You only see my cuteness, but not my handsomeness; you have your world, and I have my fourth dimension; you deny my present, and I decide my future; you laugh at me for being too childish and unworthy of love, I pity you for always waiting; you can despise my youth and frivolity, I will prove whose time it is. Dreams are destined to be lonely journeys, and doubts and ridicules are inevitable along the way, but so what? Even if you are bruised and bruised, you still have to live a beautiful life. I am Song Qian, and I am the spokesperson for underwear. CK underwear is not just about the feeling of passion.
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As evening quietly fell, Song Qian, who was bored, walked alone, looking at the distant sky absent-mindedly. At this time, the sky was getting brighter and brighter. The completely submerged sunset left its last attachment in the west, and the dark yellow setting sun struggled half-heartedly. The sound was loud, and eventually it was completely plunged into darkness as time passed, but it was not completely dark at this time, because the red wine lights of the city and the quietly climbing moon replaced the day.
The moonlight is shining, without a trace of warmth, it is very deserted. The lonely shadows in the corners of the city have nowhere to hide. They are all extremely reluctant to be stretched by the moonlight to make their shadows very long. Despite this, you still don't want to leave it, and it follows you like a shadow. Come to think of it, only your own shadow will always be attached to you in this life.
Song Qian was surprised to fall in love with her. He was moved by her inexplicably, which made all his struggles seem powerless. He could only submit to it, or even surrender to it. But how could the mirror flower and moon reflected on the water's surface fight against reality? , The beauty is married, no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain.
Song Qian has never been a literary and artistic young man who is sad about spring and autumn. If I really want to say that, he should be regarded as a ** young man with a literary and artistic atmosphere. He is happy in places where others can't notice, and laughs at cold jokes without a trace of laughter. He laughs heartily, but is heartless when others are sad, and serious when others are happy.
As we walked, our cute protagonist felt better. The so-called sadness may not be worth anything to him. This was the first time for Song Qian to look sad for a woman.
"I'll go shopping with Sister Qian tomorrow. 50 million! How long will it take?"
During this period of confusion, Song Qian glanced around. Unknowingly, he walked from that place to Hongik Street, the most youthful and lively street in Seoul. Song Qian didn't know what this place was called, and it didn't matter anyway. , I didn¡¯t have dinner, so I had to find a place to fill my stomach before going back, so I casually walked into a restaurant that seemed to have a good atmosphere.
Before entering the door, a waiter came forward with a professional smile and explained: "I'm sorry, guest, because our restaurant has a shooting mission, so please try to stay quiet during the meal, maintain your emotions, and don't come up to watch."
Song Qian followed the waiter into the restaurant inexplicably. It has nothing to do with you filming him. He is just a diner passing by to make soy sauce.
As soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a lot of people in the corner by the window. There were cameras and lighting panels in a circle. There were several young people with mobile phones sitting far outside the circle. They were secretly excited while eating. Talking.
Song Qian was not very curious about this matter. After taking a quick look, he patiently sat at a seat not far away and ordered food.
The atmosphere of the restaurant is very good, the lighting is sunset color, a bit dark, exuding a romantic atmosphere. The filming is going on there, and Song Qian is also slowly eating a delicious dinner.
At this moment, there was a commotion over there, and all the eyes in the restaurant were focused on Song Qian. A camera slowly came towards him from far to near.
Song Qian glanced doubtfully. There were five people surrounded in the center opposite, three women and two men. Except for the blond-haired man, they were all handsome men and beautiful women. He had no interest in men, but those three The girl caught his attention in an instant.
There was a cute girl sitting outside with fluttering hair and a smile as bright as the spring breeze. Her slender fingers were pointed directly at him. It seemed that she was the initiator.
The filming ended, and a writer holding a script came over and briefly described what had just happened.
It turned out that this store was filming a variety show called "Infinite Challenge". This group seemed to take a little time to complete the task, so after planning by the PD and writer, more guests and hosts were added. In the socializing segment, since there were only two male hosts and three female guests, the PD asked them to select a boy on site to participate in the socializing. Interactions with citizens like this are common in Wuli. Fortunately, , the cute and adorable host won the prize.
Song Qian found it very interesting. It was a legendary variety show. I thought it was an interview before. Does this mean he can be on TV?
Curiosity and interest were slowly aroused by this writer. After thinking for a moment, he agreed. In fact, the most important thing is that these three girls are so beautiful. The cute protagonist who has just been "broken in love" needs beautiful ones. Girls dilute the sad mood.
After the agreement was reached, the filming continued. Song Qian was led to the table in the corner and sat next to Junjin. Opposite the three beauties, he faced the lovely girl with flowing long hair.
"Welcome to join us, what a handsome guy. It seems that our competition will be fierce!" Lu Hongzhe, who had no normal appearance on his body, said with a smile.
