Kidnap a superstar for a romance

Chapter 551 If Line If You Haven't Left Korea 19

Frightened by the shout, the game characters controlled by the three people died at the same time.

"Ah... I was almost there." Huang Yizhen sighed with some regret, then looked at Xu Yisong and asked, "Didn't you go to meet your president? Why are you here so soon?"

And considering Xu Yisong's poor sense of direction, she was able to find it so quickly? It was a miracle.

Xu Yisong knew what Huang Yizhen was thinking at a glance, and was speechless for a moment: "The president is very busy, how can he keep talking to me? And am I an idiot? I asked Sunyeon unnie to bring me here."

After sending Xu Yisong to the door, Lin Shanyan was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable in their presence, so in order not to disturb Xu Yisong and his friends reminiscing, she did not come in with them.

Seeing that Xu Yisong's dissatisfaction was about to overflow, Quan Zhilong and Dong Yongbae quickly said: "Don't worry about it, we brought you a gift."

Sure enough, Xu Yisong's emotions were instantly diverted when he heard about the gift. "What gift?"

As he spoke, his eyes began to search around several people.

Huang Yizhen pointed to the huge paper bag next to the armrest of the sofa and said, "Look, that big bag is all yours."

In order to make it easier for Xu Yisong to take them back, they packed all the gifts together.

Xu Yisong didn't care about her image at all as she squatted on the ground, rummaging through the calf-high bag and checking her gifts one by one. But she was afraid that if she opened it for a while, it would be scattered and she couldn't put it back, so she just carefully held the box and asked them what was inside.

However, none of the three of them wanted to tell Xu Yisong, and asked her to go back and look for herself. Quan Zhilong leaned on the armrest and looked down at her flipping through the gifts without opening them. He wanted to laugh: "If you are really curious, just open it."

"No, they will fall apart if I open them, and I will have to take them all with me. I can't go back until night, and I will be sad if one is lost on the way." If they are packed neatly in this way and put in the bag, they are not easy to lose.

Speaking of gifts, Xu Yisong suddenly remembered that he also brought them gifts: "I almost forgot about it when you interrupted me."

She stood up and took out three exquisitely signed albums from her bag and handed them over: "My first semi-official album."

"Semi-formal?" Dong Yongbae noticed that she was a little confused about her choice of words. He had heard of formal and informal, but this was the first time he heard of semi-formal.

Xu Yisong nodded: "Yes, my debut was actually a bet with the president. There is only one song. If the effect is not good this time, I will release another official album."

Huang Yizhen didn't understand any of this. She just felt that the people in these entertainment companies were slow and dishonest, always wanting to have it all. "What if the effect is not good?"

Xu Yisong thought about the previous conversation with the president and smiled: "Then I will become a trainee again and continue to wait for new debut opportunities." But by then she might not have as much autonomy as she does now.

Huang Yizhen frowned and wanted to say something but didn't say it in the end. She actually wanted to curse, but she thought the location was wrong, so she swallowed her words and just pulled the stage clothes that Xu Yisong hadn't changed out of yet and said with some disdain: "Is your company so poor?"

The material and workmanship of the clothes are so poor, not as good as those I made for Xu Yisong before.

The glitter on the edges rubbed my skin red.

"Of course it's not as good as what you made for me." This stage costume is actually quite exquisite and well made. If the company were to make stage costumes for artists according to the standards that Hwang Ye-jin used to make for herself, the company would probably go bankrupt.

Huang Yizhen's family is not short of money, and they are in the fashion industry. When Huang Yizhen made clothes for Xu Yisong, of course she used the best things. The clothes she has now are definitely not comparable to hers.

While saying these words of disdain, Huang Yizhen skillfully took out a needle and thread to simply modify Xu Yisong's cuffs. No changes can be seen, but the sequins on it will no longer rub Xu Yisong's skin.

Xu Yisong has to wear this dress to attend an event today. If he doesn't change it, Xu Yisong will feel uncomfortable all day.

While sewing, Hwang Ye-jin lowered her head and whispered, "Yisong is so shining today."

Although she feels that being an artist is a very hard job, this is Heo Yisong's dream. And every time Huang Yezhen sees her standing on the stage, she feels that such a shining person should be seen by the whole world.

Xu Yisong's eyes sparkled when he heard this: "I know."

She will shine even brighter in the future.

Xu Yisong had other plans today and couldn't chat with them for too long.

Before leaving, Xu Yisong took off the two candy bunny decorations pinned on his clothes and put them in the hands of Quan Zhilong and Dong Yongbae.

"what is this?"

"It's good luck."

This is what Xu Yisong heard from other trainees. It is said that the decorations worn by debuting artists on their first stage will bring good luck to the trainees, and if they get them, they may be the next to debut. Therefore, many trainees in the company will try to get the decorations worn by debuting seniors on their first stage. Someone even bought them from her after knowing that she was going to debut.

It felt unreliable and Xu Yisong didn't believe it, but she still did it selfishly.

She hopes to really bring good luck to Quan Zhilong and the others.

Kwon Ji-ryong and Dong Young-bae had also heard of this, so even though Xu Yisong only said two words, they understood what good luck was.

"Thank you." Dong Yongpei was a little touched and carefully packed up the little rabbit the size of a fingernail. He didn't actually believe it, but he was grateful that Xu Yisong, as a friend, always remembered their kindness.

"You're welcome. We're friends. I just hope it's useful." Xu Yisong noticed Quan Zhilong's silence as soon as he finished speaking, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

She bent down and tilted her head to see that Quan Zhilong's eyes had quietly turned red. She said in surprise, "Oh my God, that's not the case."

She originally intended to liven up the atmosphere with a joking tone, but she found that after she finished speaking, Quan Zhilong seemed to be really about to cry, so she immediately restrained her expression, pulled his sleeve and whispered to coax him: "Don't cry, I gave you this to make you happy..."

Quan Zhilong shook his head, and suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes slightly red, and he asked in a low voice with a little water in his eyes: "Can I hug you?"

"Ah?" Xu Yisong thought he had heard it wrong. After a second of silence, he smiled and opened his arms to hug Quan Zhilong, saying helplessly, "Okay, okay."

He looked so pitiful that Xu Yisong couldn't refuse him at all.

A familiar sweet scent suddenly approached, making her already red eyes even redder.

He lowered his head and leaned it on Xu Yisong's shoulder, hiding his falling tears, but kept his hands at his sides, suppressing the urge to raise his hands and hug her back.

Xu Yisong patted Quan Zhilong on the back twice as if to comfort him, and said in an indulgent tone: "Oppa, why are you still the same as when you were a child?"

Quan Zhilong didn't move, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "You know nothing."

"What?" Xu Yisong didn't hear clearly.

But Quan Zhilong did not answer her.