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Moe Academy Chapter 054 Dear Mushroom Head Zheng

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    It's another beautiful day. The afternoon sun is lazily entering summer. It's around three o'clock in the afternoon, and more than half of the day is over. I want to do something, but it's a bit late. If I don't do something, it's a waste of time.

    After sorting out the notes of the auditors, Song Qian yawned and walked to the balcony of the room to stretch. In such a leisurely afternoon, he even began to miss the little loli who had been arguing with him all day long.

    ¡°But Song Qian knew that he didn¡¯t have many free days like this. He had to attend Rachel-Hans and CK¡¯s summer clothing conference on the weekend, and he had to star in a scene after that. After that, he probably had to shoot a promotional photoshoot for CK jeans.

    Song Qian patted his forehead and lay on the fence, staring blankly at the road, thinking about what to do in the afternoon.

    There were two choices before him, either go to Rachel-Hans store to date Han Caiying, or go on a date with Mei Qian. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it would be more reliable to go to Rachel-Hans store to date Han Caiying.  Except for answering his phone calls, she has ignored him for a long time. Whether she is being cute or pretending to be pitiful, whenever he mentions meeting, Mei Qian resolutely refuses and hangs up on him several times. It seems that Mei Qian¡¯s determination this time seems to be abnormal.  Damn, it's all my fault for those messy phone calls

    After making up his mind to go to Rachel-Hans, Song Qian returned to the house and opened his wardrobe. After seeing the makeup "power" of Li Zhien, a soft girl from the village girl, Song Qian made up his mind to cultivate his own sense of fashion.

    And when I go to see Han Caiying, how can I not dress better, or else she will say that she doesn't study seriously.

    I carefully selected a new unreleased light-colored shirt that I got back from Rachel-Hans, and put it on a pair of versatile casual beige casual pants. When I put it on, I felt a cool feeling all over the shirt.  The unique youthfulness complemented his face. He picked up his mobile phone and wallet, and just as he was about to go out, he immediately returned to the mirror, straightened his long bangs, whistled towards the mirror, and said narcissistically: "Song Qian  , it¡¯s really cute!¡±

    After saying that, he went downstairs and met Li Dahai who was eating an apple and watching TV on the third floor. Song Qian unceremoniously picked up an apple on the table, took a bite, and waved to her.

    Li Duohai quickly chewed the apple in his mouth, swallowed it and asked hurriedly: "Are you going out at this time? Are you coming back for dinner at night?"

    Song Qian stopped and thought for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Are you still cooking?"

    Li Duohai nodded: "Ms. Park is going to attend his son's parent-teacher meeting this afternoon."

    After listening, when he thought about the meal he had eaten at noon, Song Qian felt his stomach churning and his whole body trembled. He stayed at home today, mostly because of this beauty. I really don¡¯t know whether Li Cangdong was treated badly.  How long did it take for me to be able to swallow the food she cooked so safely?

    For the sake of his weak body, Song Qian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I'll eat out, I won't come back to eat tonight."

    It is his eldest wife Han Caiying who cooks delicious food. Of course, Mei Qian¡¯s cooking skills are the best.

    Li Duohai frowned and widened his eyes. He angrily grabbed the apple that had been bitten a few times, snorted and said to himself: "If you don't eat the food I cooked, you are not blessed. Uncle is blessed."  !¡±

    At this time, Li Cangdong, who had just greeted Song Qian downstairs, heard these words from behind and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Then he silently turned around and returned to the second floor. He picked up his car keys and mobile phone and walked a few steps.  When I went downstairs, I didn't forget to hang up the phone to Li Duohai: "Duohai, my uncle has a dinner party tonight, so he won't be eating at home"

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    "Three hundred and sixty-three steps, still half way to go!"

    Song Qian looked at the end of the street, and a smile appeared on his face. From Zhongwu Road to Rachel-Hans, it took a total of 830 to 840 steps. In other words, Song Qian and her big  The distance between my wife and my wife is less than a thousand steps, so close that they can breathe each other's breath even though they are separated by a street.

    Just as he was about to take the 364th step, the phone in his trouser pocket rang. Song Qian was recording the steps and took out his phone to look at it. What he saw on the phone was a group of unfamiliar people.  Number.

