Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 5 Truth or Dare

I don’t know how long Cui Xueli had been crying, but a bell suddenly rang in the pavilion.

『Electric Electric Shock

E E E Electric E E E Electric Shock……』

Obviously this is f(x)'s "Electric Shock", Han Zidong reminded softly: "Sulli, your phone number?"

Cui Xueli stopped crying when she heard this, let go of Han Zidong, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

After seeing the call, she did not rush to answer the call. Instead, she wiped the tears on her face, pressed her chest, and adjusted her breathing.

As soon as the call was connected, the identity of the caller was revealed by the sound of "I'm sorry".

Han Zidong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The call came in time, otherwise he would not have known how to comfort this crying girl.

Thinking that there must be a lot of private conversations between mother and daughter, and it would not be appropriate for him to stay here, Han Zidong pointed outside the pavilion, wanting to leave space for Cui Xueli to talk alone.

But Cui Xueli held her down with one hand and shook her head at him. He had no choice but to sit aside, breathing steadily and minimizing his presence as much as possible.

Just as Cui Xueli said, there seems to be nothing in common between mother and daughter. During the short two-three-minute call, Cui Shirley, except for giving a few affirmative replies, spent most of the time in silence.

spent.

"Drinking a little beer with the Ernies."

"..."

"I won't go back. I made an appointment with my friend not to go back to Busan this Mid-Autumn Festival."

"..."

"Female friends."

"..."

"It's Seulgi," Cui Xueli glanced at Han Zidong and continued to reply: "We are close friends in the same year, and Seulgi is also in SM.

Okay, mom, goodbye!"

"My mother asked me if I wanted to go back to Busan for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I said I wanted to stay in Seoul." Cui Xueli put down the phone and briefly told Han Zidong the content of the call.

Han Zidong didn't know why, but he still followed Cui Xueli's words and replied: "Really? Then I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!"

"Thank you!" Cui Shirley smiled reluctantly.

An unexpected phone call made the two of them estranged again. Remembering the ambiguous scene where the two hugged each other just now, she stood up and lay down in front of the fence, shouting down the mountain: "Sulli, fighting!"

Han Zidong also shouted: "Zidong, fighting! Sulli, fighting!"

Cui Shirley laughed, and this time her smile was a little more relaxed: "fighting!"

When she was holding on to the fence and preparing to stand up, her left hand suddenly felt a sting and she retracted it.

She was half-lying in front of the fence. She lost the support of her left hand, and immediately lost her balance and fell forward. The effect of alcohol also made her reaction a few beats slower than usual. Under the influence of inertia, most of her body

The body has already leaned out of the fence.

"Holy shit!"

Upon seeing this, Han Zidong quickly knelt down and hugged Cui Xueli's waist at the last moment.

Stretching out a hand to protect the other party's head, he rolled over and completely pulled Cui Xueli back into the pavilion.

There was a crackle, and the two of them rolled over.

"One thing!"

Han Zidong sat up straight and gasped for air. After experiencing the scene just now, most of his alcoholism was gone.

A step away, an empty wine can rolled to the side, and another wine can with more than half a bottle in it was bubbling out.

Gan, the bottle at the back belongs to him!

Han Zidong raised his eyebrows. It was definitely the first time for this girl to drink alcohol, and she drank so quickly.

Glancing over, the perpetrator was sitting cross-legged on the ground as if nothing was wrong. She seemed to be clasping her fingers. She seemed unaware of the danger just now.

Oh my god, this is not a drunkard like Yuri, this is a drunkard, a complete drunkard!

Han Zidong leaned over and asked in a stern tone: "Ah, do you know that you almost sent me back early..."

Cui Shirley raised her head and stretched out her left hand naively: "Apa!"

"Oppa, Appayo!"

No one can escape the coquettish "Oppa" from Busan girls, and Han Zidong is no exception.

"Um...what's wrong with you?"