"No, no, I think the word cute is more appropriate." Junjin shook his hair and said shyly, "Because the word handsome may be more appropriate for me."
"Thank you." Song Qian smiled greenly and did it calmly.
"Do you know us?" Lu Hongzhe asked, pointing to himself, then to Junjin and the three girls opposite.
"do not know!"
"No way? I thought I was very famous, but I didn't expect that no one I looked for would recognize me." Lu Hongzhe said that his self-esteem was very affected.
"What about me? I should know him, right?" Junjin looked at Song Qian expectantly with his eyes wide open.
Song Qian shook his head without even thinking about it.
Junjin also squatted in the corner to observe silence with a dejected look on his face. The myth has not been disintegrated yet!
The girl sitting in the middle looked at Lu Hongzhe and Junjin covering their mouths and laughing. She had exquisite facial features, slender fingers, and ice-cold muscles. After laughing, she asked Song Qian very confidently: "What about the three of us? You should have seen it, right?¡±
"I really want to say that I have seen it, but I really haven't." Song Qian shook his head again.
"Huh?" The girl's bright smile froze, and her nose wrinkled.
The face is 10 points, the body is 4 points, I will give you 7 points, eat more tomatoes and puff up a little, I will give you 9 points, but this appearance is really crazy, that side of the face, Song Qian's little heart will flutter when he sees it, but it is a pity that his chest is a bit flat .
"Gee, Gee, Gee, baby, baby" The girl sitting in the back suddenly sang a song, and the melody sounded familiar to Song Qian.
At one glance, he immediately felt a pressure from his self-confidence. Song Qian often felt that he was the cutest man in the world, but when he saw this girl, his self-esteem seemed to be hit.
The bright eyes were curved as if they were stained by any fireworks. The shining of the waning moon revealed a clarity, and the pink glow of the cheeks was bulging when he smiled. At a glance, just these two things made Song Qian It's so cute to retreat in defeat.
"Ah?" Song Qian let out a sigh, thought for a moment and said, "The song is very familiar, but I forgot its name."
"Although we are both cute people, we can't favor one over the other. I've already given you a score of, well, 8 points for looks, 9 points for body, and an overall score of 8 points. The more cute you are, the more likely you will get an overall score of 9.
The five people looked at each other. Could it be that they had met the legendary caveman?
Song Qian smiled and said honestly: "Maybe you don't know, but I'm not Korean. I just arrived in Korea a few days ago. I'm from China and I'm a graduate student. By the way, my name is Song Qian, you can also call me Kazar."
"Pfft Let's go? What a cute English name."
"Really? I think it's cute too." Song Qian touched the back of his head and responded modestly.
"Let me introduce you formally, my name is Lu Hongzhe, the MC of "Infinite Challenge"."
"My name is Junjin, I'm from Shinhwa Group. Do you know Shinhwa? Tianchao Shinhwa should be very popular, right?" Junjin still didn't give up and continued to ask.
"Myth? The movie "Myth" is from Jackie Chan! I know Kim Hee Sun. Are there any Korean stars in it? Why didn't I know?" Song Qian said that he didn't even know a few Super Girls, but he did know a few from Japan and the United States, such as Ayumi Hamasaki. , Avril Lavigne and so on.
Junjin lowered his head, his aggrieved look made even Song Qian laugh.
"Hello, I am Tiffany from Girls' Generation, who is shinier than a mushroom." Miying, a cute friend, smiled with her shining eyes.
The girl with 100% perfect appearance sitting in the middle pouted and tugged at Meiying, showing her inner dissatisfaction: "You said it wrong again, it's a gem, not a mushroom!"
"Mushroom!" Meiying blinked and read it again.
"Forget it, you are Tiffany who shines brighter than mushrooms." Yoona had given up, turned to Song Qian and smiled: "Hello, I am Yoona from Girls' Generation."
Song Qian was amused by his cute friend. Her Korean was not as good as his, who had been learning Korean for several months.
Song Qian¡¯s long-haired girl was picked out from a crowd of people in the store.The girl smiled faintly, bowed slightly to Song Qian, and introduced herself very politely: "Hello, I am Seohyun, the maknae of Girls' Generation."
"Hello."
Song Qian looked at her carefully and found that this girl was like mist, rain and wind. It was hard to evaluate her at all. Her appearance, just because of her long flowing hair, he liked, so he would give it an eight. What about her figure? It's so tight
"I feel that you look familiar. I seem to have seen you somewhere." Xu Xian's clear eyes flashed with doubts, staring at Song Qian's face and looking through his memories.
"Ah! Girls' Generation! Beautiful mushroom head!"
Song Qian suddenly remembered the violent woman who punched him twice. She was also from Girls' Generation. What was her name? He only remembered that his sister's name was Xiujing.