[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

Seeing Quan Min's face, Liang Hongyuan thought that he really had some serious business, or that he had a conflict with the production team, so he said goodbye.

Pei Youli looked up at Quan Min, and Quan Min also looked down at her.

The two looked at each other like this, and there seemed to be nothing around them.

However, there were people coming and going in front of the studio, and many staff members were casting gossiping eyes.

"Pei Youli and Dean must have something to do."

"I've seen it a long time ago, and I will help her out during the audition."

"It's nice to be pretty..."

Pei Youli couldn't hear the whispered discussion, she followed the man in front of her upstairs.

What did Liang Hongyuan just say?

I want to go to the tutor group she is in charge of filming.

Although the meaning of the expression is quite obvious, it is not a confession after all, so he shouldn't misunderstand it, right?

No, why are you afraid of his misunderstanding.

She has nothing special to do with him.

Pei Youli feels that she is "crossing the river and tearing down the bridge" now, and learning a little arrangement will...

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm sorry."

Quan Min, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, and Pei Youli accidentally stepped on his heel.

"..." He turned around and leaned against the wall to look at her, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Pei Youli choked up, and the confusion in her eyes gradually rose like fog: "Didn't you have something to do with me?"

Hearing this sentence, Quan Min was speechless.

But thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have no position to question her.

And Liang Hongyuan actually didn't say anything serious, it's normal to express his affection for girls.

But during this period of getting along, Quan Min thought that the two of them were developing ambiguously in the direction of dating.

Does she really not understand or is she pretending?

He was growing restless.

"Just now, why didn't you ask me for an autograph."

Quan Min didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the ground, and his expression was slightly awkward.

Pei Youli:? ? ?

What an unexpected question.

"because……"

She suddenly realized that he was using declarative sentences, as if he only wanted to express the facts, complaining about his different treatment, rather than really wanting to hear an explanation.

"Senior Zico's signature is not what I want, my classmate asked me for help."

Quan Min calmed down a little.

"When is your signature available?"

Quan Min understood Pei Youli's meaning within a few seconds of reaction.

They spend more time in private and are closer than others.

Quan Min suppressed the corners of his lips that began to rise unconsciously: "Then today's performance..."

Pei Youli immediately gave a thumbs up with both hands: "It's totally crazy!"

She was holding the script, but when she moved, the script fell to the ground.

The two bent down to pick it up at the same time, and one grabbed one side of the book.

After looking at Pei Youli for half a second, Quan Min let go of his hand.

"In the evening... I'll take you home."

"I'm going to work part-time tonight."

"Convenience store?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll take you there."

Quan Min sighed "It's hard work" in his heart, and his gaze towards Pei Youli gradually softened.

"...Alright, I'll go back to work first."

Pei Youli can't stay for too long.

"Stab, stab—"

"Youli, have you seen Dean?"

Coincidentally, the walkie-talkie in his hand rang, and it was Quan Taiyu.

"You were with me just now, but now you seem to be back." She raised her eyes to look at Quan Min, and replied half-truthfully.

"That's good," Quan Taiyu's voice came again, "The audio has been empty for too long."

Even when he was there, the audio was empty.

Pei Youli, who wanted to refute, only opened her mouth: "He should be here soon."

She signaled Quan Min to go back to the artist waiting room with her eyes.

The latter walked forward slowly with his trouser pockets in his hands.

"..." Pei Youli turned off the walkie-talkie and urged, "Hurry up!"

Only then did Quan Min's pace increase a bit.

The matter of Yu Zhihao came to an end, but the matter of Liang Hongyuan has not yet been resolved.

But he has no name to ask the export.

Quan Min thought about it.

It's time for a credit.

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It was already late at night after the four mentor performances, and Kwon Tae-woo proposed to send his fellow colleagues home.

Pei Youli, who already had an appointment with Quan Min, naturally declined.

"You don't have a car... Ah, I see," Quan Taiyu was puzzled for a while, then realized, "Then let's go first."

Other staff: ? ? ?

"Understand what?"

