Chapter 55: Nothing will happen to Quan Zhilong, right?
The photo on the classmate's phone was the one of Ye-eun bending down to pin a feather on Quan Zhilong. She asked hesitantly, "Are you... in love?"
In 2004, South Korea, with a population of only 48 million, had 30 million Internet users, and almost every junior high school student in Seoul had a mobile phone that could connect to the Internet.
And the photo that suddenly went viral on the Internet this month turned out to be of a classmate of mine! Everyone in the school felt incredible and at the same time had an inexplicable sense of pride.
The classmates around her would look at her from time to time. Although she didn't know why, Yeen had gotten used to it in the past few days.
After hearing what her classmate said, Yien took her phone. In the photo, there were ribbons floating above the heads of herself and Kwon Ji-yong. She, who was wearing a white ballet skirt, and Kwon Ji-yong, who was dressed in black, both lowered their heads and cast their eyes. From this angle, both of them looked incredibly gentle.
When seeing this photo, Ye Eun’s first thought was that it was indeed her, she was so beautiful!
She slid back again, and sure enough, there were several more solo photos of herself. The whole place was dark, and only under the light I seemed to be glowing. Ye-eun curled her lips and asked, which fan took this photo? If you see this, you must give him/her a big hug!
However, when she thought of her classmates' question, she curled her lips in disgust: In love with Zhilong? How embarrassing! Just thinking about the scene between herself and Zhilong Bobo in her mind, she got goosebumps all over her body.
A person who is already seventeen years old, but has to urge himself every day to drink milk! Yien sighed and said firmly: "I will never fall in love with Zhilong in this life!"
The same question was also raised in Kwon Ji-yong's class.
Although everyone knows the school's famous trainee trio, this is the first time seeing them on stage. While gaining everyone's attention, he also received a lot of trouble. When he was scolded by his classmates again, Quan Zhilong had already learned how to deal with them perfunctorily.
“I can’t meet many artists. My seniors are all very busy, so I really can’t bring you autographed photos.”
"I don't know the relationship status of my seniors. We are not familiar with each other."
"I'm not in a relationship either! Ye-eun is my younger sister."
Quan Zhilong moved his gaze to the left, and Jin Zhener was also looking at this side with interest.
His face was firm: "Are you blind? Don't you see that they are brother and sister in this photo?" What boyfriend would worry about his partner losing things and packing her school bag every day?
After all, Ye-eun is a person who can throw away anything except her wallet.
As he spoke, he tried to steal a glance at Jin Zhener's expression, but she had already looked away and started playing with her friends again.
A trace of joy flashed across the classmate's face, "Ah! In that case, I'm relieved."
Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment and looked carefully at the boy in front of him. His eyes moved from top to bottom, and from left to right, until the other person began to look at him awkwardly. Then, with an ugly expression, Quan Zhilong raised his hand and grabbed his friend's hat, then grabbed the two elastic bands and pulled them.
The man's chubby face was squeezed into a ball, and he tried to fight back with his hands and feet. However, Quan Zhilong stepped back, tightly pulling the two straps with his left hand, and quickly picked up his phone with his right hand to take a photo of him, saying fiercely: "If you dare to pursue Li Yien, you can wait to see this photo on the school forum!"
Jin Zhener glanced sideways and the expression on the boy's face seemed to be more serious than when he was pursuing her. And when he ran into another boy confessing his love to her a few days ago, he seemed to just smile and put his hands behind his back, and afterwards he acted as if nothing had happened.
So when the final exam of the first year of high school was over, when the other party asked shyly if he could go out with him during the holidays, Jin Zhener was packing her things and was about to refuse with her eyes down, but her eyes suddenly caught sight of the white feather hanging on his schoolbag.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. She was so mean as to write a wrong address.
Quan Zhilong just wanted to give it a try, after all, the other party had rejected him several times. Unexpectedly, Jin Zhener really gave him a chance this time. He was ecstatic for a moment and seemed to have some inspiration for writing love songs in his mind.
A melody had already begun to form in his mind, and Kwon Ji-yong stood up straight with a smile, not noticing the hesitant look on Kim Jin-ah's face. Because I stood up, the small feathers on the schoolbag moved a little, and it brought an itch as they slid across the back of my hand.
