My girlfriend is an idol

"No."

"I'm going to Empire Entertainment, do you want to go with me?"

Jessica shook the bag she was carrying, and from the outside, she could see a lunch box inside.

There are also some hot meals that surprised Xu Xian. "Euny, isn't this your own lunch box?"

Like the first time that Jessica was so careful in cooking, she opened the lunch box in front of Xu Xian. Side dishes, barbecue, fruit, rice, and fried eggs were all available.

Just looking at one of them will feel very simple, but if you add them all together, not only that, but Jessica also draws a nice heart shape with tomato sauce on the rice.

"Yes, but this lunch box was used when Girls' Generation had just debuted. Afterwards, everyone became more and more busy, so I kept this thing."

Whether it is a good sister who lives together or sone, it is clear that Jessica is definitely the first choice if the girl's generation is the least allowed to enter the kitchen.

But the truest aspect of idols is what fans can’t see. The idol’s “silly white sweets” and various “black holes” are set by the company, and some are perfected by the program group, and they are all made for fans.

As the saying goes, in the eyes of fans, you can cook, they will say you are virtuous, you can't cook, and they will say you don’t eat fireworks, it’s okay.

In seven years, Girls’ Generation had enough rest time for a person who could not cook to practice simple dishes.

At least in Xu Xian's eyes, Jessica was not the super black hole that immediately turned her face when she saw Cucumber, and immediately turned the kitchen into a scientific research room when she entered the kitchen.

She still knows the simple things, but she is lazy.

"Euny, shouldn't you treat sage xi..." The first time I saw Jessica's different side, Xu Xian felt a sense of crisis because it was related to that person.

"Why, can't I give him some thoughts?" Jessica faintly put the lunch box into the bag, and did not refuse Xu Xian's inquiry.

"Ani, I just."

"Don't worry, Xiaoxian, Ernie, I am no longer Jessica who would have bright eyes when I saw a handsome guy. He, Lee Hyun-cheol, helped us so much in Girls’ Generation. We should thank him for just cooking. It’s too light. Up."

Of course, deep down, Jessica looked at Seo Hyun, but she didn’t say anything. The plot of hero saving the beauty applies to any man and woman getting along normally. Lee Hyun-cheol dealt with Quan Ning’s group and avoided her in Girls’ Generation. crisis.

Regardless of character, wealth, background, and appearance, Li Xianzhe has completely exploded Quan Ningyi. The more contrast, plus Li Xianzhe is only twenty years old, he has a lot of money. Such a man, a woman wants to catch it when she meets. , Not incomprehensible.

Although Jessica has never been in love a few times, she is not a blind man. Xu Xian is so careful that their eight sisters have already known the bottom line.

"My youngest, youngest, you are still too young. The better a man, the easier it is for others to take advantage of it."

"Uncle, why are you?"

When Jin Shizheng was led to the office, Li Xianzhe was looking at him with a smile on his back.

Empire Entertainment is still an unopened entertainment company, just registered for a license, the company does not even have an official website.

And Li Xianzhe's own traffic and topicality were also digested by the media not long ago. As a result, the stock price of S..M has risen to a new height, so high that investors are overjoyed.

But... the principle that prosperity must decline, except for the shareholders of S..M's internal operations, it is destined that those stockholders whose brains are occupied by the dream of making a fortune cannot think of it.

"Why can't it be me?"

Lee Hyun-cheol asked back, exchanging glances with Song Ki-Bum and then watching the other person leave. Kim Se-jung's awkward expression was completely in his expectation.

As everyone knows, after experiencing the reduced version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys", Kim Se-jung's next sentence almost didn't make Lee Xianzhe depressed to death.

"Uncle, aren't you playing me?"

"Yeah, I said I'm going to be called Oppa, you didn't know me well before, and I can bear to call it that way~ now..."

Facing the emotional Lee Hyun-cheol, Kim Se-jung closed his smile and said solemnly, "You have no girlfriend!"

The first crit...

"Ah, my name is Oppa, I am only twenty!"

Jin Shizheng continued, "You just broke up!"

The second crit...

"Yeah, it's said that you are not allowed to talk about breaking up!"

"You are old, although handsome!

Your skin is dark, although pretty strong!

You broke up, so you don't have a girlfriend, so I can't call you Oppa, although I can call you Sage Oppa..."

The third crit... Li Xianzhe's face turned red and purple, but he felt a little more comfortable when he heard the second half of the sentence.

However, there is a type of critical strike damage called superimposed critical strike, such as...

"And, you touched my foot last night! So I want to call you uncle! You uncle errant!"

AllKill...!!

After brushing it, Li Xianzhe's face became darker. As for the dark skin, Bah, Li Xianzhe couldn't help but want to say, I am healthy, okay, who is that girlhood, who is darker than me (someone is lying with a gun... …)

And touch your feet, bah bah bah, that is obviously... bah bah bah, the more you think about it...

Of course, Li Xianzhe also knew that Jin Shi was joking. The two people deliberately alleviated the embarrassment of meeting again, and it was still on such an occasion.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Huh? Don't you know me?"

Lee Hyun-chul was dumbfounded, but he remembered that the Internet media in Seoul were reporting news about him during the period after he returned to China, but Kim Se-jung became a group that did not pay much attention to the news.

"Uncle, are you famous?"

"Of course!"

The more skeptical Jin Shizheng's eyes were, the more Li Xianzhe wanted to prove that the most unbearable thing for men was that they were questioned by women. Well, Jin Shizheng was still a girl.

"A Yigu, uncle, are you suffering from caring disease and artist disease?"

"..."

A minute later, Jin Shizheng sat in Lee Xianzhe's chair and browsed the news on the computer, exclaiming in surprise.

"Uncle, you are really a celebrity."

"Hmm~"

When you stay with people of any age, your mental age will be equal to each other because of assimilation. Of course, this rule only applies to some people.

Twenty-year-old Li Xianzhe couldn't play with the depth that he didn't have at this age, so when he met Kim Sejong, all that was left was naive.

An uncle with "artist disease" and "care about disease", this is what Kim Se-jung said to Lee Hyun-cheol just now. Although he didn't understand this "popular term" peculiar to the Korean Internet, he still wrote it down carefully and waited for it. Check it out again.

"That uncle, are you really the president of this company?"

Jin Shizheng got up and took Lee Xianzhe to sit on the chair, squatting on his hind legs and knocking him on his thighs, showing his careful thoughts.

"Of course!"

Li Xianzhe was also a little proud of being watched by the girl like this.

"Then the uncle should be rich, right?"

"Hmm~"

"Uncle, I am here as a trainee, how much does it cost to live a month?"

The cost of living has always been a problem that Jin Shizheng has to face. As a minor, although many trainees in South Korea work in their spare time, their hourly wages are very low. Assuming that when Lee Hyun-chul returns to China, the average South Korean migrant workers The minimum hourly salary is 5,000 yuan, so students and trainees may get less than 3,000 yuan.