Chapter 37 I am a fan of Ye-eun
"Ye-en, where is the little boy who came with you before?"
The Ye-eun in front of them was completely different from her usual cheerful appearance. She was carrying a small bag, frowning, and looking worried, which made several trainees laugh. How could a child have so many emotions?
Hearing the sisters asking about Kwon Ji-yong, Ye-eun became even more sad, "Ah..."
With a long sigh, she put her bag down. In the corner of her bag was a letter written to her by an older sister when she first came to the company. Although there were many words in the letter that she couldn't understand, Ye'en still read it carefully and put it away.
"He still only comes once a month." Ye-en took off her coat and folded it, placing it on the small cabinet in the corner where clothes were piled. In the past, they always came together, but now I have to come to train every week when I have time. Feeling tired and lonely, Ye-eun muttered quietly, "I should have known not to tell him that I was still looking for a job."
I am too educated and too smart, and Zhilong is too active. How could he really be riding a donkey and leading a horse at the same time?
Quan Baoer asked casually, "He didn't sign a formal trainee? He just left a little kid like Ye Eun here?"
Although they have only known each other for a short time, Kwon Bo-ah was impressed by him when she learned that Kwon Ji-yong was once a child star.
"Yeah!" Ye-eun was a little annoyed when she thought about how when she asked Zhilong if he wanted to sign a new trainee contract with her, he refused without hesitation. "Humph, I came here for him. In the end, he didn't accompany me. I won't stick to him anymore in the future!"
Obviously, she came here for Moon Hee-jun, but when it came to Ye-eun's mouth, it became for Kwon Ji-ryong. She even said that she felt wronged, "He said that he found a good practice studio that teaches freestyle rapping and hopes to spend more time there."
I was so disappointed at that time, but Quan Zhilong was so excited that he completely ignored it. Whenever she thought of that scene, Yien felt so angry that her teeth itched. Damn it, she could always tell that he was unhappy!
After asking the name of the practice room, Kwon Bo-ah was stunned for a moment. She had actually heard of that practice room before. It was said that the People Crew that debuted this year came from that practice room.
Kwon Bo-ah's previous impression of Kwon Ji-yong was the same as most people in the company, that he was the boy who had a good relationship with Ye-eun. However, this time she had a new understanding of him for the first time, "He is a child with a lot of ideas."
In Korea, anyone younger than you can be called a child. Ye-eun has become accustomed to these words blurted out by her older brothers and sisters. She echoed them proudly with curved eyes, "Of course, Ji-ryong had a goal when he was very young. But I was still angry that he chose that practice room without hesitation!"
It was several days later that Kwon Ji-yong realized that Ye-eun seemed angry with him. He thought about it over and over again but couldn't figure out what he had done recently. Could it really be because of the toffee? But he didn't mean it!
Could it be because he used Ye-eun’s script to write a draft last week? Or was it that he was naughty and squeezed the box when Ye-eun was drinking strawberry milk last week and almost squeezed Ye-eun in the face?
It couldn't be that I suddenly scared her from behind when she was watching TV a few days ago! ?
She "retaliated" for all these things. He drew a sarcastic expression on his math test, added salt to his milk, and said he wanted to watch TV with me, but the TV show started with a zombie that scared him.
"Oh my god, why is Ye-eun so angry?" Quan Zhilong put the dishes on the table. "She used to laugh when I told her a joke, but she has been so perfunctory these past few days! Every time I speak, she just responds with 'oh', 'yeah', 'got it'."
Quan Damei also took a pot of soup behind him. After hearing Quan Zhilong's "self-analysis", she sighed, "Da Fat, brother, it's really a miracle that you were not beaten by Ye Eun."
Quan Zhilong curled his lips and refused to be beaten. They both knew their limits when playing around. Whenever they played a prank, the other one would do it back the next day, and everything would be fine between them.
"But I didn't do anything this week?" Kwon Ji-yong put two chopsticks on the corners of his mouth, stretching his mouth and looking funny and dangerous.
Han Lanji picked up the chopsticks and tapped his shoulder. What kind of bad habit was this? "Put down the chopsticks."
Although she thought children's worries were very cute, she still tried to analyze it carefully, "This time it must be a big deal. According to my experience, when Ye-en is silent like this, it means that she really doesn't want to care about you anymore."
