Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Han Zidong looked at the two passengers in the back seat through the rearview mirror. When he was about to drive the car away, he noticed two people coming from behind.

One of the women wearing a long military green cotton jacket directly opened the passenger's door, sat in, and skillfully fastened the seat belt, while the other woman in a camel coat sat in the back seat with a smile.

"No, what's going on with you two?"

Of course, the visitors are Jin Yarong and Pu Suzhen.

Jin Yarong unzipped the cotton jacket and exposed the white shirt inside.

While she put her long hair behind her head, she used a piece of long hair to wrap her hair around as a hair rope and tied her hair up twice, and replied: "Oba, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

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Han Zidong looked at Jin Yarong as if he was fun. The person who came here happened to be two members who were very likely to participate in the subsequent official recording. He could guess Li Zhongshuo's purpose without thinking about it. It was nothing more than to improve his favorability and strive for it.

Crush into the list of official guests.

But he hadn't spoken yet, Kim Min-soo in the back seat lay on the backrest of the passenger seat and asked with a smile: "How do you say lies?"

Jin Yarong blinked playfully: "Like lies is that I want to be a busy person, so I can only pull Suzhen Ouni over and sit down."

Kim Min-soo smiled in support: "What about the truth?"

Jin Yarong turned his body, stared at Han Zidong's side face, and replied: "The truth is that our president wants us to please a great writer, and I hope to give us more shots in the future."

Listening to the joke between Jin Yarong's real and fake, Han Zidong pressed his index finger under his nose, and his expression was about to smile.

Not to mention anything else, whether it is on the recording stage or in real life, Jin Yarong's sense of art is really good. His expression is used naturally and realistically, making people unable to create an annoying thoughts at all.

But he was unmoved and checked the situation around the car through the rearview mirror, slowly turned the steering wheel, and drove the car to the road.

"Writer nim~" Jin Yarong held his mouth, clenched his fists, and turned it on both sides of his cheeks: "Bu Ying Bu Ying~"

"Okay, okay, I promise you that I will prepare a few more straight shots for tomorrow's shooting."

"Really?"

"That's right."

"Hey, cloth yell~"

I thought it was a coquettish act that played a role, but Jin Yarong replicated the look he had just acted like a coquettish act, which made the trio in the back seat laugh from ear to ear.

The atmosphere in the car was pretty good, until Kim Min-soo exposes Han Zidong's "lie".

"Ya Rongna, tomorrow's direct shot will have more sponsored shots, it has nothing to do with him. You should thank me."

He's the one, Kim Min-soo is indeed a disaster!

Han Zidong glanced at Jin Minxiu calmly, "Wait for me, I can't mess with your senior sister Jin Zaijing, I can't mess with you."

Jin Yarong put his little head in aggrievedly: "Writer nim?"

Jin Zaijing said at the right time: "Yarong, please let Han Zidong drive well first. When you arrive at the hotel, we will help you vent your anger."

The lunch location was Zhonghua Pavilion, which was also Han Zidong's arrival at Zhonghua Pavilion again after 20 days. What made him a little unfamiliar was that the store's passenger flow was at least one round more than in the past.

In the past, even for dinner, there would be several spare places on the first floor, but now there is not even a single space. Even diners who come to eat alone can't even make a table.

Two or three takeaway workers were carrying iron boxes of takeaways, packing the food, and then quickly walked out of the store, riding a motorcycle and galloping away. It was so busy.

Fortunately, he made an appointment with the boss's wife Ham So-mei in advance, so as soon as they appeared, they were warmly welcomed by Ham So-mei.

Under the guidance of Ham So-mei, they went straight to a private room on the second floor.

"Zi Dong, I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you lost weight?"

"Where are you? Haven't you noticed that I've turned white?"

"I'll just eat more later."

"Inner."

After entering the box, Jin Zaijing, Jin Yarong and Pu Suzhen took off their masks one after another.

Seeing the three beauties revealing their true faces, Ham So-mei only felt her eyes lit up.

She is also a loyal audience of "Idol Comics Studio". In just a moment, she recognized Kim Ya-young and Pu So-jin. Another woman dressed in a very literary style. Although she didn't know her, she guessed that the other party must be someone.

Celebrity.

She smiled and nodded to the girls and said hello, and pulled Han Zidong out of the private room.

