The Tall, Rich and Handsome Life of a Black-bellied Girl 2

The afternoon before the National Day holiday, I was very excited. First, I was very happy to see Sheng Yin. Second, this was my first time traveling abroad, so I was a little nervous.

"I asked you to play with us and you didn't go, where are you going with so much luggage?" Wang Zixian asked curiously.

"Just go back..." I responded casually.

"Need to bring clothes to go home? Lie, tell me the truth!" Wang Zixian saw through my lies at a glance.

"Oh, why are you so gossip! I'll go to Korea."

"Hey, traveling abroad? Alone? Oh, I see, you are going to see your girlfriend, right? Your girlfriend is really in Korea." Yang Liang interjected.

"Why doesn't she study in China? Could it be that she is Korean, what does she study?" Wang Zixian went on and on about gossiping.

"She is half Korean, and she studies trade." I replied a little impatiently.

"...Okay, see you next week then"

After all, Wang Zixian and Yang Liang are great.

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I boarded the plane at 7:[-] Beijing time, looked at the clouds for more than two hours with excitement, and arrived at [-]:[-] Seoul time.

After all, it is the first time to fly a plane, so I am quite excited, and I am even more happy because I miss Sheng Yin.

When I came out of the waiting hall, I dragged my suitcase and looked around looking for Sheng Yin's figure, completely ignoring the sleepy-eyed two people who were walking slowly behind me.

"...Xiaohe!" In the crowd, that familiar figure shouted to me. Although her hairstyle and clothes changed, I could recognize her at a glance.

"Sheng Yin!!" I ran over excitedly, hugging the person in front of me who was thinking about it day and night.

"Sheng Yin~" At this moment, the deep yearning and thousands of words are also gathered into these two comfortable words.

"Husband~" Sheng Yin was also tightly in my arms, responding to me.

"Hey, the two of you are really enough, everyone, you want to show your affection and go back and show it!" Xiaohe took Wan'er and walked slowly behind me and complained.

Ignoring her complaints, I stayed with Sheng Yin for a while longer before I let Sheng Yin out of my arms, held her hand, and let her lead me away.

"Are you tired? If you are tired, I will take you back to rest first." Sheng Yin asked considerately.

"I'm not tired! What's so tiring about flying, it's not flying." I teased her half-jokingly.

Sheng Yin looked at Xiaohe again, to see what they meant.

"Not tired, we just came here to play, how can you be tired if you haven't played yet." Xiaohe also replied with a smile.

"Oh, okay, then I will take you as a tour guide today. There are not many interesting places in Seoul, and the shopping is not bad. I will take you to Apgujeong first."

"Okay, shopping is my favorite." Wan'er's eyes lit up suddenly, with a happy smile on her face.

After leaving the terminal, there was a silver-white nanny car waiting outside. The driver stood in front of the car, and when he saw Sheng Yin coming out, he hurriedly followed.

"Take your luggage back first, I'll go play with them." Sheng Yin explained to the driver fluently in Korean that I couldn't understand at all.

"Miss? This..." The driver looked embarrassed.

"What are you dawdling about? You haven't loaded your luggage into the car yet! By the way, I don't want to live in Jiangnan, but move to Qingtandong. Do you understand, go quickly."

"Okay..." After Sheng Yin said in a bad tone, the driver reluctantly carried our luggage into the car.

"I'll ask the driver to take the luggage back to the residence first, and let's go play." Sheng Yin looked at us and explained with a confused expression on his face.

Then Sheng Yin stopped a taxi and took us to Apgujeong, one of the most prosperous places in Seoul.

Walking on this street that represents the fashion level of Korea, the four of us can be said to be particularly eye-catching, and the combination of handsome men and handsome women has an absolute 100% return rate.

However, Sheng Yin didn't seem interested in such courtesy, he was wearing glasses and a hat.

"Sheng Yin, what are you doing? Are you embarrassed to be with me?" I saw her jokingly covering herself so tightly.

"Korea has the most paparazzi, I don't want to be in the headlines."

"Huh? You're not a star, how can you make headlines?" I asked curiously.

Sheng Yin looked up and gave me a white look through the sunglasses.

Xiaohe really wanted to understand Sheng Yin's intention, and made a relief.

"Doesn't Wang Hecong, who is famous in China, even make headlines?"

"That's different. She made headlines on her own initiative. Sheng Yin is different. She didn't flaunt her wealth."

"But I'd better be careful. If I report it, my dad will find out."

Sheng Yin muttered softly.

"Ah, doesn't your dad know that we are playing friends?" I seem to have found the point.

"Of course not. He will be unhappy if he knows that I secretly ask for leave and don't go to the company for an internship."

"oh, I see."

Here I was having a good chat with Sheng Yin, when two girls who came suddenly stopped us.

"This brother, is he an intern? If he is so handsome, he will definitely become famous. Can you sign for us in advance?" One of the female voices took out a notebook and asked.

Anyway, I was at a loss and didn't know what they were talking about. I watched Sheng Yin and waited for her to translate.

"She said you look like a star, so she wants your autograph." Sheng Yin said with a smile, looking proud.

Then, Sheng Yin explained to the two young girls.

"He's not an intern, he's my boyfriend, he's Chinese, so he won't debut."

"Oh, I'm sorry." The two beauties retracted their notebooks and apologized before leaving.

"Oh, there is such a thing, why don't you ask me to sign it?" Xiaohe said sourly from the side.Then ushered in our common eyes.

But what happened to Sheng Yin's idiot-like smile just now.Is it because those two female voices praised me for being handsome, or did it make her happy that I looked like a star?

But it also made me feel that Koreans definitely don't care about other races.

As we walked and strolled, Xiaohe and Wan'er also bought a lot of things along the way, but I didn't buy anything, and I didn't want Sheng Yin to buy it for me, because I didn't need it, so there was no need to waste money.

When we arrived at the more central section of the pedestrian street, there were more people on the road, and a large group of people were watching the street performers.

"That's not a street performer. It's a way for unpopular interns to come out to exercise. It's also a way to accumulate popularity, or to see if there are scouts from big companies to find out."

"That's just street art, but the content is different." After refuting Sheng Yin's words, he pulled her to go up and have a look.

Walked in and took a look, Ang, no wonder it had to be red, it seemed that they were all the same.

Xiaohe and Wan'er also followed, watching curiously.

"Indeed, if they were more handsome, they might not have to come out, but why don't they go for plastic surgery?" Xiaohe asked.

"...The plastic surgery depends on the intention of their company. For example, for the same batch of trainees, the company will of course choose the most outstanding, hard-working, and most popular trainees to package. How can they all be big stars! I don't understand this, you two are stupid. .”

Sheng Yin explained to us angrily.

"That's right, but someone like me who is naturally beautiful can still be as popular without packaging." Xiaohe boasted confidently.

Originally, I wanted to refute her, but I forgot it after thinking about it, because I think she is indeed a natural beauty, so I should leave it to Wan'er to question her.

The author has something to say: I lost two points in my qualification certificate and was once discouraged and tired. I didn’t want to write an article after being hit a bit. Hey, but I always comfort myself. How can I know that it’s not a blessing? It’s my creed in life... ...Even if I can't find a job at all now, I will still write more, even though I think I am terrible at writing.

Finally, I want to complain about that letter, what do you mean you can't write below the head! !Then what do you want us to write! !What scale is this?Tsk tsk, the autopsy report also wrote the whole body, it is really enough.