"I understand too."

"Is it just me who doesn't understand?"

"Obviously, Xiao Li is going on a date."

"What? You Li has a boyfriend?"

"Maybe...not a boyfriend."

Park Jae-won, who had been hit by Quan Yuzhi, looked complicated.

Other colleagues will get it wrong: "Ah, maybe it's a girlfriend."

Park Jae-won shook his head and remained silent.

Forget it, it's better for her if he doesn't say it.

Park Jae-won decided to be a decent person.

On the other side, Pei Youli waited until the production team had almost left before quietly leaving through the side door.

Kwon Min's car was parked on the side of the road, very conspicuous in the deserted street at night.

Pei Youli looked at both sides and got into the car after finding nothing suspicious.

"There should be no fans or paparazzi, don't worry." Quan Min tapped the seat belt buckle.

Pei Youli immediately pulled out her seat belt and fastened it: "I'm worried that there are colleagues who haven't left."

"Worried about what they are doing?" Quan Min seemed unintentional, "We are not a couple."

The words were abrupt and strange, Pei Youli glanced at him: "I'm afraid of misunderstanding."

Quan Min pursed his lips slightly, turned on the music, and played a soft song: "Go to sleep, it will take more than 20 minutes to arrive."

Ilsan Studio is located in Gyeonggi-do, some distance away from Seoul.

"Okay." Pei Youli responded softly, tilting her head and sticking her arms.

In the car on weekdays, if there are other people around, she can't sleep.

But Quan Min drove very smoothly, the speed was so slow that people could almost forget that it was a sports car, coupled with the hypnotic music, Pei Youli gradually became drowsy.

It is easy to dream when she is tired, and soon, countless scenes began to fight in her mind.

Quan Min occasionally looks sideways at Pei Youli.

Her posture was not quite right, and she slept in a very uncomfortable sleep.

There are more than ten seconds left before the red light, so it is definitely too late to help her adjust now.

Quan Min thought for a moment, stepped on the accelerator when the green light turned on, then temporarily turned on the double flashing lights, and stopped on the side of the road.

Pei Youli was still sleeping soundly, her head no longer shaking like a chicken pecking at rice.

After a long period of training, the low ponytail she wore was already a bit messy, piled on the side of her tender face, covering her white earlobes.

Quan Min leaned against the back of the driver's seat, and looked at her sideways for a while.

He wanted to reach out and pinch Pei Youli's cheek, but he was afraid of waking her up, so he only stretched out a few centimeters, then retracted it.

There was a gear between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's, and it was inconvenient to adjust the seat, so Quan Min got out of the car and walked around to the other side.

He carefully opened the door a crack first, gently supported Pei Youli's arm that was holding the window, and then slowly lowered her seat.

Quan Min felt that he didn't use much strength and his movements were small, but he still woke up the sleeping girl.

The moment she opened her eyes, he was leaning on the inside of the seat with one hand and adjusting the buttons on the outside of the seat with the other.

Quan Min was taken aback by the unprepared stares, and his body slid down a little due to fright.

His lips just stopped a few millimeters from the tip of her nose.

Quan Min: ...

He died before he got out of the apprenticeship.

How would he explain the current situation?

However, Quan Min was not the only one who died.

Pei Youli, who hadn't recovered from the dream, called "Mom" reflexively.

Before the words fell to the ground, she quickly covered her mouth after realizing what stupid thing she had done.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Quan Min stepped back first, closed the car door and returned to the driver's seat.

"I just saw that you were not sleeping well, so I wanted to help adjust the seat."

[He is definitely not a strange person ahhh! ]

Quan Min shouted from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, Pei Youli was considerate: "Well, I know."

Quan Min stepped on the gas pedal again: "Then what did you dream about?"

[How come which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted? ]

Pei Youli was embarrassed: "My mother..."

"Oh."

"Uh-huh."

"What does your aunt do?"

"She's not in this world."

Quan Min:? ? ?

He turned to look at her in surprise, and the latter only returned a gentle smile.

"The uncle..."

"He's not there either."

