Wang's Korean entertainment

Chapter 111 The Beginning of Dog Blood

"Oh, OPPA."

It was almost late at night, and a woman in a down jacket and a white mask walked quickly across the street, talking on a mobile phone in her hand.

"Oh, no, I just want to ask you if you know where our pictorial was shot today, do you still remember where it is in Jiangnan?"

"No, I left something there."

"No, it's just a small thing. It's the bracelet my sister gave me last time. I took it off when I was shooting a pictorial at noon and forgot to take it away. Just tell me the address, and I'll get it myself."

"I said you don't have to come, hurry up and tell me the address."

While talking on the phone, the woman turned her head and looked around, as if she was looking for something.

"Oh? Is it there? Then I walked over there."

It seemed that something was said on the other end of the phone, the woman blinked her eyes, looked back, and then said to the phone: "Then OPPA, that's it."

"Got it, I'll call you when I get home."

After finishing speaking, the woman hung up the phone, turned around and looked at the dimly lit street by the side of the road, exhaled slightly, and pulled the long hair hanging from her right ear behind her ear, then recognized the direction and walked quickly go.

The area where the woman is located is not a commercial area, so at this time, most of the lights on the side of the road are gone, and there are even fewer passers-by. Everyone is walking in a hurry, probably wanting to go home early.

In this atmosphere, the woman involuntarily made her pace faster, but she seemed not familiar with this area, so she still had to stop from time to time to recognize the way.

"Hmm~ can...can you love again~ can you...start again now, with...the love...that I let go before, that's right, love...after love...what's next?"

At the corner of the street, came a few men in leather clothes. It seemed that they all drank a lot. Among them, the middle-aged man who was being supported by someone should have drunk the most. Not to mention his cheeks were flushed, and he was still staggering when he walked. Shaking, the young man who was supporting him had to be very careful.

"Hey, hey Yigu, be careful, big brother, uh... the next sentence, oh, yes, it's still in my heart."

"Oh~ that's right, that's right, now... now it's still me... what am I?"

"Heart, heart, brother."

"Oh, that's right, in my heart...hey, but in my heart, wouldn't I die?"

"Uh, this... this..."

"puff……"

A slight laugh sounded suddenly, and these drunken men stopped abruptly. Among them, the middle-aged man who was walking wobbly looked to the side with a somewhat confused expression, and saw a man on the side of the road A beautiful figure with a tightly wrapped face.

"Hey, miss, you, uh! You... what were you laughing at?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, weakly raised his finger and pointed at the woman, his speech was a little vague, and he hiccupped in the middle.

"Ah... sorry, I didn't mean to."

The woman looked at a group of muscular men who had stopped in their tracks, and the expression on her small face hidden under the white mask seemed to change slightly, and then she bowed to the middle-aged man sincerely.

"So... so, Miss, what are you laughing at?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, then walked a few steps closer to the woman with someone's support.

Seeing the middle-aged man approaching her, the woman stepped back subconsciously, and then bowed to him sincerely, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Hey... hey Yigu, uh! So, what are you laughing at?" The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, then asked the woman squinting.

The woman glanced at the middle-aged man who seemed to have a good attitude, hesitated for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "It's just... that song..."

"Song? Am I not good at singing?" The middle-aged man interjected and asked with a suspicious expression.

"No... no, it's just... that, that lyrics." The woman waved her hand quickly and said with some hesitation.

"lyrics?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly with heavy eyelids, then turned his head to look at the young man who was supporting him, "Then...that lyrics, are...very strange?"

"Uh, brother, well...it seems a little strange."

Seeing the middle-aged man turning his head to ask himself, the young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Ah~ That's right, it must be a problem with the lyrics. How could there be a problem with my singing, right?"

Hearing the young man's answer, the middle-aged man suddenly broke away from his support with a face full of enlightenment, then clapped his hands, and asked the other men around him.

"Yes, yes."

"Brother, your singing is completely at the level of Ren Changding, um, Ren Changding."

"That's right, hey Yigu, who wrote the lyrics? Huh? It's like shit."

As soon as the middle-aged man said this, several men beside him immediately agreed.

"Ah, isn't it? I also think the singing is very good."

Seeing the reactions of the younger brothers, the middle-aged man clapped his hands happily.

"That's right, brother, you sing really well."

"exactly."

"But miss, don't be in a hurry to leave."

However, at this moment, the happy expression on the middle-aged man's face suddenly disappeared, and he stared at the woman who was about to leave secretly, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Is there... anything else?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the woman's body froze slightly, and she stopped in her tracks. Then, she tightly grasped the backpack strap and asked a little nervously.

"Miss, even if the lyrics are bad, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? Why are you laughing? No, the Republic of Korea doesn't allow citizens to sing in the street anymore?" The middle-aged man looked at the woman with a puzzled expression and said .

"Ah, no, of course not, I... I just..." The woman waved her hands in a panic and stammered.

"Just what?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and his squinting eyes suddenly opened slightly, staring straight at the woman. His expression, which was still dazed just now, seemed to have changed slightly in an instant.

Seeing the change in the middle-aged man's expression, the woman felt an inexplicable sense of fear in her heart. She slightly opened her uncovered eyes, then subconsciously stepped back, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.

"Speaking of which, miss, you are really strange. Why are you dressed like this? Could it be..."

While talking, the middle-aged man approached the woman. The confused expression on his face when he was drunk gradually faded away, and his slightly squinted eyes were no longer as dazed as before. Glancing at the woman's attire, the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched upwards, and she stretched out her finger to touch the mask on her face, with a dazed expression on her face, "Could it be... miss, are you an idol?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the woman was startled, and quickly backed away, wanting to leave, only to realize that the men following the middle-aged man had surrounded her at some point.

(End of this chapter)