Chapter 95 The moonlight is beautiful.
End of May 2015.
As the busy month of May comes to an end, Bigbang will be facing an even busier period.
Starting from the end of May, Bigbang's "MADE" world tour will continue almost non-stop until next year.
The world tour concert in Guangzhou is about to begin, and Bigbang flew to China in advance to familiarize themselves with the venue and rehearse.
At the Guangzhou International Sports Arena, after Kwon Ji-yong rehearsed and familiarized himself with his positioning, An Joo-bong went up to practice.
Kwon Ji-yong sat in the audience watching, with An Yeo-feng standing in his place, so he could see the effect.
Kwon Ji-yong frowned repeatedly as he watched; what was wrong with the lighting effects?
Choi Soon-ho sat next to him and saw him staring blankly at the stage. Knowing he was agitated, he handed him a cigarette and comforted him, "It's a new team, you're not quite in sync yet. A few more times and you'll get used to each other."
Kwon Ji-yong refused Choi Soon-ho's cigarette, saying, "I'm quitting smoking."
"You've been doing this for so long?!" Choi Soon-ho was shocked. Ji-yong had said he was going to quit smoking, and he thought he had given up a long time ago.
After all, he's had a smoking history of over ten years; how could he possibly resist?
"Really don't want it?" Choi Soon-ho offered it again, but seeing that Kwon Ji-yong still refused, he lit one himself, took a puff, and couldn't help but sigh, "Is the power of love really that strong?"
Kwon Ji-yong saw Choi Soon-ho light a cigarette and move a few seats away from him.
He doesn't smoke himself anymore, so why would he want to smell other people's cigarettes?
"No way, you." Choi Soon-ho's eyes widened at the sight. He looked Kwon Ji-yong up and down several times before finally saying, "The power of love is truly amazing."
It's incredible that Kwon Ji-yong could react like this.
Kwon Ji-yong remained noncommittal in response to Choi Soon-ho's words.
He didn't know if it was the power of love, he only knew that being with Ru Feng made the moonlight seem more beautiful, the sunlight brighter, and the whole world seem more expansive.
He seemed to have become incredibly tolerant and patient with the whole world, and by comparison, quitting smoking didn't seem so unbearable, even somewhat insignificant.
Kwon Ji-yong watched the performance on stage, silently noting down the aspects of the lighting that he was not satisfied with.
As the performance was nearing its end, Kwon Ji-yong went to the lighting area and asked them to rehearse the song again. In coordination with the performance and rhythm on stage, Kwon Ji-yong adjusted the brightness, color, angle, and changes of the lights little by little.
Today was the first rehearsal for the Guangzhou concert. The stage design team was a new collaboration, and many aspects needed to be worked out. We also coordinated some stage effects and went through the entire concert flow before the rehearsal finally ended.
After singing and dancing for so long, everyone was starving. Before returning to the hotel, An Rufeng took them to eat Chaoshan beef hot pot.
Back at the hotel, Kwon Ji-yong picked out a few photos and posted them on Weibo.
He scrolled through the comments. Although he couldn't understand the text, there were many emojis, many of which were based on his image. He could tell from the emojis that the CVIPs were happy.
Kwon Ji-yong saved some of his own meme images, and also went to his teammates' Weibo accounts to comment and interact, saving quite a few of their memes as well.
After doing all that, Kwon Ji-yong smiled and asked An Ru-feng, "Ru-feng, what's your Weibo username?"
"I don't have a Weibo account." An Rufeng had never stayed in China since arriving in this time and space, and she hadn't downloaded many of China's social media apps.
"Let's register."
"I don't use it much, what's the point of registering?"
"Follow me." Kwon Ji-yong's lips curled slightly.
Anjou Wind: ...
Anru downloaded Weibo, gave her phone to Quan Zhilong and told him to register himself, then ignored him and went to take a shower.
When An Rufeng came out of the bathroom again, she heard her cell phone ringing incessantly.
Anru Feng's phone is usually on silent, so this must be Kwon Ji-yong's phone.
Staff members often need to contact him for matters, so his phone needs to be kept on.
An Rufeng looked around and saw that Quan Zhilong wasn't in the bedroom. She walked to the bedside to see who was in such a hurry to send so many messages.
As she got closer, An Rufeng realized it was actually her own cell phone.
Without a doubt, this must be the ringtone that Kwon Ji-yong set for her.
An Rufeng picked up her phone from the bed, opened it, and saw that the members were chatting in the KKT group.
The group chat name shows 99+ unread messages.
What are you talking about? There's so much news.
An Rufeng casually swiped upwards, and when she stopped, she found that almost all the messages were pictures.
Upon closer inspection, Anru Feng couldn't help but laugh; the pictures were all memes of the five members of Big Bang sending each other images of themselves.
