Chapter 182 Quan Zhilong: I didn't see you, I just went to MBC to record the music festival
"Ah? I really didn't say that?" The more Yien looked at the skirt, the more she liked it. After taking out her breast stickers from the closet, she raised her hands to take off her clothes, stretched out her long legs, and put on the red dance skirt.
Yeen turned around towards the mirror. The round neckline and chest of this Latin dance dress were made of darker red fabric. From the neckline to above the chest was a light gauze through which her skin could be seen, while from below the chest to the hips was a light pink gauze.
The red gauze on the hips rotates downward along the curve of the left leg, like a tangled fish tail, to the calf. The right leg is exposed from the base to the ankle. Netizens have always jokingly called her "the most dressed girl group member". This time, after changing into a Latin dance skirt, her fair skin is faintly visible through the red gauze. She has a thin waist and long legs, and she is sexy and seductive.
Ye-eun was very satisfied. After changing her clothes, she admired them for a long time before realizing that Quan Zhilong didn't answer her question. She stared at herself in the mirror and asked again, "It fits so well. Does Zhilong look good?"
Quan Zhilong raised his eyes to take a look at her appearance. Not to mention the front, even the depth of the V-neck from her back to her waist made him both excited and angry. It was the sexiest outfit he had ever seen in all these years. And she had to wear this type of skirt and dance with the other person twelve times!
Twelve times!
He couldn't help but look down at the ring on his hand. After taking a deep breath, his jawline tensed up, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from his throat, "It looks good, but isn't it cold to wear this skirt?"
"It's not cold." Ye-eun was still immersed in her own beauty and didn't notice Kwon Ji-yong's expression at all. She was puzzled as to why Kwon Ji-yong would ask such a question, "How can it be cold in June?"
Yes, why is it so cold in June? Quan Zhilong silently pulled the bed sheet above his knees. At the age of twenty-three, it was time to protect his joints.
He leaned against the bed, looking at Yi Eun's happy face, and couldn't help but say, "Last time I said that his name is pronounced the same as Park Myung Soo's 'daughter's' name, and you said it was right."
"Yes." Ye Eun nodded, finally realizing that he had emphasized the word "daughter". She lowered her head and began to snicker, "Yes, it's the same. Isn't it normal for a boy and a girl to have the same name?"
Quan Zhilong said "Oh" and was silent for two seconds. He pinched the base of his left hand with his right hand and "massaged" himself vigorously. "Then why don't you use honorifics to address him? Is he the same age as you? Isn't it impolite not to use honorifics?"
Is this person from some investigation bureau? And I didn't hear you say it was impolite when I spoke to the president like that. But it's impolite not to use honorifics with other men. The curve of Ye-en's mouth became bigger and bigger, pretending not to know that he was jealous.
"Min-soo is the same age as you, but he grew up abroad and doesn't take this seriously." She glanced in the mirror and saw that Kwon Ji-yong's expression was even more sour than when he first met Park Hyung-sik. Ye-eun couldn't help but laugh.
However, when Quan Zhilong heard her call him "Minxiu" again, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, crossed his arms, and said coldly: "Jin Minxiuxi, please be more respectful to my peers."
Ye-eun smiled and finally left the mirror, taking small steps to the bed, carefully tucking in the long tail on her hips. When she sat next to Kwon Ji-yong, she could feel how much importance she attached to the skirt.
Kwon Ji-yong looked at the red dress on Ye-eun, and from a closer distance he could see that Ye-eun's skin was faintly visible under the skirt. Ah, this was the first time he felt that red was so dazzling.
He kept his arms folded across his chest as he looked straight into Ye-eun's eyes.
“Ah, that seems a bit rude…” Ye-eun nodded slowly.
Kwon Ji-yong's tense jaw relaxed slightly and he nodded. That's right, in Korea, different years mean different languages!
"Besides, if you don't use honorifics on the show, what if you get scolded again, huh?" Kwon Ji-yong looked serious.
That makes sense. Ye-eun looked sincere, "Then I really can't call him Min-soo."
Kwon Ji-yong's jaw relaxed again and his shoulders sank slightly. He thought to himself, "Our Ye-eun is really sensible."
Unexpectedly, the next second, Ye-eun's eyes turned and she asked for his opinion seriously, "Then should I call... Min-soo Oppa?"
“……”This person did it on purpose! Quan Zhilong straightened his lips, crossed his arms across his chest again, and stared straight at Yien.
