Please Answer 2020

Chapter 67 Sudden
Cheng Qian'an went straight out of the TV station with the gift box in his hand, took the subway, and returned to Xincun.

Seoul Sinchon is centered on Yonsei University, surrounded by many Korean universities.

Because young people are very gathered, a large number of various shops are also chosen here.

When night comes, the low-rise buildings on both sides are covered with neon signs, flashing colorful lights, and the streets reflected are brightly lit.

Street artists can be seen everywhere performing in the open, drawing crowds to watch.

There were dense crowds of people walking on the street, rubbing shoulders, and it was extremely lively.

Cheng Qian'an's feeling when he came here is that although there are not many high-rise buildings in Korea, they belong to the inner beauty type.

It looks dilapidated on the surface, but the standard of living and high-end places are not inferior to the first-tier metropolises in China.

Having no choice to go back to school directly, Cheng Qian'an strolled to an alley with few people.

This is also a good restaurant he found after he came to Korea, authentic Chinese cuisine.

In the early years, the shop couple was introduced by acquaintances to work hard in South Korea to earn money for their children who were studying in the United States.

I didn't have the money to rent in a bustling place, but I also rented a small shop in a remote place and survived.

A few years ago, I learned to cook Chinese food that suits Korean tastes, but the response was mediocre, and the store was deserted.

In the end, a different way was found, but the authentic Chinese cuisine spread among Chinese students in Seoul, and the business was booming.

Cheng Qianan didn't arrive early, and most of the store has already left.

He came quite a few times, and the owner and his wife had long been familiar with him.

"Still the third child?"

"That's right." Cheng Qian'an said with a smile when his butt touched the stool.

Meat wrapped in a pot, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cold cucumber and rice, served with a bottle of Arctic Ocean, it tastes hearty.

When he was hungry, he could eat everything, but he ate a few pieces of cake that Pei Zhuxuan gave him, and he definitely couldn't finish it, so he planned to pack it up and give it to Jin Daren later.

It's strange to say that he didn't know any foreign students in China after he came here.

There are not many Chinese in the conservatory where he lives, and the first floor of the dormitory where he lives is full of overseas students from Southeast Asia, Eastern Europe and other continents.

In addition, he came out for an internship early, so now he doesn't know any other Chinese except the couple who are familiar with this store.

"Xiao Cheng, why are you here alone?" Auntie came out from the back kitchen, saw him alone, and asked with a smile.

She remembered that Cheng Qianan always came with a fat man.

"I came here just after get off work." Cheng Qian'an smiled.

Cheng Qian'an chatted with the aunt who had just finished her busy work, interjecting from time to time, but she also enjoyed it.

"Let me tell you, the situation is much better now. I don't know when I first came here, it was too difficult."

The uncle on the other side came over and interrupted when she saw that she was talking about the past again.

"Stop talking, Xiao Cheng hasn't eaten much."

The aunt rolled her eyes at the uncle, and slapped her thigh, "Tell me what's wrong."

Standing up, he turned around and walked to the back kitchen. After a while, he took a packed bag and put it on his table.

"Take it and try it. The dumplings are made by hand. When I go home, I will take it out and cook it when I am hungry."

Cheng Qian'an's eyes lit up, and he accepted it with a smile.

It's not that he doesn't understand etiquette, it's that the couple often order more or less local dishes for the Chinese students who are regular customers here.

Cheng Qian'an was embarrassed at first to evade, but later refused, so he got used to it.

The aunt saw that he was straightforward and did not shirk, and smiled with satisfaction.

Cheng Gan'an finished the noodles with chopsticks in twos and twos, and packed the rest away.

As soon as he walked out of the store, the phone rang and Cheng Qian'an answered the phone.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" I just said goodbye to Pu Zhiyong, why did I call again now.

"I forgot to tell you, isn't the TV series work coming to an end soon?" Park Zhiyong's voice on the phone was muddled, as if he was drinking again.

"Yes, it will be over in a few days." Cheng Qian'an nodded, thought about the schedule, and confirmed.

"Since it's almost over, it's time to come out and play, MT!

Uh. Camping know?It's camping! "

Pu Zhiyong was afraid that he was a foreigner, so he deliberately repeated it and explained.

"Is that so?" Cheng Qian'an thought for a while, neither refusing nor agreeing. He was thinking about the issue of time, and the food in his hand was bouncing up and down the stairs.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Cheng Qian'an asked back.

Pu Zhiyong suddenly stopped talking, and there was a faint whisper on the phone, and after a while, his voice rang again.

"Hey, what you said, at least we are friends who have worked together for several months. What happens when we get together after the end?"

Cheng Qian'an always felt that these were not the real reasons, but after thinking about it, there was no problem.

"Okay, you can decide the time and place."

Seeing that he readily agreed, Pu Zhiyong said cheerfully, "Then it's settled like this, and you are not allowed to go back on your word."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Qian'an repeatedly said yes.

Park Zhiyong hung up the phone and looked at Noze.

"All right."

"Thank you very much." Noze said with a smile, his eyes curled up.

"Hey." Pu Zhiyong looked a bit like a beaten eggplant, listless.

He fell into a trap today, and Noze was very happy to ask him to come out for a drink, but he didn't expect that he didn't come to drink with him at all.

"You decide the time and place." Where did Pu Zhiyong think about planning again, and only left these things to Noze.

Noze has nothing to do, and is very willing to agree.

(End of this chapter)