Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Hearing that Han Zidong had an idea about the new comic, Jin Yarong unconsciously grabbed Han Zidong's sleeve with his left hand and shook it: "You have only serialized a few episodes of your star, so don't you have to wait for a long time to read this new comic

Arrive.”

Han Zidong glanced at Jin Yarong and shook his head: "You don't know enough about me and Xing when you see it."

"Why do you say that?"

"Actually, Xing you have already finished writing the script. My main job is to change the script to a line draft. Other trivial tasks have been completed by several assistants, so I have been conceiving a new comic."

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"Really?"

"Of course, you can search for the original press conference of tumblbug on afreecatv. The news that you have finished the script is officially announced to the public through this press conference."

Jin Yarong secretly wrote down this incident, but he was wisely ruling: "We didn't know you at the beginning, so tell me the plot of this new comic."

"Okay, you can help me with ideas later. I have several ideas at the moment, and I'm not sure which one to choose."

"Inner."

As they arrived downstairs, both of them slowly became quiet.

Jin Yarong put on a mask and put on the hood of a cotton jacket, and placed it behind Han Zidong at a distance.

But in Han Zidong's opinion, her behavior was a bit tempting to cover up, and it would be better to be by his side.

After the two walked out of the door, they saw a patrolman who was dancing on the spot and a snack.

When the two patrol officers saw Han Zidong coming out, they trotted to meet him again. Jin Yarong was so scared that he took a few steps back, turned his body sideways, and at the same time he did not forget to pull his hood.

Han Zidong noticed this scene and thought to himself that Kim Yarong would better not act in the future, otherwise she would be another Shin Se-kyung. Or she would better choose the scripts in the future and take on some roles that suit her personality and play them in a true way.

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The two policemen's attitude was even better than before, and they bent their bodies and greeted them slightly: "Writer Han, are you going out?"

Han Zidong nodded: "I'll go out to do something."

The younger police officer pointed to the police car not far away and said, "Are you far away? If you are far away, we can take you there."

"Yes, our original task is to ensure your safety." Another police officer also responded and echoed.

Han Zidong glanced at the police car and waved his hand with a smile. If it weren't for Jin Yarong's name and his identity was too sensitive, he would have really wanted to agree.

"I won't bother you anymore, I just go to the nearby Zhonghua Pavilion.

Don't stand outside all the time, have some rest. If you have anything to do, you can contact our landlord. I will prepare a water heater for both of you tomorrow. If you need it, you can go to the building.

Used in the lobby."

"How can you be so embarrassed, Kangsangmida!"

The older policeman held Han Zidong's arm with one hand and pointed at the direction of the car with the other: "Or we'd better send you there."

"It's really not necessary. This is also my personal habit. Walking alone at night will also help inspire inspiration. You can take it yourself, so don't care too much about me."

The older patrolman saw that Han Zidong's expression was not as fake, so he stopped insisting. Another patrolman hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Writer Han, maybe we can take a photo together? My sister likes you very much."

“How much do you like it?”

"She heard that our police arrested you, but she scolded me so badly. She thought it would be fine if she let you go, but she still ran me every day."

Han Zidong laughed twice. He has always been more pampering fans and rarely refuses fans' requests for photo shoots.

Because he knew very well that his high-definition photos would be completely leaked sooner or later. He could do it just delay the time as much as possible. There is really no need to be so arrogant.

"Yes, yes, but I hope you don't upload photos to SNS. I don't want to be watched when I go out in the future."

"Inside." The little patrolman nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, if my little sister knew that you were as handsome as Professor Du, then I would probably have no status at home."

"How old is your sister now?"

"In 1998, I am now in the second grade of middle school."

Han Zidong sighed after hearing this: "I heard that people call me 'Xiao, Zhong, Gao Ding Da' now, but the world is in a conscience, my web comics are obviously for adults to see."

The young patrolman responded: "Inside, your comics are indeed very discussed among students, but there are also many adult readers like me who rarely leave special messages online.

The main reason is that we have not found a suitable place to communicate, and most people still leave messages around your ins."

Han Zidong nodded: "It's no coincidence, then you should try our lezhinic mobile application. There will be many novel functions on it, which will definitely give you a completely different reading experience."

The little patrolman was very acquainted and asked quickly: "When will this app be released?"

“Friday at 6pm.”

The little patrolman nodded repeatedly and signaled himself to write down: "Inside, I will call on some colleagues to actively support you at that time."

Han Zidong nodded: "Kangsangmida!"

