Chapter 131

Han Zidong glanced at the two passengers in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and when he was about to drive the car away, he noticed two people coming from behind.

One of the women in a long army green cotton jacket directly opened the passenger door, got in and fastened her seat belt skillfully, while the other woman in a camel coat smiled and sat in the back seat.

"No, how are you two?"

The visitors were naturally Jin Yarong and Pu Suzhen.

Jin Yarong unzipped the zipper of the padded jacket, revealing the white shirt inside.

While tucking her long hair behind her head, she used a section of long hair as a rope to tie it up twice, and replied, "Ouba, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Han Zidong looked at Jin Yarong playfully. It was a coincidence that the people who came were the two members who were most likely to participate in the follow-up official recording. Without thinking about it, he could guess Li Zhongshuo's purpose. Squeeze your way into the list of official guests.

It's just that he hasn't spoken yet. Jin Minxiu in the back seat is lying on the back of the co-driver, smiling and asking: "How can you tell a lie?"

Jin Yarong blinked playfully: "The lie is that I want to be the youngest, so I can only drag Suzhen Oni over to grab a seat."

Jin Minxiu smiled approvingly: "What about the truth?"

Jin Yarong turned sideways, stared at Han Zidong's side face, and replied: "The truth is that our president wants us to curry favor with a certain great writer. I look forward to giving us more scenes in the future."

Listening to Jin Yarong's half-true jokes, Han Zidong put his index finger under his nose with a smile on his face.

Among other things, Jin Yarong's sense of artistry is really good, whether it is on the recording field or in real life, and the small expressions are used naturally and realistically, which makes people not feel disgusted at all.

But he was unmoved, checked the condition of the car through the rearview mirror, slowly turned the steering wheel, and drove the car on the road.

"Writer nim~" Jin Yarong pouted, clenched his small fists, pressed them on both sides of his cheeks and turned around: "Buyingbuying~"

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I will prepare a few more pen-hold shots for tomorrow's shoot."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Hey, boo boo ~"

Thinking it was acting like a baby, Jin Yarong repeated the act of acting like a baby to the three sisters in the back seat, making the trio in the back seat laugh from ear to ear.

The atmosphere in the car was pretty good, until Jin Minxiu exposed Han Zidong's "lie".

"Yarong, tomorrow's pen-hold shoot will have a few more sponsored shots, it has nothing to do with him, you should thank me."

Damn it, Jin Minxiu is indeed a scourge!

Han Zidong glanced at Jin Minxiu calmly, you wait for me, I can't fix your senior sister Kim Jae-kyung, and I can't fix you.

Aggrieved, Jin Yarong leaned over his little head: "Writer nim?"

Jin Zaijing said at the right time: "Ah Rong, let Han Zidong drive well first, and when we get to the hotel, we will help you vent your anger together."

The place for lunch was Zhonghua Pavilion. This was the first time Han Zidong came to Zhonghua Pavilion again after 20 days. What made him a little strange was that the number of customers in the store was at least one more round than in the past.

In the past, there would be several vacant seats on the first floor even during mealtimes, but now there is not even a single vacant seat, even if diners who come to eat alone want to share a table.

Two or three takeaway staff came and went with takeaway iron boxes. After packing the food, they walked quickly outside the store and galloped away on motorcycles, very busy.

Fortunately, he made an appointment with the proprietress Xian Sumei in advance, so as soon as their group, almost everyone wearing masks, showed up, they were warmly welcomed by Xian Sumei.

Guided by Xian Sumei, they went straight to a box on the second floor.

"Zidong, I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you lost weight?"

"No way, didn't you notice that I've turned white?"

"I'm so poor, eat more later."

"Inside."

After entering the box, Kim Jae-kyung, Kim Ya-young, and Park Su-jin took off their masks one after another.

Seeing the three beauties showing their true faces, Xian Sumei only felt her eyes light up.

She is also a loyal viewer of "Idol Comics Room". She recognized the identities of Jin Yarong and Pu Suzhen in just a moment, and another woman dressed in a literary style. Although she didn't know her very well, she guessed that the other party must be someone Celebrity.

She smiled and nodded to the girls to say hello, and pulled Han Zidong out of the box.

Han Zidong noticed Xian Sumei's expression and asked helplessly, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Xian Sumei dragged Han Zidong all the way to the stairs, laughing gossipingly: "There are so many beautiful girls, you are not too young, work hard, and when you go home, you can abduct one of them."

