[Korean Entertainment] The first girl group

At the end of the year, the Jiang family.

The family ate a table of New Year's Eve dinner lively.

The two old people in the Luo family haven't gotten along seriously with their granddaughter for two or three years, and this evening was even more joyful. They kept holding Jiang Salang's hand during meals, and kept asking questions while picking up food for her. How is she studying, is she busy with work recently, is there anyone who bullies her and her members in a short-sighted way...

Well, this is about what happened to Lin Hela before. It was too much trouble at that time, so the two old people were also alarmed.

In fact, these questions have been asked dozens of times in the past few days.

The old people liked her, but they really didn't know what to say.

So I can only repeat these topics over and over again, and Jiang Salang also listens with a smile all the time, occasionally resting his head on his grandmother's shoulder, and saying that he is fine with crooked eyes, Anywhere is fine~ No one dares to bully her~~~

This year, because the Chinese New Year is celebrated in Seoul instead of my hometown, and strictly speaking, the head of the family is Professor Jiang, not Luo Jingxi.Therefore, the Luo family's originally strict and complicated procedures such as ancestor worship were all omitted.At the same time, this is actually because Luo Jingxi is an elderly pregnant woman after all, and if she moves too much, she will easily lose her spirits, while Luo Jingyuan and the two old people are strictly guests, and Jiang Salang is at an age where she doesn't understand anything.So in the end, after everyone had a happy meal together, it went directly to the gift-giving session.

"Sa Long, come, come, let's see the gift that Auntie gave you first."

A group of elders were all sitting on the sofa, and Jiang Salang was standing alone on the carpet next to him, raising his arms flat, and when he was about to give his grandpa and grandma a New Year's greeting, Luo Jingyuan dragged his arms first.

Her aunt directly handed over a silk-wrapped box, stuffed it into the girl's arms, and urged:

"Open it, first open it."

It was a set of brightly colored Hanbok, with bright yellow jackets and peach red jackets and skirts, and the flowers were very pretty.

"Go and change it, change it and come back to salute."

Luo Jingyuan looked at her little niece expectantly, and the grandmother next to her also smiled kindly and said:

"Try it, my Sa Lang will definitely look good in this!"

So... just try it.

Ever since he was a child, Jiang Salang has never worn Hanbok a few times.The Luo family's family style is very strict and tends to be traditional, but her mother went to study abroad when she was young, and when she returned from school, she was a bit bohemian, and her father is a good man who can do anything.So when Jiang Salang was young, until he was abducted by Biao Renhou to the company, he had received a pure western education, um... In fact, it was free-range, or better known as liberating nature.

So not long after her debut, wearing a school uniform properly was defined by Shen Yazhong as having a wrong style of painting. This was purely a natural escape created by Luo Jingxi when she was a child.But at that time, maybe her own mother had already discovered that her daughter was getting more and more wrong, too lively and free and easy, not looking like a girl at all.Then my mother suddenly changed her style of painting again, and began to ask Jiang Salang to act like a lady...

For example, when walking, don't say that you move lightly with lotus steps, but at least you shouldn't take two steps and jump three times, as if the ground is on fire.

Jiang Salang was holding that set of Hanbok, and when he went upstairs to change it, he jumped up the stairs twice, and was immediately approved——

"Walk well!"

Four or five meters away, the elderly pregnant woman in the living room on the first floor turned her head and yelled out of breath.

The girl's bouncing movements stopped slightly, and then she immediately restrained her expression, holding the peach-colored skirt with both hands, imitating the appearance of those ladies from aristocratic families on TV, with her head slightly lowered and the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, and she tiptoed a little Go down little by little.

After turning the spiral staircase and finally appearing in front of everyone in the living room, everyone was slightly taken aback.

The young girl, dressed in red and green, is graceful and graceful.

She has short hair, which is still flying casually, she doesn't know how to arrange it, so she just doesn't care.But the sensual face before has completely turned into a smooth goose egg. The face is so small that it is only the size of a palm. Against the backdrop of black hair, it looks whiter and whiter, returning the facial features that have completely lost their childishness. Pull it out and take it off a little bit.

The eyebrows are like crescent moons, not as tough as sword eyebrows, but more dignified than willow leaves.His eyes are like lacquer, his nose is white, his small red mouth is slightly pursed, his eyes are full of joy, and he is smiling sweetly.