Ye-eun smiled and quietly moved closer to him, pretending to kiss him. When their noses touched, Kwon Ji-yong didn't even get angry and dodge away. She stepped back decisively and tilted her head curiously, "Why don't you dodge?"
According to past experience, if I were to kiss him, he would have to hide two or three times before "reluctantly" accepting the kiss I offered him.
But this time he didn't hide at all?
Kwon Ji-yong had just thought of this serious problem. He looked at the skirt on Yi-eun again. It fit her so well as if it was tailor-made for her.
"How does he know your size?" Quan Zhilong leaned back, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
It would be fine if she asked him to dance with her twelve times, and it would be fine if she gave him a skirt, but why did she give him such a fitting one, and even Ye-en's favorite color, red? He narrowed his eyes.
Ye-eun touched her nose. When Kim Min-soo said he wanted to give her a skirt, she actually asked if she wanted to provide the size. Unexpectedly, the other party looked at her, smiled and shook his head, and only asked her what color she liked.
Very good, Quan Zhilong just laughed. It seems that there are a lot of close-fitting movements during practice. Yes, Rumba, how can it not be intimate.
What about dancing twelve times? The intensity of the schedule of this dance competition program requires them to train together almost every day for the past three months.
He silently slid into the quilt, turned his back to Yien, and remained silent. He didn't play with his phone or talk, just staring at the empty bed on the other side.
Thinking back to what she had told him before, about the split steps and the basic open steps, he thought it was a women's double team and he was listening with great interest. However, when the person on the other side turned out to be a man, he was filled with hatred.
Ye-eun had to dance closely with another man for three months, and she had to look him in the eye with deep affection during almost every move, and she got along well with this man...
My heart is dead and all thoughts are gone.
Seeing Kwon Ji-yong's appearance, these two idioms flashed quickly through Ye-en's mind.
"..." Yien wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that if she laughed, this person would really cry.
She stood up silently, took off her skirt, changed into pajamas, lifted the quilt and lay down on her side.
Kwon Ji-yong turned over again in silence, leaving the back of his head to Ye-eun.
“…”
Yi Eun raised her hand and patted him, but Kwon Ji-yong remained indifferent.
She tugged at the end of Quan Zhilong's hair again, but he seemed to feel nothing at all.
Finally, Yi-eun exerted force with her hands, and the quilt on Kwon Ji-yong was instantly pulled to Yi-eun's side.
Quan Zhi didn't even turn the faucet, raised his hand to grab a corner of the quilt, and pulled it back in an instant.
Even though she couldn't see his face, Ye-eun could imagine how angry he was. He might even be gritting his teeth and cursing herself in his heart for not only not comforting him but also snatching his quilt.
In an instant, she laughed so hard that the bed was shaking. Quan Zhilong became even angrier, and he kept laughing with his teeth clenched! He is so mad at me, Li Yien, and you are still laughing!
He raised his hand and squeezed a small fox stuffed animal on the bedside table.
"Cough cough." Yien watched his movements, sat up silently, coughed lightly twice, and glanced at his hands.
Quan Zhilong paused, loosened his hand, and pinched the other puppy doll.
Sure enough, the people behind didn't care.
“……”Li Yien, you’re going too far! ! ! Can't I even vent my anger on your doll? ! !
He sat up straight and turned to look at Ye-eun.
Ye-en raised her head slightly and blinked, her eyelashes fluttering with innocence and cuteness. She was not short, but sitting at the head of the bed covered with a quilt and looking at herself obediently, she looked like a tiny creature.
so cute……
Ah Xi, Quan Zhilong took a deep breath and turned his head away from her. No matter what, she didn't tell him that she was going to dance with a man for three months.
The MBC program crew that arranged it this way is definitely the most problematic, and that man is not a good person either, but Ye-eun, you did nothing wrong!
Don't think I will forgive you if you look at me like this! And you didn't even coax me!
He suddenly opened the drawer of his bedside table, took out the book inside, and read it to calm down!
Seeing him take out the book and lean it against the head of the bed, Ye Eun started laughing again.
A minute later, Quan Zhilong looked at the sentence in the book, "Every day that you don't dance is a waste of life," and silently closed the book and put it back.
Not only did Ye-eun make me angry today, but Nietzsche also said something very unphilosophical.
He lay back down in silence again, looking pitiful and helpless with his back to Ye-eun.
Ye-eun was going crazy trying not to laugh.
