Chapter 82 Returning Home
The stars spread Han Yunxing's birthday support all the way to Ireland. By the time Begin Us and his group boarded their flight back home, a week later, Han Yunxing's face was still being displayed on the big screen at Dublin Airport.
Upon landing in South Korea, the entire production crew was bombarded with flashes of light as they passed through customs. Lee Dong-hee hadn't seen such a spectacle in a long time. He gave a wink to the staff beside him, and they moved to the perimeter of "Begin Us," slowly leading the members out.
Han Yunxing was already used to it; she could even spot the reporter who often came to pick her up at the airport in the crowd at a glance.
Han Yunxing waved and quickly winked at her, then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
The reporter's heart skipped a beat, but her excellent professionalism allowed her to steadily record the entire moment she made eye contact with Han Yunxing with her camera. She smiled and called out, "Yunxing, happy 20th birthday!"
Han Yunxing, who had just been feigning modesty, immediately turned around upon hearing the voice. Her eyes crinkled into a smile as she took small steps back to the female reporter's side: "Unnie, thank you for picking me up today too~"
"Oh my, this is your first time back in the country since your birthday, I can't miss it." The female reporter chatted with Han Yunxing while holding up her camera: "Yunxing, did you see the birthday support?"
From the moment they stepped into the airport, these reporters could see the birthday support that Star had prepared for Han Yunxing. There was even a small group of fans waiting outside to greet them, even though Han Yunxing and her friends were taking a red-eye flight back to China.
Han Yunxing smiled and nodded, giving a thumbs-up to the camera: "Stars are the best, I saw it on Instagram." She planned to check out the birthday screen at the airport later.
After Shen Lina finished packing the artists' luggage, she waited a short distance away for Han Yunxing and the rest of the production crew to say goodbye.
People like Lu Hongzhe and Liu Xilie drove away by themselves, and gradually only Han Yunxing and Li Sulu remained on the field.
At this moment, Lee So-ra's manager arrived. Lee So-ra reached out and hugged Han Yoon-sung, then quickly let go: "Go back and get some rest. See you in Seoul later."
After watching Lee So-ra leave, Han Yoon-sung moved closer to Shin Lina and put her arm around her: "Unnie! Did you miss me?"
"No." Shen Lina's straightforward answer earned her a resentful look.
She laughed, her sharp facial features softening. Shen Lina patted Han Yunxing's hand lightly: "Okay, maybe a little."
Han Yunxing stretched out her hands and muttered, "Wow, I miss you all so much."
Shen Lina: "Stop fooling around, let's go, aren't we going to check in and show our support?"
Speaking of this, Han Yunxing's expression brightened, and she showed Shen Lina the photos on her phone: "This is it, the stars did a fantastic job! The reporter said it's still here, I'm going to go see it."
Seven or eight people were squatting by a pillar under the airport's large screen, dozing off against each other. One of them suddenly felt her head sink, instantly waking up from her drowsiness. She tilted her head back, blinked, yawned, and caught a glimpse of someone approaching. She shook her companion awake: "They're here! They're here!"
Everyone suddenly stood up:
"Yunxing is here."
"I knew Yunxing would definitely come."
"Let's keep our voices down, it's too late now, some people are resting at the airport."
Han Yunxing quickly noticed the group of people and walked towards them, exclaiming, "What?!"
She glanced at her phone; it was already three o'clock. "Have you been waiting here all this time?"
Han Yunxing was shocked. They weren't waiting for her at the immigration checkpoint, but here. What if her flight was late? What if she didn't come to take the birthday support photos?
She reached out and took the girl's hand in front of her: Thankfully, her hand is warm.
The fans whispered in response, "We knew Yunxing would definitely come here to verify."
Han Yunxing also said in a low voice, "Don't come this late next time. I'll post more of my Instagram posts for you guys to see."
Seeing Han Yunxing's serious expression, the fans nodded obediently, but secretly thought they would come again next time.
Seeing their insincere expressions, Han Yunxing sighed and rubbed her forehead: "Did you come together? I'll call you a car."
Fans chimed in, "We have chartered a bus."
After seeing the fans off, Han Yunxing and her companion walked towards the airport exit.
Han Mingyou parked his car in a corner early on. After Han Yunxing got in the car, she greeted him: "Mingyou oppa, long time no see."
Han Mingyou started the car, and soothing music filled the air. He smiled and turned back to ask, "Yunxing, shall I take you home?"
Han Yoon-sung was liking a post on Instagram when she replied without looking up, "Please take me to the company, Oppa."
Dublin and Seoul are nine hours apart in time. Han Yunxing slept for a long time on the plane, so now she's just going to forcefully adjust to the time difference and stay up all night.
She took advantage of this time to go back to the cube and finish the mixing.
Han Mingyou and Shen Lina exchanged a glance and shrugged helplessly: What does it feel like for celebrities to be too self-aware?
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Last year, the coffee shop downstairs from Cube was renovated and upgraded from daily operation to 24-hour operation. Because the food was good, the company's artists often came to patronize it.
However, it was already past midnight, and only one employee was taking a nap at the table.
Hearing the door open, he immediately woke up, looked up sharply, and when he saw that it was Han Yunxing, his eyes lit up: "Annuha saiyo, you're back in the country."
Han Yunxing recognized him; this shop assistant always greeted her, as if he were a fan.
She smiled and nodded, just about to order, when a voice came from behind her.
"One iced Americano, one hot latte." Ren Xuanzhi held out his hand and placed the card on the table, winking at Han Yunxing.