I don't know where they found them, there were all sorts of people. At first it was relatively normal, but it gradually became outrageous.
It wasn't until Taeyang and the others ran out of pictures that they stopped hurting each other, and the meme war finally ended with Kwon Ji-yong posting a meme of himself looking smug.
At this moment, Kwon Ji-yong was not speaking in the group chat. Only Taeyang and the other three were discussing what good food there was in Guangzhou, and that they could go eat together tomorrow morning if they had time.
Several people suggested some Chinese dishes, but they didn't know which ones to choose.
Anru Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and sent a message in the group chat:
The morning tea was good.
Whenever Anru comes to Guangzhou, she goes to have dim sum, and her favorite is steamed pork ribs with taro. Every time she goes to a dim sum restaurant with friends, she insists on having a whole plate of it by herself.
Seeing An Rufeng's recommendation for dim sum, Taiyang and the others all said they would listen to her, a local, and go have dim sum.
An Rufeng was familiar with China, so Taiyang and the others naturally asked her to decide where to eat.
Anru Feng was perfectly fine with it; she happened to know a dim sum restaurant.
After leaving the group chat, An Rufeng opened Weibo, which she had just downloaded on her phone.
Upon opening, an account with the nickname @LoveKwJiYong616 was already logged in.
An Rufeng was both amused and exasperated to discover that the account's first comment was a long string of [heart emojis] posted in the comment section of Kwon Ji-yong's latest Weibo post.
The account has already followed six people. One of them is Kwon Ji-yong's account, and the other five are not Taeyang or his group, nor are they celebrity accounts, but ordinary accounts.
An Rufeng glanced at the style of the nickname and noticed something; it must be a VIP.
It's strange that these five VIPs aren't big fans; they only have a few dozen followers at most. They don't seem special at all. I don't know why Kwon Ji-yong followed them.
Soon, An Rufeng found out why Quan Zhilong was paying attention to them.
She saw Kwon Ji-yong's private message records with them.
It all started with Kwon Ji-yong asking in broken, barely fluent Chinese if there were more memes of him and the other members, and then the other side threw memes of the Big Bang members at him, with each of the five members corresponding to a different member.
Midway through, Kwon Ji-yong asked them for emojis twice more. One of the VIPs who was asked for Taeyang's image emojis even asked, "Sister, what do you need so many Taeyang emojis for?"
However, before Kwon Ji-yong could reply, the other party sent a message saying, "Are you a childhood sweetheart CP fan? I saw that your nickname is GD, so here are some exclusive GD emojis that I made." Then, he sent him a whole bunch of emojis.
An Rufeng couldn't stop laughing. No wonder the meme war in the group ended with Kwon Ji-yong's [smug] meme; it turned out he had outside help.
That smug emoji was sent by this VIP.
Anru Feng looked at the latest comments from the five members of Big Bang, which were all memes of the five members.
It was their excellent use of memes in the comments section that led Kwon Ji-yong to accurately follow them.
"What are you looking at so intently?" A deep voice came from behind, tinged with amusement.
Anru Feng logged off Weibo and had just booked a private room at a familiar dim sum restaurant when she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her back.
Then a strong arm wrapped around her shoulder from behind, carrying a faint scent of moisture mixed with her body fragrance, which wafted into Anru Feng's nostrils.
Kwon Ji-yong's sudden movement startled An Ru-feng, causing her to drop her phone onto the blanket.
"Hey! Kwon Ji-yong! How come you walk so silently!" An Rufeng tried to turn around, but Kwon Ji-yong was like a big cat pressing down on her, his chest pressed tightly against her back. His arms were also tightly wrapped around her waist, making it impossible for her to move.
"Wei?" Kwon Ji-yong gently twirled a strand of her hair with his fingers, chuckling softly in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. "You were just too focused to hear me."
"Really?..." An Rufeng couldn't turn around, so she gave up struggling and instead reached out to tickle his waist.
Kwon Ji-yong was listening to her when he suddenly felt an itch on his waist. He couldn't help but curl up into a ball like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Oops, you attacked me from behind!"
"All's fair in war," An Rufeng said with a smile.
Kwon Ji-yong suddenly flipped over and pinned An Ru-feng down. She instinctively struggled, but he only pulled her closer.
An Rufeng tried to tickle his waist again, but Quan Zhilong had already grabbed her hands and pressed them to her ears.
"Give up~" Kwon Ji-yong smiled smugly, gently nuzzling her nose.
"I surrender! I surrender!" An Rufeng had no chance of winning, so she smiled and begged for mercy without any burden.
Kwon Ji-yong laughed out loud and rolled around on the bed with An Ru-feng, switching their positions so that An Ru-feng was on top of him.
Kwon Ji-yong put one arm around her waist and the other on her back, pulling her into his arms: "KKK, why did you give up so quickly?"
