[Entertainment] Otome's game

Song Zishu was having dinner with Hong Shiying. The ostensible reason was that Song Zishu had misunderstood Hong Shiying, so (Hong Shiying: You shouldn’t invite me to dinner to show? Song Zishu: Okay.) Make an appointment.

Song Zishu and Hong Shiying were having dinner at her house. Less than half an hour after Li Zhuhe, who admitted defeat, went out, Hong Shiying expressed deep contempt for Song Zishu's move back. How stupid must this be? come out.Song Zishu couldn't even tell him that this was a trick, that it was the safest strategy in the most dangerous place, but he couldn't say it out loud, because the facts have proved that it is really stupid.

The meal was brought by Hong Shiying, who claimed to ask the other party to treat him. Simple and quick noodles with fried sauce,? Song Zishu wanted to complain when he saw that he brought his own food to the door, so why did he ask for dinner, but she didn't say anything.Because Hong Shiying didn't just need her a meal,? This guy should have come to rescue,? After he knew that Li Zhuhyuk became her neighbor.

The little friend who came to save the scene didn’t know that the battle was over long before he came, and asked Song Zishu if he wanted to ask Li Zhuhe to eat together? Song Zishu looked at him strangely, Hong Shiying thought she didn’t understand,? Disgusted call her stupid.The most direct way to reject a man is to find another man as a shield, no matter whether the shield is true or not, it will work, and men will be ashamed!

Song Zishu has used this trick many times,? It's not that he didn't understand, but he was wondering why Hong Shiying couldn't think about it and wanted to enter the battle.Hong Shiying poked her between the eyebrows to wake her up, he didn't want to get into the battle, he just came here to play a cameo, if it wasn't Li Zhuhyuk or someone else, he wouldn't get involved.

"why?"

"How miserable he is."

"...Are you sympathetic?"

"Can't you?"

"..."

It doesn't matter if it's okay or not now,? Song Zishu pointed in the direction of the next door, "We talked before you came, and you've already left. Your role is gone."

Hong Shiying, who was scraping the plastic wrap around the noodle bowl with disposable chopsticks, gave her a sideways glance, "It sounds worse."

"Then why don't you go change your personality and comfort me?" Song Zishu held up the bowl and used his hands to seal the plastic wrap on the bottom of the bowl.

Seeing that she was so tired, Hong Shiying tore off the plastic wrap and handed it over to him, took the bowl from her hand and took it over to continue to do it, "Then just say no when I call you, I don't have to make this trip."

"Hong Shiyingxi, please recall what you said when you called me. It's as if I don't intend to pay back the food I owe you."

"That's not because I thought Li Juhyuk was right next to you, and it was inconvenient for you to just tell me to go over."

"You take yourself too seriously, don't you?"

"Of course I'm important."

Song Zishu still wanted to continue, but Hong Shiying raised her chopsticks and called for a timeout, "Why do we quarrel as soon as we meet?"

"Look first, yes." Song Zishu shook the pot while stirring the noodles with a chopstick in each hand.

Hong Shiying, who refused to accept the scapegoat, threw away the plastic wrap removed from the noodle bowl and went back, "You started first, okay?"

"You!" Song Zishu poked his face back.

"You!" Hong Shiying fought back.

"It's obviously you!"

"It's you, okay!"

"you!!"

"You..." Hong Shiying looked at her bowl of noodles with fried sauce that was still lumpy after tossing for a long time from the corner of her eye. "Why don't you even know how to mix noodles?"

Song Zishu dropped his chopsticks, "Don't eat!"

Unexpectedly, Hong Shiying, who still had this trick, felt guilty for a second, muttering that she would not eat if she didn't eat it, but she grabbed her noodle bowl with her hand, and while mixing the noodles, she babbled if you didn't eat it, and I would eat it, Song Zishu rolled her eyes It was about to be turned out, and the person who claimed to eat by himself pushed the noodle bowl back.The noodles that were half-finished when they were pulled over were sent back and mixed. The sauce and noodles were mixed together harmoniously. It was dark and not appetizing at all, but...

