Peninsula Steel Love

"By the way, Xiuying, why did you go to find Zhou Jingopa, I remember you didn't know each other." Yuri's question brought Cui Xiuying back to her thoughts, and of course her memory only lasted until the moment she drank that glass of wine.

Facing Yuri's curious gaze, Sooyoung brushed her hair and replied lightly, "It's Taeyeon, she can't leave, so please let me go and deliver something to Joo Kyung Oppa."

"That's it, then you can sleep for a while." Yuli no doubt put away the empty bowl and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xiuying.

"Wait, who sent me back to the dormitory last night, Zhou Jing Ouba?"

"Ani, it was Ouba who called Sunny, but she was the only one in the dormitory. She couldn't handle it with your age, so she called me together."

"Kumawa, thank you for your hard work."

The door was gently closed, and Xiuying sat on the bed blankly and suddenly realized that she had business to do last night, but she couldn't remember whether she had spoken or not.

Ai Yigu, if she knew she would not drink that glass of wine, Xiuying hated her poor drinking capacity and then casually took the mobile phone beside the bed, but when she clicked on it, she found a surprise.

"Oh, it's Zhou Jingopa's cell phone number, did I ask him for it?" Cui Xiuying patted her head and still didn't have any memory, "It doesn't matter, since you have a cell phone number, let's add KK first."

After applying to be a friend, Cui Xiuying got out of bed and went to take a shower. When she came back after packing and saw that her friend had passed, she hurriedly sent a message to Zhou Jing.

[Xiuying: Zhou Jing Oppa, I drank too much yesterday, Miyane, I am causing you trouble. ]
[Joo Kyung: I’m not bothering, it’s Sun Kyu and Yuri who have worked hard, haha]
[Sooyoung: Anyway, I'm still very rude. ]
[Xiuying: How about I treat you to a meal to express my apology. ]
[Zhou Jing: Let’s just eat, if you need me, there’s a football game on Sunday, and I’ll be there then. ]
[Xiuying: Inside, Arathor.]
What the hell, Cui Xiuying was stunned staring at the phone, not understanding why Zhou Jing suddenly mentioned the ball game so that she was completely confused.

But there is one thing Cui Xiuying is very sure of, that is, the other party is very clear about her purpose, and it seems that she has no intention of rejecting it, so it will be easy to handle. As for the game
"Yuli, what's the game on Sunday? Is it a baseball game?"

"Yeah, how do I know? Ask me why."

"Don't you like watching baseball games?"

"Who said that, Assy. I hate baseball right now."

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Zhou Jing put down his mobile phone and signaled to Jin Yulong in front of him that he could continue. Today, Jin Yulong swept away the depression of many days and changed into a neat suit, full of energy.

"According to the arrangement, the awarding ceremony will be held at the Blue House Chunqiu Hall at 13:[-] p.m. There will be reporters present but no press conference will be arranged, so you do not need to be interviewed, Master."

"We were scheduled to leave at 11:[-] noon, so lunch was brought up, and that's about it."

"Well, I see, you go first."

"Inside"

As soon as Jin Yulong closed his notebook and walked to the door of the office, he met Cao Xuefeng who was wandering over. He quickly bowed and greeted him in substandard Chinese.

"Hello, Commander Cao."

"Huh? What did you call me?" Cao Xuefeng looked Jin Yulong up and down, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Jin Yulong was stunned, and didn't realize it until Zhou Jing came over and patted the back of his head, "I'm sorry, uncle, hello."

"It's almost the same, go ahead, and bring your master to drink with me when you have time later."

"Yes, certainly."

Cao Xuefeng couldn't help but shook his head when he saw Jin Yulong leaving in a panic, "Don't say it, this kid is quite like you, except for one thing, he's not as good at climbing poles as you are, haha"

"Go away, you're just on the pole." Zhou Jing laughed and scolded Cao Xuefeng to sit down on the sofa, "I said you came here specially to see my new apprentice?"

"That must be done, you will become a master in a short while, tsk tsk" Cao Xuefeng crossed his legs and picked up Zhou Jing's cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"By the way, Master didn't get angry when he found out." Zhou Jing also lit a cigarette but seemed a little apprehensive.

"Angry? Why are you angry? It's too late for him to be happy." Cao Xuefeng said nonchalantly.

"But Yulong is Korean after all." Zhou Jing hesitated to express his concerns.

"Haha. I knew you would think so." Cao Xuefeng patted Zhou Jing's shoulder with a smile on his lips, "Master said, you never trade at a loss, and you kidnapped a younger sister within a few months of coming here. A girlfriend, Xiao Jin, maybe her surname will be Pu or San in the future, haha."

"Ha, master still understands me, as long as he becomes my apprentice, believe it or not, I can let him change his nationality, hehe." Zhou Jing instantly showed a dog face.

