My girlfriend is an idol

The act of acting deliberately caused everyone to get goose bumps.

"It's over, Nayeon Ooni is crazy, and she started calling others Oppa."

Everyone murmured at the back of the trembling legs.

Lin Nalian refused to accept "You are jealous, jealous my name was the first to be pronounced."

Everyone was taken aback, and it seemed that Lin Nalian was indeed placed first in the order of their names.

"Momo, are you empathizing with Ernie Chan?"

Momo, who was eating pig's knuckles wildly, raised his head blankly and looked at the relatives in front of him, chewing slowly with his mouth.

Zhou Tzuyu retorted, "Sana Ernie, the idiom is not what you use~"

"Is that so? Didn't you teach me that last time?"

Sana blinked cutely, but Zhou Tzuyu still looked at her with a serious face and shook her head solemnly.

"The idiom empathizing and not falling in love should be used on Dingyan Ouni."

Zhou Tzuyu pointed to Yu Dingyan in the distance, and Sana nodded her head seemingly, with an expression of "What have I learned again".

"Nani?"

"Because Jeongyeon took a shower specially before and went out to see that person after changing his clothes."

"That one? Nuguni?"

Zhou Tzuyu blinked "It's..."

"Ah! Zhou Tzuyu, I'm not in a relationship, that's my brother-in-law."

Not far away, Yu Dingyan let out a roar to disperse the gathered crowd.

It would be inevitable for Yu Dingyan to fix it if someone else spread this "rumor", but if it was Tzuyu...

"Oh, I didn't expect momo's Oni sauce to be so generous, oh oh oh, this dress is more than 100,000 yuan."

Shen Yinxiu was holding a bag of snacks, with the words "I will watch you compare quietly" written on her face, until the sisters in front of her were madly tired and lay on the ground. After eating a snack, she slowly took out her mobile phone.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

The eleven people covered in sweat seemed to have released all the boredom, loneliness, and stress in their hearts during this period of time, lying on the ground in various forms.

Maybe you are surrounded by people you know, and you no longer need to hide.

"Ah, Shin Yinxiu, what are you doing..."

A certain girl panicked when she watched Shen Yinxiu drag her feet in a strange posture, and then looked at the mobile phone she was holding.

"Don't move, Somi O'Neill, I'm completing the task that Obama gave me."

Somi is the only mixed race among them, perhaps because they lived in a foreign country before, and the age difference between the two is only one year old. In most cases, Shin Yinxiu calls her directly.

This time it was an unprecedented suffix of "Ouni".

"Muji? What did Oni sauce tell you?"

Momo tilts her head and still has a pig's hoof in her mouth. The best effect is that she doesn't need to raise her hand, just chew her mouth lightly and swallow it. It will slowly sink into her mouth.

As a late-stage foodie with lazy cancer, momo has been unswervingly carrying out the principle of "you can eat more delicious food without too much effort" to the end.

"Ouba told me, because he can't come directly, but he also wants to know if you like these things, so Ouba asked me to take pictures of your appearance and send it to him."

Shen Yin Xiuyi repeated Li Xianzhe's words righteously, but it was obvious that he had changed a lot when it was implemented.

Li Xianzhe asked him to give feedback on how happy the children are, and at most symbolically take pictures of people eating snacks and holding dolls.

"So... what should I do?"

As a result, the picture was abruptly made up by Shen Yinxiu, and she put eleven people into English letters that she "liked very much".

Fortunately, she ran into a group of unhappy O'Neills, and gradually no longer resisted.

"Hey Yigu, it should be like this, O'Neill is an overseas party, Somi, and natty, you two think about it."

Finally, Lin Nalian volunteered and split into two groups with Yu Dingyan, one group lying on the ground, the other half kneeling with expressions.

"Ah~ it should be like this."

"Ah, momo, don't eat pig's feet anymore..."

After a flurry of cooperation, half an hour later, a dozen photos were sent to Li Xianzhe from Shen Yinxiu's mobile phone.

"Brother... It's been a long time."

In a hot pot restaurant in Jiangnan District, after Li Xianzhe left JYP, he came here directly because of someone's invitation.

For this hot pot restaurant, there are few in his childhood memory.

When he first came here when he was young, the store has been in this area for 30 to 40 years.

It is rare to have such a history in Seoul. The boss is an authentic Chinese. In the early 1970s, because of a big event there, he brought his family to emigrate here.

When he was young, many of his brothers would often skip meals for a few meals, and then pooled money to eat here.

Li Xianzhe remembers very clearly. The first time I came here, it was to celebrate that a Chinese person joined the S..M family. That elder brother was very cautious and introduced himself as Han Geng in unskilled Korean.

(In 2001, Han Geng participated in the HOTChina AuditionCasting draft held by S..M in China and stood out with a score of 3000 to 1. In 2003, he officially entered S..M to study. The book puts the time in advance by one year.)

Since then, they will come every week, perhaps because Han Geng, a fellow Chinese, the boss will give them more points every time.

"Hey, Wuli Taikui has grown so tall, why didn't he call his brother for so long after returning home."

Entering the store, Li Xianzhe smiled and nodded when he saw that he was still the familiar owner.

When the person who was chatting with the boss saw Li Xianzhe walk in, he went up to hug him.

"I'm a little busy lately, how about it, I should have a lot of trips recently, why did you think of eating hot pot at this point?"

"Ken Chana, everyone turned off the schedule and forgot to tell you that we secretly did this gathering, but Teacher Li Xiuman has already obtained permission."

Hearing what the man in front of him said, Li Xianzhe's eyes narrowed.

The relationship between the artists within S..M is pretty good, but this kind of large-scale gathering, unless it is a dinner after the family concert, it is difficult to initiate.

Thinking of this, Li Xianzhe couldn't help but ask, "Nu Gu Sai Yo? Brother, don't sell it."

Just as the man was about to speak, the busy boss on the side approached Li Xianzhe with muddy old eyes."Jung-soo, is this the very close brother you just mentioned?"

"Inside, does uncle remember Tai Kui?"

Jeong-soo, the real name of the Superjunior captain, just screamed at the expression that his real name is already used to. Lee Hyun-cheol pursed his lips. It seems that the number of times his brothers have been here to take care of other people's business in these years is higher than he thought.

I remember the way my brothers ate wildly the first time I came here, making the boss think they were the abused children.

"Taekyu? Let me think about it, that kid who followed you and Yunho when you first came here?"