"What are you looking at?" Hong Shiying pointed her chin at the noodle bowl in front of her, "Eat, I can't even eat noodles, so I have to feed you?"

Song Zishu, who really didn't like to play with straight men, took the chopsticks and rolled up the noodles and said, "Only you will be single all your life."

Hong Shiying, who made noodles for himself, was happy, "There are so many people who like me, but you are blind."

Song Zishu, who had just stuffed a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, had no choice but to give him an international hand gesture. The rapper froze for half a second, then smiled, smirking, raised his chest and opened his arms.

"Come on~" Song Zishu...Song Zishu chooses to eat noodles, and doesn't care about Huang Bao's straight man.

Huang Bao's straight man didn't bother with her yet, he looked around when he was done, put down his chopsticks and picked up the plastic food bag he brought over from the middle of the dining table, beer in one hand and mango juice in the other, the juice was opened and placed in Song Zishu's left hand Beside, Beer pulled the tab and placed it on his right hand.Take away the plastic bag and push the side dish of sweet radish that was removed when pulling the plastic bag just now towards her, then push the plastic bag aside, and eat the noodles with chopsticks.

Song Zishu, who was wrapped in noodles, watched him toss about. Straight men are bad in every way, and their mouths are especially annoying, but it is a great advantage for straight men to do many things without talking.As it is now, it is natural for Hong Shiying to take care of her, the deliberate phone calls, noodles and sweet radish, beer and juice.Although there are also straight men who generally agree that girls should not drink too much alcohol, which is a kind of machismo, but... it's okay.

Song Zishu, who thought that the straight man could be saved, didn't hate him anymore, and Hong Shiying, who mainly focused on eating noodles, stopped talking back, and the conversation between the two was much more harmonious.When Hong Shiying asked her why she couldn't think about moving back, Song Zishu also told him the safest "strategy" in the most dangerous place. Hong Shiying didn't refute it after hearing it, but said that she had a good idea, and she was afraid that others would be good at chess. one move.Song Zishu also agrees with this, and he is afraid that others will outplay him.

Hong Shiying, who was recognized, asked her what she planned to do next, "Do you want to move away? Or find a place to make do for a few days before looking for a house?" Kachi Kachi chewed on a carrot and asked her, "You should have a place to live, right?"

Song Zishu paused in the movement of sending the noodles into his mouth, opened his mouth to hold the noodles, and concentrated on eating the noodles.

Hong Shiying didn't care that she didn't answer, and quickly swept up his noodles with a noodle bowl. Song Zishu didn't even finish half of the noodles, and his bowl was empty. Song Zishu asked him if he was in a hurry.

"I haven't eaten all day, and I've been busy mixing. If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have felt hungry." Hong Shiying slumped on the chair and touched his stomach, very satisfied, "People still have to eat. "

Song Zishu didn't bother to respond to such nonsense, but "Then why didn't you buy something on the way before you came?"

Hong Shiying raised his head to signal to the empty noodle bowl and said, "I'm afraid you'll be stabbed again, so there's no time to rush there, but this is Yu Yuancai's takeaway, he almost strangled me." Action "This meal is hard to come by~"

Song Zishu, who put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, laughed at him, "Didn't you get scolded by him for valuing sex and despising friends?"

"That can't be, he doesn't even know that I'm here to look for you." Hong Shiying saw that there was still a lot left in her bowl, and asked her, "You don't want to eat?" After she nodded, she straightened up and grabbed her bowl.

Song Zishu thought at first that he was going to clean it up, and wanted to say that it would be fine to wait for the housekeeping, but he picked up the chopsticks and quickly stopped, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you stop eating?" Hong Shiying looked at her face and then at her, hesitating to push back, "Are you still eating?"

Song Zishu stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "If I don't eat, it doesn't mean you have to eat. Just order another one if you're not full. Why eat my leftovers? It's weird."

Hong Shiying, who said, "Why are you so troublesome", finally put down the chopsticks, and still disliked her, "I don't care about what you care about, hypocritical."

Song Zishu's delicate body shook, what the hell are you talking about, you stupid straight man? !

"Who are you calling hypocritical!"

