Wang's Korean entertainment

Chapter 967 Rewind ([-])

How many times in a person's life can he truly make up his mind?

As far as he was concerned, he originally planned to spend his past life so casually, but on that winter snowy night, he was changed by the stubbornness and determination shown by a girl.

...Perhaps, it should be said that there are two.

In short, from that moment on, he made up his mind.

truly.

He knew that when he carried his luggage, walked out of that house, and came to San Francisco, a seaport city on the Pacific coast of the United States, with a purpose that only he knew, the ordinary and happiness in the past might be gone forever.

With ambition, the world walks slowly through the thorny road to ascend to the throne!
His ambitions are both big and small, but for him who is short on time, everything is just beginning.

When people are in a foreign country, the emotion of nostalgia is always inevitable.

Especially, when there are so many shadows hanging in your heart.

Finishing his studies in school, working part-time, and planning their immature common dreams with a group of like-minded friends... The fast-paced busy life has made him a great change compared with when he went abroad, but the busier he is, the more It is the desire to get a breath of fresh air in the rushing water.

Mama Zheng is that breath of air.

Without standing in his perspective, no one can imagine how important this beautiful woman who has given him elder-like care during these few months is to him.

A request for help with homework may be nothing more than a simple excuse.

He understood what the fellow aunt who cared about him was thinking, he knew it all, but he just smiled silently and readily agreed, other than that, he didn't say anything more.

Because there are too many things to hesitate, because...he doesn't know if he is ready yet.

The spacious and airy living room on both sides is well lit. A large piece of light and soft sunlight pours in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it also reflects a little dazzling luster on the neatly arranged beige sofa and the clean and transparent glass tabletop.

The carpet made of wool is very comfortable to sit on. I put a soft pillow between my back and the base of the sofa, and feel the warmth of the sun bathing my body. I have a long-lost feeling of laziness and leisure in my heart. .

"Okay, in terms of mathematics, the content is almost the same. Next, let's talk about..."

That is, the timing is not good.

The pencil in his hand stopped on the draft paper, and his voice of explanation stopped.

Because the person who should be listening is not listening, then the person who is speaking naturally has no need to continue.

Looking sideways at the petite figure sitting next to him with his face in his hands and his eyes staring blankly, he blinked and curled the corners of his mouth for no reason.

"Snapped--"

A domestic textbook was photographed in front of this girl, just in time to draw her wandering attention back.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and clear male voice that was always gentle and unchanging came into her ears, seeming to have an unknown smile.

"In South Korea, your behavior like this will be criticized as impolite."

He spoke in pure Seoul dialect. It was not because he wanted to get close to her on purpose, but because of Mama Zheng's request.

It is said that the girl next to him will go back to live in Korea next year—it may not be appropriate to use the word "go back", after all, he heard that she has lived in the United States with her family since she was a child, and she is an American through and through except for her skin color girl.

"...I don't need OPPA to teach me these things."

After being reminded with a rather tactful word, Zheng Xiujing's face did not show any embarrassment. She put down her hands holding her cheeks without changing her expression, and then flipped through the hair he put in front of her. The textbook, the soft eyebrows frowned suddenly, and turned to meet his gaze.

"I'm actually quite aware of the domestic situation. But...you know what you know, why should I change myself because of other people's opinions?"

As she spoke, she pushed her textbooks back in front of him.

His expression suddenly looked a little surprised and amazed, just looking at the beautiful little face in front of him that seemed to be more lovely and moving under the sunlight.

He was surprised a lot, not only because she would say such a thing at her current age, but also because of the name she called herself in the words.

In South Korea, the name "OPPA" is extremely common, and it has almost become the standard for girls of every age to call boys older than themselves, but since he arrived in the United States, he has never heard of this name from anyone. been.

When Zheng's mother was there before, she thought that the girl had to bow her head to her because she was intimidated by the powerful aura of her even mother, and she must be full of unhappiness in her heart.

Unexpectedly, even now that the two of them are alone, Zheng Xiujing still hasn't changed the name she calls him.

Is it because you forgot?

how is this possible.

For an American girl who is used to speaking ABC, the word "OPPA" should be quite a mouthful.

So... is it because of politeness?
Thinking of this, and then thinking of the words he had taught her just now, and her various behaviors when he and she first met, while he was watching Zheng Xiujing, the strange mood in his heart became more and more intense. In addition, there seems to be a hint of interest squeezed in.

Even if you are angry, is it only temporary?
Polite, or impolite; arrogant, or soft-tempered.

This is really...

"...What a magical character."

"what?"

He smiled mysteriously, shook his head, "Nothing."

Oh Soo-jin frowned subconsciously, looked at him, and didn't shy away from the fact that he was still staring at her, thought for a while and said, "To be honest, I don't like OPPA's sudden arrival today."

