Chapter 12 He said that all Chinese people are fools
In the small auditorium of the kindergarten, the children of the graduating class stood neatly in three rows according to their heights on the stage. Relying on his "superior" height, Quan Zhilong was successfully arranged in the middle of the first row.
A microphone was standing right in front of him, and from Ye-eun's perspective it looked like a small black ball just blocking his nose. Yeen was listening to the singing coming from the stage, but her attention was completely drawn to the microphone. She was covering her mouth and laughing when she heard an aunt next to her calling her name.
"Hmm?" Yien turned her head in confusion, her big eyes blinking, which made the other person's mouth corners rise a few degrees.
Li Zhen politely took the business card from the woman. Less than a year after arriving in Korea, she has already received several business cards. She had heard before that Koreans not only dress fashionably but also pay special attention to appearance, and this reputation is indeed well-deserved.
This time she was not as nervous as she was before in the amusement park. After all, compared to the strangers she suddenly met in the amusement park, the probability that the parents of her daughter's classmates were human traffickers was much smaller.
"I'm Zhiyong's idol mom." The woman was dressed fashionably, with big wavy hair and fiery red lips, and her clothes were also exquisite.
The faint scent of perfume wafted from her body as she moved, "Jiyong always tells me about you every time he comes home. You're really cute."
In front of the children, Park Bo-sun tried her best to restrain her aura. She was promoted to publicity director at Eland this year, and her most important job at hand was to open up the Chinese market.
I was worried these days because the children's clothing department couldn't find a good children's clothing model. Unexpectedly, when I came to my son's kindergarten to relax, I saw this little girl. After asking, I found out that this was the kindergarten's "boss" Yien that my son talked about every day.
Ye Eun scratched her head, not at all ashamed, "Thank you, auntie. Ye Eun knows she's cute."
She took out two nougats made by her mother from her cross-body bag, handed one to Zhiyong who was looking at her with sparkling eyes, and held out the other to Zhiyong's mother, "Big devil aunt, eat candy, please don't scold Zhiyong in the future."
Park Bo-sun's face froze, Li Zhen also froze, and even the three members of the Kwon family who were taking pictures of their son while paying attention to the situation around them were stunned.
"That's what Ji-yong usually said to me in kindergarten." Park Bo-sun curled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, and Ye-eun shrank sharply and immediately shut up.
Auntie was clearly smiling, why was Ye-eun so scared? Ye-eun wonders, is this why Ji-yong calls his aunt the devil?
Two seconds later, the others all lowered their heads and cleared their throats. It would be very rude to laugh at this time.
Although the scene where the kid named Zhiyong was biting the candy with tears streaming down his face was really funny.
After hurriedly leaving a message saying "Auntie will come to play with Ye Eun tomorrow", Park Bo Sun bent down, picked up her chubby son and turned away, no longer showing the elegance she had just shown.
Ye-eun tugged at the two little balls on the edge of her tiger hat, and with tears in her eyes she waved at Ji-yong who tried to look up and ask for help, "Ye-eun may be great, but your aunt is really scary!"
The two children inexplicably staged a "parting of life and death", and the parents around them couldn't help laughing.
Only Li Zhen lowered her head and carefully looked at the business card in her hand, then carefully put it into her bag.
The next day, the home phone rang, and Park Bo-sun arrived as promised.
Li Zhen was still a little dazed when she took Yi Eun to the car, because she said that a photo of her daughter might be equal to her monthly income.
It was at this moment that she realized that in this era, there are so many ways to make money.
Park Bo-sun, who works in a large company, knows this even better. Since the Miracle on the Han River, South Korea's economy has developed rapidly and their lives have undergone tremendous changes. Now that their company's top management has seen China's rapid development, they have immediately decided to be the first to seize this market with great potential for development.
"Ye-eun's mom, let's go and give it a try first. Whether it will succeed or not depends on the director." After saying that, Park Bo-sun carefully placed the phone in her hand on the storage rack in the car. The Samsung phone that was just released two years ago is not even the size of a palm, but its value is more expensive than her car.
She glanced at Ye-eun, who was sitting obediently in the child seat, through the rearview mirror and smiled. As long as the child was not stage-frightened in front of so many cameras like she was yesterday, and she had spent many late nights finalizing the publicity plan, she would definitely have the position of publicity minister.
At the audition site of E-Land's children's clothing department, there were about twenty children of all ages in the waiting room, divided into groups of three. An impatient staff member was holding the list and frowning as he checked it. After going through it once, he peeked from behind the curtain and saw no one was there.
