Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 100 Sherry, You're Really Kind (6k)

On the same day, at SM Entertainment's cafeteria.

Choi Sulli found a corner against the wall and sat down. Before eating, she propped her phone up on the table.

The same video was still playing on the screen.

Kim Tae-yeon, sipping her soup, sat next to her and glanced at her phone screen as well: "Sulli, haven't you had enough yet?"

"Yeah, unnie, you dance so cutely." Choi Sulli smiled and put down her phone.

Kim Tae-yeon's dark circles are quite heavy.

After Liu Zimu and the others left last night, she recorded until 3 a.m., and today she was called back to the company to discuss things. She looked completely listless.

So even her insults sound like a lamb's bleating: "Hey! Sulli, are you laughing at me now?"

Choi Sulli gave her a cute little pout and was still smiling.

Seeing that Sulli wasn't afraid of her and was even acting cute towards her, Kim Tae-yeon helplessly put down her soup bowl: "Your boyfriend certainly knows how to stir things up. But to be honest, that video got more views than some idols' comeback videos."

Choi Sulli smiled slightly: "Of course, so many of you forwarded it to them. You know, the fact that eight of you can dance together is a really amazing thing."

Lim Yoon-a walked over from the food pick-up area carrying a tray.

She was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, and although she was almost thirty, she looked like a college student.

Her looks are truly stunning.

She placed the plate opposite Choi Sulli, sat down, took a sip of soup, and then asked, "Sulli, what brings you back to the company today?"

"The company told me to come back." Choi Sulli picked at the kimchi on her plate with her chopsticks. "They said there was a job offer, but I didn't want to go, so they told me to come back and give them my reasons."

"What announcement? Why don't you want to go?" Im Yoona raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you mainly busy with the recording of 'Jinri Market' right now?"

"Yeah, so it's a pointless announcement that will delay filming for two days. Anyway, I'm not going. Let the company do whatever it wants." Choi Sulli said this while still smiling.

Kim Tae-yeon glanced at her sideways.

She has known Choi Sulli for a very long time, from being roommates and sleeping in bunk beds, to Sulli leaving the group, being criticized, and her condition getting worse and worse, and then recently she suddenly seemed like a different person.

She watched her younger sister go from being lively to being quiet, and then from being quiet to being outgoing.

Now they even dare to disobey orders and go against the company.

Moreover, she noticed that her younger sister's eyes were somewhat profound, and she seemed to have matured a lot in her thinking.

"Sulli," Kim Tae-yeon called out, changing the subject, "Have you gained a little weight recently?"

Sulli paused for a moment, looked down at herself, and then smiled when she looked up: "Yeah, unnie, but I call it being healthy. My man cooks delicious food for me every day, all different kinds, how could I not gain weight? He says it looks better if I'm a little chubby."

Kim Tae-yeon was taken aback by her calling him "my man." Her provocation of Bae Joo-hyun at the company had caused quite a stir in private, and she had also called him "my oppa" in front of Bae Joo-hyun.

At that time, she thought the girl was just giving up, but now it seems that she has really been completely subdued by that man.

Yoona held a piece of radish in her chopsticks, dipped it in sauce, took a bite, chewed slowly, and still didn't say anything.

"By the way, Sulli," Kim Tae-yeon put down her chopsticks, resting her chin on her hand, "what exactly is Liu Zimu's purpose? Why would he even think of recording a video like this?"

Choi Sulli wiped her mouth with a tissue: "Because she was a trainee in autumn, and seeing her friends from the same period debut, she was thinking of giving up. So Oppa took her to your Dang Dang backer to help her regain some confidence."

"Then why didn't they look for you, but instead looked for Bae Joo-fa and the others?" Im Yoon-ah asked casually.

Sulli got angry when she heard this: "He knows I'm busy, and he doesn't know any other artists. He probably thinks Seulgi and the others are more popular."

"They are indeed popular," Yoona said, still sounding somewhat nonchalant. "But Irene isn't the kind of person who has nothing better to do."

Sulli glanced at Yoona and smiled, "Yoona unnie, what do you want to say?"

Lin Yoona paused with her chopsticks, looked up at her, her doe eyes expressionless.

