Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 2 Sixth Sense

The world was spinning...

When Quan Xuanhe woke up again, the scene was completely different.

The slightly pungent smell of alcohol disinfectant wafted into his nose. Quan Xuanhe slowly opened his eyes with a painful look on his face and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling in front of him.

This is…

Hospital?

It took Quan Xuanhe a long time to regain consciousness. The last scene before he fainted made him finally realize that he had been in a car accident and was now in a hospital ward.

He reached out and touched the half of his head that was wrapped in gauze, turned left and right to look at his surroundings, then looked down at his body, then propped up his upper body and sat up.

Apart from feeling dizzy, he had no other injuries on his body.

and many more.

Quan Xuanhe reached out and touched his face, and when he saw that there were no signs of wound treatment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He makes a living by his face, so don't damage it.

"I was so unlucky that I got into a car accident for no apparent reason."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside, and then the door of the ward was opened.

"woke up?"

It was Park Jung-jung who walked in. Seeing that he had woken up and was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The car accident was not serious, the speed was not fast, and the collision only hit the passenger side, so Park Jung-jung was not hurt at all.

"It's nothing serious, just a concussion, nothing else is injured."

Park Jung-jung sat down next to him and said.

Before he could speak, Park Jung-jung continued talking on his own.

"Luckily you're okay, otherwise your mother would have killed me. I've already made a lot of guarantees by bringing you back. If anything happens to you again, I really won't be able to explain it to her."

Before coming to South Korea, Kwon Hyun-hyuk was studying on the other side of the ocean. Park Jung-jung played a role in his decision to interrupt his studies and return to the Korean entertainment industry. If anything happens to him, Park Jung-jung cannot escape blame.

"Guess who hit you?"

"It's really..."

Park Jung-jung never expected that a car accident would implicate related people. He really lamented the wonder of fate.

Seeing his reaction, Quan Xuanhe continued, "Did the flood flood the Dragon King Temple?"

"Is it some second-generation chaebol who's in trouble and is ready to pay money to settle things?"

Park Jung-jung looked at him strangely, "What are you thinking about? Do you think you're acting in a TV series?"

Quan Xuanhe attended junior high and high school in the Eastern country in his early years. This was because his mother worked, so he went there to study.

I spent an important period of my life growing up in a foreign country, so naturally I was influenced by a lot of that culture. Sometimes I don’t sound like a Korean when I speak.

"Didn't you teach me to guess?"

Quan Xuanhe was also speechless and revealed the answer directly.

"The person who bumped into you was none other than Han Hyo Joo's younger brother."

There is still a lot of information in just one sentence.

"Han Hyo Joo? Brother?"

Quan Xuanhe was also a little stunned.

Han Hyo-joo is one of the top Korean actresses born after 1985. According to the domestic saying, she is an 1985 flower, and if compared with her, she is at the level of the Tang Dynasty Poets and Immortals in China.

"Yes, her brother... is also quite famous."

"But then I got a call from Han Hyo Joo herself. She knew it was me. Since we're from the same company and considered family, it was easy to talk."

"If there's nothing else, she might come over to see you."

Park Jung-jung pushed his glasses up and speculated, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Quan Xuanhe had just woken up from a coma not long ago. Once he thought deeply, his nerves felt a little painful, but even so, he could still figure out something from it.

"She came to see me? She didn't have to show up. If she didn't say anything, no one would know that it was his brother who hit her, and it has nothing to do with her."

Quan Xuanhe was a little surprised, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

"You've been back too recently, so I'm not sure what your connection is." "Han Hyo-joo's biggest scandal was due to her brother, who implicated her. The subsequent handling of the situation was inappropriate, with her frantic suppression of public opinion, which only led to even greater resistance. As a result, her reputation among viewers has always been poor."

"Now you know why Han Hyo Joo came to see you."

Park Jung-jung explained to her.

Han Hyo-joo's younger brother was exposed for bullying in the army, and Han Hyo-joo was implicated and criticized by the audience. He chose the most wrong way, covering the mouths of netizens, deleting posts, removing trending searches, etc.

The inappropriate handling method is also Han Hyo Joo's biggest black mark.

So the same is true for this car accident. Once it is exposed due to poor handling, even if it was not Han Hyo Joo's fault, the final responsibility will fall on her.

"I understand."

Quan Xuanhe nodded.

"Once you're here, communicate normally. I'll be there to help you. Judging from your performance, you should know what to do."

"Don't worry, I still know what to say."

Quan Xuanhe was in a very relaxed mood and was in the mood to joke.

This topic came to an end for the time being, and Quan Xuanhe thought about the script.

"Where are the scripts? I haven't finished reading them yet."

Hearing this, Park Jung-jung took out the script from a drawer beside him and handed it to him.

"Take it and read it slowly. Don't overuse your brain. In your condition, you can be discharged after two days of rest."

Park Jung-jung handed him the script and then went out to answer the phone or deal with something.

He is the head of the department and a lot of things have been delayed because of the sudden car accident.

Quan Xuanhe looked at the reprinted scripts and slowly stretched out his arm to take out one of them.

The moment his fingers touched the script, it was as if a weak electric current passed through his body, and his brain felt a sharp pain, as if a lot of information had been forced into his mind.

Quan Xuanhe couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and subconsciously withdrew his hand to cover his forehead. He frowned and closed his eyes to feel the information coming out of nowhere.

This is…

His golden finger?
After Quan Xuanhe took a long time to calm down and sort out the inexplicable information in his mind, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

His gaze slowly shifted to the script in front of him, looking at the large words on the cover.

Crash Landing on You

All the information that flashed through my mind seemed to be related to it.

"Hit drama! Breaking ratings records!"

"2019 ratings champion!"

"The finale has sparked heated discussion!"

"Both ratings and reputation exploded"

"tvN TV's highest ratings record!"

Clips from the drama flashed through his mind, and some lines also flashed through his mind.

...

Countless fragmented information about the events on and off the stage appeared in his mind, and all the details confirmed that he was not dreaming and that what was happening to him was real.

Then he reached out and touched another script underneath.

The familiar electric feeling flashed through his mind again.

He really did find a golden finger.

This was a scene that often appeared when he read novels while studying in the Eastern country, and it was actually happening to him at this moment.

Countless thoughts kept popping up, extending to infinite futures and possibilities, which was a great help to his development in the entertainment industry.

Thinking of this, Quan Xuanhe became more determined to break free from the ward and show his skills.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Along with the faint sound of conversation outside the ward, there was a knock on the door, and then Park Zhengting walked in followed by a graceful figure.

This brought Quan Xuanhe's thoughts back to reality, and he looked over.

(End of this chapter)