Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 386 Han Zidong: We have more children

Author: Smelling fragrance to know women i

Chapter 386 Han Zidong: We have more children

"I'm myself..."

Realizing that he was being led in a skew, Park Hyomin looked up and was stunned for a while, pointing his fingers at the air, and repeating in a low voice, "Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, I am a free person..."

Seeing her look, the other members laughed in a mess.

What a bullshit natural person, primitive person?

Hearing the laughter of the members, Park Hyo Min grinned in anger and looked at Han Zidong.

Seeing Han Zidong looking at her with a smile, Park Hyomin completely broke her defense. This feeling was like a sarcastic voice after his opponent killed her in the game, which made her feel angry.

But she was angry, and she couldn't really vent her anger at Han Zidong. She looked like a deflated ball, and her body suddenly arched.

She gave up her struggle, raised her hand and pointed at Han Zidong, and said as if she accepted her fate: "Okay, if I want to be a natural person, how can you help me realize my dream?"

Han Zidong was slightly stunned and pointed at himself, as if he had heard something incredible.

Then he smiled and said, "Aren't you a natural person? You should be free and unrestrained in creating music and art. Why do you still need others to help you realize your dreams?"

"Besides, why do I want to help you realize your dream?"

Han Zidong's soul three times asked Park Hyomin was also stunned.

Yes, why did her dream still let Han Zidong realize her dream?

She looked back at Park So-yeon.

Under Park So-yeon's guidance, she realized that she had just fallen into Han Zidong's language trap.

"Ah, you said it just now," thought that he had found a way to fight back, Park Hyo Min clapped excitedly: "You just said 'As for Hyo Min's self...'" Before he could speak, Park Hyo Min paused in time.

, changed his words: "'Xiaomin's free man', was it what you said?"

While speaking, she deliberately reread the word "free man" and successfully caught Han Zidong's mistake. She felt that she was doing it again.

After saying that, she winked at the members on both sides: "Did he just say that?"

"Yes."

“It’s true.”

After confirming that Han Zidong really likes to get along with each other, rather than just talking, several members simply let go and spoke out for Park Hyo-min.

Even Li Juli, who is the slowest, nodded repeatedly: "From what you just said, it is clearly to help everyone present come up with ideas."

Han Zidong asked back: "Is that true?"

"Don't cheat," Park Hyo Min straightened up and pointed at Han Zidong with her fingers: "You should also have a drink."

"I was punished for drinking by using honorifics," Han Zidong refused to admit his account: "I did not make any mistakes, why should I drink alcohol?"

The Crown Group has seven members. If everyone asked him to have a drink, he would have to go home early after the two rounds.

"Okay, you can't drink it if you punish it, so what about toast you?"

Without giving Han Zidong the chance to refuse, Park Hyo Min jogged over with a bottle of soju: "To thank you for your next suggestion, I will toast you with a glass of wine in advance."

There was no way to refuse this reason, so Han Zidong had to hold the wine glass in both hands and let Park Hyomin pour him a full glass of wine.

However, before drinking, he pointed to Li Yalin, a man: "Yalin is not yet an adult, so you need to drink appropriate amounts of wine. After you send this glass of wine. As for Juli and Enjing, you don't need to toast. This is the included birthday benefit."

"Inside."

Three women answered one after another.

Seeing Han Zidong making excuses to refuse drinking like patches, the women at the dinner didn't understand that Han Zidong's alcohol tolerance was probably as ordinary as the rumors.

Several people have one counted one, and they have a little thought of watching the fun in their hearts.

This is a very famous new writer and entrepreneur in the peninsula in the past two months. Who doesn’t want to see a man who looks like a drunken man? Maybe he won’t go crazy?

Shin Zhiyuan rolled his eyes and sucked a big mouthful of banana milk in a cowardly manner.

I really don’t know how many girlfriends Han Zidong has and which ones he has, so can’t he be in charge of him?

Recruiting bees and butterflies everywhere!

Han Zidong and Park Hyomin clinked a glass, raised their heads and drank the soju in the glass in one sip.

He shook his hand and said to Park Hyo Min with disgust: "Go away quickly, I'll be annoyed when I look at you."

"Hahaha, then I'll come and have a drink with you later."