He picked up the roll call list and turned away. Who wants to take care of so many children? They are so noisy. Besides, what could possibly happen here? He lowered his head, took out a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth while walking towards the tea room. It would be better to go have a cup of tea instead of watching the kids, but there are still twenty minutes before the official audition.
The waiting room became even noisier without an adult supervising it. The two children next to Ye-en were five and nine years old, and both looked like experienced child models.
She sat on a small stool, her short legs swaying slightly because they couldn't reach the ground. She looked left and right, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5."
After counting to five, she looked to the other side and repeated the five numbers.
The little boy next to him had a proud expression on his face, with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for the audition director. Hearing the "12345" repeated in my ear, a trace of impatience flashed across my face, "Hey, why do you keep shouting to five and then back to one!"
Ye-eun glanced at him and answered sincerely, "Because I only know how to go up to five."
“……”So sincere! The other little girl who had been sitting quietly blinked her eyes, and seemed to have seen this sister before.
The boy was also stunned for a second, but when he thought of these people as his "rivals" and just heard that this person was Chinese, he couldn't help but say something harsh, "Are you a fool? Five is followed by six! And don't you know how to speak honorifics? Chinese people are really fools."
No wonder my mom hates China so much, they are all idiots! The little boy is becoming more and more arrogant. He doesn't even know how to use honorifics. How rude.
The youngest child present was Yeen, and the oldest was ten years old. Several older children couldn’t help but frown when they heard this.
"I'm Ye'en." Ye'en opened her big eyes, full of innocence, making the other children feel sorry for her. Such a young child, such a cute child!
Ye-eun's legs didn't move, her eyes full of desire for knowledge: "What about the back of Six?"
"Seven!"
"What's behind Seven?"
"Eight!"
"What's after eight?"
…
“……”Is she sick?
When Yi-eun nodded seriously and asked, "After ten," the little boy suddenly heard the laughter of other children around him. He became even more angry and said, "Idiot."
Ye-eun shook her head seriously, frowned and sighed, “I know, why do you keep repeating it, I already said I’m Ye-eun.
She suddenly realized, "Ah, you are called a fool."
The little girl who had been silent all the time suddenly covered her mouth and laughed. After being glared at by the boy, she immediately lowered her eyes and dared not laugh anymore.
"Ah, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" The boy walked towards Ye-eun and kicked the small stool under her buttocks. "Don't you know that you should give the stool to your seniors?"
Yien frowned tightly as her ankle was rubbed by the sharp tip of his shoe. She felt the pain even through the thick white socks. She looked down and saw a black spot on her white socks. She felt like crying and was angry.
It was clearly him who kept saying the word "fool", and she didn't understand, but he still bullied her! That’s too much!
Yeen jumped off the stool swiftly, and just as the boy showed satisfaction in his eyes, she raised her leg and kicked him in the calf.
There was a "pop" sound, and at the same time, Ye-eun's voice rang out, "Ha! Shaolin Diamond Kick!"
The boy looked down in shock as he saw the little feet in black leather shoes kicking his leg, and a pain came over him instantly. His face was distorted, "You, you dare to kick me!"
Yien clenched her little fists in front of herself, raised her foot and kicked with a serious face, and the action looked really good when it was frozen.
Everyone was shocked, "Chinese...Kung Fu!"
"Big Fat! Bruce Lee!!!"
"It turns out that Chinese people all know Kung Fu! One of my Chinese friends can do somersaults!"
Ye-eun's ears moved, "I'm not Bruce Lee, I'm Lee Ye-eun!"
Who is Bruce Lee? Can anyone be more powerful than Lee Ye-eun?
Yien put down her calf and hand, touched her ankle with a wronged look on her face, "You kicked me first!"
"Ah, c8, you..." The boy was about to pounce with a ferocious look on his face.
However, the curtain of the lounge was just pulled open at this time, and Park Bo-sun, who was passing by, was puzzled, "Why are the children so noisy?"
"Wow, Auntie, he kicked me!" Ye-eun's little pearls dripped down, and she limped to Park Bo-sun, pointing at the black mark on her ankle, "It hurts, Auntie, he said all Chinese people are fools!"
She hugged Park Bo-sun's calf while crying, and looked up and asked, "Aunt, what is a fool?"
The other kids all pursed their lips, wondering what was wrong with this kid… did he really not understand or was he just pretending? ? And you were so fierce before, how could you burst into tears the moment you saw an adult?
This is an interview for the Chinese market.
Park Bo-sun touched Ye-eun's head while looking at the children in front of him with different expressions. Finally, he looked at the girl who was only one year older than Ye-eun next to the guilty boy, "Shijing, did he say that?"
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