Chapter 4 Is our Zhilong good at freestyle?
The two of them were lying in bed, one in front and one behind, whispering to each other. After a few minutes, they finally came out. It seemed that because of the heat, both children's faces were flushed.
But why did Ye-eun’s face become even redder after she went in later?
Yien pouted and didn't complain. She rubbed her red and hot face, and sighed like a little adult at the two puppy dolls sitting side by side on Kwon Ji-ryong's bed.
Who made Zhilong’s red and swollen eyes look so pitiful? A friend who cries a lot will not only lose his toys, but also have to sell his chubby cheeks.
"The kids have finished chatting. Have you made up?" Han Lanji leaned over slightly and approached the two little kids. The sight of them holding hands side by side like little dogs on the bed softened her heart. "Zhilong and Yien, make up quickly after quarreling in the future. Especially since our Zhilong is your older brother, you can't say things like breaking up, okay?"
Quan Zhilong nodded, his red and swollen eyes trying to widen, "Yes! Sure!"
"Ye-eun, you can't bully your brother just because you are young." Li Zhen touched her daughter's face, "Ji-ryong is a friend more precious than Ye-eun's favorite doll, isn't he?"
Yi-eun stretched out her little hand, gently hooked her little finger around his and shook it, glanced at Quan Zhilong with her deer-like eyes, and nodded heavily, "I only have two friends, Zhilong and Domi-one."
He felt the pinky fingers touching each other's skin. Kwon Ji-yong looked down at the pinky fingers of the two people who were jogging. He suddenly became one of the only two. He felt a sense of responsibility. "Ye-eun is also my best friend!"
The two mothers were stunned. Han Lanji pulled Li Zhen to a corner and asked, only to find out that Li Zhen had not helped Yien choose a kindergarten since coming to Korea.
They also didn't pay attention to the fact that Yien would run to find Zhilong after every ballet get out of class. Now that I think about it, it might be because Yien's language system, which occasionally mixes in Chinese, makes it difficult for other children to get close to her.
Even after that, my own child Zhilong stopped going to ballet.
Doesn't that mean Ye-en has no friends in the ballet class? Han Lanji covered her head, not knowing how to tell Li Zhen about this.
She didn't need to say anything, Quan Damei had already squeezed over and shouted, "Mom, Zhilong doesn't want to go to ballet anymore, can I use the ballet skirt as a small outfit for my doll?"
"Oh my, Zhilong won't go to the ballet class anymore?" Li Zhen looked a little helpless, "It's because of Yien..."
Han Lanji immediately waved her hands to deny it, "No, no, he just didn't like it after two months."
Although my son is young, he is very opinionated and has been very firm about what he wants and what he doesn't want since he was young.
Quan Zhilong nodded and hooked Yien's little finger with a serious expression, "Aunt, it has nothing to do with Yien, I just don't like ballet."
He turned his head to look at the little girl who was only as tall as his waist. She was looking at them in confusion. "Don't blame her. She doesn't understand anything yet."
He used the words his parents used to comfort him to appease Li Zhen.
"Oh," Li Zhen said lovingly, raising her hand to touch the boy's head, "Zhilong is so sensible."
Sensitive by nature but with strong empathy, this cool-looking little boy actually has a soft heart. She was very pleased that her daughter had made good friends.
Quan Duomei pulled Han Lanji's skirt and asked again after two seconds: "Mom! Can you give me Zhilong's little skirt?"
"Sure, sure." Han Lanjie shook her head helplessly. Her daughter has liked to "design" her own clothes since she was young. Taking her son's skirt away this time can be regarded as a happy ending for everyone.
"Then after Zhilong finishes recording the show tomorrow, can we go to the amusement park?" Quan Damei held the little skirt that Quan Zhilong had delivered to her by express delivery, looked at him, and asked Han Lanji, "Can we go with my aunt and Yien?"
The next day, Ye Eun arrived at the program recording site with Kwon Ji-yong and looked at the numerous cameras and busy staff with curiosity on her face.
However, the small studio was packed with people, and when Ye-eun looked up, she could only see pairs of legs. Kwon Da-mi, who had been here several times, was more familiar with this place than Ye-eun. Seeing her standing on tiptoe with a curious look on her face, she quietly took her hand and walked forward.
"Ye-eun, let's stand over here, can you see Ji-yong?" Kwon Da-mi pointed at Kwon Ji-yong who was only a few steps away from them.
Ye-eun looked up and saw three children standing in front of the adults on the stage, two little girls dressed exquisitely and Kwon Ji-yong, who was wearing a leopard print cap and a black suit.
"Oh my god, I just heard that one of the kids from our ROORA child star group starred in a movie last year." Lee Sang Min put a hand on Kwon Ji Yong's shoulder, "Who is that kid? Can you introduce yourself?"