The two stared at each other for two seconds.

Kim Tae-yeon picked up her soup bowl and sipped it slowly, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the two of them.

"I'm just curious." Lim Yoona looked away, put down her chopsticks, and leaned back in her chair. "Your man is cooking on 'Running Man,' interacting with Park Chae-young, and now he's made a video to restore that girl Kim Chu-ji's confidence. He runs a coffee shop, and he's got some pretty wild ideas."

"Unnie, he's a kind person," Choi Sulli stated a fact.

"He's a kind person?" Yoona repeated the three words, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Sulli, are you sure he's really just kind?"

Sulli didn't reply and lowered her head to drink her soup.

Yoona stared at her for two seconds, then looked away, picked up her chopsticks, and took a bite.

The table was silent for a few seconds.

Kim Tae-yeon coughed and changed the subject: "By the way, Sulli, you said last time you wanted to eat my kimchi soup. When are you free to come to my house, and I'll make it for you."

"Okay, after I'm done with this busy period." Choi Sulli looked up and smiled naturally.

"Should we invite Liu Zimu along?" Kim Tae-yeon added casually. "I also want to find out what kind of man could make our Sulli so infatuated."

Choi Sulli laughed, her eyes curving into crescents: "Unnie, you'll understand once you get to know him. He's actually a very ordinary person."

"Ordinary?" Im Yoona interjected, "Bae Joo-hyun doesn't think he's ordinary."

After those words were spoken, the air fell silent again.

Kim Tae-yeon glared at Im Yoon-ah, then swallowed back what she wanted to say.

Choi Sulli didn't react much. She finished the last sip of soup, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said, "What Joo-hyun unnie thinks is none of my business."

"Are you really okay?" Im Yoona tilted her head. "Sulli, are you really not bothered? You should know better than me how Bae Joo-hyun looks at him."

Choi Sulli put down the tissue and looked at Lim Yoona.

The two looked at each other again.

This time it lasted even longer, so long that Kim Tae-yeon, who was sitting next to her, was getting restless.

"Yoona unnie, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Yoona didn't flinch, looking directly into her eyes: "I just feel that you should take better care of yourself. You've been through so much to become like this, don't end up ruining yourself again."

Choi Sulli stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.

He was laughing rather rudely, and tears were almost streaming down his face.

"Unnie, are you worried I've been fooled by him?" Sulli laughed until she finished, "Or are you worried he and Irene have something going on?"

Yoona didn't say anything, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"If Bae Joo-hyun wants to take him, then let her take him," Choi Sulli said casually. "If she manages to take him, that's her skill. You know, I was lucky to even pursue him. If it weren't for his family..."

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She didn't finish speaking.

Yoona frowned: "Sulli, you...."

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"Unnie, I know what you're trying to say, and it's for my own good," Sulli interrupted, leaning back in her chair. "You're worried he's too much of a player and that I'm not good enough for him, right?"

Yoona neither denied nor admitted it; she just looked at her.

"But unnie," Choi Sulli's voice suddenly lowered, carrying a strange emotion, "you know what? Before I met him, I was already prepared to die."

Kim Tae-yeon's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

Lin Chongji tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"It's true." Choi Sulli said this calmly. "During that time, I thought about it every day: when it would end, and how to end it. Taking medicine was too slow, and jumping off a building was too scary. I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't come up with a good solution."

Kim Tae-yeon put down her cup and reached out to hold Choi Sulli's hand: "Sulli..."

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"Unnie, I'm fine." Choi Sulli squeezed her hand back and smiled. "I'm great now, really. He pulled me out of that state. Although his methods were outrageous, and although he's sometimes disobedient, he's truly my only one right now."

Yoona sat next to him, her mouth slightly open.

"So," Choi Sulli released Kim Tae-yeon's hand, "I know everything about him, what he's doing with Bae Joo-hyun, what he's doing with Park Rosé, and they won't succeed. Because I know he won't leave me, and I can't live without him."

These words were so blunt that even Kim Tae-yeon didn't know how to respond.

After a long silence, Lim Yoona finally spoke: "Are you that sure?"

