Han Yu's mountain flower Zhengyan

Park Hye-yeon opened a shop on Garosu-gil Road after returning to China, called Fortuitous, by chance.

There are two floors in total. The downstairs is a bookstore, but it does not sell books. There are novels, comics, even world famous books and various magazines. Guests can choose a book they like and take it upstairs to read while drinking coffee.

Probably this kind of combination is quite novel, and the business will be very good once it opens.

One time, the two presidents of AOMG and the president's wife, who stayed up all night in the studio, came out early in the morning to find something to eat, and happened to enter Fortuitous, and it happened that Park Hye-yeon came early that day because she had nothing to do.

Because of her own experience, or perhaps because she has been in the UK for a long time, Park Hye-yeon has a relatively cold personality, and it is easy to give people a feeling of aloofness and otherworldliness.

Coupled with her face that combined all the advantages of her parents, she only came to work for a few days when the coffee shop first opened, and the number of male customers in the shop increased by several percent, and the desserts in the shop were delicious. Therefore, there are also many female customers, resulting in better business than others.

This is a world that depends on faces. When two girls stand in front of one another, the most beautiful one always catches people's attention first.

So when the waiter in the store served coffee, AOMG□□ was still drowsy and unable to keep up, just wanted to eat something quickly and go home to sleep.

But when Park Huiyan came over with a few plates of snacks, they were immediately amazed that it would be good to stay a little longer, and drinking two more cups of coffee would also refresh them.

"This is a new product that our store has just launched. Shrimp and egg dumplings. The first ten customers who enter the store are free. Please use it slowly." Except for weekends, fortuitous usually does not open so early.

And today is the weekend.

"Kangsang Hamida." Sai Mengdi happened to be sitting outside, and the gentleman took the plate in her hand, and joked by the way, "Even your shop assistants are so beautiful, no wonder the business is so good."

It's only past nine o'clock in the morning, and there are no other guests except the four of them. Park Huiyan thought they were regular customers, so she smiled lightly, said "please use it slowly" after the things were delivered, and left.

Since she was a child, she has seen a lot of admiring gazes from the opposite sex. During the ten years abroad, there was not a single company or at least one platoon of people who chased her, so she was already able to calmly face "molestation".

What's more, the four of them were unshaven and exhausted, and they didn't have the image that an artist should have. Park Huiyan never paid attention to the black bubble circle, so naturally they didn't know each other.

Park Hye-yeon took the empty tray and walked slowly back to the cash register. Yesterday, she accompanied her younger brother to the Seoul National University for an interview and didn't come to the store. She took advantage of the fact that there were no customers, so she counted yesterday's accounts.

She was busy looking at the account book, but she didn't notice that one of the customers at the only table in the store always looked at her from time to time.

Sai Mengdi quietly kicked President Park, who was sitting across from him, under the table. He didn't expect to bump into LOCO when he retracted his foot. Seeing that both of them were looking at him, he winked at them.

Following his gaze, the two of them saw that the front of their AOMG was absent-mindedly eating, while peeking at the beautiful woman.

"Cough!" President Park coughed lowly, turned his eyes away from the facade of his house and looked at himself, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smirk: "Why don't you wait for your treat and ask the beauty for a phone number while paying? "

The face-faced gentleman who had been exposed bit his lip, hesitated for two seconds, and raised his hand decisively to make a gesture: "OK."

However, it is not so easy to get the phone number. When they went to check out, the cashier had already changed people.

"Where was that lady just now?"

"Are you talking about our president?" Zhen. The cashier girl looked at the four slightly familiar faces in front of her, and said with a smile: "Our president just answered the phone and left, probably at home. Is something wrong?"

"President?" Several people were a little surprised. They thought he was just a waiter, but who knew it was the boss.

It was only then that Gray remembered that she wasn't wearing a shop assistant uniform just now, just a casual long shirt and jeans, but she was already too beautiful, like a little fairy.

At this time, I heard the very cute cashier lady with a pouty face say:

"nei, if I'm not mistaken, what you just asked was our president of the beautiful woman, and you happened to be the one hundredth person who asked me, but I still can't tell you her phone number, but—" She took out a pad and a water-based pen from the drawer, "I am a fan of AOMG, if you can sign me, I can tell you the name of the president."

Sai Mengdi teased her: "If you sign, can't you tell me the phone number?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl refused without even thinking about it, "Team Ang, the salary and treatment in our store are better than other places, I don't want to lose this job."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hand with strong bones stretched out, took the pen and paper in her hand, "swiped" the two signed, and handed the pen and paper to the others.

Oh, for the happiness of the brothers, just sign your name.

The last four people signed their names and got the name of President Park Huiyan. In addition, the little girl may really like them and gave them two gifts - Park Huiyan's English name Aurora, and she is an overseas Chinese who came back from the UK.

Jay Park: "It's the same surname as mine. Sure enough, everyone with the surname Park is Yan Zan."

LOCO silently spit out a name: "Park Myung Soo."

"Hahaha." Emperor Saimeng was amused and laughed, and then seemed to remember something, and said, "Aurora Pu? Where did you hear this name?"

"Aurora Park, Park Hye-yeon, Korean-American, won the Lausanne International Ballet Championship at the age of 17, and entered the Royal Ballet at the age of 18. At that time, she was called the second Jiang Xiuzhen of the Republic of Korea by the media."

The three of them looked at Gray in surprise. They thought he was just interested in hunting when he saw a beautiful girl, but they didn't expect that he knew all about his past, so why was he so anxious to ask her name just now?

As if he knew what they were thinking, Gray smiled and said, "At first I just thought it was, but I just found out her name before I was sure."

He was very depressed for a while, not knowing what he wanted to do and what he could do.

Until one day, I accidentally saw a video on Youtube. In the video, a little girl in a white dance dress was dancing. In a certain scene, she finally stopped after spinning for an unknown number of times, looking back and smiling at the camera.

He heard the sound of spring flowers blooming in an instant, and what was particularly tacky was that that smile was like a ray of sunshine, allowing him to find an exit in his confusion.

Since then, he has started his music journey, and he has also started to pay attention to the news of the little girl.

The video he saw on Youtube was a clip of her participating in the Lausanne International Ballet Competition. After that, she joined the Royal Ballet. After that, it is difficult to see the news again. Only sporadic performances can be found on the Internet occasionally. video clip.

But how did she return home?Moreover, it seems that he intends to live in the country for a long time. Will he not dance ballet in the future?

It's hard to imagine that the girl who easily completed 32 whip turns would stop dancing. Even a layman like him would feel it's a pity.

Later, when the girl said with a lonely face, "I can't dance anymore", he knew what it was like to be "heartache".

The author has something to say: the more I write, the more bloody I get, I've successfully dazzled myself...