"Son, go and apologize sincerely. No matter what you did wrong, apologize first." Han Lanji laughed, "Just like when Yien was a child, she didn't know what she did wrong, and she always came to our house with her little doll to apologize to you."
These two children are both good kids. Even if they make each other angry, it would not be a mistake in principle. The more Han Lanji thought about it, the funnier it became. Over the past few years, all the dolls in her son's room were Yien's apology gifts.
I guess there are many traces of her son's mistakes in Yeen's room.
Kwon Da-mi is about to turn sixteen, and she feels that she is already a mature adult, so she takes the task of taking her brother to buy an apology gift.
However, when she saw the gift her brother had chosen so carefully, she couldn't help but regret why she had taken the initiative to come here! It was really embarrassing to hold such a thing on the street, and she was afraid that someone would call the police.
"Are you sure you're giving this as an apology and not to get beaten up again?" Quan Duomei's expression was indescribable. "I suggest you buy a doll like before. Although it's not original, at least you won't go wrong."
Quan Zhilong was very confident, "Don't worry, Noona, I know Ye Eun, she will definitely like it!"
"How is that possible? I hope giving these two things is not considered as intimidation." She couldn't help but complain, "Don't bully Ye-eun just because you are a few years older than her."
"Tsk tsk tsk. Noona, you don't understand. This is a gift that only people like us who are good at Chinese would give." With a look that deserved a beating, Quan Duomei put all the things in her hand into one hand and punched him. "Ha, it's fine that you said I'm bad at math last time, but now you're complaining about my Chinese."
In the end, Kwon Ji-yong, covering his head, proved that Ye-eun really liked these weird things.
Ye-eun had a cold expression on her face when she opened the door, but when she saw the red and green things that Kwon Da-mi was holding, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "Ouni, you...where did you buy these!"
Her face flushed with excitement.
Kwon Ji-yong raised his eyebrows confidently at his sister without making any expression and said, "See, just say that Yi-eun likes it, right?"
He coughed twice, took the models of the liver and gallbladder from his sister, and raised the corners of his mouth proudly, "This is the model toy that Nuna and I bought near the medical school. Come on, take out your mirror."
“Okay!” Ye-eun ran to her room with her slippers clacking, “Wait for me.”
Ye-eun, who is still taking ballet classes, has to go to the company for training, and has to go to school on weekdays, has become very busy recently. Quan Zhilong glanced at her while he was fixing the red "liver" to the edge of one of the mirrors with glue, and then glanced at her, "Ye-eun, are you very busy recently? It seems that you don't have time to pay attention to me."
Yi-eun pouted and pressed the green "gut" against another mirror, mumbling, "What do you mean I ignored you? Didn't you say you were going to the practice room?"
This gallbladder model is complete, including the gallbladder and the cystic duct. To Ye-en, who is not familiar with organs, it looks more like an oval fruit growing on a branch.
She found the right angle and fixed the gallbladder duct to the lower left corner of the mirror. It actually looked pretty good when it was extended to the upper left and matched with the mirror with white patterns. "No one will accompany me in the future! I won't accompany you in the future either, humph."
Kwon Ji-yong's eyes curved, and he finally understood why Ye-eun had been angry recently. Quan Zhilong was very pleased that the other party was willing to stick to him. He tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, but he couldn't hide the complacency in his tone, "Oh my god, it turns out that our Ye Eun is like this because she misses me."
His proud tone made Quan Duomei unable to bear it. She put down the photo frame in her hand. There were too many photos of them. She even forgot when the photos were taken when they were children. "You are here to apologize."
When Yien heard what her sister said, she also glanced at Kwon Ji-yong secretly. Just then, Kwon Ji-yong suddenly became embarrassed when his sister reminded him of this. Their cautious eyes met, and Quan Zhilong coughed twice, looked away and then turned back, "Okay, Yeonmiana. I was so happy at the time that I didn't notice that you were unhappy."
He held up a small mirror in front of himself and cautiously poked his head out from behind it, "Ye-eun, can you forgive me?"
Ye-eun burst out laughing. The "liver" pasted next to the mirror looked like it was pasted in front of Kwon Ji-yong's hair in this action. The organ model, which was almost the size of an adult's palm, looked like a scary headdress, but Ye-eun was not afraid at all and just thought it was interesting.
When the other person smiled, Quan Zhilong's eyes also showed a smile.