"Who else can I say?"

"Is it reasonable for you to eat my noodles?"

"Isn't that why you don't eat?"

"It's full of my saliva, how do you eat it!"

"...Is there something wrong with you, can you relate to this? Are men and women always in your mind?"

With a wave of his hand, Song Zishu threw the ball of paper to wipe his mouth over, "Who told you about men and women? This is a hygiene issue, do you understand hygiene?"

Hong Shiying, who twisted his waist to avoid the ball of paper, snapped back, "Why, you have an infectious disease." His eyebrows raised, "I didn't see it, what disease, AIDS?"

"Get lost!" Song Zishu pointed at the door, "Let me go immediately!"

Hong Shiying didn't even move and taunted all the time, "You're angry from embarrassment? That's right, your private life is messy enough."

"ah!!!"

Song Zishu let out an angry roar, both of them were stunned, the voice was too loud, Hong Shiying burst into laughter seeing her bewildered expression, raised her hands in surrender before she regained consciousness, and put down her hands to apologize after getting a blank stare.

"Okay, my fault, I shouldn't have said that." The straight man's apology also has a straight man's style, "But you really have to take care of your body, do you have regular checkups?" Song Zishu annoyed him, "You have to be careful What about the body!"

"I'm very careful, I still have regular checkups." Hong Shiying didn't think there was anything he couldn't say about it. "You still have to protect your body after playing. If something really happens, it's too late for you to regret it."

Song Zishu, whose temples were twitching, choked out "Get out~" from between his teeth.

Hong Shiying looked at her with disapproval, "You are still angry for your own good, can you just change the speed at which you change boyfriends without checking, don't look at the good parents and think that everything is good, and you won't tell when they are sick. , There are still people who don’t know that they are sick. You said that it would be embarrassing if you fell on it. Not only embarrassing but also harmful to the body, we must prevent it.” Thinking about it, it is very serious, and said seriously, “If the reporter finds out about this, You can quit the circle, it's not a joke."

Song Zi was so angry that her chest hurt, she covered her head with her left hand and clenched her fist with her right hand against her chest, and said sullenly, "I'm a boyfriend, so I'm not promiscuous!"

"I didn't say you were promiscuous, I said you changed boyfriends quickly." Hong Shiying told her not to misunderstand, he didn't mean to quarrel, "What is promiscuity, you are a serious lover anyway, at most it is sex| Many companions."

Song Zishu slapped the table and stood up, "What's the difference!"

Hong Shiying looked at him in surprise, "Why are you so excited? Of course there is a difference. Even if you have a boyfriend for two months, you only have one partner in two months. If you have promiscuous sex, you might change two partners in one day. How can this be the same."

Song Zishu, who didn't think there was a difference at all, yelled at him, "I'm not fucking in a relationship, so I have to go to bed!"

"There's no one who can't have sex in a relationship." Hong Shiying waved her hand to wake her up, this kind of nonsense is meaningless at all.

Anxious Song Zishu couldn't speak his mind, "I won't go to bed when I'm in love!"

"Don't you want to say, you're still a virgin?" Hong Shiying's big face said 'I don't believe it', "How can there be a man who doesn't sleep with his girlfriend, you have changed so many boyfriends, you can't always be platonic." Don't think about it I knew it was impossible

"Who said that! Gong Yoo..." Song Zishu quickly closed his mouth, coughed dryly amidst Hong Shiying's surprised expression, and sat back in his seat, "Then what, don't you want to eat noodles?" Pointing to the previous noodle bowl "Let's eat."

Who still eats noodles at this time, Hong Shiying lay down on the table and stared at her, "Gong Yoo what Kong Yoo? Didn't Gong Yoo sleep with you? Is it true or not? Can he not? Fuck! True or false?! Then Senior is no longer good?! What is this...." The shocking secret!

"Shut up! Eat noodles!"

"Don't tell me! It's really not working? Have you tried it? What about the little blue pill? It doesn't work either? It doesn't work at all?" Hong Shiying stretched his arms and scratched on the table, excitedly "Say, talk, talk ~"

Song Zishu picked up the chopsticks and yanked them. Hong Shiying retracted her hands and squinted at her, "It's only because of gossip that I'm so angry, it's not because of you."

