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Chapter 504 I Don't Like the Name Krystal

Chapter 504 I Don't Like the Name Krystal
Los Angeles, USA.

There are people coming and going on the sunny streets, people are shopping and chatting leisurely, some are catching the bus to work or school, or they are resting in the coffee shop on the street, drinking coffee and enjoying the pleasant morning time.

All this seems to be in stark contrast to the night in Seoul on the other side of the ocean.

A slender figure was wearing a pair of thick-soled slippers, sitting under a parasol in a street cafe.

The cool camisole and jeans perfectly outline the curves of her figure. There is also a pair of big sunglasses on the unrestrained hair. She looks very fashionable and attracts some boys on the side of the road from time to time. attention.

It's just that this slender figure doesn't have the mind to pay attention to the things around him at this time, but puts all his attention on the mobile phone next to his ear.

"By the way, OPPA probably doesn't remember that girl Krystal now... oh, that's not right, that girl told me before that she went to OPPA..."

Slightly biting her beautifully painted lips with pink lip gloss, Jung Soo-yeon frowned lightly, muttering in distress.

And at this moment, a suspicious voice from the other side of the ocean came to her ears, which brought her back to her senses.

"K? What did I forget before?"

"..."

Hearing Han Yu's curious question, Jung Soo-yeon blinked her eyes, then couldn't help pursing her lips, and carefully asked the phone in a tentative tone: "OPPA?"

"Ok?"

Han Yu on the other end of the phone responded lightly.

"OPPA...maybe..." Jung Soo-yeon blinked her eyes again, and asked softly while holding her phone curiously, "Maybe you...do you still remember Krystal?"

K...

Krystal?

all of a sudden.

Han Yu, who was walking on the streets of Seoul, stopped abruptly, holding a mobile phone in his hand, staring at the front in a daze...

"What... what's wrong? OPPA?"

The suddenly quiet voice on the other end of the phone made Jung Soo-yeon stunned for a moment, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she held her phone and asked a question nervously.

"I……"

"Me? I... what?"

The hesitant and dazed voice from the phone made Jung Soo-yeon blink, and asked cautiously.

"..."

"OPPA?"

"Huh? Ah... Ah, no."

Suddenly, Han Yu, who was standing by the side of the street, blinked, and he came back to his senses, pursed his lips, and quickly replied in a strange-sounding tone: "That... I... I don't know any Krystal ,who is he?"

"Hmm... So you really don't remember OPPA..."

Hearing Han Yu's words, Jung Soo-yeon nodded slightly in a daze, her slender brows were slightly frowned, as if she was wondering about something in her heart.

But immediately, she didn't worry too much about it. After thinking for a while, she blinked, and her slightly frowning brows loosened. At the same time, an inexplicable smile appeared on her lips. He muttered in a low voice: "So, this time, I'm the first person in my family to come into contact with OPPA..."

"Huh? What?"

"Ah, nothing..."

Jung Soo-yeon pouted slightly, a playful smile like a little girl quietly appeared on her pretty face, and she said in a relaxed tone: "I want to tell OPPA, OPPA, you also made a mistake on your birthday last time." .”

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"OPPA, you didn't go to Krystal's birthday party last time." Jung Soo-yeon couldn't help wrinkling her nose as she spoke, as if she was complaining for her sister, and said in a voice that was not without resentment: "Although OPPA seemed to be in the hospital at that time. In the middle, but you didn't set any reminders for yourself in advance, it seems a bit unreasonable, right?"

"Ah... that's right..."

On the other end of the phone, Han Yu stood still with his mobile phone, blinked his eyes after hearing what Jung Soo-yeon said, and nodded as if he suddenly understood, but for some reason, he looked quite absent-minded.

"OPPA!"

Jung Soo-yeon frowned again, obviously hearing the perfunctory in someone's words, she couldn't help but whispered in a lecture tone: "I know OPPA, you may not have much impression of Krystal now, but she is actually my sister Ah! OPPA, you used to love her too!"

"Ok?"

At this moment, Han Yu's attention finally came back a little. He held the phone in a daze, then blinked, and suddenly asked in a strange tone: "Is Mao Mao your...sister?"

"Yeah." Feeling that someone's attention finally returned to her, the expression on Jessica's face eased slightly, she raised the corners of her lips, and said softly with her mobile phone: "Krystal, my sister, too. An entertainer."

"Also an entertainer?"

All of a sudden, upon hearing what Jung Soo-yeon said, Han Yu seemed to raise his brows in surprise while being stunned, and at the same time, the little change in his expression just disappeared.

"Ok!"

