Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

The staff dropped the balloon high.

The out-of-control balloon slid down the gap between Han Zidong and Zhu Minxi's bodies, and got stuck somewhere by accident.

Good guy.

Han Zidong glanced at it for a while, and leaned back amusedly. He can only say that sometimes too much reason is also a troublesome thing.

Zhu Minxi also realized the problem, and leaned back her upper body almost at the same time.

The balloon slides down.

However, the two of them didn't have a tacit understanding of the movements, and the stuck balloon almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Han Zidong had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hugged Zhu Minxi tightly in time, pressing the balloon with his body.

"Oh Mo... so dangerous."

Zhu Minxi, who was a beat slower, let out a breath, and stroked her chest with her small hand.

Unlike Zhu Minxi who was so relaxed, Han Zidong was a little embarrassed.

Zhu Minxi is not as tall as him, her arms are not as long as him, and she has a shy mentality. When the two embraced each other, the other's hands barely touched his back. Originally, he was also like this, but it was just that little episode just now. , everything changed.

The current situation is that his left forearm pressed Zhu Minxi's shoulder tightly, and his right hand wrapped around the opponent's waist, and he could clearly feel Zhu Minxi's soft waist.

This is what makes this game embarrassing.

As long as the two parties want to crush the balloon, they have to use their strength together. The embrace of two opposite sexes is already a bit ambiguous, and the posture of the two bodies pressing the balloon afterwards is even more imaginative.

Not an innocent boy, Han Zidong quickly adjusted his mentality, let go of Zhu Minxi, and whispered: "Minxi, if there is something offensive in the game, I hope you can understand."

Zhu Minxi did not reject Han Zidong, on the contrary, she had a good impression of Han Zidong. If she hadn't known in advance that her teammate would definitely be Han Zidong, she would not have agreed to play this vulgar game and be taken advantage of for no reason.

"It's not good to play games with your hands and feet tied up, so just be more casual."

It is indeed embarrassing for the two to break the balloon, but if the woman does not feel offended, Han Zidong will not feel uncomfortable being arranged by others.

He adjusted his posture.

Soon the earrings on the clothes came into play, and with a bang, the balloon burst.

The number of balloons to clear the game this time was set at five. With the first one getting off to a good start, the two successfully broke the second and third balloons, far ahead of the other three groups of opponents.

It's just that when the staff brought the fourth balloon which was obviously smaller, he was a little speechless and couldn't help calling out to the other party: "Maybe you can change to a bigger one?"

"Writer nim, I'm sorry, we didn't prepare so many balloons in advance, the few balloons right now are a bit leaky, this is already the biggest one."

Not far away, the other three groups of players were having a great time. Either the balloon was blown away, or they were still at the first level. This also made Han Zidong suspect that what the staff said might be the truth.

The original intention of this game may only be to enhance interaction, and it is completely unexpected that someone will use tools to quickly pass the level.

"Then trouble, help us untie one and blow it up."

"Inside."

The staff dropped the balloon, and the smaller purple balloon slid down without hindrance.

Han Zidong and Zhu Minxi hugged each other tacitly, trying to stop the balloon from sliding down, but the most embarrassing scene happened.

I personally experienced the spiritual scene from touch to face. If it weren't for the slight tingling sensation from the abdomen, Han Zidong would have almost not made a fool of himself.

Zhu Minxi felt strange, her face flushed to the base of her neck, she could only say that she overestimated the size of the balloon and underestimated her own figure.

It's just that Han Zidong's reaction afterwards made her a little shy.

"You don't move."

An anxious, anxious male voice rang in his ears.

Zhu Minxi tensed her body, stole a glance at Han Zidong, and then hurriedly looked away, her head was in a mess.

Asking her to stay still, is Han Zidong out of embarrassment?
It's just that this is too easy... The scarlet and indescribable scene gradually unfolded in his mind.

At this moment, Han Zidong said again: "Don't move, your earring seems to be piercing me."

"Oh~"

Zhu Minxi's thoughts were withdrawn in an instant, and she was concerned: "What should I do?"

Han Zidong gave Zhu Minxi a reassuring look: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, just press down gently in the direction of your right hand."

"I won't scratch you."

"No, I still have a short shirt inside."

Zhu Minxi felt relieved when she heard the words, and rubbed her body carefully, for fear of hurting Han Zidong: "Is it all right?"

The hanging tip was pressed down by the balloon, Han Zidong smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Minxi, I broke your earring this time, I will give you a replacement next time."

"No need, you..."

Zhu Minxi paused suddenly. Originally, she wanted to say that Han Zidong had given her too much, but considering that the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, she changed her mind and said, "You sent us a summer itinerary, just an earring. Don't worry about it."

