Chapter 27 "Laid-off Worker" Quan Zhilong
Quan Zhilong acted as if he didn't see the other person. He grabbed Yien's hand and rushed inside, "Mom, mom! Yien is really here. She's here to celebrate my birthday with me!"
Because his heart was bubbling with happiness, Quan Zhilong spoke loudly as if he wanted to show off to the whole world. Several parents looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Han Lanji looked at Li Zhen and Park Baoshan beside her, "Why are you back?"
The two of them spread their hands. The main thing about Ye-eun is that she treats everyone equally. After spending a whole day happily playing with Zhiyong in the amusement park, she coaxed the child into watching her dance. Then when they were all starting to get hungry, she started to make promises that there was a super delicious cake waiting for them.
Li Zhen was so amused by her daughter's wit, "Jiyong is such a fool, and Yien has been able to talk since she was young, so she tricked Jiyong, the little foodie, into coming back with such a sincere expression."
Han Lanji could imagine the scene in her mind: a delicate little girl pulling a chubby boy who was not much older than her to describe a delicious cake, and the chubby boy soon compromised, swallowing his saliva, between playing and eating.
Everyone was present, the candlelight shone on Quan Zhilong's face. He held the only unwrapped gift in his palm with great care. Facing the bright light, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
Yi-eun, who arrived last, sat closest to him, while the chubby little Ji-yong could only sit in the corner a few children away from Yi-eun. Fortunately, he didn't mind. He stared at the cake on the table, waiting for the little birthday girl to make a wish before eating.
The cake was divided into small pieces, and Quan Zhilong handed the first piece to his mother. It seems that he doesn't know how to control the portion, and the cake on the small plate is cut smaller and smaller.
"Ah!" Zhiyong stared at the plastic knife in Quan Zhilong's hand. When he saw that the cake was getting less and less, he sat on the stool with his legs and leaned forward. However, in the end, only a palm-sized piece was left for Zhiyong.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he choked back his thanks sadly but politely, "Thank you, brother."
Yien's hand holding the fork paused, because she was the first to get the cake besides Zhilong's family. Her cake was unusually large, and there was an exquisite red dragon on the whole cake.
"How about, Jiyong, can you switch with me?" Yien scratched her head. After all, it was because she and Jiyong told her that there were delicious cakes here that made him give up the last few rides and follow her to the dance competition and even run here together.
She felt a little guilty, which was rare for her. She swallowed and her guilt towards her friend finally overcame her desire for the cake. Yien pushed her small plate. *
Zhiyong’s eyes lit up, and his chubby little face trembled as he nodded, “Yes!”
Quan Zhilong glanced at the two of them, then looked down at the cake on his plate, which took up more than half of the plate.
He leaned forward, holding down Ye-en's small plate, and muttered, "Ye-en, you eat. I'll switch with him."
Although he said he wanted to exchange them, Quan Zhilong couldn't bear to leave the two children holding hands on his cake. He lowered his head and carefully used a plastic knife to cut the two fondant figures off the cake and put them back on a small plate.
The fondant and cream were completely peeled off, revealing the soft, pale yellow bread on top.
"Here, for you." Kwon Ji-yong pushed the cake with an empty piece on top over to him. Ji-yong was stunned as he stared at the cake that suddenly became bald.
"Thank you, brother..." With tears in his eyes, he thanked him again. His hand holding the fork trembled twice. Could he not exchange with this brother? How did my brother manage to peel off the sugar man and cream without any expression? This is too shameless!
Zhiyong cursed in his heart in the most fierce tone, but in reality he was so cowardly that he immediately accepted his brother's kindness.
With tears in his eyes, he put a bite into his mouth. The cream on the side of the cake and the big piece of bread were incredibly delicious. His tears slid down his face like noodles. "It's so delicious!"
It was a pity that he could only carefully scoop the cream from such a delicious cake. After watching Yien give half of the cake to brother Zhilong, he felt that the friendship between the three of them was too crowded.
No, you clearly want to divide it, so why can't Ye-en give the big and complete piece to herself, and then you two can share Zhilong's piece!
Even when he finally had his fill and went home with his mother, Yien was still staying at Brother Zhilong's house. Could it be that Brother Zhilong's birthday was more important than the last day he spent with me?