"I'm sure," Choi Sulli smiled. "Because in this world, only he truly understands me. And only I truly understand him."

Lin Yoona looked at her, her lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything more to persuade her.

The table fell silent again, and the three of them began to eat their own meals.

After a while, Lim Yoona stood up, picked up her plate, and said, "Whatever you want. I have something to do this afternoon, so I'll be going now."

"Unnie," Choi Sulli called out to her, looking up at her, "thank you for your concern."

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Yoona looked down at her, but ultimately said nothing, and turned to leave.

Kim Tae-yeon watched Lim Chung-ah's retreating figure, then turned to look at Choi Sulli.

Choi Sulli was still sitting in the chair, holding a bowl of soup that had gone cold.

"Sulli, Yoona is concerned about you."

"I know," Choi Sulli put down her soup bowl. "I'm very grateful to her, but she doesn't understand."

Kim Tae-yeon opened her mouth, as if to say that she didn't understand either, and that she was also confused.

"Unnie," Sulli suddenly spoke, "If one day I stop being an entertainer, will you feel sorry for me?"

Kim Tae-yeon was taken aback: "You're not going to be an entertainer? What are you going to do? And what can you do?"

"Selling coffee with my man," Choi Sulli said with a genuinely happy smile. "He makes the coffee, and I collect the money. It sounds wonderful."

Kim Tae-yeon stared at her for a few seconds, then laughed: "Are you sure you'll take the money? Or are you going to become a boss and pay out of your own pocket?"

Choi Sulli burst out laughing, leaning on the table, her shoulders shaking.

After laughing enough, she looked up and wiped her eyes. "Unnie, when did you become such a funny guy?"

Kim Tae-yeon didn't answer. She picked up the soup bowl and took a sip, but it was already empty.

She put down the cup and looked at Choi Sulli: "Sulli, you've really changed."

"Has it gotten better or worse?"

"You've gotten better." Kim Tae-yeon said this very seriously, "You've gotten so good that I almost don't recognize you."

Choi Sulli smiled but didn't reply.

Kim Tae-yeon stood up and draped her coat over her arm: "Let's go, the president should be here soon. I'll go up with you."

"Unnie," Sulli called out to her, looking up at her, "You'll always be on my side, right?"

Kim Tae-yeon looked down at her and reached out to ruffle her hair: "Of course, otherwise why would I sit here with you for half a day?"

Sulli smiled, stood up, and took Kim Tae-yeon's arm.

As the two walked towards the elevator, Kim Tae-yeon suddenly spoke up: "Sulli, Yoona, she..."

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"Unnie, I know," Sulli interrupted her softly. "Yoona unnie cares about me, but she doesn't know what I want."

Kim Tae-yeon glanced at her but didn't say anything more.

The elevator arrived, and the two stepped inside.

The moment the door closed, Choi Sulli pulled her phone out of her pocket. The screen displayed a message from Liu Zimu: "What do you want for dinner?"

She stared at those words for two seconds, a slow smile spreading across her face. She typed: "Aren't you being obvious? I'll eat whatever you make."

The elevator went up, and the numbers jumped up and down.

Kim Tae-yeon looked at Choi Sulli through the reflection of the elevator's metal wall.

She was laughing, laughing like a fool.

The image of the little girl who used to cry while hugging her pillow in the dorm and the woman who now smiles foolishly at her phone overlaps in Kim Tae-yeon's mind.

She sighed.

This girl has really fallen for it.

At 6:30 pm, Jin Qiutian, looking exhausted, rushed into the coffee shop with her schoolbag on her back.

She hadn't changed out of her school uniform yet: a women's blazer, a gray pleated skirt, thick white stockings, and black leather shoes. Her bangs were a mess from the wind.

"Aki-senpai! It's Aki-senpai!"

When she shouted that, at least half the people in the store turned to look at her.

Jin Qiutian's face turned red from the base of her neck all the way to her forehead, and she froze on the spot, as if she had been acupunctured.

After a long while, she finally squeezed through the screams and onlookers, and immediately complained, "Oppa, I'm so tired!"

It seems she suffered a lot of abuse at school.

