[Korean Entertainment] Just look at me

An Ning received a text message after [-] o'clock in the evening. After coming to Seoul, her phone has hardly rang.An Ning's mood at this moment was almost excited.

is it him?The boy who can shine the sun into people's hearts.

Uh, what's going on, didn't you know I don't speak Korean?An Ning looked helplessly at the Korean text messages on her phone.Could it be just spam?He doesn't have a mobile phone, so he probably won't lend his mobile phone to send her a message at this late hour, so, no!

An Ning turned off her phone and tossed and turned on the bed!What can't be erased from my mind is that moment, the raised eyebrows of the boy with clasped hands, the golden light driven by the boy on the bike... In such a foreign country, An Ning almost remembers this first encounter with gratitude .

At this moment, Quan Zhilong certainly didn't know about his curious text message, causing someone to struggle with insomnia.Quan Zhilong, who didn't get a reply, fell asleep shortly after getting on the bed.For him, sleep is an extremely precious thing.

At this moment, Dong Yongpei was lying on the bed, unable to ignore his hungry stomach, so he had no choice but to get up and cook a bowl of ramen for himself.

The next day, Quan Zhilong Dong Yong Pei went to school early in the morning.

And An Ning was also sent to a language school by her mother. What surprised An Ning was that the school was not far from the church she had visited yesterday.

This language school has small classes, with less than [-] students in the class, including children from the United States, Canada and other countries, and two from Japan. An Ning was asked several times by her classmates if she was Japanese.But she was the only one from China in the class, which made An Ning feel a little helpless.

If I quarrel or even fight with them, no one will help me?

An Ning is not a problem student who likes to fight, but just a feeling of insecurity in an unfamiliar environment.

A person cranky and bored until noon.

Mom is busy with the travel agency, so she can't come to pick him up for dinner at noon.It was her younger brother who came to pick her up, along with her stepfather's driver.

After returning home for dinner, An Ning continued to go to class in the afternoon.The teacher is teaching in English, and the class is mainly in Korean.An Ning listened carefully, taking notes in the beautiful soft copy.

An Ning likes to write with a pencil, and likes the sound of the pencil tip walking on the paper.While writing, An Ning began to draw sketches on the notes unconsciously.The painting is the evening street, the flowing street scene.

An Ning learned sketching when he was in primary school, but at that time it was very playful, so he refused to learn it after more than half a year.But then drawing in a notebook became her habit.So the notebooks used by An Ning are also the ones with no lines in them, just blank paper.Former classmates loved to borrow her notes, probably apart from her neat handwriting, mainly because they wanted to see what An Ning had drawn in class.Even guessing what she drew in class has become a great pleasure for the students.

After class, An Ning closed his notes, and ran to the church he had visited yesterday by himself.The door of the church was open, and the neat rows of wooden pews inside were empty, and there were not many people sitting there.He's not there either.

Not disappointed, An Ning took out her notebook, turned to a blank page, and began to draw the bench in front of her again.

To be honest, An Ning's paintings are ordinary, not lifelike, but she uses her way to freeze memory.In painting, time stands still.

There are no people in An Ning's paintings for the simple reason that she doesn't know how to draw.

Halfway through the bench painting, An Ning's cell phone rang.In the quiet church, the vibration was very abrupt.An Ning's pen tip trembled in fright, and a crooked line was drawn on the paper.

"Hello!" An Ning quickly picked up the phone, and blurted out in Chinese in a panic.

"Hello, i'm Dong Young Bae."

"Oh!" When I came to the church, I wanted to meet Dong Yongpei, but now when I received his call, An Ning couldn't react in time and was at a loss.

There was silence on the phone for a while, but the boy spoke first.

"I want to give your bike, where are you? (I want to give you your bike back, where are you?)"

"i... ihome. (I... I'm at home.)" For some reason, An Ning lied in a strange way.

"It'sstime gothere! (That's too far away, I don't have time to go there now.)" Dong Yongpei tried his best to organize the language in English.This way of meeting and communicating does not make Dong Yongpei feel good.

"that'suseit.iit. (It's okay, you can use that car, I don't need it.)"

Dong Yongpei, unable to communicate more, had to hang up the phone.Keep that bicycle like a hot potato, parked downstairs in the company.

Quan Zhilong took the returned mobile phone from Dongyong Pei, and asked suspiciously: "How do you say English, doesn't she understand Korean?"

"Well, she doesn't understand Korean."

"Dafa, Yong Pei, you are too foreign!" Quan Zhilong stretched out his hand to hook Dong Yong Pei's neck.Laughing and whispering, "No wonder there was no reply to yesterday's text message, so I didn't understand it!"

