Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 446 Park Cho-ae: An Honest Man's Bet
It is normal for couples to have disagreements because of the time when they first met frankly, but Nam Yoo Jung's boyfriend treats her coldly and violently because of this, which is a bit petty.

As for the fact that Nan Youting had a boyfriend, Han Zidong didn't take it too seriously.

Nam Yoo Jung, Jo Ya Young and Kwon Na Ra belong to 91 years old. It is normal for her to have a spring heart at the age of 22, as long as she is clearly separated from the man.

But the problem is that the two of them don't seem to be clearly separated.

Han Zidong looked at Nam Yoo Ting: "So why did he keep looking for you to get back together for two years?"

"Um……"

Nam Yoo Jung scratched his head.

How to answer this question, I can't say that she has become more and more beautiful in the past two or three years since she went to college. Since the two reunited at the high school reunion, the other party has been stalking and seeking to get back together.

"Is there something unspeakable?"

Han Zidong's words made Nan Youting a little majestic.

"No, it's just..." She looked at Han Zidong, a little embarrassed, frowned and thought for a while: "Maybe... it's because we are each other's first love?"

"So that means you don't have feelings for him anymore."

After confirming Nan Youting's thoughts, Han Zidong no longer has any doubts in his heart.

"Of course." Nam Yoo Jung replied in seconds.

The way she gritted her teeth and spoke revealed a strong sense of disgust, as if the other party was a piece of shit, and she would become unlucky just by seeing it.

"That's good. Since you don't have any feelings for him, don't leave any room for contact information or ordinary 'encounters'. If he appears near you again, the company will consider applying for a no-contact order for you. Next time You can take..."

"Oh~"

Nan Youting raised his eyebrows slightly, covered his mouth with his hands, and was very surprised: "You mean I was selected?"

Han Zidong leaned on the back of the sofa and nodded slowly.

It’s just a small trainee, not to mention one Nam Yoo Ting, even three or five Nam Yoo Tings, Club C can fully afford it, there’s really no need to bother.

"There's no need to test your singing and dancing skills, and you don't need to examine your personal skills. It's just a chat?"

Nan Youting obviously didn't expect the selection of C Club to be so easy. Fortunately, she had reviewed Cantonese for a few days before and crammed to learn a few Cantonese lyrics, but she didn't expect it to be of no use at all.

"Oh, too."

Han Zidong was a little interested, and he stretched out his right hand and nodded to Nam Youting: "The most important requirement for an anchor is interaction skills and performance ability. If you have any personal skills, show me the performance."

"Ah, are you serious?"

"Of course."

Seeing Han Zidong raising his hand to signal her to perform a personal skill, Nan Yuting stood up with a embarrassed face, wishing to slap himself in the heart.

Make you talk more!

But she has long been prepared: "My personal skill is vocal cord imitation."

Although vocal cord imitation accounts for a large proportion of Peninsula Idol's personal skills, Han Zidong is really not interested in vocal cord imitation, and his sense of expectation is immediately reduced by half.

"Before the official start, I have to move my mouth first."

After all, Nan Youting opened his mouth to the maximum, as if there was no image burden at all, which made Han Zidong take a high look.

It's like the liberating nature in comedy performances, whether it's idols or anchors, they also need to release their true self. From this point of view, Nam Yoo Jung seems to have reached the passing line.

At this moment, Nan Yuting switched her mouth movements, and saw that her upper and lower lips moved to the two corners respectively, which was much larger than ordinary people.

The upper and lower lips of ordinary people can be separated in opposite directions, but it is difficult to be as flexible as hers, as if there are ten crooked dragon kings living in the body.

Han Zidong couldn't help clapping his hands for verification: "Oh, this is a personal skill."

"what?"

Nan Yuting smiled, and repeated the action just now, with the upper and lower lips flexibly separated, moving to the opposite direction.

Han Zidong tried to follow suit.

It's just that his lips can only be slightly parted, not at all to the extent of Nam Yoo Jung.

"Dafa, Yuting, it seems that your personal skills are not at the level that ordinary people can match."

Nam Yoo Ting smiled and rolled his eyes: "Then I still have to perform vocal imitation?"

Han Zidong pressed his hands down, motioning for Nan Yuting to sit down: "What more vocal cord imitation is needed, quickly throw away those invalid personal skills, crooked mouth...flexible manipulation of lips is the personal skill that suits you."

Nan Youting was amused by Han Zidong's exaggerated tone, and kept laughing while covering his mouth.