There were even more customers in the shop than in the morning. There was a queue in front of the bar, and three people were sitting at the corner table for two. Some people were even standing and drinking coffee because there were no seats available.

No wonder so many people like to be celebrities, and quite a few celebrities like to open shops.

It's easy to make money off fans.

Liu Zimu glanced at her from behind the bar: "What are you standing there for? Come in and help."

Jin Qiutian then moved his feet, walked through the crowd, and entered the bar.

Someone was taking pictures of her with their phone. She lowered her head, and her ears immediately turned bright red, as if they were about to bleed.

"Oppa," her voice was barely audible, "I'm not used to it. Why is it like this?"

"Because you became famous." Liu Zimu tossed her the apron. "Put this on and help take orders."

Jin Qiutian paused for a moment, clutching the apron, before realizing what was happening and hurriedly putting it on.

She stopped halfway through putting on the mask, glanced at Liu Zimu, and asked, "Oppa, am I really famous now?"

"Can't you feel it yourself? Look at that board!"

Jin Qiutian turned her head and looked over. The whiteboard was already covered with messages, black and blue ink crammed together. The top line read: "[Qiutian-senpai, debut with the president! We're waiting for you!]"

She was distraught; things had changed so drastically overnight, and tears welled in her eyes.

Li Zhenxi handed over a tissue from the side: "Autumn, don't cry, or the guests will think we're mistreating you."

Jin Qiu sniffed, held back her tears, took a deep breath, and walked to the ordering machine.

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

The voice was still a little shaky, but much better than before.

The girl glanced at her, then gave her a thumbs-up with her fist: "Senior Qiutian, can we take a picture together?"

"Inside."

"You dance so well, I'm a fan now, and I'll be waiting for your debut!"

Jin Qiutian's lips twitched slightly, and her voice changed a little: "Thank you."

The girl ordered a hot cocoa, and while paying, she said again, "Keep it up, you can definitely debut."

Jin Qiu nodded vigorously.

When the hot cocoa was ready, she drew a smiley face on the cup sleeve and her hand was still shaking as she handed it over.

Ever since that girl, people have been constantly coming to take photos with Jin Qiutian.

Then Liu Zimu started to complain about the speed at which the order was placed.

His eyes darted around, and he pulled her to the photo wall: "Everyone, Senior Qiu Tian is here. Could those of you who have enjoyed your meal and drinks please take a photo with her and then leave?"

"My heart can't take any excitement. Seeing so many people really makes me panic!"

Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said, "President, why didn't you seem flustered when you were dancing?"

"That's different! Really, to be honest, I really don't want to dance. Just like Qiu-senpai. She's right here, take a picture with her."

Jin Qiu covered her face, thinking, "This oppa is being way too rude to his fans."

Perhaps they weren't even fans, just guests who came out of curiosity.

Those enemies weren't really angry; they started taking photos with Jin Qiutian.

At first, she was shy and didn't know what to do with her hands and feet when she stood in front of the photo wall. Her smile was also very stiff.

By the sixth person, she relaxed a lot, proactively made a peace sign, and asked, "Are you done taking the picture?"

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Liu Zimu stood behind the bar, watching her being surrounded by the crowd, and his lips twitched slightly.

Lee Jin-hee leaned closer: "Oppa, what are you laughing at?"

"no."

"It's obvious, the corners of your mouth are turned up."

You've misjudged.

Li Zhenxi shook her head, chuckled, and left with her coffee.

Around 8 PM, the crowd thinned out a bit, as the restaurant had already closed for the night.

After the last group of guests left, they began to clean up the mess.

Lee Jin-hee and Yoo Jung-hwa were tidying up the table, Kim Myung-ho was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Park Min-young was mopping the floor.

Jin Qiutian held a rag and stared blankly at the photo wall.

Liu Zimu walked over and sat down behind her: "Little Qiutian, are you tired?"

"It's a lie to say I'm not tired." She shook her head. "Oppa, my voice is hoarse from talking."

"How are you feeling?"

Jin Qiutian thought for a moment and said, "It's like a dream."

She put down the dishcloth, picked up the chocolate milk on the table, took a sip, and with a layer of milk stains on her lips, looked adorable: "Oppa, do you think I can really debut in the future?"

