Korean entertainment to remain capricious

He Baoen's recent whereabouts are a bit strange. Quan Zhilong is not in Seoul, but a strong sense of anxiety invaded him, causing him to change the ticket, compress the itinerary if it can be compressed, and push it away...

He went back to the apartment he rented near the company.

The room was pitch-black, and there was no He Baoen's shoes at the entrance.

She wasn't home, at least not this one.

Where is He Baoen?

Quan Zhilong took out his phone and called over and over again.

No one answered until the fourth channel, and there was a slightly drunken voice of hehe.

"Oh? Zhilong, Bao En went to the bathroom."

"Haha, Wuchao is having a dinner party today, so I'll ask her to come over to play~ We'll be gone later! We'll take her home when the time comes~ Don't worry~"

How could Quan Zhilong not be worried.

A while ago, when He Baoen finished recording "Three Hours, Three Meals", he was running back and forth between YG's studio and the studio in New York. There was not enough rest time. Where did he get so much energy to go out and drink? .

If he hadn't happened to turn over Fernandi's twitter and found that even he was half-truthfully bemoaning the disappearance of his artist...

Quan Zhilong might not realize it either, did Ha Baoen stay in Seoul for too long these two days?

Like... guarding something...

Quan Zhilong drove to pick up his girlfriend in person.Not long after he got off the plane, he has been rushing for the schedule for the past few days, and the bags under his eyes are all blue.

The small appearance is too haggard, and He Baoen is already a little drunk.

So Hehe and the others didn't make things difficult for Quan Zhilong, and let him take them away with a wave of his hand.

The next day, when He Baoen woke up, Quan Zhilong was in the kitchen making sober soup for her.

Pot cover in left hand, spoon in right hand.

He Baoen, who just came out of the shower, was so cute that his heart melted.

"Oppa..."

He Baoen hugged Quan Zhilong's waist and put his head on his back.

The hair on the forehead was a little wet, and it rubbed against Quan Zhilong's light gray pajamas, and it was soon imprinted with dark gray marks.

"Go and sit down."

Quan Zhilong patted her hand and turned off the fire in front of him.

Serve up the soup, put it in front of my girlfriend, and take out the breakfast I bought before, and the two of them sat opposite each other, and ate it up bite by bite.

"I'm going to wash the dishes~"

He Baoen is very conscious about division of labor and cooperation.

However, Quan Zhilong pressed her hand and said softly:

"Don't be too busy, let's talk for a while."

"Is there anything going on these two days?"

Quan Zhilong asked seriously and firmly.

He Baoen opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"Still a member of Wuchao?"

Quan Zhilong didn't blink his eyes, He Baoen pursed his lips, she didn't want to involve Quan Zhilong, nor did she want to lie.

"In the next month, I will follow you every day. My schedule has been postponed. He Baoen can do whatever you like, but I will watch you."

It was obvious that he was speaking out of anger, but there was not much anger in Quan Zhilong's voice.

He propped his hands on the table and lowered his head slightly.

Compared to anger, it's more like disappointment, sadness, or helplessness...

"Oppa, I'm sorry."

He Baoen panicked, she straightened up, trying to close the distance between the two.

But the dining table in the middle was cold and hard, and the chairs creaked. He Baoen simply got up, went around and pulled Quan Zhilong up, and then the two sat on the sofa and talked face to face.

"Ouba, I've said everything I need to say, I won't take risks, but I'm still worried, so just keep an eye on it."

When He Baoen said this, Quan Zhilong frowned slightly, but he didn't quite believe it.

The whole 2014 was difficult for Wuchao.

In the previous life, He Baoen didn't dare to look at Wuchao after the accident in Jili. She floated out of the fan's house who kept Wuchao on a weekly basis. Later, in the ears of passers-by, she occasionally heard the news of Wuchao. .

Car racing failure, broadcast accident, Lu Hongzhe drunk driving...

At that time, He Baoen had already begun to feel abnormalities in his body.

She was sad for those old boys who worked hard, but it could only be sad occasionally, and most of the time, she couldn't take care of herself.

He Baoen can only remember that Lu Hongzhe was drunk and drove.

He is one of Liu Zaishuo's most valued younger brothers. He was born on the street. He has been taken by Liu Zaishuo's side since he entered the show business circle. From a variety show rookie who complained that the audience couldn't understand what he was talking about, he grew into an online critic. The mc with the highest voice among Liu Zaishuo's successors.

This younger brother has learned a lot from Liu Zaishuo.

Including humility of character, including fortitude of mind.

But after all, he is still too young, so he will drink and drive, and those who are looking forward to him will be injured together with him.

He Baoen went all out this time, she went straight to Lu Hongzhe and told him not to drink and drive.