Dong Yongpei didn't hear the muttering behind him, just smiled helplessly, it wasn't him who dared to be forced to speak English!

As usual, Dong Yong Pei and Quan Zhilong rushed to the company for training after school.

An Ning also returned to the vicinity of the school after his younger brother called, and went home with his younger brother.

After learning Korean for a few days, An Ning dug up the text message she received a few days ago again in class one day for research.It turned out that it said: "Hello, I'm Yongbai's good friend, my name is Quan Zhilong. I heard that you are from China, can I meet you? Yongbai saved your number on my phone .”

If I haven't responded to text messages for a few days, will people misunderstand me as being arrogant, indifferent and rude?

An Ning tried her best to use the Korean she had learned in the past few days, flipped through the dictionary, and texted Dong Yongpei's friend back.

"Hi, my name is Anny, I didn't understand your text messages before, I'm sorry. Now I have started learning Korean. Nice to meet you, please take care of me!"

Then, Quan Zhilong's phone vibrated while he was still in class.Quan Zhilong immediately opened the text message to prevent the vibration from being heard by the teacher.Then secretly put the mobile phone under the textbook, and when the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, he opened the corner of the textbook, looked at the text message he just received and replied carefully.

"Have you just come to Korea? Did you come to study abroad or did you immigrate?"

After pressing the send button, Quan Zhilong carefully turned the phone to silent, and opened the textbook from time to time between listening to the class to see if there was a reply on the phone.

It took a long time to get a reply.Well, forgive him for the sake of him just learning Korean.

"It's an immigrant here."

"Are you in class now?"

"Yes, in language class."

Haha, when Quan Zhilong thought of the person on the other end of the phone who was secretly and carefully sending text messages in class like himself, he felt like a kindred spirit.

"Brother will take you to play by the Han River when you are free."

"Thank you bro, I'm looking forward to it!"

"It's nothing, it's a trivial matter, I know a lot of interesting places!"

After sending the text message, Quan Zhilong felt like he had pried Yong Pei's corner.Sigh, no, it's not easy for Yong Pei to meet a girl, it's too unkind!

So, after school in the afternoon, on the way to the company, Quan Zhilong generously shared with Dong Yongpei his text message interaction with An Ning.

After reading it, Yong Pei said lightly: "Did you not listen to the lectures in class?"

Hearing Dong Yong Pei's reaction, how does Quan Zhilong feel?It's like when you show off the beauty of flowers to others with flowers, people sigh: How many dung grow such beautiful flowers!The focus is not on one dimension at all.Yong Bae is the atmosphere destroyer, the atmosphere destroyer!Quan Zhilong sighed in his heart.

"I'm so smart, I only need to listen to half of what the teacher said to complete the plenary meeting, and I will be able to listen to half of it!"

"Have you heard half of it?"

"Of course there is!"

"Sorry! I thought you spent the remaining half of your time sleeping."

Quan Zhilong started a fight with Dong Yongpei without saying a word, deceiving people too much!

After the fight, the two continued to rush to the company.

Dong Yong Pei thinks about it, it seems that he and Quan Zhilong travel together from school to work and from work to home, fighting almost every day.Just like that from the age of 13 until the age of 15.

On those days when the day was blackened by thick ink and the night was evaporated by the sun, they were always on their way.So, in their memory, the streets flow backwards, the cars run forward, and their hearts are always running.

The time on the road is also precious to them, and it seems like a waste not to use it for fighting.

On the other side, after returning home, An Ning drew a bicycle in her notebook, leaning quietly and alone on the electric pole.

……

In a blink of an eye, it's the weekend again.

The sleepy-eyed Quan Zhilong followed Dong Yongpei in surprise. "Are you crazy? Why did you think of buying a mobile phone so early in the morning? Ah! You don't want to contact that anny, do you?"

"No, I've wanted to buy it for a long time, don't you know?"

Well, Quan Zhilong did know that Dong Yongbai had planned to buy a mobile phone for a long time.Now they often go to SBS and other TV stations to do backup dances or interim performances for the company's senior artists. It is really convenient to connect with mobile phones.

At this time, there were not many mobile phone styles, and Dong Yongpei didn't bother to choose, so he bought the same one as Quan Zhilong, and they were all black.

After buying the phone card, Dong Yong Pei took Quan Zhilong's phone, found out Anny's phone number, and saved it in his phone.

"Ah! Why are you treating me like this? Shouldn't you be the first to save my number when you buy a new mobile phone?" Quan Zhilong was wronged, thinking that Yong Pei took his mobile phone to save numbers.

"I have your number in mind!"

Well, Kwon Ji-yong, who had blown his hair, was healed again.