Han Zidong noticed Ham So-mei's expression and asked helplessly: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Ham So-mei kept pulling Han Zidong to the stairs, smiling gossip: "You are not young anymore with so many beautiful girls. You are trying to get rid of one when you go home."

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Han Zidong was so amused that he was laughing and crying. It seemed that no matter which country he was, he liked to be a matchmaker.

In the original timeline, before the Spring Festival in 2020, after he returned to China with his savings, his mother also brought girls of his age to him to go to home almost every day to go on blind dates.

He has a good appearance and has been in the Peninsula for several years. His personal image is relatively Korean and his outfits are self-contained, so he can easily be favored by girls.

Just as I have a lot of savings in my hands, I also have comics skills. In that 18-tier county, I was simply a golden bachelor. I was just wandering outside for a few years and was tired. He really didn't want to fall in love.

Don't want to find someone to live with.

But my mother is older, so he can't just leave like before. She can only check in for blind dates with difficulty. At most, he has had more than 20 blind dates in a month.

I didn't expect that when I did it again, I would inevitably be able to build a magpie bridge by my close elders.

"Auntie, wherever you think of, we are just partners."

"Tsk, I don't believe it. I'll have a few more years of dinner than you. There are at least two girls in that room who are interested in you, or they are more concerned about you. If you work harder, you might be able to win it."

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"They are participating in my online variety show, how many..."

"Stop pulling it, that woman with black wool on the upper body, yellow-brown trousers on the lower body, and a black scarf on the lower body is definitely interesting to you. You didn't notice that her eyes were brushed when she looked at you."

"It's not like that, listen to my explanation, she herself..."

"Okay, I'll help you urge the meal, think about it yourself."

"You really thought too much."

Han Zidong was powerless to argue and shook his head and returned to the private room.

Thinking of the four women working for a long time, they only ate a piece of gel candy. At this moment, they were probably very hungry. He comforted him: "There are many diners today, and it may take a long time to wait. Please bear with me."

"Boss, it seems that our comics are very good at promoting their ability. It only took a few days for Zhonghua Pavilion to enter the comics. I didn't expect it to have such a large number of passenger flows."

Han Zidong is not so optimistic, or he believes that compared with the promotional effect of the comics, the number of visitors in China Pavilion increased sharply, perhaps because this place is his "formerly residence" in a sense, and he noticed it when he went upstairs.

Do Minjun's human-shaped standing sign is erected at the cashier.

But this doesn't matter. Anyway, Kim Min-soo will pay the credit to Sung and herself.

He glanced at the lady with a brushed look in Ham So-mei's mouth and said with a smile: "Anyway, there is still time, let's take a look at the masks and clothes you made first."

Jin Zaijing Zhan smiled and slowly stood up.

Jin Yarong is always among the people who join in the fun: "What mask? Maybe it's a Halloween cos? Take me one, and I'll go and see it too."

"I'm going, too."

Kim Min-soo was unwilling to fall behind. After saying that, she looked at Pu Suzhen.

Pu Suzhen smiled and bent her eyes: "You all go, then I will go too."

Jin Zaijing stood next to Han Zidong with a shoulder bag on his back: "What are you going to do? I'll bring it to you here to see it."

Rainbow dormitory is very close to Zhonghua Pavilion. In less than ten minutes, the two brought Kaneki Yan's cos clothing.

Seeing that the main color is black and the mask with complete teeth profiles were exposed, the few of them were quite novel and tried it on one by one.

Jin Yarong was most envious. She couldn't bear to take it off after wearing it. She wore the half-finished black short-sleeved sweatshirt. After taking more than a dozen photos, she reluctantly returned it to Han Zidong.

Han Zidong touched the four decorative nails on the eye mask, and then pinched two small round metal piles for decoration on the back of the mask.

Hey, this feel isn't this a drink lid with silver paint?

What a good guy, it's really a fully handmade mask!

Han Zidong wears a mask, and the first feeling is that he has good breathability. The two ventilated nostrils are very comfortable to enter and exit.

He put on a short-sleeved sweatshirt that Jin Zaijing modified. Jin Zaijing measured and measured it there with a tape measure, and recorded Han Zidong's physical data to facilitate subsequent improvement of the size of the clothes.

At this moment, Ham So-mei and Li Guanghai came in with fried noodles.

Ham So-mei looked at Jin Zaijing's busy appearance and smiled secretly.

Tsk, this kid hasn't had a girlfriend for a year, I thought you were a fool!