Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 379 Feeling Better
Zhou Ziyu pursed her lips, calmed herself down, pulled her hand out of his, stopped getting out of the car, glanced at him stealthily and quickly, then retracted her gaze without looking away.

"What else?"

It is true that she likes pets, but loving the whole house and loving its pets does not apply to her attitude towards Quan Xuanhe at this time, so she keeps a proper distance from him.

If you insist on saying it, this is just the beginning of a tacit understanding between the two of them, a tacit agreement to break down the barriers between them and start communicating again.

Chou Tzu-yu is not Pabo.

"Thank you for taking care of Mishu for so long, and thank you for not refusing to take it in."

Zhou Ziyu did not meet his gaze, but just lowered her eyes slightly, looking as if she had lost focus, which was her usual trick when she was distracted in front of the camera.

"It's okay. I like it anyway, and it gives me some experience in caring for it."

She had no opinion about Michel. She would do voluntary charity work in her spare time, so this was not something she could not do.

"Ugh."

Quan Xuanhe sighed slightly.

"It's been a while since we last met, right?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ziyu did not say anything and responded with silence.

Of course she remembered it. They hadn't had any communication since that final phone call announcing their breakup. She even remembered the exact day, time, and second clearly.

"Should we have some more talk?"

"After so much time has passed, both you and I should have calmed down a lot, right?"

Quan Xuanhe's words at this time were very sincere, and he really thought so from the bottom of his heart. After several months, he could look back at it with a critical eye.

Their relationship is indeed...

"Then what do you want to say?"

There was a brief silence, and Zhou Ziyu turned her head slightly to look at him.

“I feel like some things are still not made clear.”

One person knows the rules of the entertainment industry too well, while the other person is unwilling to understand the rules of the entertainment industry.

"Of course, I'm not saying that we should be reasonable. That doesn't make much sense."

Quan Xuanhe waved his hand and continued speaking.

It's already divided, what's the point of talking about it? If you talk too much, you will still have to categorize it into one, two, three, four, your fault and my fault.

"I don't want the relationship between us to be too awkward. It's like we're complete strangers, with no interactions whatsoever."

"I feel like this completely negates the meaning of us being together."

"At least until I said this, there aren't too many problems."

Quan Xuanhe is very careful with every word he says. He has a different way of getting along with every girl, especially with Chou Tzuyu.

Zhou Ziyu responded softly and nodded slightly, making it difficult to guess what she was thinking.

"Just don't be so awkward. Gradually, just act like normal, even if it's just like being an ordinary friend. I think that's acceptable."

Quan Xuanhe suggested.

But at this point, Zhou Ziyu did not agree with him, did not nod, did not approve, as if she had not heard these words.

Just as he was about to speak again, Zhou Ziyu seemed to have been thinking for a long time. Her tone was very soft, but her opinion was very clear. "I'm not used to being friends after breaking up."

To be honest, Zhou Ziyu still can't accept the extent of being able to be friends with an ex after breaking up.

This way she would recall every little detail of their time together, and always felt that there was still something...

And then…

In short, given her current situation, it is difficult for her to remain friends after breaking up.

Upon hearing this, Quan Xuanhe was not discouraged. The time they had spent together was enough for him to have a full understanding of Zhou Ziyu, and he was not surprised by such an answer.

Soft but firm.

"It's okay if we don't want to be friends. I don't have any requirements. We just want normal communication when necessary."

He didn't expect to get things done just by talking, that wouldn't be very reasonable.

Hearing this, Zhou Ziyu nodded reluctantly. "I understand."

Just as she was about to get out of the car and leave, Bian Collie Michelle suddenly bit her clothes and reached out to pull her away, not wanting her to leave.

Obviously, Michel was very satisfied with her as a poop scooper, which was much better than the cold and indifferent Lao Da.

"Obedient."

Zhou Ziyu turned her head, and the tone of her speech suddenly changed when she was communicating with Quan Xuanhe. As if coaxing a child, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she touched the dog's head.

He barked a few times to express his reluctance to leave.

"If you like it, you can take it away anytime you want."

"It's called Michaux, after all."

Michel Michel, miss you.