"Then let's still play with the liver!" Quan Zhilong raised the mirror in his hand high in front of himself, with the red liver model attached to the right side of the mirror.
"How dare you!" Ye-eun followed suit and covered her face with a mirror.
The two mirrors reflected each other, and the two organs on the mirrors were just opposite each other, faintly visible in each other's mirrors. They spoke at the same time behind the mirrors, with a firm tone, "You are my bad friends!"
Li Zhen, who was taking a nap, was awakened by the noise in the living room. He touched his eyes dizzily and seemed to see something red.
She tried to fight off the sleepiness, and the moment she opened her eyes, the sleepiness instantly left her, "Aa ...
The two people holding the "liver" and "gallbladder" turned their heads at the same time. Even Quan Duomei was startled and almost dropped the piggy bank in her hand. "Aunt, it's us! Don't be afraid!"
Li Zhen felt her heart stop beating for a few seconds, until she saw two familiar little faces behind the mirror. She touched her left chest which was slowly returning to its normal rhythm and laughed angrily, "Hey, what are you two doing again?"
The two of them smiled guiltily, begging for mercy on their faces, "Well..."
"Heh." Li Zhen approached them and stopped when he looked down and saw two mirrors. Looking closely at these things would definitely give you a nightmare. No, those two mirrors!
She blinked, wondering how these two things were stuck on her beautiful white mirror. "Yien, Zhilong, what did you use to stick them on..."
“Glue…” Ye-eun scratched her head, very confident, “I was worried that it wouldn’t stick well enough, so I used the strongest kind, and it will definitely not come off!”
This means that I will never dare to use my beautiful mirror again...
Li Zhen laughed and turned to Quan Duomei who was watching the show on the side and said, "Duomei, Zhilong will have dinner at his aunt's house today. Tell your mom and dad."
After teaching his students a weekend elective class, Jin Hejun returned home and saw two children kneeling in a corner, each holding a mirror and crying, "Uncle, save me!"
He put his shoes into the shoe cabinet and approached the two people in confusion, "Why are you kneeling here?"
Then, when he saw the mirrors in their hands, Jin Hejun was shocked and took a step back, with a shocked expression on his face, "Ah...what are you holding in your hands?"
Li Zhen sat on the sofa, staring at the photos on the TV cabinet. The three children in the photos were kneeling and crying loudly, looking very pitiful.
A similar scene happened again, but this time there were two of them. She said in a leisurely tone, "Honey, your daughter really scared me."
Jin Hejun, who was about to pull the two children up, paused, pulled his hand back awkwardly, turned around, picked up two pillows from the sofa and motioned the children to lift their knees.
"Here's a cushion." Jin Hejun patted the two children and winked at them, indicating that he did not dare to disobey the decision of the head of the family. "It's more comfortable to kneel like this."
"Uncle!" The two were about to cry as they looked at the last straw that had abandoned them. Yien lowered her head and sighed, "Jilong, we are really good friends who are loyal to each other."
Quan Zhilong also looked frustrated. Although he knew that his aunt would get them up in a few minutes, he still felt sorry for himself. "This idiom looks unlucky. Ye En can teach me other ones later?"
Yien thought for two seconds, "Bone connected?"
"No!" Before Quan Zhilong could say anything, Li Zhen had already covered her head in pain. Being so close to each other was scary enough, and if she was connected by another flesh and blood, she would be able to ascend to heaven in advance, "Li Yien, I will unplug the TV cable for you today."
She sighed. Her childhood friends holding hands with dolls were so cute. Why do their ideas become stranger as they grow older? ?
This sentence was also said by Yien's class teacher a few days later.
As a private school, Chongyi Primary School organizes children to go on "study tours" every fall semester. This year's theme is communicating with people in life.
When taking the children out, the teachers were of course extremely cautious. They communicated with the parents in advance and prepared all the necessary supplies. On that day, all the children in the school gathered in the playground with their bulging backpacks on their backs.
Ye-en wore a garden hat with a small flower on her head. It was a cool and crisp October day. She wore a small white shirt with simple blue jeans with a conspicuous little bear logo on it. These were the clothes that E-Land Home gave to the child models every year.
The small schoolbag on her back was so heavy for the first time. In addition to the lunch box, it also contained a water cup, spare medicine, simple stationery, and a spare set of clothes. Yien felt that she was about to be crushed by her mother's heavy love.