Han Zidong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it seems that no matter what country the elders like to be a matchmaker.

In the original timeline, before the Spring Festival in 2020, after he returned to China with his savings, his mother also brought girls of the right age to his home almost every day for blind dates.

He has a good appearance. He has been in the peninsula for several years, and his personal image is more Korean. He has a self-contained system of clothes and styles, and it is easy to win the favor of girls.

It just so happens that he has a lot of savings in his hands, and he also has comic skills in his hands. In that small county town on the 18th line, he is almost a golden bachelor. It's just that he has been drifting away for a few years, and he is old and tired. He really doesn't want to fall in love. I don't want to find someone to live with as a partner.

But my mother is also getting older, and he can't just leave as he used to, so he can only check in for blind dates with difficulty. In the most month, he had more than 20 blind date meals.

I didn't expect to do it all over again, but it was still unavoidable to be inexplicably bridged by the close elders.

"Auntie, where are you thinking, we are just partners."

"Tch, I don't believe it. I also eat a few years more than you. There are at least two girls in that box who are interested in you, or they pay more attention to you. If you work hard, you may be able to win."

"They are participating in my web show, how much..."

"Stop talking, that woman wearing black wool on her upper body, yellow-brown trousers on her lower body, and a black scarf is definitely interested in you. You didn't notice that her eyes were drawn when she looked at you."

"It's not like that, you listen to my explanation, she herself..."

"Okay, I'll help you urge the meal, you think about it yourself."

"It's really you who think too much."

Han Zidong was powerless to argue, shook his head and returned to the box.

Thinking of the four women working for a long time, they just ate a piece of jelly candy, and they were probably very hungry at the moment, so he comforted him: "There are a lot of diners today, and the wait may take a long time, please bear with me."

"Boss, it seems that our comic's publicity ability is still good. It has only been a few days since Zhonghua Pavilion was drawn into the comic. I didn't expect it to usher in such a large traffic flow."

Han Zidong is not so optimistic, or he thinks that compared with the promotion effect of comics, the surge in customer traffic in Zhonghua Pavilion may be because this is his "former residence" in a sense, and he noticed it when he went upstairs Do Minjun's humanoid standing sign stood vertically at the cash register.

But this is not important, anyway, Jin Minxiu will put the credit on Xingyou and herself.

He caught sight of the lady with drawn eyes in Xian Sumei's mouth, and said with a smile: "Anyway, there is still time, let's go and see the mask and clothes you made first."

Jin Zaijing smiled and got up slowly.

Among the people who join in the fun is always Jin Yarong: "What mask? Maybe it's a Halloween cosplay? Take me one, I want to see it too."

"I also need to go."

Not to be outdone, Jin Minxiu looked at Pu Suzhen after she finished speaking.

Pu Suzhen smiled and rolled her eyes: "If you all go, then I will go too."

Jin Zaijing was carrying a satchel, and stood next to Han Zidong: "Where are you going, I'll bring it over for you to have a look."

The Rainbow Dormitory is very close to the Zhonghua Pavilion, and within 10 minutes, the two brought Kanekiken's COS suit.

Seeing that the main color is black, and the mask specially reveals the complete outline of the teeth, several people are quite novel, trying it on one by one.

Jin Yarong was most envious. She was reluctant to take it off after she put it on. Wearing that half-finished black short-sleeved sweater, she insisted on taking a dozen photos before returning it to Han Zidong reluctantly.

Han Zidong touched the four decorative nails on the blindfold, and then pinched the two small decorative metal studs behind the side of the mask.

Hey, this kind of feel, is this a drink lid sprayed with silver paint?
Good guy, it's really a handmade mask!
When Han Zidong put on the mask, his first feeling was that it was breathable, and the two nostrils were comfortable to breathe in and out.

He put on the short-sleeved sweater that Kim Jae-kyung modified again, and Kim Jae-kyung took a measuring tape to measure over there, and recorded Han Zidong's body data, so that he could improve the size of the clothes later.

At this moment, Xian Sumei and Li Guanghai came in with fried noodles.

Xian Sumei looked at Jin Zaijing's busy look, and secretly smiled.

Cut, kid, you haven't had a girlfriend for a year, I thought you were an idiot!
(End of this chapter)

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