He raised his hand, pinched the feather and hung it in the side pocket of his schoolbag, then looked down at the time, "Zhen'er, if you have time during the holidays, contact me. Yi'en finished her exams earlier than me, so she should still be waiting for me. I'll leave first."
Hearing this, Jin Zhener swallowed the words that were about to come back to ask for the address and nodded expressionlessly.
Quan Zhilong left, and she waited in her seat for a few minutes. Sure enough, after a while, she saw two people appear outside the window.
I don’t know what the little girl named Yien said, but he raised his hand and hooked the girl’s schoolbag, then suddenly let go in a mischievous way.
Because of the sudden weight, the girl's knees bent and her whole body fell down. The next second after the girl regained her balance, Quan Zhilong was kicked in the knee...
Jin Zhener held her chin with one hand and looked out the window for a while, until her friend from the next class rushed into the classroom excitedly and asked her crying, "Zhener, are you really going abroad?"
She came back to her senses, took out a tissue from her schoolbag and gave it to her friend, smiled faintly, and said gently: "Yes, we will leave next week."
The contrails of planes flying across the azure sky are like fireworks, but more lasting. Ye-eun looked out from the dining table in the living room, raised her hand and opened the letters in her hand, reading them carefully in the natural light.
After receiving the first letter from S/M, another fan sent me a letter. This time there were even several letters, both in Chinese and Korean.
Most of them said that they recognized themselves because of those photos, and after searching, they found that they had played many small roles before.
Fans said they would support me with 100% of their heart. As Yien watched, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. She couldn't help but feel proud and couldn't resist the urge to show off, so she posted the photo, which has become the avatar of most Q/Q users, on her Q/Q space.
The photo of the girl with her back to the camera and her hands raised up in the spotlight, standing on tiptoe with her face in profile, was so beautiful that Ye-eun couldn't help but comment, "I'm so beautiful."
After adding a bunch of random Q/Q to expand my friend list, I soon got a lot of comments.
[Northern Wolf:? ]
[◆◇, Your arrogance hurt my heart: How do you have a photo of my girlfriend? ]
[The fish cried and the sea knew: …Has your sister graduated from junior high school? ]
[Who knows I cried: I will sue you for copyright infringement if you use my photos again! ]
[Leng Shao, Xi Ni said: Have you seen the double photo? That man is me, do you want to date me? ]
Ye-eun was so angry that she posted a message under her online name [You don’t understand my sister’s arrogance], “I don’t want to bother with you guys!” Then she took her letter and ran to the next dormitory in her slippers.
"Zhilong! Are you honored to be made famous by me?" She knocked on the door arrogantly, but unexpectedly, it was Dong Yongpei who opened the door. He scratched his head and said, "Zhilong is out."
Ye-eun exclaimed, "Ah!" and looked out the window at the clear sky. "Where did he secretly go to play?"
Today, because the seniors have to use the practice room to shoot behind-the-scenes footage, the trainees were "forced" to take a day off. I thought everyone would stay in the dormitory to rest, but I didn't expect Kwon Ji-Dragon to be so energetic and even go out to play.
She checked the time. It was six o'clock in the afternoon.
Dong Yongpei looked embarrassed. Although he knew what his roommate was doing, it involved his privacy after all. He thought about it and decided not to say too much. He spoke vaguely, "I think he went to see a friend."
"Okay." Yeen sighed and put her letter away. It was really uncomfortable to have no one to show off to!
There is no other way but to call my mom and ask her to praise me.
Ye-eun put the phone to her ear, biting the straw of her milk and listening to her mother and Uncle Jin who were happier than she was. She also replied with her eyes squinted, "Yes, I checked my fan forum, and the number of people has increased a lot."
"Fan forum?" Although Jin Hejun is a professor at the best university of science and technology in South Korea, he has always been developing in the direction of high-tech and cutting-edge technology, and the forums he has participated in are all about various technology sections. This is the first time he knows that his daughter actually has a fan forum.