Didn't notice something strange about Han Yu on the other end of the phone. On the Los Angeles side, Jung Soo-yeon sat under a parasol on the side of the street, slightly tilted her mouth and nodded happily, and said proudly to the phone: "That girl I'm also a member of an idol group, but that girl is much more arrogant than me. I remember that girl once said a word, saying, 'The name Krystal means impeccable on stage!', full of arrogance Well. I remember, when she first debuted, she always told me in private that she wanted to catch up with me. Tsk, but it’s true... that girl seems to have done it now. She is very popular, can sing and dance, The most important thing is that she has already surpassed me in terms of acting, she just made a movie not long ago."

Speaking of her younger sister, Jessica Jessica seemed to open her mouth all of a sudden.

Although the emotion doesn't sound so obvious, from every word of her words, it seems that people can feel the full sense of pride in her heart.

As if he couldn't wait to introduce his most precious thing to others, Han Yu's mouth on the other side of the phone couldn't help but slightly twitched with this little girl's tone.

"is it?"

Holding the mobile phone, Han Yu slightly raised his eyes to look at the situation on the side of the road ahead of him. His deep eyes seemed a little dazed and confused, and he murmured in a low voice: "Entertainment is not a very easy profession. It seems She is a very confident girl with a very flamboyant personality..."

At the place Han Yu looked at, there was a building standing quietly there. The two huge letters "SM" were printed on its door, which instantly made this building look very different in Han Yu's eyes. It's different.

But what Han Yu really cares about is not the coincidence that he came to SM company after walking.

But at this time, at the door of the SM company building, at this point in time, he actually saw a few figures squatting guarding...

They only looked like four or five people, and they huddled together. Even if there was no one else on the road at this time, they still squatted aside obediently. Some held signs in their hands, while others held a Something like a stack of leaflets.

Due to the distance and the light, Han Yu couldn't see clearly what was written on the sign, but Guangguang stood in place, looking at the few figures who looked particularly lonely under the night, he was stunned all of a sudden , and this was also the reason why he was distracted when he was on the phone with Jung Soo-yeon just now.

Are you a fan...

A low question sounded in his heart, Han Yu frowned slightly, holding his mobile phone and looking at those lonely figures who were obviously disturbed by the low temperature in the night and shivering all the time, his heart couldn't help surging An inexplicable feeling.

Like pity, like doubt.

And at this moment, Jessica Jessica's displeased response came from beside his ears.

"That's not true! OPPA, how can you say that? Krystal is actually a little introverted, okay?"

Hearing the soft and coquettish voice in his ears, Han Yu finally didn't focus on the figures in front of SM's door. After thinking about it, he sighed slightly and continued to walk forward slowly, while Walking, she said casually: "Really? I don't look like an introverted child at all when I heard her words. Krystal, is it Crystal? It sounds worse than Maomao's Jessica... Honestly Said, I don't like this kind of self-righteous remarks. Artists can shine on stage not only because of themselves...but also because of the help of fans, because of fans, they can shine on stage. So... Krystal ? I dare not agree with what this child said."

All of a sudden, Han Yu suddenly seemed to have a somewhat aggressive tone, which made Zheng Xiuyan on the other end of the phone stunned. A pair of beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkled immediately, and her cheeks bulged habitually. She blinked and blinked. There was a bit of an inexplicable look on his face.

It's just that Han Yu's words made her unable to find anything to refute for a while, so she could only grunt softly and mutter in her mouth: "OPPA, are you going too far? What do you mean by 'better than your Jessica? Ugh? Huh? Why is my name so ugly? And my sister just said something rather arrogant... Could it be OPPA that you didn't say anything overly confident when you were young? Why are you suddenly like this..."

"..."

Jung Soo-yeon's low-pitched complaint brought Han Yu back to his senses when he was in a mood just now. He blinked, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face hidden under the mask, and he also realized what he said just now was inappropriate. He hurriedly raised his hand and scratched his forehead in embarrassment, and explained softly to the phone: "Uh, that... Maomao, I didn't mean that, I just... suddenly thought of this, and then said it, there is no other meaning , um, really!"

"Hing..."

Wrinkling her fair nose, Han Yu's slightly apologetic reply seemed not to be beyond Jessica's expectations, she held the phone and whispered angrily: "Anyway, OPPA, you are a bit too much this time... don't talk about me, you used to You would never say such things to Krystal, she grew up with you since childhood..."

"Whoa..."

A leaflet blew to my feet in the cold night wind.

On the streets of Seoul at night, listening to Jessica Jessica's low-pitched complaints, Han Yu frowned subconsciously, and a little doubt suddenly appeared on his face again, while bending over, from Picking up the flyer on the ground, he asked casually, "Well, Maomao, I've always wanted to ask you something. Do you know a girl whose name is a bit like yours? Her name is Zheng Xiu..."

Suddenly, Han Yu's voice stopped abruptly...
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(End of this chapter)

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