During this year, Jiang Salang has changed a lot.

This matter, a group of elders have already sighed with emotion several times.However, at this moment, I saw the girl walking lightly in Hanbok, like a naughty fairy coming out of a painting, or like a shy and timid young lady in her cardamom age in ancient times.

Suddenly, I had to feel emotional again——

My girl has really grown up!If this is set in ancient times, you can get married directly! ! !

"Look, how beautiful you look in a skirt!"

Luo Jingxi was obviously very pleasantly surprised and a little excited, so he simply stood up and looked at his daughter several times from front to back, from ear to ear.

"You usually don't like to dress up too much! After two days, after the mall opens, mom will accompany you to buy more new clothes! Buy bright colors! You have fair skin and are young, so you should wear more Pretty clothes in bright colors, dress up more!!"

My mother chattered endlessly, and I felt like I could drag him out to go shopping now.

Jiang Salang stood where he was, with his chest puffed up and his abdomen in under the scrutiny of his own mother, all on guard.But when I looked up, I saw the smiles of admiration in the eyes of my grandparents, fathers and aunts, and there was a sense of relief that "there is a girl in my family who is just growing up".The girl's heart... silently warmed up for a moment... and then froze again...

Well, she admitted that after changing her clothes just now, she also thought she looked good in the mirror, so she smeared her lipstick and blush...

However, God can testify!

She really just put on lipstick and a little blush!

Really...is it that pretty?

Standing in the living room, holding the jacket and skirt in both hands, Jiang smiled pretendingly reserved, but his heart was already full of joy.After paying homage to the elders of my parents and receiving the gifts and blessings from the elders, I ran back to the upstairs bedroom while everyone was not paying attention, turned on the brightest lights and took a pose...

Click~ Selfie is finished!

Fingers are moving on the phone, it’s Chinese New Year, as the only member of the team with a social account, I should give fans some benefits~~Isn’t it~~~~~~~

"Dear Messenger~ Happy New Year~~~"

The comments on Twitter are written directly in Korean.

In the photo, she is wearing a Hanbok and standing in front of her closet, with one hand on her face to make a V, and the other raised high...

So I took a picture of a smirk looking up at 45 degrees.

The out-of-print photo was sent out in less than 5 minutes, and it has already been flooded with various messages.

For example, some nympho and flirtatious——

"Ahhh my goddess is so beautiful!!! The screen is so dirty! I lick it!!!"

"This photo is poisonous! I just took a look at it and why did my heart beat faster!!! Captain, I love you!!!"

"Sa Long Zan! Please take a full-body photo! Please take a 360-degree photo from every angle! You choose the pose!"

For example, there is an inexplicable trend towards the weird——

"The little girl is so beautiful, she must be Lilac's own sister, right? Tell me, tell me, am I the only one who remembers the appearance of the goddess Yazhong in "The Painter of the Wind"?!!! So beautiful! And how can the two of them have facial features? It’s getting more and more like this?!!! How can it be like this?!!!”

"Go back upstairs, this is the power of true love! Welcome to Ya loveCP party!!!"

"Ya love is always recommended! Oh, Goddess Yazhong spoils me every time she looks at the maknae! I hope the goddess and the little goddess will always be together! No other man is worthy of you!!!"

"What the hell is going on upstairs...Yazhong and Salang actually have similar faces and noses, the overlap is at most three points, and the temperament is too different, Yazhong is a pure goddess! Salang is fresh and charming... ...It's all very beautiful and seductive..."

Of course, there are also blessings and expectations——

"Happy New Year Captain~~~I wish Bluebird will continue to make big shows this year~The second series is looking forward~~~"

"Great luck~ Great luck! 10 years is the year of the blue bird~ Waiting for you to kill the Quartet!!!"

Jiang Salang checked his phone on the second floor, picked out a few messages saying that he was looking forward to the second series, took screenshots of them, and privately forwarded them to Lee Jun-suk.

Not long after, the phone buzzed twice, and Lee Jun-suk came to reply.

"It's the Spring Festival, don't talk about business!"

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The girl smiled and replied, "It's not Chinese New Year yet..."

Touching the screen with her fingers, she pursed her lips into a smile, and stood up from the bed again.Although it’s not the Spring Festival yet, it’s not far away from the Spring Festival. The elders like to see her wearing this Hanbok, so let’s go down for two more laps, and just wear it for New Year’s Eve~

Holding a skirt in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

After taking two steps, the phone vibrated again. It was a phone call.

