Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 220 Missing the auxiliary vehicle ([-])

Seeing Quan Nala's reply, Han Zidong felt very complicated.

In November, the temperature in Seoul was only a few degrees above zero after [-] o'clock at night, and gusts of cold wind blew on his face, which made him recover a little bit of energy.

Glancing at the words on the phone, he still decided to meet with Quan Nala to resolve the misunderstanding in person, and also to ensure that the other party deletes the controversial message just now.

So, he didn't say anything extra, just returned the address of a basketball court in Yushuidong, which is located on the bank of the Han River. There is no monitor there, and there will be no madmen still playing in such a cold day. It is the most suitable place to meet .

Quan Nala replied quickly and more simply, with only one word "inside".

Putting away his phone, Han Zidong hailed a taxi and headed towards Jiangbei.

He felt that his attitude had been conveyed to some extent, no matter how anxious he was, it was impossible for him to have a friendly match with a woman who had only met twice.

Only three to five minutes after arriving at the designated place, Quan Nala sent him a message, telling him that she had arrived nearby, but she couldn't find the way down.

Han Zidong replied, "Wait here", and he had to take another trip.

A few minutes later, with little effort, he locked onto Quan Nala's position from a distance.

Not far away was a man with a hood walking back and forth in the same place. Although he didn't see his face, he was sure that it was Quan Nala, after all, the height of the other party was too eye-catching.

He trotted over and patted the other person on the shoulder. A woman wearing a mask turned around, and it was Quan Nala.

Quan Nala immediately bowed her head respectfully when she saw Han Zidong.

Han Zidong took the opportunity to glance at Quan Nala.

I saw that she was wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans, with her long legs standing proudly. She was wearing a black overcoat with a white sweater inside. There seemed to be a plaid shirt inside the sweater. Wearing the sweater at the hem reveals two corners.

It's really thick to wear!
"follow me."

Han Zidong turned around and left.

Quan Nala followed Han Zidong in small steps.

Han Zidong said as he walked: "If I say that the message I just sent you was sent by mistake, would you believe me?"

"Inside?"

Quan Nala slandered endlessly in her heart, poking at Han Zidong's villain crazily, of course she didn't believe it.

But she nodded again and again. Although Han Zidong was handsome and had a bright future, if he could not lose his dignity, who would rush to humiliate himself.

"I made an appointment with you to clear up the misunderstanding.

Actually, I was at a party at the time, and there was a truth-or-dare game. According to the rules, I should send a message to a good female friend, but I never thought that you sent a message suddenly. I didn’t realize it for a while, so I misunderstood Sent to you. "

Han Zidong said solemnly that he had thought of an excuse when he came.

There are too many social gatherings on this side of the peninsula, and games such as Truth or Dare and Folding Fingers are also extremely popular social games. His reasons can be said to be completely understandable. In addition, he has a strong smell of alcohol. The credibility of the explanation is enough to reach eight or nine points.

While talking, he changed the subject: "But, Quan Nalaxi, I'm very disappointed in you."

"Inside?"

This is the second time that Quan Nala was surprised.

"I was going to explain clearly at the time, but the reply you sent me suddenly made me feel a little dignified. Could it be that I am such a person in your eyes?"

"Ani, writer nim, I..." Quan Nala didn't know why she suddenly became the one who made the mistake, and tried her best to defend: "I'm also afraid because I will bring trouble to our group..."

"Quan Nalaxi, let's go. I have already explained what needs to be explained, but I am very disappointed in you."

After all, Han Zidong strode forward, leaving extremely resolutely, but he silently compared his mouth: "Follow up, follow up..."

Damn, if you don't follow, how do I delete that message?

Fortunately, before taking two steps, he heard a rush of footsteps.

Quan Nala even passed him directly, turned around and bowed her head to apologize to him: "Mi Yanai, I was the one who caused trouble for you by thinking wildly, but when I just received that news, I was also very flustered and helpless. measures..."

Hearing that Quan Nala's tone was a little crying, Han Zidong put away the idea of ​​continuing to make a fuss.

"It's still inconvenient to talk here, let's talk about it later."

As he said that, he passed Quan Nala and continued straight, and Quan Nala followed with small steps.

It's just that no one noticed that behind the two of them there was a fellow wearing a mask far away.

There are several headlights on the basketball court under the iron bridge, but Han Zidong specially chose a relatively dark path, so that it is easier for him to play in an environment where he cannot see each other's expressions clearly.

"I hope you can delete the group of conversations we just had, as if it never happened."

Quan Nala hurriedly took out the phone when she heard the words, swiped it twice, and picked up Han Zidong to look at it: "Actually, when I just came here, I already deleted it."

