Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 262 Korean Girls Group Boai Fan·Black Knight·Zidong

"Why did you buy one?"

In the Hyundai car, Han Zidong, who was sitting in the driver's seat, reached out to take a box of fried rice cakes handed over by Zhao Yaying.

Seeing Zhao Yaying sitting down and pulling off the mask, he picked up two wooden sticks and stirred the rice cake in the box: "It's still a small portion, who can eat it?"

Zhao Yaying rubbed her hands, drove away the chills on the back of her hands, and said with a smile: "If you don't have enough food, I can buy it later."

Anyway, Han Zidong had nothing to say when the other party was treating him, but when he picked up two sticks and picked up a fried rice cake, he noticed that Zhao Yaying came over and stretched out his hand.

"what?"

"Give me a fork, you don't want me to watch you eat."

"No," Han Zidong was speechless: "If you want to eat, just buy two servings."

Zhao Yaying curled her lips and stretched out her hands, as if showing a manicure that did not exist: "It's so cold outside, I'm carrying two rice cakes, and I'm very cold with my hands."

Han Zidong sighed and divided a wooden stick.

Zhao Yaying took it, first put it together, then came over, and forked a rice cake stick and sent it to her mouth. While chewing, she shook her body with satisfaction.

"It's delicious, it's true that we'll share it together to eat better."

"Closing your mouth, can't even eat silence your mouth?"

Zhao Yaying looked up at Han Zidong: "How can I eat when I shut up!"

Han Zidong was angry: "Nei, calm down a little, don't wait for me to go back and your voice will echo in my ears. I want to rest early tonight."

"Inside."

Seeing Han Zidong who was tortured by him to the point of being useless, Zhao Yaying covered her mouth and laughed.

Two people were chewed and I drank it, and soon the small portion of fried rice cake was eaten up.

"Do you still want to eat?"

Zhao Yaying asked while wet tissues for Han Zidong.

Han Zidong shook his head: "You're too slow to go back and forth, and you don't want to eat it anymore."

"There is no way, there is no parking lot in the night market here, and your car can only be parked so far. We are not suitable for eating in public. It takes time to go back and forth."

Zhao Yaying frowned and complained.

Pulling down the makeup mirror and carefully confirming that there was no residual sauce around her mouth. She turned to Han Zidong: "Why don't we go to the night market by the Han River where there are more snacks and ramen."

Han Zidong glanced at Zhao Yaying without saying anything. After a while, he looked up at the other party again. The third place of this was the third place. Zhao Yaying asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"You are an artist after all. Don't you know that there are so many paparazzi on the Han River that they can form a row?"

"It's not that exaggerating," Zhao Yaying was still a little dissatisfied, but she also stopped thinking about going to the Han River: "Then are you still hungry?"

"I'm starving to death. If I had known you were so stingy, I would have eaten ramen at home." Han Zidong turned the steering wheel and the car slowly drove out: "Okay, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

"Don't you know how to cook?"

"Who did you listen to?"

"Of course it's Min Xiu. She also said that the Chinese food you cook is very delicious and is at the level of being able to open a store."

After saying that, Zhao Yaying looked at Han Zidong with anticipation.

Han Zidong glanced at Zhao Yaying. Zhao Yaying was wearing a black down jacket on the upper body, a white cardigan sweater inside, and a light blue slim jeans on the lower body, which was very simple.

But she couldn't help but wear a pair of flat glasses with a large round gold wire frame, and a light blush on her face, just the right pink color, and her rosy lip color looked very cute.

A head of hair fell behind her head, and only a few strands of hair were left in front of her forehead. If the outfit below her neck was only 80%, then the decorative glasses, light makeup on her face, and falling long hair were directly added to three times.

Looking at Zhao Yaying's lips, his subconscious mind that he was about to refuse suddenly changed.

"I usually don't bother to cook by myself when I'm at home alone, and I have to process the ingredients and sort the meals for dinner, which is too troublesome."

"Then let's get closer in the future. You can invite me to your house as a guest. I'll help you with the ingredients and food waste."

"Let's talk about it if you have a chance."

"Inside."

For some reason, since he got his promise, Zhao Yaying has become quiet rarely, which makes him a little uncomfortable. When he was hesitating whether to play a song, Zhao Yaying suddenly asked him to stop the car.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Zhao Yaying unbuttoning her seat belt and seemed to be about to get off the car, Han Zidong asked in confusion.

"There is a convenience store in front of me. I'll buy you a box of ramen for you. I can't really make you go home hungry."

Han Zidong smiled when he heard this, called Zhao Yaying, took out his wallet, took out a 10,000 yuan bill, and handed it over.

"You invited me just now, but now I'll treat you. Ten thousand yuan should be enough for the two of us."

Zhao Yaying looked at the 10,000 yuan banknote in front of her, blinked playfully, hesitated for a moment, slowly stretched out her hands, and took it respectfully: "I don't know!"

She swayed under the lamp with her pen and pinched the paper and pen in her hand. She smiled and said, "Oh, it's really good to be friends with you. She paid 2,500 yuan and earned 10,000 yuan."

Han Zidong laughed twice: "Nei, Xiaocai, hurry up and buy ramen, I'm starving to death."

Zhao Yaying found a mask, raised her head and shook her hair, exposed her ears, and put on the mask.