"Why? Could it be that my visit gave you a beating that you shouldn't have?"

"of course not!"

With a blushing face suddenly, Oh Soo-jin glared at him with some shame and resentment and pretended to be innocent.

A little girl at this age already knows how to be shy, not to mention that this incident someone mentioned is too challenging for the girl's thin skin.

However, after a look of annoyance appeared on her face, Oh Soo-jin calmed down unexpectedly quickly, she simply curled her lips and said angrily: "I don't think there is any need for Mom to ask OPPA to be my tutor." !"

He speaks Korean, and Zheng Xiujing insisted on using English after Zheng's mother left. The cute accent, which is heard in the ear, makes people not have much willingness to correct it.

Well, isn't that "OPPA" sounding good?

That's enough.

"But I heard from my aunt, Xiujing, you don't seem to be in a situation where you don't need tutoring, do you?"

He changed his sitting position, put down the pencil in his hand, and looked at the girl with his head tilted in a more comfortable position. There was no trace of impatience on his young and handsome face, more like a feeling of interest.

"But not to the point of needing a tutor! My studies are actually pretty good!"

Facing his slightly squinted eyes and silent suspicious look, Zheng Xiujing pouted, and then her eyes fell on the pencil and the partially scribbled paper that he put on the table.

"In this case, I will prove to OPPA that you are optimistic about it!"

After hearing these confident words, he was slightly taken aback. After a while, a smile that appeared frequently today appeared on his lips again.

No matter what I said just now, I always acted like I was going my own way, but now I am learning for no reason?
Seeing the girl in front of him who had already picked up the pencil and started doing the sample topics he had written on the draft paper with high spirits, he silently added one after the impression he had made of her in his mind.

Ok.

This is, a very cute and proud... tsundere little girl!

……

"How is it? I told you that I study very well~~"

After spending just a few minutes, Oh Soo-jin proudly waved in front of his eyes the scratch paper on which the answers to each question had been written.

The tiny black mole on the snow-white cheek is set off by the slightly raised lips, which is pleasing to the eye.

He glanced at the straw paper, um, it was mostly correct, and only then did he have a clearer understanding of this girl in his heart.

Because it was used as a sample question, I didn't expect her to answer it. The content learned by the students in the United States at the same time should be different from that in Korea, but I didn't expect that Oh Soo-jin could do it so quickly.

Still, that wasn't enough to make him change his mind.

Seeing that he didn't speak, as if she understood his inner thoughts, Oh Soo-jin's little brows immediately furrowed again, she didn't even think about it, and said very rudely: "OPPA, no matter how much you try to please my mother , it is impossible for me to agree to the fact that you live in my house!"

Hearing this, he swept the girl, and immediately, instead of getting angry, he chuckled lightly and asked in a curious tone: "Don't you think that what you say will make the situation worse?"

"I'm just telling the truth! I hate hiding my true thoughts, so unless necessary, I don't want to lie to you to deceive people."

Oh Soo-jin's young face revealed a serious expression, and she seemed to have a faint, inexplicable expression.

"Why do you still do useless things when you know the result? I hope that OPPA will not hold any meaningless expectations."

This was a bit harsh, but the anger that Oh Soo-jin expected never appeared on his face, and he still looked at himself with a smile on his face.

"It's because it's something you really want to do, so...even if you know the result, you still have to keep doing it, right?"

He softly said something that made the girl stunned, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he took the pencil and draft paper in her hand, turned over one side, began to write and draw on it, and continued to say: "You I’m going back to South Korea next year, of course it’s good to be good at math, but now I hear your Korean accent, it doesn’t seem to be very good?”

"I, I am not only good at mathematics! I am also good at natural science!"

"Your Korean is not good."

"...I can also do social science! I am familiar with world history!"

"Your Korean is not good."

"...Is that all you can say?"

"Your Korean is not good."

"I, I... Hey, my English is very good!"

Seeing the strange look in his eyes, she was stunned, and then reacted instantly, understanding the meaning in his eyes, she couldn't help but lower her face in shame and indignation.

A look of dumbfounding flashed in his deep eyes.

He blinked and thought for a while, and finally focused on a problem that he hadn't paid attention to before.

"Speaking of which, next year, Xiujing, why do you want to go back to Korea? Uncle Zheng and Auntie...don't they still stay in America?"

Zheng Xiujing gave him a blank look, lying sickly on the table, waited for a few seconds, and muttered impatiently: "Didn't Mom tell you? I'm almost old, and I should go back to China to fulfill the contract with the company." gone."

"Contract? What contract?"

"I'm going to be a trainee in an entertainment company, and I'm going to debut as an artist."

Immediately, Zheng Xiujing didn't see it. After hearing his inadvertent answer, his face was stunned, and his expression seemed to suddenly become deep...

(End of this chapter)