Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 5 Truth or Dare
I don't know how long Cui Xueli cried, but a bell suddenly rang in the pavilion.

『Electric Electric Shock
EEE Electric EEE Electric Shock...』

Obviously this is f(x)'s "Electric Shock", Han Zidong reminded softly: "Sulli, what is your phone number?"

Cui Xueli stopped crying upon hearing this, let go of Han Zidong, and took out her phone from her pocket.

After seeing the incoming call, she didn't rush to connect. Instead, she wiped away the tears on her face, pressed her chest, and adjusted her breath.

As soon as the phone was connected, a "Ou Ma" revealed the identity of the caller.

Han Zidong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the call came in a timely manner, otherwise he really didn't know how to comfort this crying girl.

Thinking that there must be a lot of private conversations between the mother and daughter, it is not suitable for him to stay here, Han Zidong pointed to the outside of the pavilion, and wanted to leave Cui Xueli a space to talk alone.

But Cui Xueli held her down with one hand, and shook her head at him, so he had no choice but to sit aside, breathing steadily, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

As Cui Xueli said, there seems to be no common language between their mother and daughter. In the short two or three minutes of the call, Cui Xueli gave a few positive replies, and she was silent most of the time. spent.

"Drank a little beer with the Ernies."

"..."

"I won't go back. I made an appointment with my friend. I won't go back to Busan this Mid-Autumn Festival."

"..."

"Female friend."

"..."

"It's Seki," Cui Xueli glanced at Han Zidong, and continued to reply, "We are relatives from the same year, and Seki is also in SM company.

Well, my mother, goodbye! "

"My mother asked me if I wanted to go back to Busan during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I said I would stay in Seoul." Cui Xueli put down the phone and briefly explained to Han Zidong the content of the call just now.

Han Zidong didn't know why, but he followed Cui Xueli's words and replied: "Really? Then I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!"

"Thank you!" Cui Xueli forced a smile.

An unexpected call caused the two to separate again. Remembering the ambiguous scene where the two hugged each other just now, she stood up and lay down in front of the fence, and shouted down the mountain: "Sulli, fighting!"

Han Zidong also shouted: "Zidong, fighting! Sulli, fighting!"

Cui Xueli laughed, this time her smile was a little more relaxed: "fighting!"

When she was holding on to the fence and was about to get up, her left hand was suddenly prickled and she retracted.

She was half lying in front of the fence, lost the support of her left hand, lost her balance and fell forward, and the effect of alcohol made her reaction a few beats slower than usual. A body has already leaned out of the fence.

"I rely on!"

Seeing this, Han Zidong quickly slid and knelt down, and at the last moment, he hugged Cui Xueli's waist.

Stretching out a hand to protect the opponent's head, he rolled over and completely pulled Cui Xueli back into the pavilion.

Crackling, the two rolled over.

"One West!"

Han Zidong sat up straight, panting heavily, and after experiencing the scene just now, most of his alcoholic energy dissipated immediately.

A step away, an empty wine can rolled to the side, and another wine can with more than half a bottle was bubbling out.

Gan, the bottle in the back is his!

Han Zidong frowned, it was the first time for this girl to drink alcohol, and she drank in such a hurry.

Glancing over, the perpetrator was sitting cross-legged on the ground as if nothing had happened, as if he was clasping his fingers, and she seemed to be unaware of the danger just now.

Oh my god, this is not a drunkard like Yuri, this is a drunkard, a complete drunkard!
Han Zidong leaned over and asked in a stern tone: "Ah, do you know that you almost sent me back early..."

Cui Xueli raised her head and stretched out her left hand naively: "Apa!"

"Ouba, Apa!"

No one can escape the spoiled "Ouba" of Busan girls, and Han Zidong is no exception.

"Hmm... what's wrong with you?"

He quickly turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, squeezed Cui Xueli's hand, and looked carefully.

In the end, a small wooden thorn was found in Cui Xueli's palm, and it turned out that this was the culprit!

Picking up wooden thorns, he exhorted: "Ah, you should drink less alcohol in the future, it will really add trouble to others."

After the near-miss scene just now, there was only the last can of wine left. Cui Xueli proposed half a bottle for each person, but Han Zidong didn't dare to let Cui Xueli continue to drink himself, but pulled her to play a small game—— truth or Dare.

After several rounds of truth or dare, Cui Xueli chose to tell the truth and confide in her heart.

Han Zidong, on the other hand, drank in silence, and took the opportunity to finish more than half of the drink.

"Ouba, who was your first love?"

Han Zidong poured half a glass of wine into the paper cup and chose to drink.

"Ouba, you can't drink all the time, you have to answer the next question?"

Han Zidong shook the wine jar, confirmed that there was not much wine left in the bottle, and then replied with a smile: "OK."

He squeezed the empty wine can before, and with one force, the empty wine can continued to spin. This time the person chosen was Cui Xueli.

"Sulli, do you like acting more than dancing?" Han Zidong asked a harmless question casually.

Cui Xueli nodded first, and then shook her head: "I don't know either. At the beginning, I liked acting because I didn't want to disappoint my mother. Later, I was able to make money and subsidize the family. Happy.

It's just that as I get taller and taller," Cui Xueli gestured at her height: "The acting appointments of children are getting more and more inappropriate, and the acting appointments of adults will not find me at all, so I will accept the company's offer." Suggestion, choose the girl group.

To be honest, I don't know what I like to do, maybe I just want to be a housewife. "

Han Zidong was silent, not sure what position he should take to sort it out.

Should I persuade the girl in front of me to hold back the seven-year exclusive contract period and pursue what she wants after the contract period expires, or should I say that people should live for themselves instead of living in a world that needs to be recognized by others? inside.

It's just that Cui Xueli didn't think so much, she smiled and held down the wine jar, and smiled slyly: "It's my turn."