Calling Human Rights Zhilong...it's a video call...

Since she just posted a picture of Hanbok on Twitter, and this is the first time Quan Zhilong made a video call with her.The purpose of this person's call... seems to be obvious, without any concealment.

"Ouba, my phone doesn't have the function of video calling."

She was a little speechless, a little helpless, and a little flustered, so as soon as she answered the phone, she said it first.

In the past two years, communication companies have introduced new features that allow video calls, and of course many new mobile phones have also been improved.However, Jiang Salang has used this personal mobile phone for several years, and it was not the latest model when he bought it.There was no problem with surfing the Internet, but Quan Zhilong wanted to call to see her in Hanbok, but he couldn't succeed. Both of them could only see a black screen.

"It's okay~ It's fine if you can hear the voice."

There was a rustling sound on the other end of Quan Zhilong's phone. After a pause of two or three seconds, there was a human voice again.

"Sa Long, can you hear the sound of fireworks exploding? My sister and my husband and I are setting off fireworks. I wanted to show you."

Jiang Salang: "..."

Well, I'm sorry, she was the one who was self-indulgent before...

But still involuntarily, I listened carefully with my ears sideways. There was some noise in a trance, but it seemed too far away, and I couldn't hear it clearly at all.

"Sarang, can you hear me?"

Quan Zhilong's voice raised a little, and then muttered again, as if talking to himself:

"Is it still too far away, or should I stand closer..."

In one sentence, the girl was frightened and said repeatedly:

"I can hear it!! I can hear it! It's such a loud sound!!! 'Bang~~Bang!'!!!"

Not only talking nonsense, but also learning the scene of fireworks exploding.She was afraid that Quan Zhilong would really go crazy and join the fireworks. There will be a concert in Japan in two days. If something goes wrong, she can't afford it...

The girl's flustered appearance amused the boy on the other end of the phone.

Quan Zhilong laughed muffledly, his voice seemed to be rolling in his throat, hoarse and seductive.

"Sa Long... We haven't actually started playing it yet."

Suppressing laughter in his voice, he paused, and then said:

"What you heard might be the next door's fireworks. They're the kind of 'bang~~bang!' fireworks. Our family won't play 'bang~~bang!' later, I'll show you 'bang~ ~哗啦啦啦~~" Is this kind of good?Do you like it? "

Jiang Salang: "..."

This kind of feeling that he knows that the other party is teasing her and teasing her, but he is always taken away from the rhythm...

not too good.

It's really not so good.

The girl paused, and she suddenly frowned on the phone, thinking about how to break free from such a difficult situation.

But on the other end of the phone, Quan Zhilong asked cautiously:

"Sarang, are you angry?"

After asking, but without waiting for the girl to answer, he immediately said directly:

"I know you are not thinking about the relationship between men and women. You have already explained it when you replied to my text message last time. I understand everything. But Sa Long, I just want to say happy new year to you. Isn't that okay...?"

The text message that Quan Zhilong said was sent back to him by Jiang Salang gritted his teeth the day after they made the atmosphere tense at the dinner table, on the snowy day.He sent a text message to say good morning again, and asked her to go to see the snow.In the end, the girl didn't care about his hints or provocations, or his tricks or devious tactics, but suddenly, seriously, she replied word by word:

"Oba the Dragon, please don't do this, please."

Faint refusal, faint pleading.She didn't say anything, but Quan Zhilong knew what she was talking about.

She didn't have the same thoughts as him, but she didn't want to lose him as a friend, and she didn't want to lose him as Oppa.

So she refused and pleaded.

After that text message, Quan Zhilong really didn't call her or send her a text message until the new year.

That's why Jiang Salang dared to answer the phone just now, instead of just pretending not to see it.

But who knew, this night, Quan Zhilong seemed to suddenly make a comeback, as if nothing had happened...

He said that he made the video call just to show her the fireworks. His voice was indulgent and deliberately depressed, as if he was faintly seducing.He did it all, but suddenly said that he understood everything, and that he just wanted to say Happy New Year to her...

There was still grievance in the voice.

Carefully, as if caring about her slightest emotion.