Park Hyomin raised his eyebrows proudly, twisted Yingying's waist and returned to her seat.

Han Zidong walked past Park Ji-yeon and looked at Jeon Bo Lan: "Bao Lan, your dream is..."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Quan Baolan felt a little embarrassed. He pressed his right hand on his neck, turned his head slightly, and avoided looking at everyone.

"It's actually my mother's hope for me."

Park Hyomin poked his head out and urged: "What is Auntie's hope? Tell me out quickly and let Han Zidong help you."

Han Zidong glanced at Park Hyo Min: "It's my mother's request for her, and she must be wishing her good health. I can't help."

"Yes."

Quan Baolan raised his head, let alone Han Zidong couldn't help.

"Our mother hopes that I will get married as much as possible, but it's better to get married later."

How can he help with marriage?

Han Zidong couldn't help but sit up straight.

On the contrary, Lee Juli, Ham Eun-jeong, Park Hyo-min, Park So-yeon, Lee Yalin, and Liu Jimin gave out a neatly.

However, Shin Zhiyuan asked out of curiosity: "Marriage is a dream?"

"That's it."

Quan Baolan held her face in both hands, feeling disgusted, but her smile was clearly mixed with a little longing.

The active girl group was eager to get married, and Han Zidong instantly felt a little energetic and leaned forward: "However, I can't understand a little."

"What can't you understand?"

As Quan Baolan asked a question, all the girls on the field looked at Han Zidong together.

Han Zidong said slowly: "Is it important to get married later, or is it more important to find a good partner?"

"Late marriage is more important."

Quan Baolan replied subconsciously.

Han Zidong put his hands on his chest and raised his head slightly, thinking: "If you are obsessed with late marriage, you are likely to miss a good marriage partner."

"Yes!" Quan Baolan's expression stumbled: "I have never thought about this question so far."

"It seems that you have no marriage partner yet. I thought you already have a secret boyfriend."

Han Zidong looked regretful.

Quan Baolan was obviously still immersed in the consideration of lifelong events and said solemnly: "I will think about this issue carefully. After hearing what you said, I will discuss it with our mother."

"We need to discuss it carefully, but it's not wrong to get married late. This way we can be far away from some scumbags."

Thinking of the scum who shared his wife's photos in a group chat in the later generations, the beast who threatened the woman to kneel down with private photos. Even if Han Zidong considered himself not a good man, he was still hundreds of Li Shengli away from those scums.

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"Hey, it seems like you are very experienced," Park Hyo Min gently bumped into Park So-yeon: "I wonder if you have heard the story of 'My Zhi is not in Zhao Du'."

Han Zidong covered his face.

This story finally came to the point where he killed his society.

Seeing Han Zidong being defeated, Park Hyomin held his cheek with one hand and said happily: "Would you be angry and teach you some experience in chasing a girl?"

After saying that, she realized it and covered her mouth in panic, with a "Oh" sound beside her.

Han Zidong held his right hand with a low grip and poured it over his mouth: "Oh, Xiaomin, remember to get a glass of punishment."

"Drink it," Park Hyomin poured a glass of wine and showed off her mouthfuls: "You think I am the same as you, but to be honest, maybe... you won't be a mother-fetal Solo, do you want me to teach you a few words?

trick?"

She looked at Han Zidong with a funny look.

Han Zidong shrugged: "No, I prefer to go with the flow, but if you want to get married, I can teach you a few tricks to prevent scum."

"Tsk," Park Hyo Min disagreed: "It seems like you are a player."

"I also heard it from the seniors in the circle. Whether it is necessary to listen or not depends on your own understanding."

"For example?"

"For example, be careful about men in the circle and don't hand over your contact information easily."

Quan Baolan nodded: "It makes sense. My mother told me not to force myself to hand over my contact information because of the relationship between the previous and the younger generation. Learn to refuse."

Park So-yeon followed and said, "I seem to have heard a similar statement."

Two people said that they had heard similar statements, and they made this sentence reliable in an instant.

When Park Hyomin saw that Han Zidong was indeed talking about useful experience, he hurriedly asked, "What else?"

"For example," Han Zidong picked up the wine glass: "Don't go to the senior's house easily, and don't let the wine go out of your sight."

"Would it be too exaggerated?"