Game continues.

When the wine jar stopped, the mouth of the jar was facing Han Zidong.

Cui Xueli's eyes flickered, as if a deer was jumping around in her heart.

The man in front of her seemed to have a strange charm, unknowingly made her confide a lot of truths that she hadn't confided to anyone at all, and it was even very likely that she would never say it.

In her life where there was only the spotlight, an unexpected desire suddenly appeared. She longed to drink and chat with the man in front of her.

She leaned forward and opened her mouth slightly, but the words she was supposed to say were blocked in her throat because of her beating heart. She took a deep breath and swallowed.

"Zidong Ouba, do you like girls like me?"

what's the situation?
Hearing Cui Xueli's words, Han Zidong was puzzled, whether she was confessing or joking.

Although he is very handsome, it is not enough for a female idol to fall in love at first sight.

Han Zidong shook his head, gestured with his hands behind his ears, and said, "I like girls with long hair."

"Yeah~" Cui Xueli pouted, touched the end of her hair, and argued unconvinced: "In half a year at most, my hair can grow to hang down my shoulders."

"Okay, then you can ask me in half a year."

Han Zidong responded to the "joke" with a joke.

The wine pot was turned for two more rounds, and it was Han Zidong's turn again. This time, Cui Xueli pointed the question at Han Zidong's occupation.

"Zidong Ouba, are you really a manga writer?"

"Well, if I can successfully draw a popular comic in the next two months, my status as a comic writer should be confirmed. If not, then I can only go back to China first."

"Why two months?"

"Because I only have two months left on my visa."

15 minutes later, there is an intersection about tens of meters away from Yingyue Peak Park.

Han Zidong hung up the phone in disappointment, and when he turned around, he saw Cui Xueli sitting in the storage box with her head on her lap, motionless, she seemed to be asleep.

He trotted two steps, squatted next to Cui Xueli, and pushed her.

"Sulli?"

Cui Xueli turned her head in a daze, without opening her eyes, and asked, "Have you called a car yet?"

"No, the dispatch center said that the capacity of the Mid-Autumn Festival is tight, and they can't dispatch a car for at least half an hour."

Cui Xueli snorted: "Then what should I do?"

Han Zidong glanced at the time on his phone, and said, "Let's go back to our store for a rest first, and when I'm done drinking, I'll drive you back by bike, how about it?"

Cui Xueli forcefully opened her sleepy eyes and nodded.

The Chinese restaurant where Han Zidong works is less than 1.5 kilometers away from Yingyue Peak, and the two of them walked there in 10 minutes.

As soon as she entered the restaurant, Cui Xueli drooped her head like a zombie, randomly chose a table, lay down on it, and stared at it.

When Han Zidong finished cleaning the tableware and passed by the lobby, he shook his head seeing Cui Xueli sleeping soundly.

He didn't know whether to thank the other party for his trust, or to say that this girl has no security awareness at all.

As a girl, she was able to fall asleep in a completely unfamiliar environment, how heartbroken she was.

Han Zidong walked over and called Cui Xueli several times, but he didn't wake her up.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up Cui Xueli and walk to the second floor.

Carrying Cui Xueli to the rest room on the second floor, and tucking her in the quilt, Han Zidong came to the lobby on the first floor with his notebook in his arms.

He opened the Tumblbug website and checked his personal background information. After seeing three payments, he was happy.

At this point, it would be impolite for him to repeat himself.

According to the original timeline, the peninsula's webtoon market will explode next year, but it's not just me, I'll be on the mountain. Since the current peninsula's webtoon market is still in the stage of exploring the payment model, then he will burn it. Paid first fire.

From a certain point of view, the development process of Peninsula’s web comics is similar to that of domestic web comics. They have gone through four stages: free release, paid for trial operation, IP derivative development, and going abroad.

It’s just a comparison with China. Xia Guo’s online articles have been trial-run and paid since 2003. The two major portals of the peninsula, Naver and Daum, are somewhat “reluctant to make progress.” They didn’t start paying for some works until the beginning of this year.

However, this does not mean that there is still a long way to go for the peninsula’s online comics payment market, otherwise Lezhin Comics would not have been a great success once it was released in 2013, and it would have blazed a trail under the blockade of the two giants Naver and Daum.

At present, risks and opportunities coexist. As the first person to eat crabs, once he succeeds, he will create a Lezhin Comics himself.

As for the case that the payment model doesn’t work, that’s fine. Anyway, he’s planning to build a website through crowdfunding, so the risk he bears alone won’t be too high, and at most it will cost some time.

……

Cui Xueli sat up from the bed suddenly, and got out of bed in a daze. The moment her soles touched the ground, the horror brought by the strange touch rushed straight from the soles of her feet to the sky.

Her bed frame should never have been this low, and there should have been a blanket on the floor of her room that was soft to step on, not a bare floor like this.

She shuddered and woke up instantly.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around her, she and a man were drinking in a pavilion, and the two went down the mountain shoulder to shoulder, and entered a Chinese restaurant at the invitation of the other party...

As for the content behind it, she doesn't remember much.

She lowered her head to feel around her body, and after confirming that her clothes were intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly found the switch.

With a bang, the room brightened up.

The room of more than 10 square meters is not big, and the layout is simple. Apart from a mattress, there is only a simple wardrobe and a movable clothes rail.

"It's so clean!"

Cui Xueli sighed in her heart, and then she ran out with her legs crossed.

The toilet is next to the stairs. After solving her personal physical problems, Cui Xueli scooped up a handful of cold water and washed her face vigorously.

Looking at the slightly swollen face in the mirror, Cui Xueli smashed her little head angrily.

How come you go home with someone with a can of beer and a pot of ramen?

Shirley, you can grow up!

(End of this chapter)