"You, if I were the person from the Blue House, I would definitely order you to be banned from entering the country. It's too scary. You'll be sure of everything, haha."

"Screw you."

In fact, there was a reason for Cao Xuefeng's ridicule. It was the small disturbance on the Internet two days ago, and the source was the news that Zhou Jing went to the Blue House to accept the award.

First, some domestic netizens suggested that Shirley should be naturalized in China. Anyway, they never regarded her as a South Korean in their eyes. This statement was immediately echoed by a large number of Shirley fans.

Of course, there are passers-by who popularize science. Chinese nationality is probably the most difficult to obtain in the world, unless you have made outstanding contributions, such as winning a Nobel Prize or something.

This was originally a topic of nonsense among netizens after dinner, but unexpectedly, it was transferred to Korean forums to show off by good people. Now South Korean netizens quit.

Why should South Korean peaches become Yangshan peaches, so they began to quarrel with domestic netizens, and at one point someone even shouted the slogan "Swear to keep Zhou Jing in South Korea".

The reason is simple. The winner of the Presidential Commendation Award can be naturalized in the Republic of Korea. Besides, the younger sister is from South Korea, so the family should be neat and tidy.

What a joke, domestic netizens were blown away on the spot when they saw this statement, and they were all scolding the sticks for probably having water in their heads. Isn’t such a beautiful river and mountain fragrant?Aren't the dignified sons and daughters of China proud?How can you pick up something good in your own bowl when you see it? It's a bad virtue.

All of a sudden, a large number of domestic netizens jumped over the wall to criticize, and the name of Xuejing CP once again dominated the hot search list, and there was a faint tendency to intensify.

Fortunately, the planning department of J.Turn Entertainment took action at this time, and a draft was released to appease the emotions of both parties, and Shirley's studio also issued a statement saying that there is no need for everyone to quarrel over such nonsense.

However, the last sentence of the statement "Cui Xueli will always support Zhou Jing and be by his side" made many South Koreans feel a little uncomfortable after seeing it.

This sentence was added according to Shirley's own request, but she didn't know that it laid a hidden danger for a bigger disturbance in the future, which eventually led to the incident.

Unlike Zhou Jing's beaming, the atmosphere on the set of "To Me" was obviously a little depressed. Everyone kept their heads down and did not want to say anything. The reason was that the ratings of the second episode came out.

The numbers did not rise as expected but dropped slightly. Among them, TNmS was 8.1%, which was basically the same, but AGB directly fell to 7.5%, which was like a blow to the entire crew.

According to this trend, not to mention "You Who Came from the Star", even the ratings champion of the same show will not be guaranteed, so everyone including Park Hyung-ki feels a little discouraged.

Everyone is like this, how could Crystal be any better, she sat alone in the corner, covered with a small blanket and held the script in her hand, and started a daze, anyone who saw it could understand that she was in a low mood.

"Xiujing, are you okay?" Zheng Zhixun came to the side of Crystal and asked concerned. In fact, as the leading actor, he was even less emotional.

"I'm fine, thank you Ouba for your concern." Crystal responded with a forced smile.

"At the end of the day, we're limited to what actors can do. Let's try our best to play the characters in the script well, and the rest... eh." After speaking, Zheng Zhixun raised his head and sighed.

"Yeah." Crystal nodded slightly, but the next second she was shocked by Zheng Zhixun's words.

"Do you still remember Xiaojing's evaluation of our drama? Would it be different if we filmed according to his ideas?"

"Mo? Zhixun Ouba, don't be joking, he doesn't understand, he's just making fun of it." Crystal doesn't think her husband has such abilities.

But Zheng Zhixun obviously didn't think so, "It's not necessarily true. I thought about the character design and plot direction he said that day. To be honest, ordinary audiences would be interested in following me."

"Jinjia?" Crystal looked at Zheng Zhixun in disbelief, she couldn't imagine Zhou Jing hanging out with the screenwriter, it was too unsuitable.

Zheng Zhixun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, at this time Park Hyung Ki beckoned to him from a distance to signal him to go over and have a chat, so he had to make an apologetic expression to Crystal.

Zheng Zhixun finished talking in a few words and was about to continue looking for Crystal Hara, but a voice stopped him before he had gone a few steps.

"Kajima, rainxi, would you mind chatting for a while?"

Zheng Zhixun turned around in surprise and saw that it was screenwriter Lu Zhixue, so he quickly nodded and responded, "Writer Lu, of course."

"Then let's go over there and talk."

"Inside"

In a separate small room in the corner of the studio, Zheng Zhixun sat in front of Lu Zhixue, confused, not understanding what the writer Lu wanted to talk to him about.

Lu Zhixue closed the door lightly, came to Zheng Zhixun, and asked a scary question.

"Rainxi, just now I heard that Zhou Jingxi seems to have commented on the script, can you tell me about it?"

"Ah?" Zheng Zhixun was dumbfounded.