From that Korean city

At the airport in the early morning.

Wearing sunglasses, Ham Eun-jung came out quietly with a bag. She was dressed simply and covered with a suit, so she was not recognized by fans.

After leaving the airport, she sat down in the car of Park Hyo-min who came to pick her up.

"I said, Eun-jung, why did you come back alone? My performance is not an important occasion. There is no need."

In the driver's seat, Park Hyo-min looked at Ham Eun-jung getting in the car, and although she said she disliked it, she was still warm in her heart.

It is really rare to have a member sister who supports you in this entertainment industry.

"Last time, I didn't stand up for you with Ji-yeon. This time it's my turn."

Hamm Eun-jung smiled.

As soon as Ham Eun-jung finished speaking, Park Hyo-min, who was in a good mood, even stepped on the accelerator a little harder, which frightened her and she hurriedly shouted, "No, go slower, slower, I still want to live a few more years."

"What are you talking about? I'm a good driver."

Park Hyo-min said depressedly, but the speed of the car still slowed down.

Hamm Eun-jung, who saw her obedient, was relieved and asked, "By the way, how is the performance of the solo this time?"

"It's okay, it's beyond my expectations. I can compete for the first place in the song promotion in two days. The sales of the music source are also good, and it can be said to be squeezed into the top few places on the music chart."

As Tara's popularity soared overseas, the black history of their previous history on the peninsula has been temporarily suppressed, although there are still many similar comments.

But for netizens who are more interested in novelty than archaeology, Park Hyo-min's body is better than the previous slanderous news that seems to be full of loopholes.

The overseas performance is even better. From the release to now, it has basically never dropped from the first or top ten of the music charts.

The number of clicks and comments is even more terrifying. The reason is of course Park Hyomin's devilish figure in the MV, which made the flesh fans have a great Spring Festival.

"That's pretty good, about the same as Jiyeon, but better than her."

After hearing the answer, Ham Eun-jeong thought about Park Jiyeon's solo not long ago and nodded slightly.

"I'm just a three-minute enthusiasm, and fans are just greedy for my body. So it seems to come fiercely, but it will probably go away quickly. Jiyeon's song is better than mine, and the stage design is also great. The subsequent results should be better."

Park Hyomin, who judges everything very rationally, doesn't care about the results of the results at all.

The main reason is that her mind is no longer just staring at the peninsula. Her vision and perspective are much longer-term than last year.

In her opinion, even if the results here are not very good, there is still popularity overseas.

According to what Lin Yi said before, the purpose of becoming an idol was to make money, so it doesn't matter where you make money.

And in China, you have eaten too much delicious food, and the invitation letters are all worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Now when she returns to Seoul and sees those commercial performances that cost thousands of yuan per show, if she is not under pressure from the contract, Park Hyomin probably won't even look at them.

Because even if the fees there are to be divided, they are more than here anyway.

Xian Enjing was shocked by what she just said. After laughing, she stretched out her hand and wanted to slap the other party, but thinking that she was driving, she could only laugh and curse.

"I am greedy for your body? Ah, Hyomin, you are talking more and more outspoken."

"I am telling the truth, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, I didn't have any plastic surgery on my body. It's all the result of talent and hard work. So fans recognize my body and recognize me as a person, and I am very happy."

Park Hyomin raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, looking very clear.

Next to her, Xian Enjing looked at her with a playful look and smiled softly, "So, is this the reason why you often post your bikini photos online?"

"Of course, why hide good things? Didn't Lin Yi say that? Smart people will convert their advantages into foundation and money."

"Bullshit concept."

As soon as she heard Lin Yi's name, Xian Enjing covered her mouth and laughed, and at the same time, she didn't forget to complain.

However, Park Hyomin regarded Lin Yi's words as a classic, and showed evidence to say, "Enjing, what you said is wrong. Look at my Weibo fans over there, now it has exceeded 10 million, and I can get tens of millions of won by taking any advertisement."

"And I don't have to shoot any advertisements, and the brand side asks me to do this and that again and again. I can get money just by posting a dynamic, so I think it's good."

This time Xian Enjing didn't refute it, because this is indeed the fact.

Finally, he could only mutter, "You will be sold out by that guy sooner or later."