Han Yunxing clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Wow—Ren Xuanzhi's card-throwing posture is so cool."
The coffee was ready, and Han Yunxing reached out to take it.
The next second, her collar was grabbed, and Ren Xuanzhi naturally cut into the line, picked up two cups of coffee and walked towards the elevator: "Who said they were for you?"
"Hey! Im Hyun-sik!" Han Yoon-sung hurriedly said goodbye to the shop assistant, grabbed a straw, and was about to chase after him.
The shop assistant watched the two bickering through the glass and shook his head.
After pressing his floor number, Ren Xuanzhi asked the person next to him, "Going to the production studio or...?"
Han Yunxing took a sip of her hot latte and said contentedly, "Production room."
"There's a song being mixed, and we need to finish the mix soon." After saying that, Han Yunxing glanced at Ren Xuanzhi and asked, "Oppa, are you a caveman?"
Ren Xuanzhi was tidying his messy hair in front of the elevator door when he heard this. He turned around and gave Han Yunxing a kind smile, speaking softly, "Hey, Han Yunxing, you can continue drinking the hot latte I bought you."
He emphasized the words "I'll invite you" with a heavy emphasis.
Han Yunxing blinked, obediently closed her mouth, lowered her head, and took a big gulp of latte.
"But it's perfect that you're here, help me listen to the demo."
They arrived on the sixth floor. Ren Xuanzhi opened the door to the production room and turned on all the lights. The floor and table were covered with messy papers. His smile froze. He slowly moved into the room and closed the door. "Yunxing, let's talk about it when it's light. Let me tidy up first."
Han Yunxing, who was turned away: ...
Back in the production room, Han Yunxing leaned back on the sofa to rest. After struggling for a while, she stood up and walked towards the mixing console.
The vocal recording for Elliot's "Lose Control" is already in Han Yunxing's hands; now she needs to refine the post-production integration of the vocals and arrangement.
Slender fingers lightly clicked the mouse, and a gentle, clear voice broke the silence in the room. Han Yunxing propped her head up, carefully polishing the audio to remove any flaws.
"Lose Control" is a pop-folk song in which Han Yunxing meticulously crafted the accompaniment and vocals, with each sound complementing and blending harmoniously with the others.
The chords of the folk guitar pull you back to that sunny day, where a boy carries a girl through a forest path. The girl playfully traces her name on the boy's back with her finger. The drumbeats begin, the bicycle bell rings urgently, and the boy rides in a direction as erratically as a heartbeat going out of control.
Han Yunxing's arrangement cleverly uses the timbres of various instruments to create the feeling of initial loss of control and naivety. The current mixing stage is to make this naivety more atmospheric and spacious.
But this finishing touch can't be done in a short time. Han Yunxing is very strict with his work. No matter how much overtime he works, the mixing part of this song will take at least three days.
The process of repeatedly refining the work was annoying, but Han Yunxing didn't find it tedious. After a week of seclusion, she sent the completed work to Elliot and, without waiting for a reply, stretched and went to the lounge next door.
In the lounge, Kwon Ji-yong was fiddling with a teddy bear on the bookshelf. Hearing the noise, he stopped and turned to hug the person who had jumped into his arms: "Do you want to go home and rest for a while before you leave?"
Han Yoon-sung: "I can't be late for my first formal meeting with Dami unnie's boyfriend."
She held Kwon Ji-yong for a while to recharge, and her energy visibly returned. Her fingers curiously moved around on his head.
"Oppa, your hair is so stiff."
Kwon Ji-yong grabbed Han Yoon-sung's flustered hand: "Actually..."
"Ah! Kwon Ji-yong, shut up!" Han Yoon-sung covered her face and fled to the sofa.
Kwon Ji-yong slowly sat down next to Han Yoon-sung and gently coaxed, "Alright, I won't talk about these things outside."
"Yes," he said when he got home.
Seeing that it was almost time, Han Yunxing picked up the car keys left by Han Mingyou on the table, and the two drove straight to Quan Zhilong's parents' house.
Mrs. Quan was watering the flowers in the yard when a car pulled up in the distance. She stopped and went to greet it, saying, "Who's here?"
"Auntie, it's me!" Han Yunxing cupped her face and jumped in front of Quan's mother, with Jia Hu coming over at her feet after hearing the noise.
"You've lost so much weight since you came back from abroad. I prepared your favorite food today." Kwon's mother handed the watering can to Kwon Ji-yong, patted Han Yoon-sung's hand tenderly, and then led her home, still muttering about her current worries: "I asked Da-mi beforehand, but I don't know if it will suit Kim Min-joon's taste."
Seeing that the two people and the dog were just standing there, Kwon Ji-yong smiled and shook his head, put the watering can next to the flower stand, and strolled into the house.
Inside the kitchen, Han Yoon-sung was diligently helping with the food tasting. Noticing Kwon Ji-yong approaching, she picked up a piece of fried cod and held out her chopsticks to him.
Kwon Ji-yong naturally lowered his head, opened his mouth, chewed, and then opened his mouth again to signal Han Yoon-sung to continue.
"Bang--"
Kwon's mother slapped Kwon Ji-yong on the shoulder and waved her hand, shooing the two unlucky kids out of the kitchen.
If we keep feeding them, what will they eat for dinner!
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Author's Note: The image of Shan Cai shouting "Ah!! Stop talking!" inexplicably flashed through my mind.
Quan Long secretly smirked.
I managed to finish writing it today, just in time!
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