Jiang Salang was at a loss for words, and several emotions welled up in her throat, but because the other party looked at you pitifully, she was so depressed that she couldn't say anything, which made her wish to throw the phone away now.But...he couldn't get rid of it.

Because that is Quan Zhilong, who has helped them a lot.

It is Ouba who she has always admired and admired, and even secretly admired occasionally.

So what to say?How to get angry?

"Sarang?"

Quan Zhilong called her on the other end of the phone again, his voice was soft, as if a feather had scratched the microphone.

"Ouba the Dragon, I'm sorry my mother is calling me, I'll talk to you another day ~ Happy New Year!!!"

After hastily finished speaking, she wished she could slap herself immediately.

Where did she make a mistake, and she actually said that I will talk to you another day! ! !

"Well, happy new year."

On the other end of the phone, Quan Zhilong laughed softly again, as if he had seen through her poor acting skills.

But before hanging up the phone, he suddenly asked again:

"Sa Lang, we have a concert in Japan in two days, do you want to go? I'll arrange a round-trip ticket for you."

Asked softly, with anticipation, although the anticipation made Jiang Salang feel baffled.

Because both of them clearly know that now that the trouble is like this, maybe she will go...

But I still couldn't say no, so I could only push back:

"Well, maybe I don't have enough time, next time next time."

A few days later, on February [-]th, BB held a concert in Sapporo, Japan.

Before Quan Zhilong came to the stage, he purposely put on the vest that was made by CODY on the inside.There is nothing special about the texture and style of the vest, except that there is a pocket on the left chest that can barely fit a mobile phone, and it fits so tightly that it will not fall out no matter how much you jump.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Quan Zhilong called Jiang Salang.

No one answered there, but he stood stubbornly under the stage, and immediately after the ringing ended, he called again, repeatedly.

Just after repeating for the third time, the phone was connected.

"Sa Lang, you keep saying to come to our concert, but you never come. So even if you are punished, you will always keep your word. Don't hang up the phone today, find a place with a plug, and charge your phone. Go! Don't hang up!"

After only a few days, Quan Zhilong has changed his style again, becoming a domineering and unreasonable painting style.

Jiang Salang was having dinner with Shen Yazhong, and she was speechless when she heard the words, so she could only borrow the charging cable from the waiter in the restaurant, plug it into the socket under the dining table to charge her mobile phone, and then took out the earphones and put them on directly, so that she could spend time in her free time. Get out and continue eating.

But at this time, after a long period of rustling on the other end of the phone, a human voice finally appeared again.

"HELLO~JAPAN!!!"

Quan Zhilong raised his voice and roared violently, so frightened that Jiang Salang shook his hands and almost dropped his chopsticks.

"what happened?"

Shen Yazhong cast a puzzled look on the opposite side.

Jiang Salong was silent, and then looked slightly embarrassed, and handed the other earphone to Shen Yazhong.

That day, for more than two hours, Jiang Salang and Shen Yazhong sat in the restaurant without moving.

If it wasn't for the two of them being regular customers of this restaurant, the boss would have to kick them out just because of the way they were sitting on Valentine's Day.

For more than two hours, a table was separated between the two of them, sharing earphones.

Listening to the same concert broadcast by Quan Jilong himself.

I don't know where he put his mobile phone. The accompaniment and screams at the concert are far away and chaotic, and even the singing of the other four people can't be heard clearly.However, Quan Zhilong's voice was exceptionally clear.

Even because the accompaniment can't be heard clearly, it looks like a cappella.

He sings alone.

After more than two hours, Quan Zhilong came down from the stage, took out his mobile phone to have a look, and shouted happily:

"Sarang, are you still there?"

Jiang Salang and Shen Yazhong looked at each other, and the girl opened her lips, wanting to say something.

In the earphones, there was a beeping sound suddenly.

The phone was hung up.

Far away in Japan on the other side of the strait, on February [-]th, Quan Zhilong cursed at the phone with a black screen:

"Axi! Why is there no electricity!!!"

Jian held up the phone for more than two hours: Blame me?

The author has something to say: I'm sorry the author is so stupid and sweet again, I'm sorry I was fascinated again after watching Long Ge's video last night...

Ahhh I'm going to keep watching!No, the author has actually run out of time. You can tell by looking at the length of today. I wave my handkerchief to say goodbye. Are you going to work overtime?

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