Li Juli rarely got into a mouthful.

Han Zidong shook his head: "Don't think that urban life is full of sunshine now, but in fact there is always darkness that cannot be dispelled from the sun. For example, now, as long as you cheat a few of you and drink high, I can control seven of you alone."

"Yo~ Don't forget that we have mobile phones."

Park Hyomin shook the cell phone in her hand.

"So what if you have a mobile phone? Don't you know there is a signal shield? You all look at your mobile phones, is there no signal?"

Park Hyomin took out her cell phone, and her face was covered with clouds: "There is really no signal."

"Really or not?"

Some people came over, while others hurriedly turned around and looked for their phones, wanting to find out.

Li Juli took out her cell phone and saw the full signal. She was so angry that she showed it to everyone.

"Don't be fooled by these two people."

Quan Baolan pressed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Scare me!"

Then, she fell into Park So-yeon's arms for comfort. Park So-yeon gently stroked Jeon Bo-lan's head and asked, "Is there any?"

She always feels that the senior Han Zidong mentioned seems to be really experienced.

Han Zidong guessed Park So-yeon's thoughts.

Li Shengli and Jiang Zhihuan all debuted in the C position of the legal channel, so of course they have rich experience.

"And it's absolutely," Han Zidong paused for a moment, stretched out his hands to cover Liu Zhimin's ears, raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhiyuan: "You can cover it yourself."

Shen Zhiyuan obediently covered her ears, but in fact she didn't cover her tightly at all. As long as Han Zidong spoke, she could still hear them clearly.

"There are also no other party's proposal to take private photos."

"This is not a new proposal. Our group has heard similar reminders from seniors in the circle very early."

Park So-yeon fell into memories. The reason why she still remembers this is because the variety show hosted by those seniors was the debut variety show of the few of them.

"Ok, the guide to preventing slags ends here, Baolan's dream is about this, and then So Yeon, what is your dream?"

Park So-yeon seemed to have thought of an answer for a long time, and her answer about her dream blurted out: "I didn't want to work in singing and dancing before, so getting married is not a dream, but a matter of course..."

"Good guy!"

Han Zidong applauded.

Another active girl group member who dreams of getting married.

Several members also started to make excuses.

"It's too late."

"that is."

Park So-yeon ignored the little sister's teasing and said to herself: "But if I get married, I hope there will be sweet time for each other.

When you are pregnant, you can ask your husband to hold hands and go shopping.

We can grow up with our children, so that when we pass by and become an old woman or an old man, it is also a very warm thing to be able to watch our children and grandchildren play."

Park So-yeon's dream is very specific, and Han Zidong even doubts whether she is in love.

"I thought your girl group members should take career as the first priority, and they will not publicly respond to their relationship even if they are beaten to death, let alone get married."

Park Hyomin said: "We are not young anymore and we must have our own private life. How can we always devote ourselves to our work?"

"Too."

Maybe this is why several people from the Crown Group returned to their homes to live.

After all, women are all popular idols and are not suitable for dates. They are likely to stay at home on dates. In this way, the dormitory where several people share is not a suitable place for dates.

Han Zidong nodded, then looked at the last member: "Ji Yeon, where are you?"

As the last person among the seven people to be asked, Park Ji-yeon had already thought of an answer.

"If I hadn't entered Tara, I think I would probably continue to develop in the field of sports. If Taekwondo is not good, I would like to be a stuntman."

Park So-yeon sorted out: "That's to be a beautiful curator, and then my daughter will ask you to take care of her from now on."

Park Hyomin said: "Then I will leave my son to you."

Quan Baolan said: "Our children can also be handed over to you."

"Okay, leave it all to me."

Park Ji-yeon refused everyone.

Then she looked at Han Zidong: "What about you?"

Han Zidong grinned: "Our children can also hand them over to you, but I'm afraid you'll have to worry too much."

"How could it be? No matter who the child looks like, he can't be too bad in appearance. Looking at these children, I will be in a good mood."

"Well... it's just that the number of people may be a bit too high."

"Oh, it turns out that Han Zidong likes children very much."

While speaking, Park Hyomin glanced at Liu Zhimin, who was sitting next to Han Zidong.

"That's right."

“…”

(End of this chapter)