"Shut up, you can't do it, he's so nice!" Song Zishu threatened him by holding up his chopsticks, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll break your legs, all three of them will be broken!" Pointing the tip of the chopsticks down, Stress emphasizes "three!"

Hong Shiying, who pinched her lower leg reflexively, immediately opened her leg again, her mouth was very stiff, "Just talk nonsense, am I a nonsense person?"

Song Zishu slapped his chopsticks on the table, "Eat noodles!"

Hong Shiying...honestly grabbed the bowl and ate the noodles, after two mouthfuls she remembered "I won." Seeing that she didn't understand, she gestured to her with the noodles between her hands.

Song Zishu, who didn't feel that he was a loser at all, and didn't think that the mentally handicapped victory or loss was meaningful, was desperate for the straight man, "I'm not your first female friend, right? No matter how you are a friend, there are taboos, okay? How can you be like that?" Then talk."

Hong Shiying stuffed the noodles into his mouth, chewed slowly, and said after a while, "I don't know how to be friends with you, so I can only treat you as a brother." After speaking, he rolled the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth After taking a big mouthful, both cheeks puffed up, staring at the noodle bowl, stirred a larger roll with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, his bulging mouth couldn't even close.

Song Zishu took a breath, opened his mouth to say something but didn't know what to say, don't open his eyes and picked up the mango juice to drink, there was not much left and he drank it in two sips.Tilting the bottle with head up, hoping to drink the lowest-end juice, pouring the bottle twice and feeling too stupid, then putting the bottle back, holding the chopsticks and turning them like a pen in the hand, it’s so fun to stare at the chopsticks and turn the chopsticks Same.

A big house is not good at all. If there are few people, it will appear too spacious. A little sound in the open space can be amplified, such as...

'Ba Chi Ba Chi Ba Chi'

Song Zishu dropped his chopsticks, picked them up, and turned them again.

'Ba Chi Ba Chi Ba Chi'

This time the chopsticks did not drop, stopped for half a second, and continued to spin.

'Ba Chi Ba Chi Ba Chi'

Song Zishu took a shallow breath, thinking to himself that this is their culture, and Korean eating habits are like this, and the chopsticks continued to turn.

'Ba Chi Ba Chi Ba Chi'

The chopsticks...can't turn.

'Ba Chi Ba Chi Ba Chi'

As soon as Song Zishu grasped the chopsticks, he raised his head and said "You can't close it..." stuck because he couldn't close it.

Hong Shiying who stuffed too many noodles in his mouth couldn't close his mouth at all, the noodles overflowed, really overflowing, and there were two or three sticks hanging out.He didn't expect her to look over suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly, her mouth was also O-shaped, her bulging cheeks made her face round, and with a head, everything was round.

The two looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Hong Shiying was completely dumbfounded, Song Zishu bit her lip and pinched her thigh to calm herself down and hold back.

The person who came back to his senses first must be the most humiliated person. Hong Shiying shook his chopsticks and covered his face with both hands, and yelled at her, but he didn't know what he was yelling.Song Zishu silently turned around, turned her back to Hong Shiying, leaned on the back of the chair and laughed silently, the facial features of the laughing crowd were all crowded together, and she did not forget to relax and breathe for fear that he would find out.Suddenly I heard the sound of spitting something behind me, and I was yelled at just as I was about to turn my head back.

"Don't look!"

Song Zishu obediently didn't look at it, but her ears were pricked up, the sound of chairs moving, plastic bags rubbing against each other, plastic dishes being pulled by chopsticks, pouring things out.She knew what he was doing, she wanted to laugh but felt uncomfortable, her heart was stuffy, her shoulders slumped, her head lowered, she cursed secretly, she was so stupid.

I don't know who to scold.

"Okay, turn around." Hong Shiying knocked on the table, "Don't think I don't know if you have your back to me, just want to smile, what are you pretending to be."

