Entertainment life from early spring

Opening the stairway door leading to the first floor, Lin Yuliang was involuntarily tilted back by the sound waves, grabbed the handrail of the stairway to support his body, and patted the side of his ears twice to relieve the sudden pressure on his ear canal.

Near the entrance of the party, Choi Soo-young, Tiffany, and Kim Hyo-yeon were busy walking around in the temporary bar set up for them, rummaging around for glasses, and making cocktails one by one for the customers who started to pile up in front of the bar.

"Here, this is yours." Cui Xiuying put a glass of blue cocktail on the bar and handed it to the guest. After seeing him nod with satisfaction and leave, he cleaned the bartending props and asked the next guest to place an order: "Can you please

What cocktail?”

"Give me a non-alcoholic thank you."

"Okay, wait a minute, Pani~ I want a non-alcoholic drink."

"Got it~!"

After the crisp sound of ice hitting the wall of the glass, Jin Xiaoyuan placed the mixed wine in Cui Xiuying's hand: "Xiuying, this is ready, please pass it out."

"Okay~!" After passing the pink cocktail prepared by Jin Xiaoyuan to the waiting guests, Cui Xiuying took the time to see how many other guests were behind her and who had just ordered.

"(＾Ｕ＾)ノ~ＹＯLong time no see, Sooyoung

Yes, long time no see~."

"It's okay to call me Pani, Oppa."

A glass of non-alcoholic red cocktail was pushed in front of Lin Yuliang. Tiffany bent her smiling eyes and made a cute expression. She put her hands on the table and leaned her head next to him: "Just call me Tiffany, Oppa. It's better not to show the name Meiying in the camera."

I shouted in front of me, and I felt a little embarrassed."

"Okay, since you said so..." Lin Yuliang raised his eyebrows clearly, spread his hands, straightened the straw and took a sip: "Tiffany, this is so sweet... there is too much juice."

"Oppa, is this your first reaction after we haven't seen each other for so long?"

"Very good, now I know who learned what Xiaoxian said when she talked to me on the phone the day before yesterday." Lin Yuliang picked up the cup and shook it to let the upper and lower liquids gradually merge together: "You guys

These Ernies can't teach her good things."

"Ani!! It's what the maknae wants to learn. It has nothing to do with me." Tiffany waved her hands to Lin Yuliang in a panic: "And Oppa, you don't know, maknae only dares to say anything in the dormitory! What?

You will die if you eat hamburgers, obviously I have eaten them too."

She slapped the bar counter hard with a look of resentment on her face: "Also! The saddest thing is that when I went out and saw me without wearing high heels, she actually said: 'Onie, Ouni, you are such a short melon.

!', I just wear high heels all the time and my feet are tired, and I also have to practice a new dance, spreading my legs and moving left and right, which is very tiring."

He kept taking various drinks from the bar and adding them to the larger quilt, inserting straws and trying the taste after shaking. Listening to Tiffany's unintentional revelations, Lin Yuliang nodded with satisfaction at his craftsmanship:

"Oh, by the way, Sooyoung XI was also born in the 1990s, right? Yoona can't even come, but she can actually drink alcoholic cocktails."

"She was born relatively early, in February..."

A loud sound of breaking glass rang in their ears, and the attention of everyone around the bar was attracted by the sound. Kim Hyo-yeon and Cui Xiu-ying stared with their eyes open and their mouths wide open, looking at the broken glass pieces on the ground.

On the ground, everyone else also looked in their direction in surprise.

"Although I didn't watch the previous program, I'm sure I will be scolded for doing this." Lin Yuliang drank the remaining cocktail in the glass in one breath, and suddenly covered his forehead in pain and slapped it with his hands.

He didn't dare to spit out the wine in his mouth. He stomped on the spot and swallowed the cold liquid in his mouth. He covered his forehead with his left hand, reached into the bar with his right hand and patted Tiffany on the shoulder: "Why are you standing there, go ahead.

Clean up and see if there are any injuries or anything like that."

"oh oh!"

...

"Why doesn't anyone ask me for makeup..." Jung Soo-yeon was dressed in pink today, with a pink dress, pink accessories, and even the nail polish on her fingers and toes. She looked at the camera being shot in embarrassment.

He smiled helplessly: "Okay, there are no customers at all~"

"Then how about I be the first one?" Pu Zhien pulled Cheng Shimin across the dance floor and walked over. Cheng Shimin still held two bottles of unopened pre-mixed wine in his hand.

Sitting on the high stool, Park Ji-eun turned to the direction where Jessica was standing blankly: "Do you still know me, Unnie? If you don't, your first guest will fly away."

"Ji Eun, Unnie! Long time no see!" Jessica said happily in front of the camera: "I haven't seen you since I debuted in variety shows. How are you, Unnie?"

Two bottles of pre-mixed wine were placed on the table of the dressing table. Cheng Shimin stood next to Zhi En with his hands on his hips in disappointment: "She should be fine, but I'm very sad. She didn't recognize me after standing there for so long. If I had known that,

PD Zhao should be asked to put the footage of your shooting in the behind-the-scenes without reservation."

Holding Pu Zhien's arm intimately, he smiled at Cheng Shimin: "I was afraid that Ernie would say hello to you when he got home."

"I'm going to be yelled at when I go home? How...how can I be yelled at when I go home!" Cheng Shimin hooked the two bottle caps with each other to open a bottle, and drank half of the bottle: "When I was at home..."

"Be quiet."

"yes…"

"Don't worry, Ernie, I will definitely make you more beautiful." Jessica picked up the pen with confidence and started her first business.

…

After the hour and minute hands briefly met twice, the girls' part of the party finally came to an end. The HOT stars and idols they invited also all appeared and then gradually left.

Anyone who wanted to stay and continue the party quickly integrated into the dance floor, venting their frustrations and dissatisfaction at work like ordinary people.

"How do you think they can relieve stress in the future?" Lin Yuliang, who returned to the second floor again, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the place where the celebrity was last seen: "You won't come to the bar to have fun, right?"

"It depends on them. They can find sports, games, etc. Adjusting themselves is also part of the idol's job." Jin Minhao held a glass of red eyes and looked in the direction Lin Yuliang was looking: "There will be no less pressure.

Taeyeon, Yoona, they don’t know how many seniors have received invitations to dinner, or text messages directly saying that they want to fall in love. At least, S company is big enough, and they have enough confidence to refuse."

"What about small companies that have no confidence..."

"That's not sure. It would be best if you could refuse. But if you take the initiative while you are still a trainee... we will expel you directly."

"Really?" Lin Yuliang looked at a sexily dressed woman at the bar, who was accompanied by a somewhat obese man.

Then the man pointed at someone who was drinking at the bar, and the woman walked through the crowd with the sign that was particularly conspicuous in Lin Yuliang's field of vision.

He stretched out his finger and pointed in the general direction: "So where is the sixth one from the left next to the bar?"

Jin Minhao followed his fingertips and glanced over: "Let me see... Well, this person's manager is not a good person... How did he get in. You stay here, I'll go down and take a look, maybe I need to ask him to get out."

"

"Oh, be careful."

"I know! Security is taking action."

"So...do you mean what Jin Minhao said..." Lin Yuliang tapped the fence with her fingers, making a clanking sound.

The rounded rectangular frame above the head of the woman in the field of vision, with the black-filled logo inside, is still very conspicuous in the bright and bustling dance floor.

His eyes, which were bloodshot because of his contact lenses, looked up and looked at his reflection on the glass. The number 22 above his head was equally conspicuous: "Or will you make me lose something new..."