Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

The moon was bright and the stars were few, but no crows or magpies flew south.

After finishing her dance practice, Ham Eun-jung rushed off in a hurry.

Lin Chih-hsun asked from behind if there was anything urgent.

She replied, "Go eat at the dry market, I'm starving."

Hearing Ham Eun-jung say that, Lim Ji-hoon realized that he was also hungry.

He had just practiced dancing for half an hour and hadn't eaten dinner yet.

On his way to the restaurant, Lin Zhixun encountered a strange person.

She was actually practicing "square dancing" on the roadside in the middle of the night!

Please forgive Lin Chih-hsun for using the term "square dancing" to describe it, because he couldn't find a more fitting word.

The figure can be seen from a distance.

All I saw was:

He raised his hand but also his foot; he turned around but his hand was still dangling.

If you can't keep the rhythm, you'll be shaking with the same hand and foot.

Upon witnessing such an amusing event, the Chinese instinct to observe naturally kicked in.

Lin Zhixun approached cautiously and stood silently to watch.

When they got closer, Lim Ji-hoon realized that it was Lee Ji-eun.

What are you doing doing "square dancing" here in the middle of the night?

Lee Ji-eun was focused on practicing her dance and didn't notice someone standing behind her to her right.

It wasn't until a dance move and a turn that I saw Lin Chih-hsun.

Lee Ji-eun was so frightened that she trembled all over, her hands and feet moved in unison, and her body leaned back instinctively.

Lin Zhixun was startled and quickly took a big step forward, reaching out to hug Lee Ji-eun's waist.

Don't let her fall to the ground and sit on her bottom.

In the dim light, Lee Ji-eun couldn't see Lin Zhixun's face clearly.

And then, late at night, a figure suddenly appears behind you and hugs you.

Lee Ji-eun immediately shouted in Lim Ji-hoon's arms:

"A ghost!!!"

Although Lee Ji-eun's voice trembled slightly, that high note still dealt a fatal magical blow to Lim Ji-hoon.

Lin Zhixun felt that even if they really encountered a ghost, Lee Ji-eun might be able to use this high note to drive it away.

That high note made his ears ring.

Lin Zhixun subconsciously released his arm from Lee Ji-eun.

After letting go.

Lee Ji-eun plopped down on the road, rubbing her sore bottom.

At that moment, as the angle of the light changed, Lee Ji-eun finally realized that the person standing behind her was not a ghost, but Lin Zhixun from the same film set.

"What... are you doing here?"

Lee Ji-eun was originally afraid of social death; now she is afraid of social death.

"How long have you been here?" Lee Ji-eun asked, her voice trembling with fear.

Lin Zhixun rubbed his ears and replied:

"I have been in this world for almost nineteen years."

Lee Ji-eun's already tense mood was further agitated by these words.

"I'm asking how long you've been here?"

"Oh, is that what you're asking about? I've only been on this set for less than three days."

"I'm not asking the production crew!" Lee Ji-eun shouted.

She had figured out that this person understood her meaning, but was deliberately being mischievous, pretending not to understand.

"I'm asking how long you've been standing here watching me dance!"

"Oh, this?" Lim Ji-hoon said casually, "less than three days."

"Be more specific."

"About four or five minutes."

Is talking to this person some kind of text-based puzzle game? Why is it so difficult?

Seeing the complex expression on Lee Ji-eun's face, which resembled a fan-shaped graph, Lin Zhixun asked:

"Are you thinking of something very rude?"

"No," Lee Ji-eun retorted.

"Did they see it and plan to kill someone to cover it up? How terrifying, the Korean entertainment industry."

"It's not that scary!"

"That means you're admitting you're thinking something rude."

I've been tricked into revealing information...

Lee Ji-eun thought to herself.

In this situation, Lin Chih-hsun actually had a line he wanted to say more.

It's a pity this isn't Japan, otherwise I could say:

Girl, you don't want others to know about this, do you...?

It's sure to be a lot of fun.

Lin Zhixun gathered his scattered thoughts and reached out his hand to Li Zhi'en, who was still sitting on the ground.

Lee Ji-eun glanced at the outstretched hand but did not accept Lim Ji-hoon's offer.

Instead, he propped himself up and stood up.

Then pat the dust off your clothes.

Lin Zhixun withdrew his arm.

"Um, you mustn't tell anyone," Lee Ji-eun whispered.

"Don't tell anyone what?" Lin Zhixun asked.

He's playing dumb again.

Lee Ji-eun thought to herself.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm a terrible dancer."

"Can."

Lin Chih-hsun is not someone who likes to spread gossip, let alone something that seems to be the other person's privacy.

"but……"

Lim Ji-hoon's dramatic turn of events has put Lee Ji-eun's mind at ease once again.

Can you answer one question for me?

"What's the problem?"

"Didn't you dance quite well during your dance placement test today?"

This is exactly what Lin Chih-hsun is curious about: how come he dances so perfectly in the afternoon, but then dances terribly in the evening?

What, are you two-faced too?

Lee Ji-eun remained silent for a moment.

Finally, it was said that:

"Actually, I only know how to dance that one part."

What does it mean if I can only dance that one part?

"What I mean is, no matter what the rhythm of the music is, I will only dance to that one part."

Lin Zhixun fell silent.

So... if I dance to "Dancing Youth" during the daytime assessment, can I still fool them?

That probably won't work. Radio calisthenics isn't dance, so it's impossible to get the rhythm right.

"So the preliminary investigation this afternoon—" he said, only halfway through his sentence.

"I practiced beforehand."

Lee Ji-eun interrupted him, her tone as flat as if she were reporting the weather forecast.

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head to look at him, her chin slightly raised, as if waiting for him to smile.

"Why lie?" Lin Zhixun asked, puzzled.

The character played by Lee Ji-eun is a lead vocalist, so even if there are dance segments, they won't be many.

Lee Ji-eun: "You're just like randomly asking a stranger on the street in Seoul why they want to get plastic surgery."

"She would answer you that she fabricated the truth to gain dignity."

After saying that.

Lee Ji-eun looked down at her ankle, which had just hurt from the fall, and unconsciously drew a small circle on the ground with her toe.

Lim Ji-hoon couldn't understand this kind of thinking among Koreans.

But he didn't offer any advice.

He had many friends in his past life because he was tolerant of other people's ideas.

Without violating basic principles.

To be able to not understand, but to respect.

He looked down at Lee Ji-eun's ankle.

"Let me carry you back, or help you back."

"No need," Lee Ji-eun said, looking down at something. "I don't want to be involved in any rumors with you."

"After all, you might still be involved in a scandal with Suzy in a few months."

After saying that, Lee Ji-eun limped away.

The distant streetlights stretched her shadow long, then shortened, until it was finally swallowed up by the corner.

Lin Zhixun stood there, watching the direction she disappeared in.

I thought:

My reputation is really bad now. Today, two people clearly said they didn't want to be associated with me.

He turned around and continued walking towards the restaurant.

After walking a few steps, my phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Ham Eun-jung.

"Don't forget the extra 20 minutes of practice tomorrow."

"Don't be late, or you'll get an extra set of planks."

He replied "Okay" and put his phone back in his pocket.

My steps were a little lighter than before.