Faced with Ham Eun-jung's complaint, Park Hyo-min casually said, "As long as the money is enough, if it's that guy, I think it's okay."

But this seemingly casual look, the corner of his eyes is quietly staring at someone next to him.

However, the figure in the co-pilot seat did not react at all, and he was too lazy to even roll his eyes at Park Hyo-min, but just snorted with a nasal voice.

"Hehe~"

Give money? I'm afraid you are not the one who gives the other party money.

……

……

In the game room in the apartment.

"Yoona, don't go through the river... Hey, don't go to other people's jungle, go to our jungle."

"Yooner, don't steal my blue buff. I am the mage hero, and you are the swordswoman."

"Yun'er, I'll start a team. I'll start a team. You can't start a team. Oh, it's over. Come on, come on, give me your shield."

"Send it, 15 votes."

Lin Yi, who was sitting next to him and turning the controller, heard the conversation coming from the speaker next to his ear.

He couldn't help but quietly move his eyes from the TV hanging on the wall in front of him, and glanced at the screen on the computer table next door.

The color is black and white, and the background shows several characters being beaten by the opponent.

The moment he looked over, two more hung up. Only the last two people who had not yet had time to enter the battlefield were desperately retreating, hoping to save their lives and go home to save the crystal.

When Lin Yi turned around and looked over, seeing his dead character and the situation that affected others, Lin Yoona finally blushed and turned around shyly.

She happened to bump into him, and then she curled her lips and said, "How about you play."

"It's okay, just practice more and practice. We all came here like this in the beginning, right, Lao Ye, it's all right."

Because the sound is played externally, the sound collection naturally comes from the microphone on the desktop.

Therefore, Ye Fan and others also heard the conversation between Lin Yuner and Lin Yi just now. In addition, these people did not have a red-warm personality, so they responded one after another.

"That's right, you'll get better after playing a few times. You won't get it if you don't play. Don't worry about it, Yoona. We were just talking too fast just now."

"Yes, yes, Yoona, please keep playing. Don't let Brother Yi take action. He will lead you away when he takes action, and it will not be so exciting to play."

Liuzi's words of "licking the dog" made Ye Fan and the others unable to bear it, and they quickly typed a series of pinyin words in the game's dialog box.

Cursing words flashed in the dialog box in an endless stream, and then they were pushed up again.

There is no way, because it seems that Lin Yoona can understand the text a little bit, and the only one that can encrypt calls now is Pinyin.

After a while, dialects will probably be the only ones left.

However, Lin Yuner still snorted arrogantly and gave up her position. She even felt a little blushing because her super ghost record was even better than last time.

After Lin Yi was replaced, he couldn't play any role. After all, he gave too many advantages to the opponent. Therefore, after less than ten minutes of playing with Chronic Death, Lin Yi directly initiated a surrender.

The other people saw the vote and clicked it without any hesitation.

Because if you continue to play, you are no longer playing a game, but a game playing them.

"Are you still playing?"

Looking at the scene of the crystal explosion, Lin Yi looked back at Lin Xiaolu and asked.

It's already early in the morning, and everyone has been playing this game for more than two hours. It's not just the beginning.

Lin Yoona, who was still a little interested, put her little head on Lin Yi's shoulder, "Ye Fan and the others don't have to go to work tomorrow?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Go on, we are an hour behind you, and it's not even 12 o'clock yet."

Xu Que and Liu Zi also said that they would have no work tomorrow and could fish.

Only Dr. Chen had a headache. "Come on, it's okay to do it for a few more hours, but don't stay up all night. I have to do experiments tomorrow."

"Then let's play some more?"

After getting the answer, Lin Yun'er looked at Lin Yi with a smile on her face, and the latter immediately moved her seat knowingly, "Let's play, let's play, I will renovate this place tomorrow. I have to get two computers anyway."

"Hahaha, do you want me to sponsor one? I just have a few more graphics cards and motherboards." Xu Que said with a smile.

"No, I don't even know when it was sent."

Lin Yoona, who sat back in front of the computer, listened to the conversation between the two and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Wuque, do you want to come over and watch the concert."

She remembered that we had discussed this issue before when we all had late-night snacks together.