Han Zidong took a look, and there were indeed only the three messages sent by Quan Nala in the chat box.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, good guy, you should have said it earlier!
"Naraxi, it seems that you are already very experienced in doing this kind of thing."

"Ani," Quan Nala became anxious again when she heard this, waved her hands repeatedly to deny, and finally stretched out a finger: "I really... This is the first time."

Han Zidong shook his head in disbelief: "Then why did you send a reply not long after I sent it? If you hadn't had a similar experience a long time ago, how could you reply so quickly?"

Quan Nala felt that she had been wronged to death. She was the victim, so why should she be blamed instead!
In a moment of shortness of breath, she poured out her bitterness and sold out her teammates: "It's Er Luo and Yunzhu.

The two of them felt that we were of the same age, and you were easy to talk to. They hoped that I would have a good relationship with you, and they also said that maybe the two of us could become close relatives.

In fact, when I received news like yours, I was very grandiose at the time, and I was thinking maybe it was just a meeting..."

"How could it be possible to meet only once?" Han Zidong paused, then continued to ask: "Do you believe this statement?"

"Ani," Quan Nala was so anxious that she was about to cry, "I'm really not the kind of person you think."

The more Han Zidong talked, the more excited he became: "Taking shortcuts may save you a lot of detours, but a person like you who has lost his heart will sink in the entertainment circle sooner or later..."

This time, Quan Nala was really crying, she squatted on the ground and cried loudly, she cried for a while and felt puzzled, so she began to scold again.

The Han Riverside was empty except for some municipal buildings. Although Quan Nala's scolding was a little vague, Han Zidong still got a general idea.

"Why can you big shots change your opinions at will? We have to cater to you carefully. If you do too little, you may be misunderstood and have no sense of dignity. If you do too much, you will trample on your dignity..."

Well cursed!
He knew better than Quan Nala how wronged Quan Nala was, so he quietly listened to Quan Nala's accusation, and finally said: "I will continue to pay attention to you, I hope you didn't lie to me today."

Quan Nala raised her head, her face was covered with tears, and her body twitched, as if she was really sad.

"Okay, you can go. I still have to blow the night wind."

Han Zidong turned his back completely to Quan Nala, and drew his own annotations for tonight's episode.

Quan Nala wiped her sweat with her sleeve, looked at Han Zidong, said nothing, after walking two steps, she came back again: "Can you give me a walk?"

Han Zidong turned around when he heard the sound: "Inside?"

Now, he really doubted Quan Nala's thoughts.

Quan Nala pressed her chest to calm her breath, lowered her head and whispered, "I dare not take a taxi by myself."

Han Zidong smiled happily: "Then how did you come here?"

"I was taking a taxi with Yunzhu just now, and I got off halfway."

Kwon Nara explained.

"Why don't you dare to take a taxi alone?"

"Because..." Quan Nala raised her head: "Because I met a pervert when I took a taxi before, so every time I take a taxi alone, I feel flustered."

Han Zidong was silent, this kind of thing is also possible, anyway, there is nothing left and right, he shook his head: "I will give you one."

"Inside."

Quan Nala gave Han Zidong a grateful look, pulled out the mask and put it on again.

Han Zidong took out his mobile phone while walking and made a call.

After hanging up the phone, he said again: "I called a model taxi for you."

"Kangsanmida!"

Quan Nara bowed her head and thanked her.

Model taxis are more expensive than ordinary taxis, but the service is also better. It took less than 2 minutes for the two of them to go up, and a black model taxi stopped nearby.

Watching Quan Na pull into the car, Han Zidong walked to the driver's seat, handed the taxi driver a piece of [-] yuan, put his hands on the car window, and said to Quan Nala in the back seat: "I'm home safely, remember to send me a text message .”

"Inside."

Quan Nara bowed her head in response.

The driver watched all this with a smile: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely send your girlfriend home safely."

Han Zidong didn't bother to explain, trotted away for a while, and waved goodbye to the taxi.

After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and planned to send a message to Kim Jae-kyung, Kim Ya-young and Kim's mother that they arrived home safely.

Just as he bowed his head to type, someone poked his shoulder.

Han Zidong turned his head, and a girl with light blue spotted bowknot, airy bangs, and long hair shawl appeared in front of him.

"Shin Yun-joo?"

Shen Yunzhu put her hands behind her back, swayed her body, and smiled beautifully: "How is it, does it look good?"

"It doesn't look good."

Han Zidong took a look and shook his head.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Shen Yunzhu, who was only wearing a thin striped windbreaker, shuddered, curled up and grabbed his arms with both hands, and looked at Han Zidong expectantly.

Han Zidong was speechless. He pulled the zipper of his down jacket all the way to his head, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and strode towards the iron bridge.

Shen Yunzhu stomped her feet and trotted after her.

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