jin Zhuxuan shouted, with surprise and a smile, but the feeling was obviously different from when calling someone.
How to say it.
There is less of an indescribable feeling.
Obama and Oppa are also different.
In contrast, the other party's emotions were much richer, and his face, which was even more beautiful than that of a woman, was full of surprises.
"Joo Hyun, Jun Xiang has been waiting for you all night."
Father Jin spoke.
The composition of the Jin family is not complicated, it is relatively simple. In addition to Jin's father and mother, there is also Jin Zhuxuan's grandmother. The gray-haired old man looked at his granddaughter with kind eyes, and immediately asked with concern: "Have you eaten yet? Grandma. You kept your favorite vegetable pancake.”
He was full of kindness towards his granddaughter, but it was different towards his son. He commanded solemnly: "Go and give my little Zhu a hot cake."
Goryeo and Japan do have many similarities, such as the status of women.
The status of Goryeo women in the family is very low, which is closely related to Goryeo's current fertility rate, but this refers to the daughter-in-law.
It's different when you become a mother-in-law.
"Mom, let me go."
Jin Zhuxuan's mother should be a traditional Korean woman, relatively virtuous.
"I've eaten."
Jin Zhuxuan said.
To eat is not to eat.
But being hungry means not being hungry at all.
Although he calmed down on the surface at this time, he had not fully recovered on the inside and did not want to eat at all.
Jin Zhuxuan took off her shoes and walked into the house. The chandelier above her head was warm and dim.
"Does Oppa have a problem with me?"
"Jun-Sang and you have known each other since childhood. We both grew up here. Why do you have to come back if you have something to do? Jun-Sang can't come to see you."
Father Kim looked at the junior who was already taller than him, "You think so, Jun-sang."
"Well, yes."
The handsome silver-haired guy named Jun-sang nodded quickly, still staring at Jin Zhuxuan intently, as if he was attracted by a magnet and couldn't move his eyes away.
"Zhuxuan, it's great to see you."
It’s as if adults don’t exist.
Several elders turned a deaf ear and looked as usual, as if they hadn't heard anything. (End of chapter)