Sure enough, her same age is as interesting and approachable as the legend says.

But this made her a little embarrassed, as if she successfully passed the job interview with a fake resume, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.

If she really wants to become an anchor in Xia Guo, her problems will definitely be exposed. At that time, the consequences may be very serious.

The uneasiness in her heart gradually increased, she stood up suddenly and made a decision: "President nim, I have something to say."

"Sit down and talk about it."

"It's a very important thing."

Noticing that Nan Youting's expression was a bit serious, Han Zidong also became serious: "What is it?"

Nan Yuting bit her lip, bent her body straight, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I lied to you."

Han Zidong didn't understand how Nan Youting could deceive him, so he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"

Nam Yu Ting stood up straight, his eyes wandering: "Actually, my Cantonese level is very average, and I can only speak a few words in Cantonese songs. The greeting just now is very proficient because I practiced it for several days."

After she finished speaking, she clasped her hands tightly, lowered her head and quietly waited for Han Zidong's disposal.

Han Zidong became more and more puzzled: "Didn't you go to school in the port area? Tell me the truth, how long have you been in the port area?"

Nan Youting replied: "Six years."

"Six years?"

Han Zidong repeated it.

Nam Yoo-jung nodded: "After graduating from elementary school, I went to the port area, and I didn't return to the peninsula until the third year of high school. It was indeed six years.

But I went to an international middle school and high school, and my daily communication is mainly in English, so my Cantonese level is average, and I only know some daily life expressions and some swear words. "

"Since you have lied to me, why do you suddenly have to confess again? Aren't you afraid that I won't accept you?"

Han Zidong stared at Nam Yoo-jung with great interest.

Nam Yoo-jung has big eyes, and her watery appearance looks extraordinarily delicate, but her plump figure makes her every move a little more coquettish.

Xiao Sheng was furious that someone would succeed him!
After telling the truth of the matter, Nan Yuting felt no pressure: "I feel that if I really go to the Xia Kingdom, sooner or later I will show my feet. Rather than being...you get rid of it, it's better to be honest now and fight for a Chance."

"Okay, I understand, you go down."

Han Zidong took out his phone and checked the time.

It's still a while before the walk date with Park Cho Ah, but considering that he has to go home to take a shower and change clothes, it's almost time to leave the company now.

"Inside?"

Nam Yoo Jung was stunned for a moment.

The whole person stood there in a daze, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

She was the one who lied, and she was the one who took the initiative to confess. She was the one who hoped that Han Zidong would soften his heart, but why should Han Zidong soften his heart?
He is kind and kind, but he is not a good person, otherwise he would not be able to gain his current reputation.

It’s just that the double-contract system of Club C is really too secure. I’m afraid there will never be a conscientious brokerage company like Club C that will support the future of its artists.

"excuse me!"

Nan Youting bowed, turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, Han Zidong's lazy voice came from behind: "If you have nothing to do after New Year's Day, remember to come and participate in the training for the anchors of Club C, and sign the contract by the way." contract."

"Inside!"

Nam Yoo Jung turned around in surprise.

The corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, she clenched her right hand in front of her chest and waved it lightly, her voice became brighter: "I will come to the training on time."

Han Zidong didn't raise his head, and waved his hand: "When you go out, remember to ask the front desk to help you register and authenticate the company's internal platform - the account number of DingTalk. You can also contact me directly on DingTalk if you have anything to do."

"I remember."

Obviously the atmosphere before was very dull, Nan Youting thought that he had no hope, but he didn't expect that Han Zidong would put her together and give her a big surprise.

If it wasn't in the office, she would have jumped up on the spot.

Looking at Han Zidong, who was holding his head down and tapping his mobile phone, Nan Yuting stepped forward and bent slightly: "President nim, can I ask why? I thought I was eliminated just now."

Han Zidong raised his head.

Even if Nam Yoo’s family name is unknown, it is worth his attention because she is willing to spend time on the interview and know how to maximize her strengths and avoid her weaknesses: “After only a few days of learning, Cantonese can be restored to the current level. If I give you a few months, Can you learn a few Cantonese songs?"

"Of course."

Nam Yoo Ting returned without hesitation.

He has big eyes, but when he smiles, he can narrow them into a slit, bright and amiable, like a Squirrel. Han Zidong likes this kind of smile very much.

"Go on, of course, if you want to visit Club C, you can ask the front desk to contact EXY for you."

"Inside."

Watching Nam Yoo Ting leave, Han Zidong returned to the computer, finished handling the last work items, put on his coat, and left Company C quickly.

