Moonlight’s Korean Entertainment Rebirth

Looking left and right at the stadium where the heads are surging, Park Tae hugged his shoulders with an aura.

"You asked me to skip work, so come to see this?"

"Yeah, I want to see, do you dare to accompany me?" Jin Xiayan, who is a big ghost, tilted her head and watched sitting next to her, arrogant Nichan.

"These 10 people grabbing a ball, what's so interesting?" Park Taiyan looked at the players on the field with contempt, really despising it to his bones.

"Hehe, that's better than 22 people grabbing a ball."

"Yeah, you have to hold up with me, are you?" Pu Taiyan said that he couldn't directly use force, just hit the little girl.

Jin Xiayan looked at him with contempt, then rolled her eyes, and continued to watch the game enthusiastically.

The corners of Pu Taiyan's mouth twitched, and he reached out and tapped her waist lightly.

"What are you doing!"

"Do you like watching basketball?"

"Okay."

"Why don't we go to watch football next time?"

"Not interested in."

"Hey, what kind of taste."

"I'm happy!"

Park Tae-yeon can’t say anything about what basketball is good. If it’s the NBA All-Star Game, then forget it. What’s the Korean All-Star Game.

On the court, a black man who couldn't be named by Park Tae-yan had an air cut dunk with the cooperation of his teammates. The little girl clapped his hands coldly with the enthusiastic cheering audience in the court, and didn't see how much she liked it.

"You are as tall as your own, and you can do the same when you reach the fourth floor!"

The little guy's eyes lit up and he turned his head: "You can also dunk now?"

"Of course."

"Rely on internal strength?"

"...Cut it, you can easily deduct it when you wait for 1.8 meters."

"We will play in a while?"

Park Taiyan looked at her in a little boy costume and started to have a bad feeling.

"Ah, Xiao buried, don't you?"

"What?" Jin Xiayan turned her head and her big eyes flashed.

"I'm on leave, I can't be on TV."

"You are Park Tae-yan now, not Bai Seung-chan, you are like this all the time, are you dizzy?"

Park Taiyan frowned directly: "This is inconvenient, what the **** are you doing."

"It's nothing, just talk to Uncle Ye Yang about the midfield game, let us go up." Jin Xiayan said indifferently.

"But isn't this midfielder performed by lovers? Damn it, you and others?"

"En! They are all exhibition games, not so serious." Jin Xiayan folded her shoulders, feeling that she was too talented.

"Oh, I go to the bathroom."

"Oh Nichan, you won't leave me alone, will you?"

"No!" said Park Taiyan who stood up against his will.

"It's okay, you go. If I'm scared alone, I'll just go to O'Neill by myself."

Pu Taiyan stopped and sat back again.

"It's not going to the bathroom."

"Hold back."

Pu Taiyan hugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to her. He would get sulky when he saw the little guy ignore him and take out the phone boredly.

After seeing that the netizen was not online, I thought about harassing Lin Yoona.

"Bamboo pole, are you at the stadium?"

"I'm not in the mood to fight with you, why? Are you peeking at us again?"

"Xiao Mai pulls me here. I guess I saw her crying yesterday. I feel distressed and miss her."

"Oh, but speaking of this, did you go again yesterday? I didn't see you calling and caring, so I just pretended to be."

Kim Ha-yeon stared, pulled her phone to read, shook her head and continued to watch the game. It was indeed Park Tae-yan who went back to talk to her about the car accident yesterday. The little guy saw O'Neill crying on TV again, so she couldn’t think about it. Her Uncle Yeyang checked the recent itinerary, so she quarreled with Park Taiyan to accompany her to watch basketball.

"Are you an idiot? You didn't recognize me yesterday?"

"Huh? Yeah, wouldn't you say that it was you?"

"Cut, when you are so empty as a policeman, you still help you clear the way? Thank me, roar, otherwise there is no spot, you won't get one."

"Hehe, performance is good, what kind of reward do you want, saying that you want Sikaoni to return Taeyeon, I will help you get into your bed."

"It takes both, and it's okay to add you reluctantly."

"Hehe, I saved the one just now, and I will show it to Sikaoni and Xiaoying."

"...2 meals!"

"3 meals!"

"Call!"

"Stop talking, we will prepare the stage right away, where are you sitting?"

"VIP area!"

"Ah, Lin Yoona, stop playing with your mobile phone, hand it in quickly."

Kim Taeyeon walked to Yoona, grabbed the phone, turned around and handed it over to the agent for safekeeping.

Lin Yooner was angry, who was inseparable from her mobile phone? It was a rare experience for her to play.

"What's the matter, I'm not convinced yet. Look at the way you giggled just now. Are you in love?"

Since I misunderstood Ha Yoona last time, Kim Taeyeon always feels that she owes her, so she has been more concerned about this sister recently.

Lin Yoona hooked Kim Taeyeon's neck with her backhand.

"Euny, I'm really not convinced about this. You usually play on your mobile phone like this. You laugh and get angry. I don't know how idiot you are."

Kim Taeyeon patted Yoona's hand unhappily. This gesture made her very uncomfortable. This was obviously highlighting the difference in height between the two.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Sooyoung Oni, you sleep soundly, or you go ask her?"

Kim Taeyeon's face blushed slightly, and she looked at Yoona and asked uncertainly: "Am I really like that?"

"Hmm, are you chatting with Ernie? With whom?"

"No, I was looking at the fan site, I was happy to see Fan's message, and I was angry when I saw Anti. That's right."

Lin Yoona's mouth trembled, and she looked at Kim Taeyeon who clenched her fist and knocked her palm down. You are sure that it was not an excuse to think about it temporarily.

"You two, hurry up and stop chatting. Keep up." Zheng Xiuyan in front turned her head and complained dissatisfiedly to the two behind.

The two shrank their necks at the same time, looked at each other, arm in arm, thinking about the past.

"Wow~~~! Happiness~!"

When the two people walked to the entrance, they heard the sound of shocking exclamation and clapping hands.

Kim Taeyeon looked forward silly.

"Are we so popular?"

Lin Yuner directly rolled her eyes and stood on tiptoe to look at the sight blocked by the other girl in front of her.

Kim Taeyeon also noticed that they were still blocking the entrance, and they were all looking at the court. It was obvious that the cheers were not for them. Kim Taeyeon jumped hard and saw nothing.

"What! What is it!"

Kim Taeyeon took Lin Yoona's arm in dissatisfaction and looked at Yoona's stunned look. She was upset about her height again.

"Yeah, tell me, what!"

Lin Yoona turned her head and looked at Kim Taeyeon contemptuously. She is not tall enough and IQ is not enough. She raised her finger to the large screen above.

Kim Taeyeon's face flushed, she spit out her small tongue, she turned her gaze, and then slowly widened.

The screen video was switched back and forth. A little boy and a big boy were throwing a 3-pointer. She knew both of them. One was Long Jiyeon's brother, Shimae, and the other was Yoona's relatives with the same name.

With every goal, there was cheers on the field, but Kim Taeyeon was stunned.

The little boy stood at the 3-point line and threw a basketball with one hand.

The big boy held the ball in both hands and released it and kicked it.

"Huh~!" It was a hollow goal at the same time.

"Yoona, can I use my feet for basketball?"

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