Peninsula: You've been chosen here for producing girl groups.

Han Shuo turned around.

Their eyes met.

With just a glance, the little girl came running over.

With each leap, her two ponytails flew left and right, flapping in the air.

It seems that ever since I noticed he liked to play with pigtails, the proportion of pigtails in the little girl's daily hairstyle has skyrocketed to an absurd level.

Her voice was crisp and clear: "What's wrong?"

Han Shuo showed her his phone: "My mom's calling you."

They knew each other from Seoul Arts High School, and their parents had met each other.

Aside from Shin Yoon-joo's father being a traditional Korean patriarch who is arrogant, pretentious, and unlikable, the two families have a very good relationship.

They also invite each other to visit each other's countries every year.

"Auntie," the little girl's eyes lit up, and she crawled out from under his arms, obediently tugging at her ponytail as she replied sweetly, "Auntie, it's me~"

"It's you, little piggy~"

Han Shuo couldn't bear to watch and interrupted, "Mom, she's not young anymore, she shouldn't be called that name anymore, it's too embarrassing."

"Furthermore, her real Chinese name is 'Shin Injo,' and 'Shin Yoonjoo' is the stage name I gave her..."

"Mind your own business when it comes to beautiful women."

Wen Yu, who had just been showing a lack of goodwill, instantly switched to a gentle tone: "Little piggy, don't you like Auntie calling you that?"

Shin Yoon-joo obediently said, "Auntie, I like it, I love listening to it~"

Han Shuo: ? ? ?

He looked at the little girl speechlessly.

You cunning devil.

You're the one who says you don't like it, yet you're also the one who says you like it and want to hear it.

So I'm the one who's caught in the middle?

Shin Yoon-joo blinked her eyes, trying to get away with being cute.

"You're a guy, you have no idea about girls' aesthetics."

"Yes, yes, yes~"

Han Shuo leaned against the wall, propping up his phone, and used one free hand to play with the little girl's ponytail.

"Little piggy, are you coming to Qingdao this summer? Auntie will take you to the beach."

"Um……"

Shin Yoon-joo subconsciously looked at Han Seok.

She even wants to wear a bikini to show him.

Han Shuo tickled the little girl's nose with the end of his ponytail: "Why are you looking at me like that? If you want to go, just go."

The little girl was so ticklish that she rubbed her nose against him, put her hands on her hips, and leaned forward: "No, I want to stay with you."

Han Shuo proudly boasted to his mother, "Teacher Wen, did you hear that?"

"cut."

Wen Yu knew that she had always been second to Shen Yunzhu in terms of her son, and she had long since stopped caring about it.

"Little pigs, what are you doing?"

"Celebrating 'Nala's' birthday."

Han Shuo gently tugged at her ponytail: "Come on, repeat after me, 'Nara'."

"nala~"

The little girl shouted out the wrong answer with great enthusiasm, and even gave me a praising look.

"Hey, you little rascal, stop teasing her," Wen Yu said, speaking up for Shen Yunzhu. "It's normal that they can't pronounce the 'r' sound well."

"You're just teasing me, that's perfectly normal!"

It's normal for God to be joking with you.

Shin Yoon-joo's summary, which was half sincere and half joking, was hilarious.

"Alright, you guys have fun. We're going to watch the news live now and see how that brat does it... umm, umm, anyway, it'll be a surprise."

Shin Yoon-joo stood on tiptoe, fiddling with her phone, as if afraid the other end wouldn't hear: "Auntie, remember to record a copy for me, I want to watch it later too."

Wen Yu slapped her thigh: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten."

hang up the phone.

Shin Yoon-joo turned to leave, but Han Seok grabbed her head and said, "You told me to tell my mom not to call you 'Little Piggy,' and you still betrayed me, huh?"

Shin Yoon-joo didn't seem frightened at all; instead, she happily leaned into Han Seok's arms.

It smells delicious.

Thin skin that's both soft and firm.

The two returned to the living room.

Today is Kwon Nara's 18th birthday.

As a celebration, Han Seok gave her the stage name: Nara.

"How can you say that? The gift is your stage name?"

Despite her sexy and hot figure, Kwon Nara is actually a bit introverted. It's her best friend, the pure and innocent high school girl Park Min-ha, who stands up for her.

"How about this then?"

