Wang's Korean entertainment

Chapter 53 Maomao, what's wrong?
at night.

Han Yu glanced at the crew who were busy in the distance, and then looked down at the cell phone that was ringing in his hand. His eyebrows that seemed to have been repaired slightly frowned, as if he was holding a hot phone. like a sweet potato.

At present, Han Yu's mobile phone has actually rang twice in his opinion, except for the calls from Zhen Xiuwan and others during this period, the other two times, one was from Zhen Xiuwan, and the other was from Chen Xian.

The reason why Han Yu counted this way is because these two people actually called Jin Zhiyu.

And now, it should be the third time!

And this time the situation is obviously different from the previous two.

big hair...

Han Yu's eyes flickered under the light of the crew in the distance, faintly like the lamp in the dark night.

To be honest, this phone has been in Han Yu's hands for a few days, but he has never opened the address book except for making calls.

Of course he knew that if he really wanted to know about Jin Zhiyu, then dialing the number in the address book was the fastest way, but he was not ready, not ready to face everything about Jin Zhiyu.

So far, Han Yu has said that he has integrated into Jin Zhiyu's life. Although he seems to have done it, he has always accepted it passively. After all, he is not yet mentally prepared.

He is not yet mentally prepared to deal with all kinds of situations that Jin Zhiyu may leave behind. Anyway, based on what Han Yu has discovered so far, he does not think that Jin Zhiyu's situation may be so simple.

Therefore, Han Yu has not tried to contact anyone related to Jin Zhiyu until now.

As for the current call, I have to say that it caught Han Yu by surprise, firstly because of its special nature, and secondly because it came at an untimely time.

Han Yu turned his head and looked at the brightly lit shooting scene in the distance, frowning slightly, hesitating in his heart.

"Yu."

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from afar.

Han Yu's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he saw Huang Jingyin waving to him from afar. After hesitating for a moment, he asked loudly, "Is the filming going to start?"

"No," Huang Jingyin trotted over, "We've called it a day."

Han Yu was startled when he heard the words, "Why?"

"The wind was too cold at night. Senior Park Jun-kui suffered from a headache. We have already filmed for more than ten hours today, so Director Kim decided to postpone the scene to tomorrow night. Anyway, the house has already been set up." Huang Jingyin took a few breaths and replied.

When Han Yu heard this, he was stunned for a while, and glanced at the crew in the distance who seemed to have really started packing up the equipment, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Call? Why don't you answer it?"

After finishing what she wanted to say, Huang Jingyin also noticed the ringing cell phone in Han Yu's hand.

"Ah, I'm going to pick it up, sister Jingyin, you don't have to take me back today, anyway, it's not far from my house, I'll walk back by myself."

Han Yu took a look at the mobile phone in his hand, and smiled at Huang Jingyin.

"Oh...then you should be careful by yourself."

Huang Jingyin gave Han Yu a strange look, but said nothing, turned around and left after giving some instructions. After all, Han Yu is such an adult, she doesn't need to worry.

Han Yu silently watched Huang Jingyin leave, then looked at the two words on the phone screen, thought about his words for a while, then walked aside, pressed the answer button directly, and lowered his voice slightly.

"……What's wrong?"

Han Yu didn't use "Hello". He definitely couldn't use this word in front of an acquaintance who was probably Jin Zhiyu, so he thought about it for a while and started with this sentence.

"O...OPPA?"

When he heard the timid female voice coming from the mobile phone, Han Yu's body immediately froze subconsciously!
But soon, Han Yu came back to his senses. He took the phone to him and looked at it again, sighed imperceptibly from his mouth, and then put the phone close to his ear again, using a much softer tone than before. The voice asked again: "Is something wrong?"

Since the other party is a girl, the name Da Mao is unlikely to be a name, it should be a nickname, then, plus her "OPPA", which can be said to be "shattering" to Han Yu, Han Yu knows everything without thinking, This should be a woman close to Jin Zhiyu.

A close woman...

Looking at the vast night in front of him, Han Yu blinked his dry eyes, raised his other hand and rubbed the center of his brow, feeling helpless in his heart.

A woman calls someone close to her in the middle of the night. Han Yu can understand this situation after a little thought. She is definitely not as simple as saying good night, but the problem is that he doesn't understand women's affairs at all, let alone now. A woman he obviously didn't know but theoretically he knew.

However, even if he doesn't understand, Han Yu still has to bite the bullet and continue. After all, theoretically speaking, he has "responsibility and obligation" to this girl...

"Did I... disturb your rest?"

Hearing what the other party said, Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little surprise on his face.

What surprised him was of course not what the other party said, but the language the other party used. She actually used English.

Among the languages ​​that Han Yu knows, except Chinese and Korean, he is best at English. He has learned American English, British English, and even Old European English. He can easily change from a London accent to a Manhattan accent. Street black accents.

As for the English used by the other party, he knew it was pure American English as soon as he heard it, and after careful recollection, he heard that it should be the accent of California.

After a moment of silence, Han Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he also switched to American English with a California accent and said, "It's okay, I haven't slept yet, what's the matter with you?"

"..."

There was a silence on the other side, but Han Yu didn't care. He looked around with his mobile phone, feeling the cold of the night, and felt that he should walk back slowly and talk while walking.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

Han Yu walked carefully at night, the area where he is now is really dark at this time, he had to pay attention to the ground, and then talked on the phone in a soft voice as much as possible.

Fortunately, at last we soon arrived at a section of the street where the street lights were relatively bright. Han Yu stood on the street, looked at the passers-by in twos and threes on the side of the road, and then realized that the other end of the phone was still silent. After a little thought in my heart, I called out to the phone with some hesitation.

"Mao... Mao Mao, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)