Han Zidong smiled embarrassedly: "Stop shaking, dandruff has trembled into my car."

"No," Zhao Yaying lifted up a strand of long hair and shook it at Han Zidong: "My hair is very soft and looks very good."

"OK! Hurry up and buy ramen, I'll wait for you at the corner in front."

"Inside."

Zhao Yaying trotted out of the car, took two steps and looked back.

I saw Han Zidong driving very slowly, as if he was keeping his way with her. In order to verify his guess, she looked at the red Hyundai car and trotted for two steps, and indeed saw the car accelerate.

She raised her hands happily, put her thumb on her cheek, and shook her four fingers into the sky and made a grimace.

After a while, the Hyundai car accelerated directly and left her with a back view, and she smiled even happier.

After entering the store, she bought two boxes of ramen, a pack of lace buns and a chewing gum.

When she paid, she put away the 10,000 yuan that Han Zidong gave her, but instead took out a bunch of change to pay the bill, carefully packing the 10,000 yuan.

After soaking the ramen, she trotted to the corner of the street and locked Han Zidong's car at the first time.

As soon as the person arrived at the side of the car, the co-pilot's door was pushed open in advance.

After getting into the car, she handed over two boxes of ramen. She closed the door immediately, shook her hair intentionally, and pulled off her mask.

After taking a box of ramen handed over by Han Zidong, she looked at Han Zidong, reached into her pocket and took out a pack of triangular rice: "Ding thong thong, there is an extra meal."

"If nothing!"

Han Zidong took the rice with a pancake, tore the packaging open, pinched the half, threw it into the ramen, and handed the half with the packaging to Zhao Yaying.

"Give it to me?" Zhao Yaying took the pancake rice and pointed at herself: "But aren't you very hungry?"

Han Zidong picked up a fork of ramen, blew it, and said indifferently: "Didn't you say that it's better to share it together?"

"Inside."

Zhao Yaying smiled sweetly.

The two of them were eating and chatting.

During this period, Zhao Yaying mentioned again that she wanted to learn how to make animated pictures. Han Zidong directly asked her to find Kim Min-soo and promised to give Zhao Yaying the identity of a third-level assistant.

"Level 3? What is the level of level 3?"

"Level 3 is a new assistant, only earning a dead salary."

Han Zidong introduced the position system of Idol Entertainment Studio to Zhao Yaying in detail.

The staff of the comics, novels and scripts in the future IES are divided into assistant ranks and writer ranks. There are three levels of assistant ranks, and the other two levels are formal assistants and senior assistants. The former enjoys certain project bonuses, while the latter undertakes some creative functions.

, enjoy project sharing.

"The senior who has fallen into the scriptures is the first-level assistant, Dafa!"

"The first-level assistant is already good. If she is willing to come to my company, I will give her a title of writer."

"Oh, how is that possible? The current senior is very popular. Even if she agrees, DSP Entertainment will not agree."

Han Zidong ate all the ramen, put down the box, wiped his mouth, and chewed another piece of chewing gum.

It seems that he really doesn't understand Jin Zaijing's approach. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is good to be an artist. I have to be scolded like a primary school student every day. I can't do this, so I have to obey it. There is one more

Most people can’t make much money.”

"It's different," Zhao Yaying said while covering her mouth and chewing: "The glittering state on the stage, and the feeling of being liked by others, can really make people addicted to it."

"But won't there be Anit fans too? For example, your Occasional Games and Tara's bullying incident."

Zhao Yaying really couldn't refute this regard about Anti fans, and she remained silent again. After a while, she raised her head.

"But with you, do you know that many artists are saying that you are a girl group Philanthropist, and the black knight of those small companies' girl groups."

Han Zidong smiled and raised his palms upwards: "Continue to say it, I love listening."

Zhao Yaying was amused by Han Zidong's playful words: "Look, don't you also like being supported and loved?"

She reached out and said, "Give me the garbage, I'll go to the convenience store just now to deal with it."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Han Zidong felt that he was getting lazy and enjoying Zhao Yaying's errands service with peace of mind.

Zhao Yaying smiled foolishly: "It's not hard work, after all, you pay the money, it's like you treat me to cook and treat me to eat. I'm responsible for handling the ingredients and the waste of food."

"Oh, you are very sensible. I decided that if your acting career is frustrated in the future, our IES door will always be open to you."

Zhao Yaying looked at Han Zidong with anger: "Inside, just curse me!"

After eating the ramen, the two continued on the road and drove for about twenty minutes. They arrived at Zhao Yaying's dormitory.

Zhao Yaying untied her seat belt and was about to get off the car. At this time, Han Zidong shouted to her: "I guess you will be able to use your emoticon package openly in Kakao soon."

"What does it mean?"

"It means that in order to let you use your emoticons, I will decide to meet Kakao's President Kim Fansoo tomorrow."

When Zhao Yaying heard what Han Zidong said seriously, he giggled: "Is it true or false?"

"You guess, okay, when I get here, I don't need to say any polite words to pay attention to safety, but when you get home, remember to send me a message."

Zhao Yaying nodded obediently: "Then you pay attention to safety when you go back and report me safety when you get home."

Han Zidong shook his hand and looked disgusted: "Nine Nene, I'm so annoyed, I'll hear you again for another night!"

"In, good night."

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