The more the bed shook, the more pitiful Quan Zhilong felt. Three months, how was he going to get through these three months...
"Poor, poor lonely man, come and comfort me." Ye Eun held back her laughter, took out her cell phone, turned on the music player and found Kwon Ji-yong's "What Do You Want?"
The lively music coupled with Quan Zhilong's pleading voice fit the scene incredibly well.
"What do you want from me? What do you want from me?"
Kwon Ji-yong listened to his own voice in silence, his eyes moistened. "Lee Ye-eun, you actually turned on the music to laugh at yourself, you bad guy!"
"Why, why, I'm so good to you. If you want to be like this, you should have told me earlier, you bad guy." The music was so good that when it played this sentence, Quan Zhilong felt even sadder.
Hearing my own song expressing my grievances made me feel even more sad.
Ye-eun smiled and put her phone on the bedside table, clearing her throat, "I have my first performance tomorrow, do you want to go?"
Who is going! Who wants to see you dancing the rumba with another man!
However, since the other party asked me so seriously, I dared not not respond. Quan Zhilong snorted twice and gritted his teeth, "I definitely won't go."
The music played again "Even if this happens, you must be happy", Kwon Ji-yong cursed in his heart, happiness, without me by your side, if you dare to be happy, Lee Ye-eun, you're doomed!
After the last line of “Let’s go, my love” was played, Ye-eun turned off the music and sighed regretfully, “Well, this is my first time to officially dance the rumba on stage.”
With other men. Quan Zhilong added silently in his heart.
Ye-eun also laid down, lying flat on her back with her eyes closed.
Twenty minutes later, Kwon Ji-yong gently turned over and looked at Yi-eun who was already asleep. He once again cursed her for being heartless. He put his hand viciously on her waist, raised his leg and pressed it on her calf, and hugged her tightly in his arms fiercely.
Letting you dance with another man will kill you!
Yi Eun, who was held in Kwon Ji-yong's arms, curled up her lips slightly. She was already used to this sleeping position and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when Ye Eun opened her eyes, Kwon Ji-yong was still asleep. She gently pulled away his hands and feet that were pressing on her, washed up, and took the skirt to MBC.
The first stage was just a recorded broadcast and there was no elimination, but everyone took it very seriously. Ye-eun changed into a skirt and waited for Cody to put on makeup.
This recording took almost a whole day from makeup to rehearsal and finally to the formal recording.
There were more than twenty guests in total, and even though a few professional dancers did their own makeup, MBC's makeup artists were very busy.
Yeen's rehearsal was scheduled for the afternoon. It was only a little after nine in the morning, so she was not in a hurry. She waited aside and let the guests who were rehearsing in the morning put on their makeup first.
Kim Hyun-ah and Moon Hee-jun were both rehearsing in the morning. They were a little surprised to see Ye-eun coming so early. They raised their hands and waved, "Why are you here so early?"
"My partner and I thought we'd go over the details this morning and do it twice more." She shrugged. She wanted to be perfect, and so did Kim Min-soo.
After all, it's just like an exam. The more you practice, the less likely you will be able to perform 100% in the exam, but at least you won't be nervous before taking the exam.
When the other contestants heard her say this, they couldn't help but become nervous again. Come on, you are an artist who has been dancing for so many years and you are still so serious. We who can't dance at all are not as diligent as you in practicing. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing on the stage then?
She looked down at her phone. Quan Zhilong sent her a photo of him getting up and drinking cocoa milk. However, unlike his smiling face in the past, he looked very cold today.
He took photos indifferently and reported indifferently that he had drunk the milk seriously. Although he looked angry, he still had to do the habit that he had built up over more than ten years.
Ye Eun was so amused that she couldn't help laughing. When Kim Min Soo came, she saw her sitting alone in the corner of the lounge, playing with her mobile phone and grinning foolishly. She didn't look like an artist who always paid attention to her image.
He casually placed his bag next to her, and Ye-eun looked up at him, smiling and greeting him, "Good morning."
"Yeah." Jin Minxiu nodded, glanced at the skirt she was wearing, nodded with satisfaction, her eyes full of appreciation, "The skirt is really beautiful, it seems that I have a good taste."
Ye-eun smiled silently and glanced at him, "N-N-N."
Her tone was full of perfunctory. After four days of getting along with her, Jin Minxiu had already gotten used to this mode of getting along with her, and she also laughed, "You are pretty, which adds a little bit of points to this dance dress."