Another patrolman raised his hand slightly when he saw this: "Maybe..." Seeing Han Zidong looking over, he also pointed at himself with his finger: "Writer Han, I actually have a sister..."

Han Zidong really laughed and nodded repeatedly: "Come one by one. If I were standing in the middle and there were two policemen next to me, those who didn't know would think I had committed a crime again."

"Hahaha, inside."

For a moment, the air was filled with joy, and even Jin Yarong, who was standing on one side, couldn't help laughing.

...

On a van with the words "Zhonghua Pavilion".

"Oba, your fan service just now is more professional than our idols."

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"I won't lose a piece of meat when taking pictures. In fact, if I hadn't been worried about it, it would have affected my private life, I wouldn't mind taking photos with others at all."

Jin Yarong nodded. She had a deep understanding of the artist's lack of private life.

Thinking of the previous topic, she asked again: "Oba, let's talk about your next comic."

Han Zidong drove the car a little slower: "At present, there are a few rough ideas, and I haven't decided which one to launch yet. Please help me with suggestions as a reader."

"Inner."

Jin Yarong turned his body and made a listening posture.

"A movie is probably called "The Thriller Examination House", which tells the story of a normal person who accidentally entered a test house full of murderers. In this case, he was gradually driven crazy by these murderers, although he eventually killed all the murderers.

, escaped from this dead place, but fell into darkness forever."

"Murderer?" Jin Yarong looked disgusted: "Hey, I don't like it! The subject matter is too dark."

Han Zidong smiled and looked at Jin Yarong: "Your preference is really clear. The second one is called "Signal", which is inspired by two early movies and Hong Kong dramas.

It tells the story of the protagonist accidentally chatting with a detective from a long time and space through an old walkie-talkie. After working together, the two of them solved shocking mystery one by one."

"It's completely a man's show when I hear it, and it feels very boring."

"The third part is called "Secret Forest", and the main theme is the game between the Procuratorate and the Police Department..."

"Oba, you don't have a more romantic theme or a warm-style theme, just like a comic like Star?"

"It's not that there is no such thing. For example, the protagonist is an autistic heroine who likes whales..."

Before Han Zidong finished speaking, Jin Yarong clapped his hands and said, "This is good, this is good, I want to see this."

Han Zidong smiled helplessly. Sure enough, the interests of male readers and female readers were very different, so they could not eat on the same table.

Personally, he is actually more inclined to "Signal". The theme of "Thriller Examination House" is too dark and is not suitable for appearance at the moment. "Secret Forest" is too profound, not like him, who is the first to arrive in the local area.

The subject matters that foreigners can get involved.

Just after thinking about it, he found that he had already had an idea, so he asked in a joke again: "Would you like to draw this comic for you? I'll help you come up with the basic settings and plot outline? How about it?

"

"Okay," Jin Yarong didn't refuse: "If you make a creative idea, I will definitely be able to sell it."

"Oh, you are really not humble. Although you have good painting skills, you are not as broad as you do in the art of the scriptures. You have a certain level of comic creation skills. The most important thing is that you do not have basic comic creation experience."

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Jin Yarong flattened his mouth: "I was not born to draw. If not, I can learn it. Anyway, when we are not active, there is no place to go. It would be better to follow you to draw comics."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course."

Han Zidong laughed, with a little ridiculous element in his laughter.

This is not that he looked down on Kim Yarong. If the person who spoke was Kim Zaijing, he would believe the other party without hesitation. For Kim Yarong, he suspected that the other party might give up while drawing.

Although he will provide character pictures and plots, the comics still need to be designed by Jin Yarong. At most, he will give some advice from the side, otherwise he might as well draw it himself.

Creation is a very exhausting process. Not only Jin Yarong, but whenever a female idol who he doesn't know much about boldly wants to draw a comic, he will be cautiously skeptical.

"Don't you believe me?"

"No, I believe in you."

Jin Yarong opened her mouth and wanted to refute a few words, but she finally chose to remain silent, thinking that she would let Han Zidong see her professional side.

While the two were silent, the car traveled for a while.

Jin Yarong, who couldn't help but suppress the dull atmosphere, took the initiative to lean in towards Han Zidong: "Oba, did you see me... the scene of the four of us confessing to you when we were watching the live broadcast today?"

Han Zidong didn't think much, just thought it was a kind of thanks similar to the official cliché. Although he didn't read it, he still answered: "You should thank Liu Chengcan, too, he was bleeding a lot this time."

"When the song ends this week, we will express our gratitude to him alone."

"That's good."

As soon as Han Zidong was interrupted, Jin Yarong's originally designed dialogue showed a clear sense of deviation, and he also seemed a little restrained: "Oba..."