He quickly turned on the flashlight on his phone, squeezed Cui Xueli's hand, and examined it carefully.

Finally, a tiny wooden thorn was found in Cui Shirley's palm. It turned out that this was the culprit!

While picking at the wood thorns, he warned: "Ah, you should drink less in the future, you can really cause trouble for others."

After the near-miss scene just now, there was only the last bottle of wine left. Cui Shirley proposed half a bottle for each person, but Han Zidong did not dare to let Cui Xueli continue to drink from him, but pulled her to play a little game——

truth or Dare.

After several rounds of truth or dare, Cui Shirley chose to tell the truth and express her feelings.

Han Zidong, on the other hand, was busy drinking and took the opportunity to finish most of the drinks.

"Oppa, who is your first love?"

Han Zidong poured half a glass of wine into the paper cup and chose to drink.

"Oppa, you can't keep drinking, you have to answer the next question?"

Han Zidong bumped the wine jar and confirmed that there was not much wine left in the bottle, and then replied with a smile: "ok."

He pinched the empty wine can before, exerted force, and the empty wine can continued to spin. This time, the chosen person was Cui Shirley.

"Sulli, do you prefer acting to dancing?" Han Zidong casually asked an innocuous question.

Cui Xueli nodded first, then shook her head: "I don't know. At the beginning, I liked acting because I didn't want to disappoint my mother. Later, I was able to make money and subsidize the family, and I felt that acting well might help my mother."

Happy.

"It's just that as I get taller and taller," Cui Shirley gestured at her height, "the roles for children are becoming more and more inappropriate, and the roles for adults won't come to me at all, so I will accept the company's job."

My suggestion was to choose a girl group.

To be honest, I don’t know what I like to do, maybe I just want to be a housewife.”

Han Zidong was silent, not sure what position he should take to sort things out.

Should I persuade the girl in front of me to endure the seven-year exclusive contract period and wait until the contract period is up before pursuing what she wants in her heart? Or should I say that everyone should live for themselves instead of living in a world where others need to be recognized?

inside.

But Cui Shirley didn't think so much. She smiled and held down the wine can, and said with a sly smile: "It's my turn."

The game continues.

When the wine jar stopped, the mouth of the jar was facing Han Zidong.

Cui Xueli's eyes flickered, as if there was a deer jumping around in her heart.

The man in front of her seemed to have a strange charm, and he unknowingly made her confide a lot of truth that she had never confided to anyone, and that she would most likely never say.

An unexpected desire suddenly appeared in her life where she had only the spotlight. She longed to keep drinking and chatting with the man in front of her.

She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly, but the words she was supposed to say were blocked in her throat because her heart was beating so hard. She took a deep breath and swallowed.

"Zidong Oppa, do you like a girl like me?"

what's the situation?

Hearing Cui Xueli's words, Han Zidong was confused, whether she was confessing or joking.

Although he is very handsome, he is not enough for a female idol to fall in love with him at first sight.

Han Zidong shook his head and gestured with his hands behind his ears: "I like girls with long hair."

"Yeah~" Cui Xueli flattened her mouth, touched the ends of her hair, and argued unconvincingly: "In half a year at most, my hair will grow to hang down my shoulders."

"Okay, then you can ask me again in half a year."

Han Zidong responded to "joking" with a joke.

The wine jar spun two more times, and it was Han Zidong's turn again. This time, Cui Shirley focused the question on Han Zidong's career.

"Zidong Oppa, are you really a comic book writer?"

"Well, if I can successfully draw a popular comic in the next two months, my identity as a comic writer should be confirmed. If not, then I will have to return to China first."

"Why two months?"

"Because I only have two months left on my visa."

Fifteen minutes later, there was an intersection about tens of meters away from Yingyuefeng Park.

Han Zidong hung up the phone in disappointment, and turned around to see Cui Xueli sitting on the storage box with her head pressed on her lap, motionless, and she seemed to be asleep.