Others always use clothes to praise people, but he said that people add color to clothes. Yien shook her head, wondering what was wrong with her mouth.
The two danced twice more in the morning and finished rehearsal in the afternoon. Seeing Wen Xijun giving her a thumbs up when he was watching below, Ye Eun couldn't help but smile. The atmosphere was still relaxed and happy at this time.
Until the official recording, several judges sat on the jury, including musical and dance actor Nan Jingzhu, dance and sports instructor Huang Shanyou, and the chief dancer of the Korean National Ballet Company, Jin Zhuyuan...
Ye-eun glanced forward from the backstage and took a deep breath to calm her nervousness.
Each of them is a top figure in their respective dance branches, and almost all of them are seniors who have focused on their careers all their lives. Yeen unscrewed the bottle cap, carefully kept her lipstick-coated lips away from the bottle mouth, and took a sip of water.
More than an hour had passed since the first few performances and comments. Kim Min-soo was bored sitting in the lounge, so she stood up and stretched her hands behind her back.
Ye-eun also sighed, and the tension in her heart began to subside due to the long wait.
By the time they took the stage, more than two hours had passed since the recording officially began.
Wearing a red dress, with a slender neck, a well-proportioned body, Ye-en performed an opening performance with her partner using the basic rumba sliding steps as soon as she came on stage.
The judges' eyes lit up when they finally saw the official international standard dance competition performance. Jin Zhuyuan glanced at her subordinates' information and suddenly smiled.
She is a female artist who has become very popular in Korea in recent years. She is very familiar to people, but not only because of her current identity as an artist.
She looked at the two people on the stage. After briefly introducing themselves, they began to prepare for the dance.
When the Spanish dance music "Dimelo" sounded, Ye Eun stood on tiptoe and looked thin, but her calves had smooth muscle lines when she crossed and changed her steps forward, and even the muscles on her arms had perfect curves.
"People were whispering in the corners that you seemed to want to get closer to me."
Except for two Latin dance teachers, the judges were not familiar with this song. However, after watching the passionate girl in a red dress twisting her waist and dancing three Alemana moves with her partner on the stage, the picture that the song wanted to express seemed to emerge in front of their eyes instantly.
Kwon Ji-yong, who was hiding among the staff and wearing a hat and mask, watched Ye-eun holding the hand of the handsome man. As the dance moves changed, their hands were sometimes clenched and sometimes just pinched their fingertips.
When Ye-eun placed her other hand on the other's chest, looked up at him affectionately, and then pulled away, Kwon Ji-yong gritted his teeth.
Ye Eun was on the stage but didn't pay attention to the audience. As the second half of the music was accelerated, she held Kim Min Soo's hand, walked around him in a fan-shaped step, and her movements also began to speed up.
Turning around, looking at each other, getting close, and pushing apart, the two held hands almost the entire time, and looked at each other affectionately, and every movement corresponded perfectly to the song.
Like a couple that breaks up and gets back together.
After all, Ye-eun is a novice, so the choreographed movements are not too complicated, but each basic movement is connected just right. In addition, every turn of the head and every twist of the waist of Ye-eun is full of confident and bold temperament, making people even think that both of them are professional dancers.
Until Kim Min-soo gently placed his hand above Ye-eun's waist, and exerted force, Ye-eun turned twice in the opposite direction as if she was pushed away, and then was pulled back by the other party's hand. The final action was frozen at the moment when Kim Min-soo hugged Ye-eun's waist and Ye-eun gently approached the other party's chest.
Just like a proudly blooming rose finally being held by a man, the staff couldn't help but cheer. They had heard before that this group spent almost every day in the practice room, and sure enough, their tacit understanding was much more eye-catching than other teams!
The judges nodded with satisfaction, smiled and clapped softly, and then the two held hands and bowed gracefully to the judges.
Quan Zhilong took a deep breath. Even though he was not a ballroom dancer, he had practiced dancing for so many years. How could he not know how much rehearsal and tacit understanding were needed to achieve such smooth transitions for those seemingly simple hand movements?
He pursed his lips and stared at the two people on the stage. Under the bright lights, they didn't look a good match at all!
Man named Kim Min-soo, don’t you feel ashamed that you have such a tacit understanding with someone else’s girlfriend?
And MBC! After photoshopping Jung Hyung-don's sunglasses, the PD jokingly asked me to let Ye-eun and myself participate in the show more often. But in the end, I asked Ye-eun and another man to participate in the show, right?