Little Zhiyong wiped his tears and looked up to ask his mother, tears sliding directly from the back of his hand into the dimples of his flesh, "My most beautiful and kind mother, Zhiyong is so sad today, can you buy another piece of cake? Please, mother!"
"Please go home!" Kwon Ji-yong pushed the classmate who kept getting closer to him and Yi-eun, indicating that he could go home too.
However, the classmate ignored his actions and turned to talk to Yi-en who was lying on the ground, "How old is Yi-enxi this year? Yi-enxi is Zhilong's sister, right?"
Ye-eun held the crayon and drew on Kwon Ji-yong's shirt, nodding, "Yeah."
This activity was originally participated by Kwon Ji-yong alone, but later Ye-eun joined in.
Kwon Ji-yong squeezed in between the two of them, nudging his friend who was trying to get closer with his butt. Ye-eun was right next to them, and the two of them were pushing each other with their hands without leaving any trace.
Oh my god! The two glared at each other.
"Go home! Why do you always hang around Ye-eun?"
"Why don't you say she's so cute!"
"Why should I tell you!"
The eye contact between the two ended with Ye-eun exclaiming, "Oh my god, Ye-eun draws so well!"
There were black and red handwriting on the white shirt, and it was so blurred that it was impossible to tell what was drawn.
The two were silent for a few seconds. Quan Zhilong met Yien's hopeful eyes and said tentatively, "Wow, Yien's painting of you and me is so similar!"
Ye-eun clapped her hands excitedly, "Isn't it exactly the same as the cake my mom made?"
"Of course!" Kwon Ji-yong breathed a sigh of relief. He knew from my mom how Yi-eun rushed back. Best friends really should put each other first! It's normal to tell some white lies occasionally.
“???” The friend looked down at the two red and black spots, then looked up at the two people and said, Quan Zhilong, you have changed. You weren't like this in school!
Who is Kwon Ji-yong at school who likes to act cool and sometimes act mean to his friends?
I am convinced! Although he also likes cute kids, he is not willing to sell his soul like Quan Zhilong.
The outsiders finally left. Kwon Da-mi was playing games on the side, while Kwon Ji-yong and Ye-eun were squatting on the floor drawing. "Ye-eun, I heard that Hee-jun and Hiong are going to debut soon..."
There was envy in his tone, and the brush in his hand casually drew a strange-shaped sun on his shirt, "I wonder if it's the same as the nunas in Roora."
Ye-eun didn't care. They hadn't seen each other since the brief meeting before. Just a "glimpse" and less than half an hour of interaction were not enough for her to remember the "handsome" Oppa. "I don't know, it should be the same."
At that time, they had no concept of idol groups, and they didn't know what kind of storm this group called HOT would create in Korea and indirectly affect them.
When Ye-eun heard the news that the Roora group was about to disband, she had just finished her dance class. Even though she agreed to practice dancing with Kwon Ji-yong after much persuasion, she was actually not interested except when dancing with Kwon Ji-yong.
After all, Kwon Ji-yong always praises her dancing skills unconditionally, while the teachers in the company are always mean to her.
However, this time, when Ye-eun, who was feeling uncomfortable due to sweating, heard the teacher and the staff around him talking about the news of the disbandment of the Roora group, her ears moved and her feet began to move towards the teacher.
She thought she was leaving no trace, but when a "steaming hot" little bun tiptoed towards her, who wouldn't notice?
The teacher laughed secretly in his heart, but in order to maintain his dignity in front of the students, he lowered his head and pretended to speak casually, "I heard that the director's child is in our company?"
The corners of her mouth rose slightly as she glanced at Ye-eun who was frozen for a moment. Of course, this matter had not yet reached the ears of the directors, but the teachers who were with the trainees day and night had heard about it.
What amazed them the most was that the little girl involved never denied it, and sometimes even used the rumor to bully the male trainees.
Yien's eyes rolled and she took back her foot. She was almost seven years old, not a three-year-old child. How could she not know that the teacher was deliberately pointing fingers at her?
However, as soon as she turned around, the hood of her sweatshirt was pulled. "Just ask whatever you want to ask."
Ye-eun bravely turned around to look. The teacher had a serious expression, as if she would be beaten if she didn't ask, "Teacher, you just said that Roora might disband?"
After getting the positive news from the teacher, Yien grabbed her schoolbag and rushed out anxiously. It's over! Zhilong is going to be unemployed!