He patted his thigh, dereliction of duty! What a dereliction of duty! After asking Ye-eun for the forum address, he opened the fan forum. When he saw Ye-eun's cute and beautiful face on the simple forum, he felt proud and the professional knowledge in his mind started to work.
Jin Hejun swiped it casually. It was so simple, too simple! How could this kind of forum be worthy of my daughter? An idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
Would it help my daughter's career if I helped her make an interesting, special app exclusively for her fans?
With this in mind, the highly proactive Jin Hejun carefully asked his daughter about her favorite colors, graphics, etc. on his mobile phone while opening the programming software.
Although Yien didn't know why her uncle suddenly asked so many detailed questions, she answered them carefully and even acted coquettishly with her mother who spoke a word or two from time to time. As they chatted, Ye-en forgot about time. It was not until her phone indicated that the battery was low that she realized she had been chatting for several hours.
After saying goodbye to my mom and Uncle Jin, Yeen plugged the round-hole charger into the bottom of her phone. Suddenly, the dormitory living room lit up, followed by a loud thunder.
It looks like it's going to rain heavily. Ye-eun frowned, and several unnies in the room seemed to be startled when they heard the door closed. One of them was about to come out to close the window when she saw Yien standing by the kitchen window and locking the windowsill. She went into the bathroom and took a look, and saw that the small ventilation window in the bathroom had also been closed.
"Ye-eun, come to bed." She waved at Ye-eun and sighed worriedly, "What if there's thunder like this in the middle of the night?"
Trainees already get little sleep, and if they continue like this they won’t get any sleep at all all night. It’s a good thing that the company wants to use the practice room today.
Ye-eun frowned and shook her head, "Ouni, you go to sleep first, I'll be back soon."
She didn't know whether the neighbors knew to close the windows. As soon as she knocked on the door, she heard the loud sound of rain hitting the windows in the corridor. The rain was so heavy that it seemed to be smashing holes in the glass.
Because the rain was so loud, she knocked for nearly half a minute before anyone in the room heard her. "Zhilong? Wait!"
Yien frowned. Why would Yongpei oppa say that? Could it be that Zhilong hasn’t come back yet?
She couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, the rain came suddenly, and the sky was clear in the afternoon. She guessed that the other party would not bring an umbrella.
"Yongbae Oppa, Zhilong hasn't come back yet?" Ye-eun frowned, "Do you know where he went?"
Seeing that it was not Quan Zhilong, Dong Yongpei also became nervous, "I only know that he is going to find Jin Zhener, but I don't know where exactly."
He searched his pockets anxiously, and when he found that his phone was not on him, he ran back to the dormitory and said, "Don't worry, I'll call him."
Ye-eun stood at the door of the dormitory, and her mind began to imagine the scene of Kwon Ji-yong being dragged into a dark alley and beaten by some gangsters. After all, when the police announced the discovery of the bodies of the five teenagers in the Daegu missing boy case that had caused a sensation eleven years ago, she finally understood why there were so many child stars in South Korea after 1991.
"I want to increase the attention on my children so that criminals won't target them."
This was almost the voice of all Korean parents at that time.
And when the five corpses with their bones exposed flashed through Yien's mind again, a huge thunder sounded in the sky again. The image in her mind seemed to materialize, and Ye-eun's entire body trembled.
"No one answered..." Dong Young-bae saw Ye-eun's pale face when he came out with his phone. He couldn't help but comfort her, "It should be okay. Maybe she was having too much fun and didn't hear the call."
Even though she knew the possibility of something going wrong was slim, Yeen couldn't help but think, what if? What if something really happens?
Yi Eun didn't look at him. She pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and responded with a trembling voice, "Okay, Yong Pei Oppa, you go to sleep first. I'll go back too."
She returned to the dormitory in a daze and called Kwon Ji-yong several times, but no one answered. Ye-en felt her mind was in a mess.
She pressed 112 on the phone's keypad, her fingertips on the dial button, and suddenly an unfamiliar phone number flashed up.
It doesn't look like a Korean phone number.
Yien wanted to hang up, but somehow she pressed the connect button again, "Hello."
A clear and gentle female voice came from the other side, "Is Ye-en xi? Is Zhilong with you now?"
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