Han Shuo looked at the fruit cake: "You imitate a squirrel and put blueberries in your mouth. Each one costs 1000 yuan. How many you put in your mouth, I'll give you that amount of money. You can spend it however you like, how about it?"

"Did you say that?"

Kwon Nara is very confident about this.

Just do it.

All the girls helped clean out the blueberries from the cake and the fruit platter, and they even picked out the smaller blueberries.

Kwon Nara, on the other hand, popped the pieces into her mouth one by one, without any hint of girlish nagging.

Before long, her soft little mouth became bulging.

"11, 12, 13... 40".

He stuffed forty blueberries into his mouth in one go. Who wouldn't say he had guts?

Han Shuo was convinced.

He handed over a 50,000 yuan note: "That's enough, you win, don't try to give me any more."

This was just a fun little game, not meant to embarrass Kwon Nara.

Whether Kwon Nara didn't hear clearly or insisted on filling in the required number of 50,000, she showed no sign of stopping.

"48, 49, 50!"

"Mmmmmm!"

Kwon Nara waved her hands triumphantly.

It was as if they had won the Olympic gold medal.

Han Shuo admired her carefree and playful nature, and said with a doting expression, "You! Go wash up, you're drooling."

"Don't waste a single one of these blueberries, you'll have to eat them all later."

"Yes, senior."

With schools reopening in the past two weeks, all trainees who were not from Seoul Arts High School have transferred to Seoul Arts High School for easier access to education.

That is, Park Kyung-ri, Kwon Nara, Park Min-ha, Jo Bo-ah, and Kim Ji-won are all Shin Yoon-joo's classmates.

Park Kyung-ri moved a little closer: "Director, are you going to school tomorrow?"

"I'll go to school tomorrow to distribute some stationery to you."

This support activity was supposed to be completed on the first day of school.

Unfortunately, a controversial incident occurred that week, causing public opinion to turn sour, so he discussed with the school and decided to temporarily put it on hold.

As his reputation turned around, this matter was put back on the agenda.

The school also voluntarily covered all the expenses for stationery, saying that he only needed to show up.

Even the transfer of Park Kyung-ri and her four classmates was decided by his word. In this respect, he has become a living advertisement for Seoul Arts High School and Seoul Arts Middle School.

He didn't mind.

Humans cannot exist in isolation, and there's nothing wrong with forming cliques.

Although Seoul Arts High School and Arts Middle School are not high-level schools, with a little effort, you can build a decent network of contacts and connect with many people in the industry.

He's definitely going to be the leader of Seoul Arts High School and Arts High School.

Halfway through the birthday celebration, the living room lights were suddenly turned off, followed by someone covering his eyes, and someone touching... um?

Jiang Enhui, shut up!

Kim Yoon-ji, you stop too!

When the pairs of small hands in front of him moved away, a fruit cake with the number 70,000 on it appeared in front of him.

"Director, congratulations on your album pre-orders exceeding..."

Led by today's birthday girl, Kwon Nara, everyone shouted in unison, "Seventy thousand!!!"

"Thanks!"

Han Shuo was still a little touched by this completely unexpected little surprise.

With double happiness upon them, everyone had a great time.

Finally, there's the least fun, but also the most enjoyable game: Truth or Dare.

He said it was boring because every time he played this kind of game, he was always the one who got targeted.

It's said to be the most endearing because all the girls in the room, both big and small, love to play it.

"Hey, the person to your right, move aside."

Shin Yoon-joo happily took out the punishment card, but her face immediately fell.

Han Seok is to the right of Park Hyo-min.

He finally showed some interest: "Where should we kiss?"

Despite her young age, Jiang Zhiying was precocious: "Aigoo, where else do you want to kiss me?"

How could Han Shuo be afraid of such teasing? "Why don't you leave for a bit?"

"No," Jiang Zhiying climbed behind the two of them, "Not only will I not leave, I want to watch you two get married with my own eyes."

Facing the expressions of envy, loneliness, or jealousy from everyone, Han Shuo turned his body to the side, leaned close to Park Hyomin's ear, and kissed her earlobe.

In a mere second, Park Hyo-min's face flushed crimson.

Her head slowly drooped, finally burying itself in her knees, and she smiled happily.

How could he have happened to kiss her most sensitive earlobe by such a coincidence?

……

Park Kyung-ri.

Kwon Nara

Park Min Ha

Cao Bao'er

Shin Yoon-joo, the newborn

New Life - Kim Ji-won

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