"It's so heavy..." Little Jin Qi on the side also exclaimed. More than 200 children on the playground gathered together according to their classes. After the teachers confirmed the number of people again, they were finally able to get on the bus.
As soon as Yien got in the car, she took off her bag and placed it on her knees. Her head drooped on the bag, her eyebrows drooped, and she looked unhappy.
She really didn't have any expectations for this study tour. After all, she had enough contact with outsiders in her daily life, and as for "learning to communicate with others", Yien thought she could easily accomplish it.
Just like now.
She took the money, stood on tiptoe and put it in front of the boss, smiling sweetly, "Auntie boss, I want two more popsicles!"
The first task of the study tour is to go to the store to buy things and learn to find things and pay for them by yourself. The boss had already received several little customers, and each child obediently followed the teacher's instructions and bought a bottle of water. Only this little girl stood on tiptoe and dug out two popsicles from the refrigerator.
"Hey, kid, do you have enough money?" The boss was a little worried. After all, she guessed that this was a school activity for elementary school students, so they would probably only give each child the corresponding amount of money.
Ye-eun nodded, patted her pocket, and said proudly, "I brought the money from my little piggy bank. This is the teacher's money, and this is my money."
Since the money was enough, the boss naturally didn't say much and paid for a bottle of water and two popsicles.
Yi-eun took the three things and did not run back to her class like the other kids. Instead, she happily skipped to the fourth grade area, holding up a popsicle and shouting, "Ji-long, come and eat some ice!"
The money in the little golden pig is shared by the two of them, and they need to buy two copies of anything. This is their tacit understanding.
However, Quan Zhilong didn't know that she would actually spend money to buy snacks at this time. Everyone's eyes were cast towards Quan Zhilong at the same time. Even the teacher had heard that this child in his class had a neighbor sister who was in the first grade. Now seeing the little girl blinking her big eyes looking for someone, he smiled helplessly and held his forehead to help her shout, "Zhilong, your sister is here to bring you something to eat."
Quan Zhilong then trotted out of the team and took the popsicle from Yien's hand. He wanted to laugh but was also worried that Yien would be criticized by the teacher. "Go back quickly. Your teacher will definitely tell if he can't find you."
Alas, Ye-eun is still too young. Why are they coming here at this time? They can secretly buy delicious food when the teachers are not paying attention.
"Wow, is this the sister that Zhilong often talks about? She's so cute!"
"I also want to be friends with her. Do I need to give Zhilong a guarantee?"
“Ah, then should I write it too?”
"I just want to eat popsicles...woooo, teacher, please give me some more money!"
Quan Zhilong, biting into a popsicle, remained calm despite the envious gazes of countless classmates. He even looked up and smiled at them, "Oh my god, my sister is like this. She likes me too much. Ah, you want to eat it too? No, no, I'll buy it myself next time and treat you."
The kid who plays best with Kwon Ji-yong rolled his eyes. Here he goes again. He wouldn’t be Kwon Ji-yong if he didn’t show off his sister. I’ve seen it every year when I celebrate his birthday with him. The biggest and most beautiful cake is never given to Kwon Ji-yong himself, but to Lee Ye-eun.
Yi-eun, who had returned to the class, handed the popsicle to Jin-ki, who was staring at her eagerly. The two were enjoying their meal, but then they heard a soft voice asking, "Is that little Yi-eun?"
Because there were more than 200 children standing in the square at once, many adults around them were sitting on the benches and looking at them gently. One of them, a pale-faced sister, stood in the corner, seeming a little shy, but she mustered up all her courage to step forward and ask.
The teacher looked over cautiously. The girl, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, nervously grasped the corners of her clothes with her hands. When she met the teacher's gaze, she shrank back as if she wanted to step back. However, when he saw Ye-eun's curious gaze, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath and asked softly, "Are you the Ye-eun who filmed Seo Taiji's MV?"
Although it was a question, her eyes seemed to confirm it. "Ouni, can I take a picture with you?"
She had a camera bag on her left shoulder. It was a very expensive brand, but the bag had some signs of being torn, and there were marks of wear and tear on the straps.
Ye-eun swallowed the last bite of the popsicle before speaking, blinking her eyes, "Yeah, of course."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the teacher. The teacher's eyes moved around her imperceptibly, and when she looked over, his eyebrows relaxed. He smiled faintly and nodded, "Can I take the photos for you?"