He jogged two steps, squatted next to Cui Shirley, and pushed him.

"Sulli?"

Cui Shirley turned her head in confusion, without even opening her eyes, and asked, "Did you call a car?"

"No, the dispatch center said transportation capacity is tight during the Mid-Autumn Festival. They won't be able to send a truck for at least half an hour."

Cui Xueli snorted: "What should we do?"

Han Zidong looked at the time on his phone and said, "Let's go back to our store to rest for a while. When I'm drunk, I'll take you back by bike. How about that?"

Cui Shirley forced her sleepy eyes open and nodded.

The Chinese restaurant where Han Zidong worked was less than 1.5 kilometers away from Yingyue Peak, and the two of them walked there in 20 minutes.

As soon as she entered the restaurant, Cui Xueli looked like a zombie, with her head hanging down, she randomly selected a table, lay down on it, and stared at it in confusion.

When Han Zidong finished washing the dishes and passed by the lobby, he shook his head when he saw Cui Xueli sleeping soundly.

He didn't know whether to thank the other party for their trust, or whether to say that this girl had no sense of safety at all.

As a girl, she came to a completely unfamiliar environment and could still fall asleep. How worried was she?

Han Zidong walked over and called Cui Xueli several times, but he didn't wake her up.

With no other choice, he had no choice but to pick up Cui Xueli and walk to the second floor.

He carried Cui Xueli to the rest room on the second floor, tucked her in, and Han Zidong came to the lobby on the first floor holding his notebook.

He opened the Tumblbug website and checked his personal background information. After seeing three entries, he was happy.

At this point, it would be rude for him to have second thoughts.

According to the original timeline, the peninsula's webtoon market will explode next year, but I am not the only one to do it. Since the current peninsula's webtoon market is still in the stage of testing the payment model, it is up to him to burn it.

The first paid fire.

In a certain respect, the development history of Peninsula's webcomics is similar to that of domestic webcomics, which have gone through four stages: free release, paid trials, IP derivative development, and going abroad.

Just to compare with China, Xia Guo's online articles have been trialling paid trials since 2003. Naver and Daum, the two major portals on the peninsula, are somewhat "unprogressive" and did not start trial trials of paying for some works until the beginning of this year.

But this does not mean that Peninsula’s paid online comic market still has a long way to go. Otherwise, Lezhin Comics would not have been a huge success upon its release in 2013, and it would have been blocked by the two giants Naver and Daum.

At present, risks and opportunities coexist. As the first person to eat crabs, once he succeeds, he will personally create a Lezhin Comics.

As for what happens if the payment model doesn't work, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he is preparing to crowdfund to build the website. The risk he takes alone is not too high. At most, it will cost some time.

…

Cui Xueli suddenly sat up from the bed and got out of bed in a daze. The moment her soles touched the ground, the horror caused by the unfamiliar touch shot straight from the soles of her feet to the sky.

Her bed frame should never be so low, and there should be a blanket on the floor of her room that is soft to the feet, not a bare floor like this.

She was startled and woke up instantly.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around her, her mind came to mind one by one: she and a man were drinking in a pavilion, the two walked down the mountain arm in arm, and entered a Chinese restaurant at the other's invitation...

As for the content that follows, she doesn't remember much.

She lowered her head and groped around on her body, and after confirming that her clothes were intact, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly found the switch.

With a "pop" sound, the room lit up.

The room of more than 10 square meters is not large and has a simple layout. In addition to a mattress, there is only a simple wardrobe and a movable clothes drying rod.

“It’s so clean!”

Cui Xueli sighed in her heart, and then ran out with her legs crossed.

The toilet was right next to the stairs. After solving her personal physiological problems, Cui Xueli picked up a handful of cold water and washed her face vigorously.

Looking at the slightly swollen face in the mirror, Cui Xueli smashed her little head in frustration.

Why did you just go home with someone with just a can of beer and a pot of ramen?

Shirley, please be more careful!

(End of chapter)