Han Zidong turned his head: "What are you doing?"

"Just..." Jin Yarong was so nervous that her toes tense. She opened her mouth: "Just... Remember to attend my birthday party on time. I will send you the time in advance and the address will be given to you."

"Oh."

The car soon arrived near the Girls' Day apartment. Before getting off the car, Jin Yarong asked again: "You didn't accept this gift, otherwise I'll give you a few days of breakfast."

I heard Min Xiu'ani say you like to eat Xia Guo-style breakfast. We have been getting up early in the past few days to record the stage of singing. I will buy it for you and send it to you."

Go along the way?

KBS TV's location - Yeouido is located on the west side of the Girls' Day dormitory, and his residence is on the east side of the Girls' Day. Is this really a way to go?

Although he knew that the other party was to express gratitude, he really didn't want to accept this burdensome way of expressing gratitude.

At this moment, Han Zidong suddenly thought of a food that Jin Yarong could never buy, and wanted to make the other party give in: "Then I want to eat pancakes."

"Pancake fruit?"

It seems that this is the first time Jin Yarong has heard of such food, and her whole facial features are wrinkled together.

Han Zidong waved his hand: "Of course, if you really can't buy it, then forget it."

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At 7:30 the next morning, in a police car near a single-family building in Yushuidong.

Two patrolmen feasted, eating food that seemed to be spring rolls in their hands, and at the same time they didn't forget to give a thumbs up and praise.

“It’s delicious, it’s just as good as opening a store.”

"Dafa, this is the first time I have eaten such food."

At this moment, Han Zidong in the rear seat only felt that he was out of place with this society. After many years, he once again felt the cultural conflict between him and the natives of the peninsula.

A omelette with banana and strawberries sliced, and the chocolate sauce is really worthy of the word "delicious". If it weren't for the little kimchi and lunch meat, he wouldn't be able to swallow it.

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"If you eat more delicious food, you can eat more. There are two more servings here. Just put the insulation box to the landlord later."

"Nei, Kangsanmida!"

Now the two patrol officers are familiar with him, and they are almost no longer so polite, so they take it over.

The little patrolman seemed to have transformed into his senior fan and said with a smile: "You are so kind. This is the first time I have seen a celebrity like you treat small people like us..."

"Little Man?"

Han Zidong interrupted the other party: "Who said you are small people? Everyone just played different roles in different positions. It is precisely because of you small people that the entire city can maintain normal operation.

Maybe the protagonists of my next work are you villains."

Both patrolmen laughed. What are the stories of small people like them that are good?

"In, then we're waiting for your work."

Han Zidong stretched out his fist and touched the two of them: "Okay, I'm waiting for you to pay for this work."

"That's of course," the young patrolman still had a little expectation and said with a smile: "As long as you really make this comic, I would like to guarantee on behalf of my colleagues that we will work hard to provide you with material."

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Han Zidong opened the car door and got out of the car. He looked at the food in his hand and said incredible. He bit the bullet and took another bite of the "yura pancake fruit" in his hand.

Too much terrible!

It's a sin... Forget it, it's expensive.

He took out a few fruits and ate them alone, rubbed the unknown object in his hand, and solved the heavy sincerity in one bite.

The moment he swallowed it, he shrank his head and felt his soul trembling: "For this sincerity, I will block your social death performance in the future."

Girls Day dances hot and sexy dances at the handover ceremony of the 2014 Winter Olympics can be described as the dark scene in the lives of four people.

In fact, in his opinion, the official intention of the Peninsula to borrow a series of international events. It is understandable that the conference continues to promote its own culture, but these popular cultures are incompatible with the solemn events and the conference atmosphere will make their popular culture very funny.

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The official starting point of the Peninsula may be good, but it is best not to set out first.

However, this also highlights that the 14 and 15 years of Girls' Day is indeed very popular...

At this moment, the phone vibrated.

Han Zidong took out his cell phone. When he saw the caller, he was obviously stunned. Why did his little assistant call him at this time?

"Yo, don't you put it in?"

"Writer nim, where have you been?"

Sure enough, Kim Min-soo felt a sense of disharmony as soon as he spoke respectfully: "Of course I am at home, what time is it now."

Hearing his words, Kim Min-soo's tone immediately became very anxious: "Come here, our office is almost surrounded by reporters."

Kim Min-soo is not a person who makes trouble. Since she said that, it must be a reason for the incident. Realizing that things may be different from what he thought, Han Zidong raised the volume a little: "Don't panic first, take a photo for me first

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"Inner?"

“…”