"Haven't you already felt it? Can you please stop asking? You've asked so many times today."

Jin Qiu stared at the chocolate milk in the cup for a few seconds, then looked up and said, "Thank you for doing this for me."

Liu Zimu reached out and ruffled her hair: "Stop being sentimental. Finish your drink and go home early. You have school tomorrow, so remember that studying comes first."

Jin Qiutian didn't dodge, letting him rub her hair, which became even more disheveled.

"Oppa".

"What's wrong now?"

"Can I take a picture of the message on the whiteboard?"

Liu Zimu glanced at the whiteboard, which was already covered with many messages, in pink, blue and black, with the handwriting squeezed together.

Someone wrote a small note at the bottom: "Aki-senpai, your dream will definitely come true."

"Go ahead and take the picture. You have to ask me about this? The other day when I saw you, you really disliked me."

Jin Qiu took out her phone, took a picture of the photo wall, then took another picture of the whiteboard, and then sat on the table in a daze, starting to slack off.

Liu Zimu leaned against the bar and looked at her.

Lee Jin-hee walked by and remarked, "Oppa, you're so nice to Qiu Tian!"

Liu Zimu didn't reply and turned to tidy up the coffee machine.

Park Min-young was scrolling through her phone on the stool when she suddenly laughed and said, "Oppa, come here and look."

Liu Zimu walked over, and on the screen was a comment under the video that had been liked more than three thousand times.

It's almost as good as Sunny's comment.

There was also a photo in the comments section, showing the whiteboard outside the coffee shop. The comment read: "[President, your dancing is hilarious! Will you dance again next time?]"

Someone circled it in red pen and wrote the annotation next to it: "Seconded."

Someone then added a line below: [+1]

Below that: [+2]

Keep adding it up to +67.

Liu Zimu stared at the screen for two seconds, then handed the phone back to her: "How much free time do these people have?"

Park Min-young laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, then suddenly stood up again: "Oppa, just give in already! Since no one's around now, why don't you and Qiu Tian dance together? And post it online."

Because they all thought that Liu Zimu, who didn't like taking photos and videos, wouldn't do it anymore.

Most importantly, Golden Autumn has been reinstated as the coffee shop's cheerful mascot.

Liu Zimu glared at Park Min-young.

She wasn't afraid; she laughed even louder.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Liu Zimu clapped his hands and said in a hoarse voice, "Everyone has worked hard today, so everyone's bonus will be doubled."

Everyone cheered.

Liu Zimu then asked, "By the way, do you know anyone else who can come to work? Call them all tomorrow."

"I have another friend who can be called over," Li Zhenxi said first.

Liu Zhenghua also said, "I have one too!"

Kim Myung-ho rubbed his arms: "President, can I call one of my brothers over? He can make pastries too."

Liu Zimu waved his hand: "Sure, invite everyone you know!"

Jin Qiutian was still in a daze, her mouth stiff from smiling. She really didn't expect that so many people would recognize and like her.

Liu Zimu waved in front of him: "Hey! Snap out of it!"

Lee Ji-ah smiled and said, "Autumn, do you think being an artist is happy?"

Jin Qiutian then lowered her head and glanced at everyone: "I...I don't know!"

Everyone laughed.

Li Zhenxi ruffled her hair: "Silly girl! Of course you'll be happy, isn't this your dream?"

Jin Qiutian stood up somewhat embarrassed, bowed to everyone, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I've caused you all trouble today!"

Liu Zhenghua said speechlessly, "Qiu Tian, ​​what trouble is there? It's all my fault. The coffee shop is doing so well, he's probably overjoyed!"

"I'm happy my ass!" Liu Zimu glanced at him. "Aren't you tired? Then let's add some more juicy stuff."

He spoke to Jin Qiutian, who was heading to get her schoolbag: "Come to the store after school tomorrow afternoon. We're going to YG this time! When you get back, practice your BLACKPINK dance. Let me know when you've chosen a song!"

Everyone was shocked!

"Oppa! I don't want to go anymore! I'm really confused!" Jin Qiutian was dumbfounded!