Song Zishu didn't turn around, but folded his hands on the back of the chair, resting his chin on the back of his hands and looking at the decorative painting on the wall. The painting was a sea of ​​tulips, an oil painting.It's not a work by a famous artist, but she bought it because it looks good. No, it seems to be a gift from someone, I can't remember.

"How do you get along with your female friends?"

"Changing the subject?"

"Tell me."

Hong Shiying looked at the back of her head and didn't know what she was doing, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so she said, "Separate people, the other party will talk to her after three ways, isn't there that kind of woman who is very playful?" , If you look serious, you will avoid it." After speaking, she was afraid that she would misunderstand herself and say that she was not serious, and added, "There is no such thing as boyfriend and girlfriend, they are divided into people, and there are men who don't talk about those, just a few." More I feel wrong, does this still mean that she is not serious "I mean..."

"I don't like it." Song Zishu interrupted him, staring at the oil painting and recalling who sent the painting, and said, "I don't like talking to you about that, I don't like Shangsanlu and Xiasanlu, can you pay attention next time?" ?”

Hong Shiying moved his shoulders, fumbled in his pocket to take out a cigarette, and replied "Got it."

Song Zishu couldn't remember who gave the oil painting, but vaguely remembered it was a man?Did you become a boyfriend later?Can't remember "I don't like it when you always yell at me, and you start provoking out of nowhere, as if you can die if you follow my words, it's very annoying."

Hong Shiying smoked a cigarette and brought it to his lips, paused for a moment, "Oh." When he was about to light the fire with a cigarette in his mouth, he heard another sentence, "Change?" Licking the cigarette butt with the tip of his tongue, he reached out to smoke the cigarette from his mouth, and replied, "I will try my best."

The lighter ignites the flame and burns the cigarette butt, sparks gas smoke, and the smell of food in the air is slowly covered by the smell of tobacco.

"I don't like to try my best. What I ask is whether to change or not."

"It's almost done."

"To change or not to change."

"Don't overdo it."

"Change, or not?"

"Ah, am I your boyfriend? What should I change?"

Song Zishu couldn't remember who gave the oil painting, and she didn't want to anymore. She turned around and sat back, and looked at Hong Shiying with her chin in her hands, "How about I give you a strategy?"

Hong Shiying, who was smoking a cigarette, asked her, "What strategy?"

"Strike my strategy."

"WTF?"

"It's just to tell you how to please me and make me like you." Song Zishu said very seriously, "I can't guarantee 100% if I follow it. There should be a success rate of 90.00%. It's up to you."

Hong Shiying thought she was joking, raised her head and exhaled smoke, and reluctantly 'followed' her, "Let's listen to it."

"First of all," Song Zishu slid his index finger up and down at him, "When you see me, you should dress up well, this outfit is not good. Your face is not bad, but I always think of you when you were a little fat man. In order to completely change my impression, you have to Pack yourself up and appear in front of me anytime and anywhere, subtly making me only remember your handsome appearance. It sounds a bit troublesome, right? Chasing girls is already troublesome, bear with it."

Looking down at Hong Shiying, who thinks it's okay to dress up, she wants to retort, but... "What's next?"

"Secondly, you have to follow me in everything. If I'm right, follow me. If I'm wrong, follow me." Song Zishu retracted her arms and fell back on the chair. "Even if you don't want to follow me, you have to coax me in a roundabout way. I haven’t found it yet, it’s a test of EQ. You may not be good at what you say, but monkeys can evolve into humans, so maybe there’s a miracle.”

Hong Shiying, who cursed in her heart, bit her cigarette butt to signal her to continue.

Song Zishu can talk a lot, you have to remember what she likes to eat, even if her taste changes frequently, maybe what you liked before suddenly doesn't like it, you still have to remember, in case something she doesn't like, she will lose her temper ;Her information should be answered in seconds, even at work, she doesn't care whether she is working or not, only when she is working; don't ask her any strange questions, such as where you go, who you are with, She is fair about whether there is a man or something, and she will not ask him, but he will show up when she wants to see him.

"and also......"

"and also?"

