The Rebirth of the Internet Celebrity Godfather

"President Cheng, I, Park Dong-hee, would like to toast you with my real name, and wish your career will become more and more prosperous!"

"Mr. Cheng, you are really my idol. You can do whatever you want. I will drink this bottle right away!"

"Mr. Cheng, I'll show you how to spin two bottles in one breath!"

"Mr. Cheng, I hope you will take good care of me when I come to China~"

In the dimly lit KTV, Cheng Yi didn't know how many glasses of wine were raised.

After three rounds of drinking, he was already a little dizzy.

The head resting on the back of the sofa felt a little heavy.

Cheng Yi stood up and said to Luo Xishan: "Mr. Luo, you drink first, I'll go out and make a phone call."

The excuse was to go out and make a phone call, but actually I wanted to go to the toilet to sober up.

Luo Xishan also stood up quickly: "Mr. Cheng, I'll go with you."

Cheng Yi recovered from his daze and continued his question: "You said you have many Chinese fans, do you mean you are a star?"

"?"

The beautiful woman continued: "Where did you just say? Oh, what do you want to ask?"

Cheng Yi was a little surprised and said: "Yes, I am Chinese, can you speak Chinese?"

"Don't tell me, let me guess first, you are here for a trip, right?"

Back in the box, Cheng Yizheng bumped into Cheng Guanxi who got up to look for him.

"I've heard of this game, but I've never played it."

Cheng Yi raised his head and saw an incredibly beautiful woman.

Walking to the bathroom sink, Cheng Yi bent down, turned on the faucet, and poured a few handfuls of cold water on his face.

Luo Xishan led a group of subordinates and walked out of the KTV surrounded by Cheng Yi.

"That's great!", the beautiful woman said in English, "I have many Chinese fans, and I really like Chinese people."

At this time, this strange woman seemed particularly excited, even to the point of being childish:

"I know that you Chinese people especially like to travel to Seoul. Sometimes I stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the people on the street, guessing who is Chinese. Unfortunately, I don't have the opportunity to verify whether they are, but I think I should

There is an 80% accuracy rate.”

"ah?"

"Yes, I am a star, but you don't know me? You are still a student, right? Then what did you do in Seoul?"

"I'm leaving~" Cui Xueli took out her phone to look at it, waved her hand to Cheng Yi and said, "I had a great time chatting with you, bye~"

This woman has gone too far and seems unable to distinguish the boundaries between people.

A pleasant female voice came from above his head.

Cui Shirley wanted to ask something else, but her phone suddenly rang.

Cheng Yi touched his face with his hands, but his words of thanks were stuck in his throat.

If she is a star, he should have heard of her name. Even if he hasn't, Baidu will know it.

Next, after staying at the KTV for more than half an hour, today's game ended.

"I knew I was right. You're so young, so you should be a student. So what are you doing in Seoul?" Cui Xueli stood on tiptoes and came closer to ask. She seemed to be too curious about this question.

.

Cheng Yi had a somewhat offensive guess in his mind: Is she a little mentally abnormal? Or is she mentally ill?

Cheng Yi asked subconsciously: "What?"

The beautiful woman pointed at herself, opened her red lips slightly, and said, "My name is Shirley, Cui Shirley."

"etc--"

The woman's face was close at hand, and her mouth and nose exhaled a moist breath mixed with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, as well as an indescribable smell.

Cheng Yi thought for a moment and replied: "I came to watch the game, the League of Legends game."

"I'm a student." Cheng Yi replied.

Cheng Guanxi wanted to follow, but was stopped by Cheng Yi's eyes.

He was about to speak again, but the beautiful woman's eyes lit up and she asked first:

If I remember correctly, she was in her previous life.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, are you a student?" Cui Shirley asked.

Cheng Yi: "."

Did you have fun chatting?

"What's your name?" Cheng Yi was a little impatient, interrupted her ramblings, and asked directly.

After getting out of the box and asking for the direction of the toilet, Cheng Yi searched for it head-heavyly.

"The phone call took a bit long." Cheng Yi explained.

There doesn’t seem to be anything to talk about, right?

On the steps in front of the KTV, Cheng Yi happened to bump into Cui Xueli again.

Seeing him back, Cheng Guanxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Her movements were gentle, careful, and extremely serious.

Through the pink long sleeves, you can clearly see the shape and color of the small suspenders and bra inside.

Cheng Yi flapped his nose, and it smelled unusually good.

"No, no, none of you need to follow." Cheng Yi waved her hand and refused, "I'll make a call and I'll be back."

This time she spoke Chinese, which was a bit unfamiliar and lame.

Cheng Yi was stunned, stunned on the spot.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Cheng Yi realized something was wrong. The person opposite him should be the stick man, and he should speak English.

After wiping, the beautiful woman took a step back and said with a smile:

"After washing your face, you should wipe your face in time. If you don't dry it in time, your skin quality will become very poor~"

"Are you Chinese?"

Cheng Yi captured the key information and asked: "Are you——"

Under the stimulation of cold water, the stagnant thinking began to slowly become active.

Cheng Yi nodded and said: "Can speak English."

She was wearing a pink long-sleeved dress made of hollow gauze, and inside was a small sling that was about the same size as a bra.

She frowned and thought about the wording for a long time, but couldn't think of anything. Finally, she simply asked: "Do you speak English?"

The beautiful woman suddenly interrupted him. She walked up to Cheng Yi, looked closely at Cheng Yi's face, took out a tissue from her bag, unfolded it, put it on her palm, and wiped Cheng Yi's face.

Shirley, Shirley Cui

Just like a stone thrown into a lake makes ripples, this name also made waves in Cheng Yi's mind.

The scene in his memory gradually overlapped with the face of the woman in front of him.

Seeing Cheng Yi's tough attitude, Luo Xishan had no choice but to sit back.

Her delicate collarbones are like a pair of jade Ruyi, and her flat belly is like a warm and flawless mutton-fat jade.

The beautiful woman said: "I know a little bit, but I have a lot of Chinese talent."

You can also see the exposed snow-white skin.

There is a contradiction in her:

It not only reveals a real temptation, but also has a dreamlike sense of fragility.

I saw Cui Xueli being hugged by a fat and short man and getting into a luxury car parked on the roadside.

When Cheng Yi saw Cui Xueli, Cui Xueli seemed to have telepathy and happened to look back.

She smiled at Cheng Yi.

In his eyes, there is both the splendor and splendor of South Korea's 100,000 square kilometers, and the sorrow of 50 million common people under the rule of chaebols.

Cheng Yi stood there without moving, quietly watching the dark car disappear from his sight.