Perhaps because of the physical contact, Han Zidong was a little moved by being scratched, and his tone was frivolous: "The public is the public, and the private is the private. I don't have a habit of borrowing and not paying back."

Zhu Minxi nodded slightly: "Alright then."

Han Zidong asked: "What style do you like?"

"..."

The two hugged and chatted, adjusted the angle slightly, and the balloon in their arms burst again.

Squeezing the balloons so easily one after another, the people in the audience probably guessed that he used a small trick, but the game is meant to adjust the atmosphere and strengthen the interaction, not to mention there are three other funny control groups on the side, which is absolutely impossible. No one will care about it.

After a while, the last balloon was sent up.

This time the balloon was much bigger, which made Han Zidong feel a little regretful.

But this time, the two of them did not exert their strength as soon as they came up, but squeezed together a little bit, making some false appearances, and chatting casually about tomorrow's mountain climbing.

Zhu Minxi asked him about the precautions for mountaineering.

He answered them one by one.

At the end of the conversation, the two hugged each other, half with real force, and half with the help of the pointed end of the earring, and successfully punctured the fifth balloon.

The prize of the game was a set of Zhu Minxi's personal autographed small card book. Han Zidong flipped through it casually, and there were a few photos of Zhu Minxi's student days in it.

"It turns out that Minxi was already admiring her when she was a student."

Zhu Minxi covered her face: "Writer nim, stop making fun of me."

Han Zidong smiled and closed the small card book.

The game on the stage did not end just because No.1 appeared, and the three groups of players were still "fiercely" competing for No.2.

While watching the performance on the stage, Han Zidong and Zhu Minxi walked towards the corner and stood in front of the round table. Zhu Minxi tilted his head to the side, and stroked his hair to the side away from Han Zidong.

Han Zidong fetched two drinks and handed one to Zhu Minxi: "How are you four going back to the dormitory later? It seems that many of you have been drinking."

Zhu Minxi shook the drink in her hand, a little embarrassed: "We don't sleep together anymore."

Sure enough, it was only a brief moment of happiness, and she still had to return to reality.

"Checked out?"

Han Zidong was stunned.

Then he realized something was wrong.

Generally speaking, in order to facilitate the management of members, brokerage companies generally require members to live together. Even small planning agencies such as C Club and TS Entertainment cannot afford the rent of the apartment, and they will arrange semi-underground shared sleep for members.

Stella debuted less than two years ago, how could the company trust them to sleep out?
Aren't you afraid that the four members will live with their boyfriends?
Zhu Min hoped to go to the stage, her eyes were empty and confused: "Our company's funds are insufficient, members live separately during non-event periods, and only live together for a short time during activities."

Good guy, for a while people really don't know what to say.

Let’s say Cui Bingmin is stingy. In Stella’s two comebacks, his investment in MV shooting and other projects is much higher than that of C Agency; let’s say he is arrogant, he doesn’t even provide accommodation, and let the members solve it by themselves.

"Then the four of you live with relatives and friends?"

"No, some members may just rent a house temporarily."

Tapping his fingers on the table, Han Zidong thought for a moment.

"How about this, our C agency has successively rented two-story apartments in Shengshuidong to be used as dormitories for its trainees and artists. If you have spare money, the four of you can squeeze together. I’ll rent you a two-bedroom apartment, it’s still vacant anyway.”

"Inside? Rent it to us?"

It was talking about the internal low price, so the price would definitely be very low, but Zhu Minxi didn't expect Han Zidong to make such a proposal at all, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

Having made up his mind, Han Zidong leaned slightly towards Zhu Minxi.

"You don't have to worry about the rent, the internal price will be very low. I do this mainly to provide you with a quiet recording environment for subsequent recording of ASMR videos."

"is either or……"

Although Han Zidong gave a valid reason, Zhu Minxi knew very well that Han Zidong was helping them.

From providing performance opportunities, to invitations to ASMR projects, and finally to providing her with a temporary position, Han Zidong was really responsive to their requests for help.

"What is it?"

Han Zidong laughed: "Drink some water and speak slowly."

Zhu Minxi picked up the goblet and drank it down, then slapped it on the table with a bang, giving the illusion of drinking strong alcohol, and stared straight at Han Zidong: "You are really black! knight."

She is not a person who likes to over-express herself. Rather than words, she prefers to declare her ambitions with practical actions: "I thank you on behalf of the members."

"No need, just help me record the ASMR video."

Han Zidong waved his hand, not paying much attention.

He looked at the three groups of people who finally got off the stage, and said seriously: "I appreciate people who are motivated. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved in the future, look at the friendship we have worked and fought together before." , I will help if I can."

"..."