Hong Shiying, who had finished smoking a single cigarette, pressed the cigarette butt hard to tell her to stop talking nonsense, "Do you think you are the daughter of a president? There are so many demands, whether to find a boyfriend or a dog." She shrunk the cigarette butt into a ball. Withdrawing his hand, he endured the word 'change' for a long time and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He started to taunt, "You'd better find a boyfriend who meets your requirements, otherwise you'll be single for the rest of your life!"

"some."

"have what?"

"Such a boyfriend."

"how is this possible."

"really have."

Hong Shiying didn't believe it, "Who?"

"Many people, my exes, are like this." Song Zishu leaned over the table to get the cigarette case in front of him, and when he sat back, he said to the straight man who didn't believe it, "I'll break up if I'm not satisfied. This is the reason why I change boyfriends so quickly, as long as there is a little dissatisfaction, the current one will become the ex."

The straight man couldn't understand it at all, he hooked his fingers and asked her to throw the cigarette case over, "Why didn't I find out that there are so many psychopaths out there." Then he thought, "How can you ask for so much from Gong Yoo?"

Song Zishu gave him a thumbs up and praised him for discovering the bug, "I have no demands on Gong Yoo."

"Why!"

"I like him."

"Then why are the others together?"

"The others are game characters."

"What is a game character?"

"It's the background board of the game."

"What a mess."

Song Zishu, who lowered his head and lit his cigarette, bit his cigarette butt and said vaguely, "You just need to understand it that way. There are mobs and bosses in love games, and Gong Yoo is a boss, so he needs to be treated specially." He lit the cigarette and took a puff, holding the cigarette in his left hand and putting the lighter in his right hand. The cigarette case slides to him along the table.

Hong Shiying, who was holding down the sliding firework, still couldn't understand, "What about Lee Joo Hyuk? Kim Jae Wook's? Are they also bosses?"

"Jin Caiyu can skip it, he is special in another sense, there is no need to discuss it." Song Zishu told him another person worth discussing, "Li Zhuhe is the one who came to attack me, that's what I said A type of high emotional intelligence that I can but can't let me discover, promoted from a game NPC to a player type."

The more Hong Shiying listened, the more confused she opened the cigarette case and took out the cigarette, asking her to speak bluntly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say, you don't have to be friends with me." Song Zishu took a puff of cigarettes, and the smoke from his lips slowly covered his face and blocked his expression, "I owe you a lot of favors, those things only cost a few meals I don't know, if you want to chase me, I will give you a strategy, if you think you can do it, then we will try it, if you can't..."

Hong Shiying interrupted her with a loud voice, "What do you call it a strategy? It's obviously to persuade you to quit, okay! Who would like that kind of princess in the terminal stage!"

Song Zishu smiled, "Many people like it, including you."

Hong Shiying, who grabbed the lighter and tried to smash her, was unhappy, "I said I don't like you anymore, how many times have I said it, why do you have to tell me these things? Is it interesting to remind me again and again that you are not interested in me? I don’t want to be friends, just say it, I’m not Lee Joo Hyuk and I’m still pestering you, it’s like I’d die without you!”

"You think too much, he can live well without me." Song Zishu smiled and told him with a cigarette holder in his mouth, "What you saw was that brother playing sadomasochism with me, no, it's not like Li Zhuhe doesn't have women It’s not the type that can’t live without being in love. He has his own life plan and his own goals to achieve. I’m just a little special but not the most special one. The most special one is himself. That brother likes me but loves himself .”

Hong Shiying felt that what she said was nonsense, "Who among us doesn't love ourselves, we have to put you first? Why is your face so big?"

Song Zishu turned her head to show him her small face even if she was photogenic. Surprisingly, she didn't refute him, but said, "We all love ourselves, I do, he does, and you do too."

"so what?"

"So, I'm kind of homesick."

Hong Shiying couldn't understand the sudden words, "What are you trying to say?"

"I didn't want to, but I accepted it, and it's too troublesome to go around, and it's hypocritical." Song Zishu lowered his head and smiled, raised his head and took a puff of cigarettes, and said with a smile, "I accepted it pretty well, and I'm all going to the career line. Going forward, Otome's game has played a career line, and the acceptance is great. But it can't be blamed on me, this world is real and beautiful, I live my life everywhere, why don't I choose a place that makes me feel better? How about you think you have immigrated abroad?"