Facing the camera, Ye-eun smiled naturally and brightly, but the squatting girl looked a little stiff. The teacher frowned. From the camera, the girl seemed to be trying hard to suppress her nervousness. "Relax, you need to smile to look better."
Primary school teachers spend most of their time with children, and unconsciously treat girls who appear to be in junior high or high school as if they were their own students.
Ye-eun thought she must have a very beautiful smile, and turned to look at the unnie beside her. Noticing her gaze, the girl blushed and pulled the corners of her mouth straight, "I don't look natural in front of the camera..."
She looked down at Yi-eun, and the hand pinching the corner of her clothes unconsciously tightened, "Teacher, it's okay, just take a good picture of Yi-eun."
“Ah?” Ye Eun blinked and shook her head, her eyes clear and innocent, “Ouni, please smile at me.”
A baby's sweet voice rang in the girl's ears, and the girl curled the corners of her mouth, looking natural and beautiful. However, when facing the camera, the smile froze.
Ye-eun thought for two seconds, then stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to turn the unnie's face towards her, "Unnie, look at me and smile."
When a smile appeared on the girl's face, Ye-eun held her hand and turned it into two fingers, pressing them against the corners of her upturned mouth, and gently and slowly turned her face back to the camera, "Yes, unnie, look at me and smile, wow, so beautiful! Nai, hold on, don't move, teacher, be ready!"
The moment unnie’s face was facing the camera, Ye-eun let go of her hand and laughed quickly.
The shooting speed was faster than the girl's expression became stiff, and the artificially controlled smile was frozen in the camera. The girl was stunned when she saw the photo. It had been a long time since she smiled so beautifully in front of the camera.
The girl leaning against her in the photo had the same smile as she did in Seo Taiji's MV, and she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
"Ye-eun is so pretty!" Ye-eun's confident words brought her back to her senses, "Hehe, unnie is pretty too."
One teacher was responsible for safety, one was in charge of maintaining order, and one was arranging activities, but Ye-eun and this strange sister were squatting in the corner looking at the photos in the camera.
"Thank you, Ye'en, thank you." She handed the camera to Ye'en who was standing on tiptoe. Although she couldn't take a photo with her idol, taking a photo with this child from the same country whom she noticed at first sight in the MV made her feel happier than ever before.
“You’re welcome.” Ye-eun took the camera and suddenly pointed it at the girl, her voice so sweet that it made her sick, “Ouni, look at Ye-eun and smile.”
She playfully poked her head out from behind the camera and made faces at the girl, who was once again having a stiff expression. The moment her eyes shifted to Ye-eun, the girl burst out laughing, and Ye-eun immediately pressed the shutter.
After teasing this shy-looking unnie and taking one beautiful photo after another, Ye-eun finally said goodbye to unnie amid the background sound of the teacher calling for assembly.
"Hehe, there was an unnie waiting for Ye-eun at the company gate before, and she said she was a fan of Ye-eun. Are you one too?" Ye-eun asked curiously as she watched this unnie put the camera back into her bag.
The girl froze for a moment, then nodded decisively, "Yes! I'm a fan of Ye-eun!" Starting from today.
She turned her head to look at Ye-eun, "Ye-eun is so, so beautiful when she smiles." What did she feel like when she saw Ye-eun in the MV? She was as dazzling as the sun that attracted countless people to chase after her.
Yien smiled, her eyes curved, the corners of her mouth turned up, and the dimples on her cheeks became visible because of her smile, making her look sweet and full of vitality.
"Ouni, you look super, super beautiful when you smile!" She stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hands and slightly pulled up the corners of her mouth. After fixing the same arc as the first photo, Ye-eun opened her arms and hugged her, "Thank you, unnie, for liking Ye-eun."
Before the girls could even hug back, Ye-eun trotted off to where the class was gathering. She touched her worn camera bag, then hugged it tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to keep this warm embrace.
That night, she transferred the photos in the camera to her computer via an SD memory card. The internet speed was very slow and it took several minutes to take a photo, but she was very patient.
After uploading all the photos, she pulled out the only photo with Ye-eun's face, looked at their smiling faces carefully, and uploaded it with a smile on her face to her blog, which had a lot of views because she often posted landscape photos.
[From now on, there will no longer be only landscape photos. ]
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