An Rufeng remained silent in the face of his smugness. She slightly raised her upper body, rested her elbow on Quan Zhilong's chest, gently propped her chin up, lowered her eyelashes, and glanced at him with a half-smile.
Kwon Ji-ryong's eyes narrowed.
Because of the playful fight, An Rufeng's hair was disheveled. She stretched out her other hand, her fingertips running through the messy strands of hair, and slowly tidied it from top to bottom.
His hair lay flat again, falling smoothly down, the ends brushing lightly against Kwon Ji-yong's collarbone.
Quan Zhilong's Adam's apple twitched slightly, feeling itchy. His gaze lingered on the slender lines of her neck for a moment before gradually moving downwards.
Anjou-style pajamas had several buttons undone, revealing large areas of skin that shimmered like fine mutton fat jade under the light.
An Rufeng lay on Quan Zhilong's chest, her elbows supporting her could clearly feel his steady and powerful heartbeat, one beat after another.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Quan Zhilong raised his hand, hooked it around An Rufeng's neck, and pulled her down. An Rufeng unconsciously cupped his cheeks with both hands, lowered her head, and followed his force, gradually moving closer to Quan Zhilong.
The gentle light shone on them, casting slowly overlapping shadows on the bed.
Between breaths, Quan Zhilong kissed An Rufeng.
The shallow breathing in the room gradually became heavier.
After an unknown amount of time, Kwon Ji-yong suddenly rolled over, turned around, and pinned her down.
As soon as her back touched the bed, An Rufeng felt something stuck in her throat—her cell phone.
An Rufeng released her arms from Quan Zhilong's neck and reached for her phone, which was resting on her side. Quan Zhilong grabbed her wrist midway. An Rufeng: "Phone..."
Quan Zhilong reached out and tossed the phone off An Rufeng's back, then grabbed her hand again, their palms pressed together, fingers interlocked.
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The next day, when the alarm clock rang for the third time, An Rufeng turned it off and slowly sat up.
The curtains in the bedroom were drawn, making it dimly lit and quiet.
Anru Feng got up, went to the living room, and drew back the curtains; it was raining outside.
An Rufeng sat quietly on the sofa, gazing at the falling rain and listening to the soft, crisp sound of rain hitting the window for a while before going to wash up.
After washing up, An Rufeng went to wake Quan Zhilong, but he was still fast asleep.
"Time to get up."
Kwon Ji-yong's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did not open his eyes.
An Rufeng gently scratched his chin with her slightly cool hand, smiling.
"Sleep a little longer..." Kwon Ji-yong groggily grabbed An Ru-feng's restless hand with one hand, and reached out with the other to hug her waist, pulling her back onto the bed.
Kwon Ji-yong closed his eyes and pulled her into his arms, nuzzling his chin against the top of her head.
An Rufeng played on her phone while lying in bed with him.
After pressing the "sleep in" button several times with his eyes closed, Quan Zhilong, who has difficulty getting out of bed, finally got out of bed.
At this moment, the youngest member was already urging everyone to set off in the group chat.
It took some more time for the five people who were going to have dim sum together to get ready one after another.
Upon arriving at the dim sum restaurant, to avoid drawing too much attention, the group split up and went into the private rooms.
Anru Feng brought her group members, while the dim sum restaurant owner brought his staff.
It was a little past 10 o'clock, a busy time, and An Rufeng led Quan Zhilong and the other four through the nearly full hall.
"Shall we sit there and eat?" Kwon Ji-yong stopped, patted An Yeo-feng on the shoulder, and pointed to a spot.
“That’s a good spot,” Tap agreed.
An Rufeng followed her gaze.
It was a relatively secluded spot, partially hidden by a small clump of bamboo, next to a small pond with artificial rocks, swimming fish, and lotus flowers.
Anru Feng prefers to sit in the main hall; that's where she likes to eat when she comes here.
If she weren't with Kwon Ji-yong and the others, she would usually sit by the pool in the lobby, drinking tea and eating snacks with her friends, chatting, and listening to other people's gossip. She could sit there leisurely for a long time.
An Rufeng noticed that there were some young people at the nearby table and decisively refused.
Kwon Ji-yong and his group were quite conspicuous with their masks and hats on, and as they were talking, some people started looking in their direction.
Kwon Ji-yong pulled his mask up, and An Ru-feng led them quickly into the private room.
A short while later, the owner of the dim sum restaurant led Cui Shunhao and his group into the private room.
Because Anru Feng knew the owner and had made a reservation in advance, most of the food was served shortly after they sat down.
There were many of them, and everyone had different tastes. The dim sum menu didn't have any unusual items, so they didn't make a special selection. Most of what the restaurant had was served, and once they found something they liked, they would each order their own.