And you, Lee Ye-eun! You...even if you are really dazzling and beautiful today and he is very proud, you should also reflect on how you can be so tacit with other men, and how you can touch other men's breasts like that!
The gaze was so scorching that Yeen felt like she was about to be pierced through. She glanced in that direction with the corner of her eye, raised the corner of her mouth, and then looked at the judges seriously.
Latin dance professional Li Yuanmei stood up and clapped her hands, smiling and saying, "Very good, Minxiu, I know your level, but Yeenxi, have you ever been exposed to Latin before?"
Ye-eun smiled and shook her head, "But I studied ballet before. Although it's not ballroom dancing, some of the movements are similar."
The judges nodded. Ballet is a European classical dance, and many dance styles in the national standard dance are based on ballet. For example, the opening and closing jumps of the rumba were borrowed from those of ballet.
"I heard that you two choreographed the choreography yourselves?" Jin Zhuyuan looked at the two people on the stage. As a dance competition program, it was already very difficult for many guests who had no basic dance skills to show their dance skills, so the program team did not actually force the guests to participate in the choreography.
However, the program crew is naturally happy to see that the contestants can choreograph their own dances.
Jin Minxiu nodded and smiled. "Ye-eun is a great choreographer. The three Alemannas at the beginning were the ones she thought of. Although they are dance styles she is not familiar with, she can always change the most basic dance steps to suit the music."
Ye-eun was surprised to hear him praise her like that, and immediately praised back: "Min-soo is also amazing. I always fail to do many transitional moves well, after all, I'm not a professional, so he fills them in with various small dance steps."
The mutual compliments between the two made the judges laugh, while on the other side, Kwon Ji-yong fell silent again, with his arms folded across his chest as he watched Kim Min-soo on the stage smiling gently at Ye-eun.
That look was like the look of a ballroom dancer meeting his or her ideal dance partner, or like the excitement when he and the producers in the company created a good song.
Quan Zhilong couldn't help but squint his eyes when he thought about how the two of them had already achieved such a perfect rapport in dancing in just a few days.
Very dangerous, this man is many times more dangerous than Park Hyung-sik...
In the end, after removing the highest score and the lowest score, the average score was 9.1, and both Ye-eun and Kim Min-soo had smiles in their eyes.
Kim Joo-won, who gave the lowest score, looked at Ye-eun and smiled, holding up the microphone and said, "Ye-eun, do you know why I only gave you 8 points?"
Gave a minimum score that she knew would definitely be removed.
Ye-eun shook her head in confusion.
Jin Zhuyuan's eyes lit up with laughter. "You took classes at a ballet training school in Itaewon, right?"
"Yes." Yeen nodded.
Jin Zhuyuan sighed and said, "That was opened by my senior sister after she retired. At that time, she thought you would have a professional career, but she didn't expect that you resolutely chose to be a trainee, which made her sad for a long time."
Yien didn't expect that the other party really remembered her. She glanced at Quan Zhilong, but found that the person in front of her had already left. She was stunned.
"But it's good now. I hope you can perform more and better works on the show." Jin Zhuyuan smiled and nodded at her, thinking in her heart that it seemed that the dance variety show that had come to ask her friend's opinion before seemed to be more suitable for Yeen to display her choreography talent.
However, the program was still in the preparation stage, so she didn't think too much about it. She just wanted to tell her friend that if possible, she could let the child have a try.
After getting off the stage and changing clothes, Jin Minxiu looked at the ranking that was currently ranked first, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you going back now?"
But Yien shook her head and said mysteriously, "Well, I'll go find someone."
Jin Minxiu glanced at her, thinking of the expression she had every time she sent messages these days, and smiled without saying anything else. She nodded and waved at her, "I'll contact you by phone tomorrow when I receive the next dance request."
"Yes." Yien nodded, took out her cell phone and sent a message to Kwon Ji-yong.
[Are you at MBC? ]
She had clearly read the message immediately, but the other party didn't reply until two minutes later. Ye-eun was not in a hurry and instead smiled when she saw the message from the other party.
[Yes, recording song festival. ]
Ye-eun turned around and glanced at the staff member with a work badge next to her, "Hello, is there a recording session for Infinite Challenge today?"
The staff member immediately shook his head, "No."
"Thank you." Yeen curled the corners of her mouth and picked up the phone again.
[Ah, I see. ]
She laughed out loud as she read the message she had sent.
[Then I'll go to the studio to find you.] ]
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