Quan Zhilong touched the hat on his head, took the microphone handed over by the host, bowed and greeted, "Yes. Anyangseyo, my name is Quan Zhilong, I am seven years old this year."
"I heard that Zhilong is also very good at dancing, right?" The host leaned over to him, his face full of the love an adult has for a human cub, "Can you show us a dance?"
The somewhat shy Quan Zhilong's expression changed as soon as the music started, and his little face was full of seriousness. Although the dance movements are not as clean and powerful as those of adults, each movement is smooth and has its own style.
This is a completely different state from his usual state.
Although Ye-eun is young, she is very smart. When she saw Kwon Ji-yong's movements, she compared his dance with the ballet she was learning now - waving hands, bending over, and sticking out chest. Well, very different, but equally beautiful!
She excitedly raised her hands and waved them above her head, her mouth forming the shape of a greeting but remaining silent.
"Zhilong! Great!"
"It's amazing! The hands and feet are flowing like clouds!"
The cool little boy dancing on the stage instantly caught the movements of little Yien below the stage, and shyly pursed his lips slightly, revealing a small arc like brackets.
Once his attention was divided, Quan Zhilong, who was not good at multitasking, made some mistakes with his hands and feet. But he was not afraid. Instead, he did some basic salsa rock to Ye-en in a quirky way, with funny movements and singing mumbled songs. The sudden free-flowing action immediately made the fat host laugh while bending down and holding him in his arms.
"Hey, our Zhilong is really good at freestyle." He patted Quan Zhilong's butt. The kid struggled a few times in his arms and then started laughing.
The children's part of the program recording ended quickly, and several members of the ROORA mixed group also had a short break.
Since their debut as a mixed-voice group last year, they have swept the Korean music scene and won various awards. When the few people walked off the stage, the staff all smiled politely at them.
Kwon Ji-yong, who was just about to leave with everyone holding Ye-eun's hand, noticed Lee Sang-min walking over, stopped and tugged at the corner of Han Lan-ji's clothes.
Oh my god, not only is he hardworking, but he is also very perceptive at such a young age.
Lee Sangmin couldn't help but think that he was a child who was very suitable for activities in this circle. No wonder he was making movies at the age of five and could stand out among so many children in the child star group.
If you really count, this kid debuted two years earlier than me.
He smiled at the two parents, squatted down, took out a few candies from his pocket and held them in front of the three children, "Are you Zhilong's older sister? I'll treat you to some candy."
Kwon Da-mi is the oldest child among the three. Although the brother in front of her looks like a bad guy who lures children with snacks, he is a star! And there are so many people!
He shouldn't be a bad person.
She turned to look at her mother, who nodded. Then Quan Damei lowered her head and took a candy from Li Shangmin's hand, "Thank you, brother."
"Thank you, hiong." Kwon Ji-yong said that they were members of the children's group ROORA, but in fact he had only met them a few times. But at least we know that the guy wearing sunglasses on his head is not a bad person. He lowered his head, picked up a piece of candy, and squinted his eyes with satisfaction.
However, Ye-eun stared at the tall man in front of her. After taking the candy from him, she seriously corrected the way her brothers and sisters addressed her, "Thank you, uncle."
"Ah?" Lee Sang-min was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. This was the first time he had suffered such a blow, as he had become famous at the age of 22. He covered his chest with a look of pain on his face, "Do I look old?"
"Ye-en, this is my brother..." Li Zhen looked embarrassed.
here we go again! The stubborn cognition of my own children.
Ye-eun looked up at her mother in disapproval, then turned to glance at Lee Sang-min, "My brother should be as tall as Ji-ryong, but my uncle is this tall, taller than mom."
This one sentence made both Lee Sang-min and Kwon Ji-yong laugh.
"Oh my god, I thought you were saying I look old." Lee Sang Min smiled happily.
And Kwon Ji-yong was thinking, even though Ye-eun never called him Oppa or used honorifics to address him, he was still her brother after all!
This sentence from his brother made him very excited when he went to the amusement park.
Ye-eun was holding the hand of Kwon Ji-yong. The three-year-old boy jumped up and down with excitement, but the four-year-old Ye-eun took steady steps on the ground.
Well, mom said that we have to walk properly. It’s easy to fall down if we jump like Zhilong. “Zhilong, you can’t walk like this. We have to walk steadily.”
"It's okay, I've never fallen!" Quan Zhilong raised his head proudly. He had been walking in a cool way since he was a child and had long been accustomed to this way of walking.
Yi Eun sighed, pulled Quan Zhilong to a stop, and muttered, "No, no, it's easy to fall like this."
But Quan Zhilong didn't care, "It won't fall, and even if it falls, it's okay!"
Yeen frowned and was about to say that you cried after falling down before, but your attention was drawn to the music mixed with the noisy sounds around you.
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