Korean entertainment: I can steal the luck of celebrities with bad records.

"A blizzard is coming, are you going to stock up on supplies?" the cashier asked.

"Yes."

The cashier asked a stupid question: Who would hoard these snacks? They don't even keep you full.

He was carrying a bag as he walked around the corner outside the orphanage when a woman came along, and the two almost bumped into each other.

She was wearing a beige down jacket, a light gray scarf, and carrying a huge gift box in her arms.

"I'm sorry—" the other person said first, then froze.

Lin Puzhi was also stunned.

Jang Nara.

She was a little thinner than the last time I saw her, but she seemed to be in much better spirits. Her eyes were still big, and her lips still turned up to one side when she smiled.

"Lin Puzhi?" She recognized him. "What brings you here?"

"I'm here to volunteer." Lin Puzhi held up the bag of snacks in his hand. "What about you?"

"Me too," Jang Nara smiled. "I come every week."

She comes every week. If the system were on her, her good deeds points would probably have exceeded three digits long ago.

Lin Puzhi glanced at the text above her head. Her bad luck score was 62% last time, now it's dropped to 50%. It seems a good mood really does have some influence on a person's luck.

"I watched your performance." Jang Nara walked ahead, pushing open the iron gate of the orphanage. "You acted very well as the young Cha Kang-jin."

"Thank you, senior."

"Don't call me senior. I might not be able to act or sing anymore," Jang Nara said, her eyes filled with dejection. "After all, it's very difficult for a disgraced artist like me to make a comeback."

If you were a disgraced celebrity, I would have already activated [Swallowing Fortune].

The two rang the doorbell and walked into the orphanage together.

Vice Dean Cui poked his head out of the gatehouse and, upon seeing Jang Nara, immediately beamed with a smile: "Nara's here! Come in quickly, the children have missed you."

Then she saw Lin Puzhi and paused for a moment: "You are... that young man from last time? Lin Puzhi, welcome, welcome!"

"Yes, Auntie, you have a great memory!"

"I will never forget anyone who has come here," Vice Dean Cui greeted warmly. "Come in, come in, it's cold outside."

The activity room was the same as always. Low tables, colorful plastic chairs, and walls covered with crayon drawings. A dozen or so children sat together, some drawing, some building with blocks.

Upon seeing Jang Nara, the children erupted in excitement.

"Sister Nara!"

"Sister, you're finally here!"

"Did you bring the Grimm's Fairy Tales book, my sister?"

"I brought it."

Jang Nara crouched down and patted the little girl's head as she asked the question.

Lin Puzhi leaned against the door frame and looked at it for a while, then put the snack bag on the table.

Seeing a little girl with her shoelaces undone, he was worried about her safety, so he knelt down and helped her tie them.

"Brother, are you Sister Nara's boyfriend?" the little girl asked, blinking her eyes.

"no."

"Then why did you come with her?"

"happen."

"Oh." The little girl nodded as if she understood, then pointed to his face, "Brother, I've seen you on TV."

Lin Puzhi was taken aback: "When?"

"A few nights ago, Dean Cui showed us the TV, and there was a guy crying on it, crying very sadly. Was that guy you?"

That was the scene where Chekang Town shouted by the river.

Why does Dean Cui show such abusive films to children? Couldn't he have shown some animated films instead?

"It's me," Lin Puzhi said.

Why is my brother crying?

"Because... I can't find Dad's things."

The little girl thought for a moment, then reached out and touched his face: "Then don't cry, brother. My mother said that if you can't find something, you shouldn't look for it anymore."

"You still have a mother?"

After Lin Puzhi blurted it out unconsciously, he couldn't help but want to slap himself.

But the little girl innocently said, "Dean Cui is our common mother."

Jang Nara peeked out from the group of children, her hair adorned with a pink hair clip given to her by a little girl, which looked rather comical.

"Lin Puzhi, aren't you coming to paint?"

I don't want to undermine your confidence.

"Really? Okay then."

Jang Nara, this naive child, seemed to have believed it.

"Do you come every week?" Lin Puzhi asked.

"Hmm. I think this place is pretty good since last time." Jang Nara was holding a little girl's hand, teaching her to draw. "Kids don't care who you are or what news you're on. They only care if you bring snacks and colored pencils next time you come."

Lin Puzhi nodded.

"And you?" she asked. "Last time you said you came to volunteer because you 'needed to do good deeds'?"

"Um."

"Now? Or is it because of a need?"

Lin Puzhi thought for a moment and replied:

"Not entirely."

Jang Nara glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions.

At 2 p.m., the children started yawning.

Vice Dean Cui clapped his hands: "Children, it's time for your afternoon nap. Say goodbye to your older brothers and sisters."

"don't want--"

"Will Nara come again next week?"

"Where's Brother Lin?"

Jang Nara squatted down and gave each child a high five: "Come on, everyone, pinky promise."

"Pinky promise, for a hundred years, never to be broken!"

"You come too!" Jang Nara pointed at Lin Puzhi.

Lin Puzhi stood there, pointing to himself, indicating, "Am I coming next week too?"

"Come here!" Jang Nara, surrounded by children, waved for him to come over.

At this moment, Lin Puzhi suspected that even if Jang Nara told him to die, he would hesitate for a moment before refusing.

……

While the children went for their afternoon nap, Jang Nara chatted with Dean Choi.

While they were chatting, Lin Puzhi took an envelope and placed it in the orphanage director's room.

It contained most of the wages he earned from filming movies and working at coffee shops.

He originally only planned to donate half, but the guilt he felt for the little girl he had inadvertently hurt today forced him to donate most of the money.

As for why he donated secretly, it's because Jang Nara just told him that she wanted to donate money to the orphanage last time, but the director refused.

The reason was that the dean later looked up information about Jang Nara online and learned that her father had failed in his investments and lost a lot of money, while she herself was caught in a media storm.

So I didn't take her money.

Although Lin Puzhi believes he doesn't have any major difficulties—he's just a college dropout, from a single-parent family, ran away from home, has little savings, no job, and no fixed abode—he's still quite independent.

But it's still easier to give money secretly, to avoid being refused.

After leaving the money, Lin Puzhi slipped out of the room and left the orphanage with Zhang Nara.

The two went outside, and Jang Nara looked at Lim Park-ji and asked, "Park-ji-ssi, what did you sneak away to do?"

"They went to do something bad."

"Hey! That won't do."

……

That evening, Dean Cui returned to his room and saw an envelope on the table, which was covered by an inkstone.

It's called an inkstone, but it's actually just a regular rectangular stone that a child from an orphanage picked up and gave to Director Cui.

Dean Cui removed the inkstone, opened the envelope, and found stacks of Korean won banknotes inside.

Her gaze softened further as she murmured, "Silly child, we clearly said to get through our own difficulties first and not to donate money to the orphanage, but you still gave so much."

"She's such a good girl, I don't know why so many people criticize her."

The misunderstanding wasn't cleared up until Jang Nara visited the orphanage again the following week.

Our protagonist, Lin Puzhi, drifted off to sleep peacefully thanks to the good deeds the children and Dean Cui had given him earlier.