Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

"Clap clap clap!"

Off the stage, Han Zidong clapped his hands with the audience.

It's just that his mind was not on this musical at all, and he didn't even understand the plot. It can be said that he just sat there for nearly two hours. In fact, if Shin Yun-joo hadn't been there, he wouldn't have bothered to watch such a long drama. Performance art.

On the stage, performers are taking their final call.

Wearing a dark blue European-style aristocratic dress, Shin Yun-joo is like a noble elf in a medieval theme, with indescribable elegance and nobility in her every frown and smile.

I can no longer see the doormat who always cried.

He held out his hand to his side.

The little secretary Zhu Minxi handed over the mobile phone tacitly, and then he held up the mobile phone and captured Shin Yunzhu smiling and moaning.

After 10 minutes, the stage ended, and the audience stood up and gave the warmest applause.

Han Zidong stood up and stamped his legs, slapping harder than anyone else.

It's over.

People who don't know will definitely think that he likes this musical very much. In fact, he is already considering whether to buy the Peninsula District copyright of all musicals, modify the performance format, and standardize the performance time.

A performance lasts two or three hours. Who can bear this?

At the end of the performance, the audience began to leave one after another.

After waiting for a while, guessing that the change of clothes should be completed backstage, Han Zidong asked Zhu Minxi to stay outside and went backstage alone.

Although he was not a staff member or a performer, he still managed to reach Shin Yunzhu's dressing room backstage by scanning his face.

Standing in front of the door, he silently counted three times and knocked on the door.

Whether there was no one in the house or Shen Yunzhu didn't want to see him, he had long been used to it, but what he didn't expect was that the door was opened from the inside just after he knocked twice.

Shin Yoon-joo, still wearing stage clothes, appeared from behind the door.

Han Zidong was so surprised that he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

After more than six years, the day finally came when the two of them could face each other again.

But when he thought about the gap between the two people that had been separated for more than six years, he opened his mouth and slowly closed it again. Although he had thought about countless openings, at this moment, he had no idea how to open his mouth.

In the end, he just waved his hand and greeted Shen Yunzhu.

Shen Yunzhu pursed her lips and looked at him quietly, biting her lower lip slightly with her teeth, her slightly plump lower lip trembling slightly, her breathing getting heavier and heavier, and her chest heaving violently.

The next second, something crystal clear came out of his eyes, and he burst into tears.

Han Zidong couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, hugged Shen Yunzhu in his arms, and apologized constantly.

"Miahnai."

Shen Yunzhu said nothing, sniffed and hugged the man in front of her tightly.

Leaning into Han Zidong's arms again after more than six years, I knew clearly that I must be crying ugly now, but my tears were like a flood that burst the embankment and I couldn't control it no matter what.

His mind is filled with every detail since the two of them met. Even though a long time has passed, those past memories are still as clear and recallable as if they happened yesterday.

From the first time I saw Han Zidong's Star You crowdfunding project, I sponsored 1 yuan, to silently collecting Han Zidong's news reports and silhouettes, to the first time the two met at an online variety show meeting.

From Han Zidong ignoring her on the bank of the Han River, to the night when the two got married first and then fell in love, to building a love nest in the Holy Water Cave.

From Han Zidong sketching "Let Me Disappear from the Earth" for her, to giving her a name and portrait, and finally to the filming location, he gave her the most grand birthday gift she has received in 21 years.

From Han Zidong's constant attendance at Venus's meet-and-greets, book signings, small concerts, to attending every one of her musical performances...

……

I don't know how much time passed, but Han Zixian only felt a large amount of wetness on his chest. He patted Shen Yunzhu and said, "Yunzhu, how about we go in and talk?"

He looked back down the corridor as he spoke.I don't know when it started. The corridors where a few people occasionally passed by were now empty. The closed waiting rooms and locker rooms were also eerily quiet, as if the people in this space suddenly disappeared.

In fact, you can guess what the current situation is without even thinking about it.

Shen Yunzhu heard this and let go of Han Zidong.

She didn't pay attention to what was going on around her at all. She was completely focused on Han Zidong. She stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the wrinkles on Han Zidong's body that she had scratched. She sniffed and nodded slowly.

Han Zidong held Shen Yunzhu's hand and walked into the dressing room and closed the door.

As the door was closed, everything outside the house was isolated.

He looked Shen Yunzhu up and down: "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

Shen Yunzhu pursed her lips: "I want you to take a closer look at me."

As she spoke, she took a few steps forward, her heavy skirt swaying. Then she turned around and looked back with a smile. She held up a corner of the skirt with both hands and curtsied on the spot: "Is it beautiful?"

"Nei, yeah bah!"

Han Zidong stepped forward quickly, grabbed Shen Yunzhu's waist and pulled Shen Yunzhu into his arms: "Yunzhu, you are really scary when you are angry. You have ignored me for more than six years."

"Who told you to be a playboy!"

Shen Yunzhu curled her lips, and then she asked: "Is that house still there?"

"Here, the layout is exactly the same as before."

"Take me to see."

"it is good."

Han Zixian took Shen Yunzhu and walked out.

"Yeah, I haven't changed my clothes yet."

"Whatever clothes you want to change into, just wear them."

The two of them walked quickly at first, then started trotting later.

One was wearing extraordinary casual clothes, and the other was wearing a classical palace skirt. Their strange matching made the two of them attracted many passers-by on their way from the performance center to the parking lot.

But with his current status, he has long been immune to any gossip. What's more, hundreds of versions of the story between the two of them have been circulated, and there is no need to care about other people's opinions.

Sitting in the car, Shen Yunzhu clutched her chest and gasped for air. There were beads of sweat on her face, which looked very charming.

Han Zidong turned sideways and tapped his cheek with his finger.

Shen Yunzhu pursed her lips in a funny way, came over and pecked him gently on the face.

mua.

"Yun Zhuxi, fasten your seat belt." Han Zidong started the car with satisfaction.

"Inside."

"The starting point is our Yunzhu's heart, the ending point is our home, the beginning!"

……

Arriving at the door of a familiar home, Shen Yunzhu entered Han Zidong's birthday, but found that it was not correct at all. She looked up and asked: "What is the password?"

"you guess."

Han Zidong had no intention of helping at all, and just hugged Shen Yunzhu from behind.

Shen Yunzhu thought for a while and typed in her birthday.

The password is correct! (End of chapter)