Zhou Ziyu paused, forcing herself to ignore Quan Xuanhe's next words, her eyes blank.

"I might be busy again for a while, preparing to join the crew."

She felt something in her heart and naturally thought of the news about Quan Xuanhe these days.

The news was not a big deal, but those who were interested would not miss it. Zhou Ziyu paid attention to the criticism he suffered.

"I will be returning soon, so I don't have much time."

As soon as she finished saying this, she was licked by Michel's big tongue, which instantly disrupted her brewing emotions and made it impossible for her to be serious.

How come you're so good at licking?

Zhou Ziyu found that the dog was too smart, as if it could understand human speech, which was outrageous.

"Ok."

Hearing this, Quan Xuanhe no longer insisted and nodded in agreement.

"I'm leaving."

This time he really left. Quan Xuanhe did not try to keep Zhou Ziyu, and Zhou Ziyu did not say another word. After closing the car door, she slowly walked away without looking back.

After returning home, Zhou Ziyu took off her shoes and breathed a long sigh, as if she suddenly became a lot more relaxed.

When she met Quan Xuanhe again, she did a lot of psychological preparation, and she went over every sentence in her mind several times before speaking it out loud.

but…

Zhou Ziyu felt a little more relaxed.

"How about it?"

Quan Xuanhe watched Zhou Ziyu's back gradually disappear from his sight, turned his head and asked Gou Zi.

Of course, he didn't get any serious answer, but judging from Zhou Ziyu's reaction to the dog just now, he was probably very pleased with Zhou Ziyu.

Border Collie Michel barked loudly.

...

"!!!"

Bombarded with three exclamation marks in a row, Liu Zhimin urgently sent a belated greeting.

But Kwon Hyun Hyuk didn't notice at this time, he was currently shooting the cover of ELLE magazine.

The magazine cover promoted by Dior has now been fulfilled, and famous photographers and fashion designers have been invited, and a series of top-notch outfits have been prepared for him alone.

These are the things that countless people in the entertainment industry are crazy about, and are even extremely envious of. They work hard to climb up the ladder just to pursue these things.

Kwon Hyun Hyuk wore loose clothes, which the stylist called a styling requirement. He stood in the studio, made various poses according to the stylist's requirements, and switched the Dior products in his hands.

He raised his chin slightly and looked at people with a cold face, his so-called aloofness was clearly revealed, his expression was stern, as if he was looking at trash.

He raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, looked at the camera seriously, and showed a very friendly look.

With every frown and smile, he conveyed all the photographer's requirements. It seemed that he was stress-free, and in fact, he was. Some people couldn't achieve the effect even if they tried hard, but he could achieve it by just raising his eyebrows and pursing his lips. This is the fashion expression that others can only dream of.

After being under the spotlight for a whole morning, Quan Xuanhe finally had time to rest. She wrapped herself in a thick down jacket and returned to the waiting room. When she picked up her phone, she found that Liu Zhimin had sent her a message.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you OK?"

Liu Zhimin asked him in a low voice with a slightly nervous tone.

"What do I need?"

“I saw it. There are many people…”

She sounded a little anxious when speaking, and got stuck in the second half of her speech.

"Oh, it's just a small matter. It was easily resolved with a wave of the hand."

He understood that Liu Zhimin was worried about him.

"Is that true? Did you steal Jung Hae In's role?"

Then her curiosity surged, and she read every bit of the content in the post, fearing that she had missed something.

"it is true."

Quan Xuanhe admitted it straightforwardly.

"what…"

Unexpectedly, he agreed so readily that Liu Zhimin paused for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Why, do you think I'm a bad person and want to part ways with me?"

"how come."

Liu Zhimin immediately denied it and said that he definitely did not mean that.

"Tell me what exactly happened?"

She was more curious about why he said it was snatched away, since Ding Haiyin clearly looked like a senior.

Is he so powerful now?

"As soon as I shook my tiger body, he automatically lost."

"Oh~ Nonsense."

Liu Zhimin rolled his eyes speechlessly almost to the sky.

"Why ask so many questions?"

Quan Xuanhe said with a smile.

"Okay, so what are you working on now?"