Hong Shiying, who didn't understand at all, was confused, and Song Zishu continued to say, "Who would have thought that I was hit by Li Zhuhe with a sap, and instantly woke up. Ah, I am a game character."

"Did he hit you?" Hong Shiying frowned, "An adjective or something?"

"I think the clear soup noodles my mother ordered, even though she babbled all day about why it's not good to eat takeaway, the next noodle is full of grass, and there's not even a minced meat, it's enough." Song Zishu said to himself, speaking in Chinese, "I think The wonton stand in front of the house may not be delicious, but it has been open for many years, from snacks to restaurants, and I always feel that the taste of other wontons is not the same. I think..."

Hong Shiying knocked on the table to interrupt her, "Please speak Korean." What the hell.

Song Zishu, who switched to Korean, spread out his palm and curled his ring finger and little finger, leaving only three fingers, "I have three choices, you, Kim Jae-yu and Lee Joo-hyuk. Brother Jae-yu..." Shaking his head, "Forget it, everyone else It's inappropriate to bother people after starting over." The middle finger curled up and lowered the wrist, and the remaining two fingers gestured at him with a pistol posture "What about you, do you want to play? Because of our coordination in some aspects, what? It’s hard to come up with a happy ending, the CG picture might be very beautiful. After all, I’m so pretty, and you’re okay too.”

Feeling that the conversation was getting weirder, Hong Shiying glanced at the beer on his side and then at the mango juice on hers, and asked suspiciously, "Have you had a drink before I came?"

"No~" Song Zishu shook his head and said the most sober words since entering the game, "I need a partner to end this game, would you like to be my partner?" before he was about to speak He thought clearly "As long as you agree, I will do my best to fall in love with you, even if it's a self-guided strategy, it's okay, if you don't want to, just treat me as if I drank fake wine, and then I'm just a friend, but I probably don't have much time Contacting you, dating is very busy, I have to turn on the phone, and I have to keep spinning."

Hong Shiying really felt that she drank fake wine, and even suspected that the mango juice might be mango wine, and he bought the wrong one.Even if it might be the truth, there is a one-in-a-million chance that it is the truth that he encountered, and he is not in the mood to gamble.It's not that I don't dare or don't want to, it's just...

"Would you like to wake up and talk to me again?"

Song Zishu chuckled, stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette, and when he withdrew his hand, he stood up and signaled to him, "Thank you for coming to the rescue today, I'm a little tired."

Hong Shiying, who was full of question marks, didn't forget to pick up the garbage she had created when she got up. From suspecting that she drank fake wine to suspecting that she was sick, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine, I can't be better." Song Zishu pushed his shoulder to make him not stop and continue walking.

Being pushed forward, Hong Shiying became even more worried. She turned around and asked her what was wrong, whether she was sick or stressed, or that the character in the book that Gong Yoo was about to start filming had mental disorders and so on.He also told her not to shy away from medical treatment and to see a psychiatrist. He also had panic disorder before, so that's okay.

Hong Shiying who was standing outside the door still wanted to talk, but was taken aback by her open arms, "What are you doing?"

"Hug." Song Zishu looked at the stunned big boy with a smile, "Hug or not?"

"No way..."

Before finishing speaking, Hong Shiying, who was hugged by someone, froze hands and feet, didn't know where to look in his eyes, and felt the other person's temperature before he was in a hurry, the girl hugging him had already let go of him.

Song Zishu smiled and waved at him, "Goodbye."

"Oh? Oh...oh." Hong Shiying didn't come back to his senses before he understood what she meant, and turned around quickly to leave, but when he walked out of the courtyard, he realized that something was wrong. He turned to ask her, but when he turned around, he saw him turning back Song Zishu raised her hand again to bid him farewell, feeling that something was wrong in her heart because her smiling face dissipated, she extended her arms and shook her.

This time I really left.

Hong Shiying who left didn't see Song Zishu standing at the door until his car drove away. That was an angle that the rearview mirror couldn't see. Of course, he didn't hear a sentence that he couldn't hear because of the distance...