Hanjiang Park is indeed a place where paparazzi gather, but it must be divided into regions and cannot be generalized.

For example, Jiangnan District is the hardest-hit area, and the number of paparazzi in Shengshuidong is relatively small, but in the next few years, as some brokerage companies and famous artists move to Shengshuidong, the number of paparazzi in Shengshuidong will catch up.

Changing into a dry coat, Han Zidong drove to the vicinity of Hanjiang Park, and trotted to the agreed place under the guise of the gradually graying sky.

What he didn't expect was that there was already a girl wearing a mid-length black down jacket standing beside the exercise equipment.

Petite, wearing a knitted hat, kicking the gravel beside her feet boredly, who else is it but Park Cho-ah.

After getting along with these close friends for a long time, Han Zidong awakened a wonderful talent, that is, he can guess the identity of the other party just by looking at the back and figure.

He leaned up lightly, and when he got behind Pu Cao'e, he stretched out his hands to cover Pu Cao'e's eyes, and at the same time said softly: "Robbery."

With the familiar male voice coming from her ear, Pu Cao'e's struggling body stopped suddenly, and she replied angrily: "I will give you whatever you want."

"Hahaha."

Han Zidong let go of his hand: "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

Park Choe turned around and shook her head: "I just arrived too."

"Who are you lying to? If you just arrived, your ears would be so cold." Han Zidong exposed Park Cao'e's lie: "Didn't you agree to arrive a little after four o'clock?"

"I'm afraid you'll wait too long."

Park Cho-a tore off a bit of the mask, and let out a breath of white air.

"I really can't do anything about you, just bow your head."

Han Zidong took off the scarf, grabbed the other hand and hung it around Park Cao'e's neck, and made a good-looking pattern for her in two or three strokes.

Naturally, this pair of scarves was not a gift from Cui Xueli, but a substitute he bought.

Just like the knit gloves given by Kim Jae Kyung and the couple rings given by Shin Yun Joo, he only wears genuine products when he meets the parties.

Usually wearing substitutes is also to reduce the feeling of strangeness, so as to avoid being noticed by several girlfriends about the abnormality of his outfit.

Park Choe lowered her head and touched the scarf, then smiled: "Hey, I owe you a favor again this time."

"That's right, you owe more and more debts of favor, and you might have to pay it back for the rest of your life."

Han Zidong laughed.

Pu Cao'e was embarrassed by him, turned her head away, and took two steps: "Do you have something on your mind, or why would you suddenly ask me for a walk?"

Han Zidong followed: "I wanted to find a few friends to have dinner together and celebrate the new year, but they all went to the Song Festival, and you are the most free."

"Yeah," Park Cho-ah was furious, and white air came out of the mask: "You are too much, I don't want to go? It's because they didn't invite us, just wait, next year we will definitely participate in the song competition at the end of the year. "

Han Zidong leaned forward meanly: "Is it too loud next year, or within three years..."

"No."

The honest person, Park Cao'e, seemed very angry, and interrupted Han Zidong directly: "It's next year, if we can't participate in the song competition next year, I will..."

"What are you talking about? Come on, let me tell you, don't try to cheat."

"so I……"

Park Cho-e couldn't think of a suitable bet for a while, but was pushed by Han Zidong all the time, and she couldn't choose what to say for a while: "I'll cook for you for a month."

Han Zidong looked disgusted, these 90lines really have no good intentions, one or two want him to try the dishes: "You have a good idea, do you want me to help you test the poison?"

"No," Park Choe raised her head: "My cooking skills are very good. I usually like to eat, and I also study recipes. You have to trust me."

"Do you believe that I am an immortal or do you believe that your cooking skills are good?"

"Anyway, my cooking skills are very good. Believe it or not, you may not be able to eat it even if you want it."

While talking, Park Cao'e opened her satchel, took out two candies, and handed one to Han Zidong: "Here, here you are."

"Aren't you childish? How old are people who still eat candy?"

Han Zidong took the candy, tore open the package, and threw it into his mouth without the slightest embarrassment, and finally gave the garbage to Park Cao'e.

Park Cho Ah smiled and took the wrapping paper and stuffed it into her satchel.

It stands to reason that she doesn't like men who are rude, but Han Zidong's rude behavior just now seems very attractive to her.

The two walked for a while, and Park Choe opened the satchel again: "Do you want to eat?"

"I want the taste you just ate."

"it is good."

"..."

(End of this chapter)