You are so slow in replying my message.

Click, Quan Xuanhe picked up his phone, took a selfie on the spot, and sent it to her in a flash.

Liu Zhimin's eyes widened, and he opened the photo and zoomed in again and again, not missing any clues from the background to himself.

"Are you filming?"

"Yes."

"And you."

A photo was sent to Quan Xuanhe in a snap.

She looks youthful, with a delicate and beautiful face and a bright smile. She is playing outside.

"My sister and I are playing outside."

Wait, Quan Xuanhe looked at the photo taken by Liu Zhimin from a bird's-eye view, and it seemed that he could see a bit of the Mariana Trench, with two white spots appearing dark.

Was this intentional or unintentional, well, fine.

"Have fun~"

“It’s a bit boring now.”

She said she was bored, but in fact she was hinting to Quan Xuanhe to chat with her. It doesn’t matter even if it’s me, as long as it’s me.

"You've been well behaved since last shift."

” (Angry), It’s not like I haven’t worked before.”

Liu Zhimin was annoyed by his lack of understanding of romance.

"Good good."

"Would you like to come to my fan meeting?"

"Ah? Is that okay?"

"Ask the company and come if you can."

Anyway, the more people there are, the more lively it is. Quan Xuanhe doesn't mind the trouble at all. He lets fans watch more to make back their investment. Online is not as good as offline, so there must be some more highlights.

"it is good!!!"

After the conversation, Liu Zhimin's mind suddenly changed, and even her sister beside her could see it.

"Have you had enough fun? How about we go back in the afternoon?"

Originally, she was very willing to play with her sister, but when she thought about the fact that it was the first time Quan Xuanhe had taken the initiative to invite her, she felt a little excited and nervous.

This matter has to be done no matter what!
She even thought about the scene of herself standing on the same stage with Kwon Hyun Hyuk after her debut. They have already debuted, so why can't they be together!

After hanging up the phone, Quan Xuanhe took a short break, had lunch, and then continued filming.

There are three covers in total this time. Having multiple covers in one magazine is a privilege that ordinary artists do not have. Basically, only top idols or first-line actors can do this.

The styles are varied, but none of them are too bizarre. When communicating with the team before the shooting, it was repeatedly emphasized that the style should not be too unique, and Quan Xuanhe personally reviewed it in the middle.

He is very popular now and has the right to be arrogant. So what if the designer is not satisfied with his styling?

After many times of using his sixth sense, Quan Xuanhe actually has a good understanding of the popular styles in society in the next few years. When he applies this vision to himself, he can control himself and make judgments with an unconventional perspective.

The fashion magazine was shot in the studio. If there had been no epidemic, Kwon Hyun Hyuk would have flown abroad to shoot posters. How could he have stayed in South Korea for more than a year?

After returning home, Liu Zhimin went straight to the company in the afternoon and met with his agent.

After she finished speaking, her agent looked her over and asked with a skeptical tone, "What is your relationship with him?"

"Friends, just friends."

Liu Zhimin shook his head like a rattle, his eyes were clear, and he didn't reveal any other abnormality.

The agent thought for a moment and said, "I understand. I'll consider it. You can go back first."

"Qinjia? Why does it feel like you haven't considered it at all..."

Liu Zhimin looked at his agent's perfunctory attitude and muttered, feeling unsure.

"Actually, he's quite suitable. He's worked in our company before, and he also..."

Previously, when she debuted, Kwon Hyun Hyuk was implicated in the chat record incident, so there must be some connection.

"Why do you have such a strong feeling?"

The agent looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze and asked in a rhetorical tone.

What do you want to do?
"Isn't this a good thing... We can appear in front of the camera more often..."

Liu Zhimin was a little scared when her agent looked at her like that. She started to speak hesitantly and hesitated.

"I will seriously consider it. You can go back first."

In the end, the agent used this kind of words to discourage her from doing so and drove her away.

In just a short moment, Liu Zhimin's courage suddenly disappeared again. When he turned back, he felt a little discouraged and felt that his approach was not right.

She seemed to have made some boasts in front of Quan Xuanhe...

(End of this chapter)