Xu Que, who was asked, asked curiously, "What concert? Isn't your tour already over?"

"It should be S.M's family concert, I saw the news." Liuzi replied.

Faced with Liu Zi's answer, Ye Fan directly answered for Xu Que, "It's a family concert, forget it. That guy Wu Que is very sultry. He likes to see beautiful women when watching performances. Yoona's company is Mostly boy bands.”

"Lao Ye, don't slander me."

"Isn't this the truth? Facts are not slander."

Listening to the noise coming from the speakers in her ears, Lin Yoona looked back at her man in a funny way. No wonder these boys can play together. They all have very similar personalities.

Lin Yi, who saw the look in Lin Yuner's eyes, knew that he had been accidentally injured, so he quickly intervened, "Stop making trouble, what Yoona is talking about is not the family concert."

After seeing Lin Yidu's explanation, Lin Yuner stopped being the Riddler and explained the situation.

"Well, there will be a fan meeting for you in Pengcheng at the end of August. It will be the first official fan meeting. The process will probably be the same as the concert, but there will be more interactions."

Then Xu Que and others said that this was okay. As long as they didn't have to go out, it wouldn't be a problem anywhere in the country.

But even if they want to go out, it will only be a little troublesome.

So just like that, the meeting was arranged, and after getting a positive reply from Lin Yoona saying that she would introduce Girls' Generation members to them, these people worked really hard in the next few games.

The pictures and operations of Lin Yuner's winning streak made Lin Yi who was watching the game dumbfounded.

He even carefully sent a message to a few buddies’ groups behind Lin Yoona’s back: No, you guys got chicken blood? Are you going to die if you charge so hard? Your account will be banned.

As a result, those guys who were trying to please Yoona for the beauty all gave him a few expressions in return.

A child's middle finger, a panda in sunglasses, a black question mark and an old man looking at his cell phone on the subway.

I don’t even want to type a word.

After a long time, this time after actually playing until late at night, Lin Yoona finally ended the game trip after stretching.

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at the same time.

In the parking lot below the apartment building, Park Hyo-min, who had sent Ham Eun-jeong back here, sat in the car and bent down to look at Ham Eun-jeong who had already gotten out of the car.

The slender gap under the big V-neck was clearly exposed at this moment.

Tender, smooth and elastic, fairer than snow.

It's a pity that Xian Enjing was the only one who saw this scene, which was a bit wasteful.

But Park Hyomin didn't care. She looked at Xian Eunjing and asked, "Eunjing, don't you really want to go back to the dormitory with me?"

Xian Eunjing's answer was also very direct, "If you don't reply, you have to go to the beauty salon early in the morning. I'm left alone there, so I might as well go home."

But when Park Hyo Min heard her answer, her smiling expression seemed to tell Ham Eun Jung: Just keep making it up, just make it up.

Xian Eunjing, who was indeed feeling guilty, instinctively said, "What for? Did I say something wrong?"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she knew she had said the wrong thing.

Because the next second Park Hyomin shook his head and said, "No, I thought Eunjing was unwilling to go to the dormitory with me because the guy upstairs came back. It seems like I have a dirty mind."

Ham Eun-jeong, who was exposed, suddenly became angry and said, "Ah, Park Hyo-min."

"Hahaha, my, my, I got it wrong. Enjing, go up and rest. See you tomorrow, see you tomorrow."

After getting the happy scene after teasing, Park Hyo-min stopped teasing someone, for fear that the other person would stab him and make him red.

So after finishing speaking, he drove away quickly, leaving Xian Eunjing, who was full of anger, snorting a few times.

You must know that Xian Enjing is not the only one with a guilty conscience in this regard of Lin Yi, and she is not the same.

A few more minutes passed.

After returning to the apartment, Xian Eunjing threw her bag on the sofa, turned around and lay down on it too.

He stared at the ceiling and looked up, as if he was looking into an apartment a few floors up, where he saw the man he had just separated from two days ago.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he smiled softly.

Then he thought of something again, stood up suddenly, walked to the door of the room next to the master bedroom, and pushed it open gently.

Standing at the door and looking at the decorated environment inside the room, thinking about some hypothetical scenarios that would appear here in the future, the already gentle smile became much brighter.