Peninsula: Starting with a silly childhood friend!

The next morning, Choi Sulli woke up in a large bed.

The wooden ceiling was the first thing that caught her eye, and her groggy head showed that she was still a little sleepy.

However, in her dazed state, the very motivation that had suddenly woken her up once again issued a 'command' to her.

"Ugh...!"

A strong urge to vomit surged from her abdomen, causing her to frown instantly.

She quickly threw off the covers and went to the bathroom.

Two minutes later, Choi Sulli emerged from the bathroom looking weak, but even so, her expression suggested that she had expected this, indicating that this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

She sat on the edge of the bed, looking around at her surroundings with a puzzled expression. Although she didn't remember the events of the previous night very clearly, she clearly remembered that she had not checked into a hotel.

So how did I get through this?

Thinking of this, Choi Sulli quickly touched her body and found no unusual pain points. Then she lifted the blanket and carefully examined herself. She did not find any strange 'stains' and then she felt relieved.

At least it's not the worst outcome.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she noticed something on the bedside table... something like... a piece of paper?

She reached out and picked up the paper to check it: "Shirley, I've already paid the room fee. Check-out time is tomorrow at noon. If you're late, you'll have to pay the difference yourself. Also, I bought you a plate of spicy rice cakes by the bedside, but they'll probably be cold by tomorrow, so remember to heat them up before eating."

After reading this passage, Choi Sulli looked at the bedside table again. Sure enough, a plate of spicy rice cakes was quietly placed on it. Although the disposable cardboard box had been soaked overnight, it did not show any obvious deformation. Obviously, the boss had put some thought into the packaging.

She turned her head away and continued looking at the letter in her hand.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, drinking is never a good way to relieve stress. You said last night that you have more free time as an actor. In that case, going on a trip might be a good choice. At least it won't harm your health."

"P.S.: You may not remember what you said last night, but believe in yourself, you're not bad."

The message on the letter ended abruptly, but it left Choi Sulli unable to recover for a long time.

After reading this long passage, the events of last night flooded back into her mind like fragments being pieced together.

It brought back fragmented memories of some scenes for her.

For example, the things I said when I got to the Han River last night, and... that person's face...

Of course, these memories also include the last thing I said...

"Do you think... I'm really that bad...?"

The sentence popped into her mind, and then the reply on the letter seemed to come alive, lingering in her heart.

Believe in yourself, you are not bad.

Choi Sulli didn't know what she was feeling right now, or what she should be feeling.

At this moment, she simply looked at the spicy stir-fried rice cakes with a blank expression, gently picked them up, and watched the water droplets that condensed inside the packaging bag due to the rising heat.

She slowly opened it.

The originally spicy hot soup now only has a trace left, as most of the excess soup has been absorbed by the rice cakes.

She took out chopsticks from the bag, picked up a rice cake strip, and gently put it in her mouth.

The once cool sunlight finally revealed its fiery red side, and the sunlight streaming into the room seemed to be edged with gold, shining on Choi Sulli's silhouette. Birds chirped and twittered, as if welcoming the arrival of a new day.

At this moment, Choi Sulli, who was in the room, lowered her head slightly, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

She gently chewed the rice cake strips, but large drops of water dripped from her lowered head, landing on the already cold rice cake strips.

"Cold spicy rice cakes don't taste good at all..."

Meanwhile, Liu Baiyuan in the apartment had already gotten up, but he looked a little tired, clearly not having had enough sleep.

I went out last night and ran into Choi Sulli, that drunkard.

By the time he settled the woman in and went home, it was already one o'clock...

Just as he grabbed two loaves of bread from the fridge and drank a glass of milk for a quick breakfast, his phone rang again...

"No...does it have to be the phone every morning...?"

Liu Baiyuan stared at the call from Park Jin-young on his phone, feeling somewhat speechless...

This guy basically calls him every morning to reason with him. Why can't he notify him the night before?

"Hey, Jin-young oppa," Liu Baiyuan greeted first, and Park Jin-young didn't beat around the bush, saying directly, "Baiyuan, come to the company. We need to have a meeting, and we also need to tell the kids about your new identity."

Park Jin-young didn't elaborate on these so-called "children," but it's obvious even without being explicitly stated that within JYP, the "children" Park Jin-young and Yoo Baek-won were referring to were none other than TWICE...

Half an hour later, Liu Baiyuan drove to JYP.

As soon as he entered the conference room, he saw the nine members of TWICE, their manager, and Park Jin-young sitting in the main seat.

"Sorry I'm late."

Although the meeting was still a little while away from starting, seeing that the few people who had already arrived, Liu Baiyuan knew he was the last one...

"It's alright, we just arrived early. Come, Bai Yuan, have a seat."

Park Jin-young smiled warmly at Liu Baiyuan and invited him to sit in the seat of his deputy.

He nodded, and as he sat down, he glanced at the three girls, Misato and Nayeon, who were sitting together. He subtly curled the corners of his lips at them, a gesture that displeased Tzuyu and Nayeon, who were sitting nearby...

We're all sisters in the same group, why is this oppa showing favoritism?

Liu Baiyuan didn't take Zhou Ziyu and Lim Nayeon's resentment to heart, or rather, he didn't even notice it.

At this moment, Park Jin-young spoke up: "Alright everyone, I believe you have more or less guessed why I called you here today. Yes, the choreography for your next comeback song 'TT' has been completed, and you will begin your training. At the end of this month, you will also be heading to the United States to participate in the KCON concert in LA. So time is tight and the task is heavy. I hope you can work hard."

"Inside!" x9

The nine people responded in unison, and Park Jin-young then changed the subject, turning to Liu Baiyuan beside him and saying:

"In this comeback, Liu Baiyuan will serve as your producer, representing the company in all your pre-production work. We hope you will cooperate well."

Ah? ? ?

Park Jin-young's words instantly shocked the group, and their gazes immediately focused on Liu Baiyuan.

Especially the five people who were familiar with Liu Baiyuan, wasn't this oppa just a producer who had some connection with their silly peach? How did he suddenly become a supervisor?!