She even explained that her premonition is always very sensitive, and she foresaw what would happen next.

She also reminded Dacheng like this before, but the words of strange power and chaos can't stop the hearts of those who have a fluke mentality.

So she was still worried and followed again and again.

This was the last time she did such a stupid thing, but because the direct victim was Lu Hongzhe, and the indirect victim was Liu Zaishuo and others...

She couldn't help but not worry, couldn't help her not feel anxious...

After hearing what He Baoen said about her entanglements, Quan Zhilong hugged her shoulders and gave her an ultimatum:

"You have done what you have to do, I said, don't think about being responsible for other people's lives."

He Baoen gritted his teeth:

"But……"

But, it's not someone else...

Quan Zhilong straightened her shoulder and asked her:

"Where's your passport? Where's it?"

Then he escorted He Baoen to board the plane to New York, and He Baoen fell asleep all the way.

After walking out of the airport, I took out my phone and switched modes.

The sound of vibration kept ringing, and it should have happened.

Lu Hongzhe attended a friend's birthday party, and after drinking for three rounds, a staff member came and said that his car blocked the restaurant's exit, and asked him to park the car in a parking lot tens of meters away.

At that time, everyone at the table had already had a few drinks, and it was just a change of parking space, so Lu Hongzhe couldn't afford to call a substitute driver.

So I got in the car, and I was stopped by the police just after driving a few tens of meters.

It happened that some media were carrying long guns and cannons, hunched over and hid across the street, took the first clear photo, and threw this super powerful bomb into the early morning of the Republic of Korea.

He Baoen...

There are some disheartened.

Fate is so stubborn, and people's hearts are so treacherous.

She is just a small rock standing in the middle of the waves, and she is just an isolated island, let alone save others.

There was nothing she could do, it had always been like this, nothing could be done, nothing could be changed.

"Ah! Give me a little cheer!"

Quan Zhilong held her face with both hands, and even patted her face lightly, with a fierce expression on his face.

"Someone is staring at Wuchao, it's not a matter of a day or two! There are too many means behind it, you can't control it! So don't worry about it, just be yourself! Do you hear me?!"

The difference between Quan Zhilong and He Baoen is that although he is also a fan of Wuchao, he does not blindly worship the members of Wuchao. On the contrary, relatively speaking, he appreciates the program PD Kim Taeho more.

As for He Baoen, she has absorbed too much energy from this show, she loves this show, and loves these uncles even more.

Especially when she in this life came closer to watch their emotions.

Her admiration for them only increased.

Quan Zhilong cares about He Baoen, and He Baoen cares about Wuchao, or Liu Zaishuo.

So both are heartbroken, but not for the same thing.

"I think... let's go back to Seoul first. It must be very sad in Seopa right now."

He Baoen carefully suggested, while Quan Zhilong was silent. The two bought the nearest air tickets and flew back.

Wuchao's Liuliuge has just shot the beginning, it was originally a large-scale celebration for the tenth anniversary, but now there are fewer members, and many of the scenes taken before can no longer be used.

Because Lu Hongzhe has always been very active as a member, so many scenes can't even be cut out, so they can only be reshot.

He Baoen began to come to the house every other day to grab a meal. How could Liu Zaishuo not see her small thoughts.

But there is nothing to say, Liu Zaishuo is really tired recently, so he patted He Baoen on the head, and everything was said without saying anything.

"Baoen, you...are you having any conflicts with Zhilong again?"

After several days of observation, Luo Jingen finally came to a conclusion, but his tone was still inquiring, and his expression was so gentle that he felt inexplicably sorry.

"No, he's been busy recently."

After saying this, He Baoen felt even more sorry.

Because it was obviously her who was making trouble, she was hiding from Quan Zhilong, but she also lied to her sister-in-law who wanted to care about her.

"I put today's stewed soup in an insulated box. You can go to the company and give it to Zhilong. No matter how good YG's cafeteria is, it's not as good as your own stuff."

Luo Jingen muttered, and handed the big bag to He Baoen.

"There are five servings in it. If the other members are not around, share it with the other people next to you."

After sending He Baoen to An Minguo's car, he still couldn't help exhorting:

"Dating a relationship is a matter for both parties. We must understand each other and be considerate of each other. We must not only care about ourselves, understand?"

These words were a bit serious, after Luo Jingen finished speaking, he looked at He Baoen quietly, waiting for her to make a statement.

"Well, I will."

He Baoen nodded, she didn't know that the quarrel this time was mainly her own problem.

She just relied on power to love her and forced him to accommodate herself.

"Ouba, please take me to the company."

He Baoen hugged the insulation box tightly and sighed softly.

What is in the past should be in the past.

The unstoppable accident was not her fault, but it was the real fault that she used her self-blame to torture the person who loved her.

Big mistakes.