The door of the boys' practice room was opened and then quickly closed. The new trainees looked at each other in confusion. Who is this kid?
The senior trainee who had experienced the incident with the little witch's superb acting sighed, "Remember the kid I told you guys you absolutely, absolutely must not mess with? She is that kid's friend. That kid has a soft personality, but this girl is very fierce."
"Oh, she's the daughter of the director?" The new trainee touched his chin, "She's also our senior."
The new senior classmate Li Yien didn't see Quan Zhilong in the practice room, so she ran to other floors and finally found Quan Zhilong squatting on the ground in a small corner on the first floor, looking at something.
Is this the horror of the wave of layoffs that my mom talked about? ?
Ye-eun dug out what her mom said a few days ago. Her mom clapped her hands happily and said, "God has a good eye. How could he be caught up in the wave of layoffs?"
Although she doesn’t know who her mom is talking about, Ye-en is now very sure that Ji-long is going to be laid off!
She put her small schoolbag in a corner, squatted beside Quan Zhilong, and asked curiously: "Zhilong, you were laid off?"
Kwon Ji-yong had just found out yesterday that his only chance to perform on stage was gone, and he was feeling sad when he was stunned by Ye-eun's actions.
He picked up Yien's bag, patted the dust underneath, looked at the mottled dust in the corner and sighed, "What do you mean by laid-off?"
"Being laid off means you have no job." Ye-eun is not as mysophobic as Kwon Ji-yong. She crossed her legs and sat down next to him. "Hasn't Ji-yong been working at Roora?"
Quan Zhilong was so upset by what she said that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he just sat down like her. The two children sat in the corner of the company, and looking out through the glass door, they saw a few older brothers and sisters holding HOT posters and craning their necks to look over here.
This made Quan Zhilong sad again.
He lowered his head, feeling that he was really unlucky. After so much effort, I was selected into Roora, and I worked hard to participate in the competition and enter the company. In the end, the brothers in the company debuted, but Roora was about to disband.
Although they were just child stars affiliated with a group, the older brothers and sisters in the group still explained to them seriously that the group was going to disband.
Because the brothers of HOT suddenly changed the music market and audience preferences, Roora's fast-paced music suddenly became unpopular.
Kwon Ji-yong whispered to Ye-eun in simple and easy-to-understand words, and suddenly she had some intangible feelings about music in her mind. It turns out that to stand on the stage, she still needs good songs.
He sighed, his little hand resting on his chin. He was not even ten years old yet, but he had already experienced what Yi-eun called layoff. Quan Zhilong wiped his tears and looked up at the poster outside the glass door. "What should I do now?"
Yien seemed to understand what was said. She didn't have a deep understanding of music, but she could feel the pain of being "laid off".
After all, Zhilong would take me and Duomei out to buy toys every once in a while. I heard that it was the money Zhilong earned from work.
Zhilong must be very sad too, as he will never be able to buy toys for himself again.
She lay on Quan Zhilong's knees, touched her small schoolbag, and finally pulled out two coins from the interlayer of the schoolbag, one small and one big. This was the salary that my mother said she would sometimes earn from taking photos.
Yi-eun held the small coin in her left hand and the big coin in her right hand. She clenched her fists, stood up and stretched them in front of Quan Zhilong, "Hey, Zhilong, choose one."
Quan Zhilong blinked in confusion.
"Zhilong will not have any salary in the future, but Yien will still have one! Yien will share it with Zhilong in the future!" She blushed a little. Zhilong would take her to buy toys every time he received his "salary", but she had never shared her salary with Zhilong.
Because I want to save all my money to buy a little skirt for my mom.
But now Zhilong is so pitiful...
Thinking of the new word "loyalty" that she had just learned in kindergarten a few days ago, she nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Zhilong, Yien will share with you!"
Mom, please wait a little longer, Yeen, take more photos and I will be able to buy you a little skirt soon!
Kwon Ji-yong grinned, feeling happy because of Yi-eun's irrelevant comfort. He squatted down and carefully touched the little fist of Yi-eun's right hand. He looked up at the nervous Yi-eun, then lowered his head and held her left hand. As expected, Yi-eun breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he saw Yi-eun touching the coin, Quan Zhilong stretched his hand to the right again. Under Yi-eun's nervous gaze, he let go of Yi-eun's hand, moved it left and right, and finally put it aside and said seriously: "Then, I want this side."
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