A whole table full of glistening shrimp dumplings, siu mai, char siu buns, fragrant boat congee, savory chicken feet with black bean sauce, honeycomb tripe, steamed pork ribs with taro... It was quite an impressive sight.
Everyone couldn't resist taking a few pictures with their phones before starting to eat.
An Rufeng knew what she liked to eat, so she ordered together after they had all tried their food.
"Eat this, this is the best." An Rufeng pushed the steamed pork ribs with taro in front of her to Quan Zhilong and picked up the teapot to make tea.
With so many options, Kwon Ji-yong was unsure which to eat first when a plate of pork ribs was pushed towards him.
Kwon Ji-yong turned to look at An Yeo-feng, who was scalding a pot of hot water next to him, his eyes filled with amusement: "Is this the best thing on the table?"
An Rufeng nodded naturally: "Of course, this is the best, it's my favorite, you should try it."
Kwon Ji-yong's heart skipped a beat: "Ru Feng gave me what she considered to be her best and most beloved thing, what about you?"
“Give me what you think is the best and most favorite,” Anru Feng said with a smile.
Kwon Ji-yong's lips curled up, his eyes shining like stars: "Okay."
Kwon Ji-yong tried all the dishes and then ordered his favorites from the waiter.
After the waiter brought the food, Kwon Ji-yong also gave An Yeo-feng a plate of steamed pork ribs with taro.
An Rufeng looked puzzled. She had ordered some taro and pork ribs. Quan Zhilong couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, saying, "I love steamed pork ribs with taro the most."
He tried everything, but the taro and pork rib soup that Ru Feng made for him was the best.
Kwon Ji-yong took a close-up photo of steamed pork ribs with taro and uploaded it to Weibo with the caption: Best.
The group chatted and ate their morning tea for over an hour before leaving the tea shop.
With plenty of time before the afternoon rehearsal, and not wanting to stay cooped up in the hotel, An Rufeng took them to some nearby attractions.
Fortunately, it's the off-season for tourism, and today is a weekday, so there were fewer people, and the trip went smoothly without me being recognized.
Kwon Ji-yong took many photos and videos along the way, including many of Anru Feng's. He originally wanted to post them on his Instagram side account, but it was difficult to log in to Instagram in China, so he eventually uploaded a few landscape photos to Weibo.
Kwon Ji-yong posted three Weibo posts since yesterday, sparking widespread discussion among CVIPs.
-Brother Long seems to be in a good mood, he's been so active these past two days!
-Maybe I had a really good time in China this time, eating some authentic local food? I'm a local from Guangzhou, living in Huangpu District. The Chaoshan beef hot pot restaurant that Brother Long and his friends went to yesterday and the dim sum restaurant that we went to today weren't very famous, but the food was delicious!
- These obscure shops, were they taken to by locals from Guangzhou? One of the scenic photos Long Ge posted is of Shenjing Ancient Village, which is a small tourist attraction, usually only visited by locals from Guangzhou.
-Was this arranged by the new agent? She's Chinese!
-Yeah, it must have been her manager who took her there.
-Soonho is in charge of international affairs, usually referring to Europe and America, right? Does your manager handle affairs in China?
- I think so. Yesterday during rehearsal, I went outside the venue and vaguely heard Brother Long speaking a long passage of Chinese. It must have been part of the talk segment. I heard the words intermittently, and his accent was surprisingly standard.
Wow, did Brother Long speak a long string of Chinese? Having Chinese people in the team makes all the difference.
- Our Xia Yuhe is getting better too.
-The content on Weibo is only available in China and is not synced with Instagram. [heart][heart]
-Our agent really needs to fight for more benefits for us CVIPs! [Praying]
-I cried TT, Japanese fans have Kiko, Korean fans have the main heroine, and now we have a manager too! We're no longer just Xia Yuhe who only came to China for performances and had no contact with anyone else! -Laughing to death...Every time Long Ge and Kiko make headlines, I can only watch the Japanese and Korean fans fight, only expressing my opinions domestically, without any sense of participation, like I can't send messages because I'm offline!
-I'm different. I'll use a VPN to go out and rant!
-By the way, did Long Ge and Kiko break up? Many Korean media reports describe them as friends, and the wording makes it seem like they've actually broken up.
-Friends? Who would believe that? They're practically open about it now, just waiting for the right moment to go completely public!
- Talking about this is just awful... Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore, as long as it's not made public!
-As long as it's not officially announced, just pretend it never happened. I can't unfollow you anyway, so out of sight, out of mind.
- Just focus on releasing albums and touring well. Anyway, Brother Long will get married sooner or later, and he definitely won't be Chinese.
-Yes, let's pray that our agent doesn't quit! Let her stay long and work hard to get more benefits for us Xia Yuhe fans!
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Author's Note: Ah!!! How could I procrastinate like this!
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