Quan Min wanted to bite off his tongue.

Unaware of the truth, he felt that he not only successfully stepped on the thunder and killed the chatter, but also revealed Pei Youli's sad story.

No wonder she worked so hard, she turned out to be alone.

Quan Min faintly felt distressed.

"dean."

"Ok?"

Did she want to talk to him?He is totally ready.

Kwon Min pricked up his ears, but——

"I'm going to be late."

"Do you drive a sports car?"

Two consecutive crit attacks.

Quan Min stepped on the accelerator silently, and the speed of the car gradually increased accordingly.

When we arrived at the convenience store, we were still 5 minutes late.

The shift aunt understood nothing else, just stared at Quan Min for a while.

Youli's new boyfriend?

Why does it look so familiar?

There were too many people coming and going in the convenience store, and she had completely forgotten about Quan Min who had inquired about Pei Youli from the side.

After the aunt left, the two ate something casually.

Quan Min has always wanted to find an opportunity to raise his "name", but after several times, he felt a little blunt.

Until the ramen bowl bottoms out.

Pei Youli didn't ask him to pay.

"Not much, let me ask you."

"And learning to arrange music, you didn't say..."

Learning to arrange music?

Quan Min had an idea, pretending to hesitate: "Yes, I always forgot to mention it to you."

He looked serious, not as if he was deliberately teasing her.

Pei Youli's heart turned cold, and she counted the money with her fingers in her head.

How much do you owe the Space-Time Administration?Quan Min owes again here.

Where did all the money she earned go?

"What I want to say is that I have been forgetting to tell you that I don't want the money."

Pei Youli was startled.

Quan Min leaned on the counter, his eyes darkened.

"Would you like to try dating me?"

"A few days ago was a trial class."

"If you are my girlfriend, you can continue to learn the difficult arrangement knowledge."

He seems to be selling himself, and the last two sentences are the weight.

"If... If I don't agree, then the previous..."

"Don't be pressured, if you say no, you don't want it," Quan Min knew what Pei Youli wanted to ask, "I was very happy when I got along with you before, and I am willing to teach you."

He didn't want her response to be influenced by other factors.

Pei Youli tightened her fingers.

The target of the capture took the initiative to ask for a relationship, and even taught her how to arrange music for free.

What's so good about this?

Pei Youli felt that she got a big deal.

"Do you need to think about it? It's okay, I can wait for you." Quan Min said with understanding.

"Then..." Pei Youli walked down the ramp, "I'll think about it."

If he stayed in the same space any longer, Quan Min felt that the atmosphere would become even more awkward.

He made an excuse and left the convenience store.

The summer night is cool, and Kwon Min, who expresses his thoughts, is very comfortable.

The humming of cicadas could be heard faintly from the grass beside the road, and he was instantly inspired.

cicadas sing.

It is the singing of cicadas that accompany her through this summer.

Quan Min took out his phone and recorded the voice.

He got in the car and listened to it over and over again, tirelessly.

The audio files recorded by the phone are noisy, low quality, and need to be post-processed or re-recorded.

But, "Instagram" finally has the best opening sound effects.

A few hours later, Pei Youli, who had finished her part-time job, locked the doors and windows, turned around and saw a supercar not far away.

He was parked discreetly, not at all visible from his position at the cash register.

Pei Youli walked over.

The driver's seat was reclined a little, Quan Min leaned against the back of the seat, his baseball cap directly covered most of his face.

He fell asleep in the car.

Should have been exhausted to the extreme.

Pei Youli stood there holding her bag strap for a while, then lowered her head and dialed his phone.

The sound of the incoming call awakened Quan Min from his deep sleep: "Hey, you—"

"I've thought about it."

A clear voice interrupted his habitual hello.

Quan Min raised his eyes and looked in front of the car.

Pei Youli was standing under the warm yellow street lamp and looking at him with a smile, her ponytail that had been tied back was blown by the breeze, and she was snuggling up to her small chin.

"Let's date."

The soft eyebrows blend into the night, like a blurred painting.