"Nice to meet you, goodbye, Hong Shiying."

In the middle of the night, Li Juhyuk, who was officially broken in love, took Quan Zhilong, who was devoted to composing music and didn’t want to talk to his friends, to occupy the private room of the nightclub where Quan Zhilong provoked him before.He really called the whole world, everyone he knew and didn't know, as long as he had contact information, he sent a group text message, so that the whole venue gathered the configuration that if the heroine Song Zishu was present, he would definitely be able to open the Shura venue.

The difference with the Quanzhilong group is that there are more beauties in this bureau. They are all models with long legs. There are many famous models and more unknown models. came in.What's even more different is that before Quan Zhilong revolved around Song Zishu, now Li Zhuhe is stuck in the crowd of women, and even Quan Zhilong is squeezed out of Yingyingyanyan's encirclement. Li Zhuhe, who is full of charm He's lethality is at full level.

Quan Zhilong laughed angrily, is this the so-called taking him out to relax?Who is relaxing?

Standing in the corner, Li Xinghe hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't hold back his bad taste, took a short video with his mobile phone and sent it to Song Zishu, with a sentence, this is a man~

The man in the video is surrounded by girls, laughing and laughing, pushing a cup and changing a cup, even smoking a cigarette, which is called a cool play.Less than 30 seconds after the video was sent, the man seemed to have received a text message, with grapes fed to him in his mouth, and a cigarette holder covered in lipstick marks in his left hand. girl, right hand in pocket fumbling for phone.

When Quan Zhilong was thinking about whether to go back to work or not, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the guy who said he was free, and he chased Song Zishu if he wanted to, suddenly jumped up from the sofa, climbed over the mountain of meat and wanted to go out, but was caught by N The girls who thought he was playing with him grabbed and refused to let go, and dragged him back abruptly.

Quan Zhilong stared at his brother who was struggling to get away for a while, then took out his mobile phone to call Song Zishu, and opened the video to play a live broadcast for her.The answer over there was quick. As soon as the video started, Quan Zhilong, who wanted to show her the live broadcast, was broadcast live. Seeing Chun Se, who was so provocative because of bending over, he was speechless for a moment. It was Song Zishu who greeted him first, and he was able to back to God.

"You..." Quan Zhilong coughed, "What are you doing?"

Song Zishu gestured at him and said something, but he couldn't hear him.Quan Zhilong blinked his eyes, the roaring music made him realize that Song Zishu couldn't hear what he was saying.But it doesn't matter, who cares about the brother at this time, he walked directly to the balcony to find a quiet place, but before he reached the balcony, there was a sudden laughter behind him, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw Li Zhuhyuk's clothes Running outside indiscriminately, it was difficult to run, because everyone thought he was playing and wanted to stop him.

Such a difficult and funny picture must be shared with the girl. The result of the sharing is that Quan Zhilong never moved his eyes from the phone. It was not until the girl gestured to him with his hand that he realized that Li Juhyuk was out of the camera. There is no one here anymore.

An hour later, the disheveled man in the video appeared at the door of Song Zishu's house in his pajamas. Not to mention his disheveled clothes, even his hair was washed and blow-dried, but it was fluffy and smooth. It was absolutely impossible to tell what he was doing before. At most, he was woken up while sleeping.

Li Zhuhe, who spent an hour standing at the door of Song Zishu's house like a war, did not ring the doorbell, but bent down to study the combination lock.There are only five chances to try and make mistakes, and once you make a mistake for the sixth time, you will be automatically locked.In other words, Li Zhuhe only had four chances, and the fifth time he couldn't use it. It was really locked and he couldn't get in, and it was very troublesome for Song Zishu to get out.

Li Zhuhe has four chances, but he doesn't think he has to try until the last time. Based on what he knows about Song Zishu, she specially sent such a text message. The password her little girl would use should be... ..

The door of 'Didi' was opened, and it was a success.

Li Zhuhe tried hard to suppress the corners of his raised mouth, stood at the door to calm down, opened the door, and walked in.through the hall