    Song Qian scratched his cheek and pressed the answer button in confusion: "Hello, hello."

    "Hello, is this Song Qianxi?" A calm uncle's voice came from the other side of the phone.

    This makes Song Qian even more confused. Apart from Lee Chang-dong, the only other uncle he knows in Seoul is Kim Sae-ron¡¯s father, Kim Tae-moo. How could any other uncle know his number?

    "I am Song Qian, who are you?"

    "Finally, I've trained you. Hello, I'm Lin Jie, the director of F&C Entertainment." The voice on the other side was obviously excited, as if he had found a treasure.

    ??Yes, it was Lin Jie who hurriedly looked for Song Qian when he heard Song Qian's music and singing in the mall. However, when he called the number left by Mei Qian, his phone was turned off by chance.  Song Qian was tricked, and Minister Lin Jielin, who was eager to find someone, made him depressed for a long time. He thought that the phone number Song Qian left behind was a fake, and he gradually forgot about it.

    Although Cui Junxi met Song Qian later, she didn't know that Lin Jie was looking for Song Qian, so she didn't say anything until after the school celebration party last night, Lin Jie looked through Cui Junxi's performance last night  I accidentally watched Song Qian in the video, and then asked her for Song Qian's number.

    However, Lin Jie knew Song Qian, but Song Qian¡¯s attitude toward F&C Entertainment?  Minister Lin Jie?  I do not know.

    After blinking and finding a quieter place to stop on the sidewalk, Song Qian continued to ask: "Hello, how did you know my phone number?"

    "Ah, Junxi gave it to me, Cui Junxi."

    ¡°Oh, it turns out you¡¯re a stingy guy, so what do you want from me?¡±

    "It's like this. I've listened to your guitar and your singing. I think you have great potential to be a singer, so I want to sign you to our company as a trainee. When the time is right, the company will arrange  You debut as a singer."

    "Oh, I see."

    "Excuse me, is Song Qianxi available now? If so, we can sign the contract immediately."

    Song Qian tilted his head and thought about it. It turned out that he wanted to sign him as a singer. Singer?

    Song Qian thought that he didn¡¯t even know how to dance and had no formal vocal training. He also thought of the miserable situation of the weak girl Li Zhien. The corners of his mouth trembled and he immediately refused: "I don't have time!"

    "Ah? Don't you want to be an artist?"

    ¡°I mean I won¡¯t be free for the next few months. Really, I¡¯m very busy, and I¡¯m going to be an artist.¡±

    Song Qian wiped a cold sweat. He was not like Mei Qian, who had been good at dancing since he was a child. Although he was a little worse at singing, he was still several times better than the average person. He might as well forget it. It would be better to be a singer than a singer.  Graphic models or actors are good candidates.

    "Have you signed with another company?"

    "Yes, I signed a contract with a big company!" CK should be considered very big, right?  world famous!

    "Ohthat's disturbing me" Lin Jie sighed and hung up the phone with regret.

    Song Qian stared at the phone for a while. Suddenly, the phone that had just been hung up rang again. Song Qian was so frightened that he almost threw the phone away.

    "I said I¡­¡­"

    "What did you say about you?" This time, the voice that came from the phone was not Uncle Lin Jie's, but a slightly cold hum.

    Song Qian hurriedly took off his phone and looked at it. When he saw the name of the person on the call, he took a deep breath, put it to his ear and shouted loudly: "I said Mushroom Head Zheng, you can't pick a time to call."  Telephone?"

    "What happened? Why are you so angry?" Jessica asked inexplicably.

    "You made me almost throw away my cell phone. Do you think I can stop being angry?" This mushroom-headed Zheng doesn't pick a time when he calls. He calls whenever he wants. He doesn't want to call without news for three days and two nights.

    "Forget it, your phone is important, and I don't care about your sister Qian's affairs." opposite Jessica, who was leaning against the wall to peek at Song Qian and another trainee around the corner, said lightly, and then slowly put down her phone.  , wanting to hang up the phone.

    "Wait a minute! Mushroom head, dear Zheng, dear Jessica Zheng, I know I was wrong. Your belly can row a boat. There is a lot of water for adults. It can carry a boat and cook porridge. Please forgive me."  Regarding the news about Mei Qian, Song Qian decisively succumbed to the power of Mushroom Head.

    "Your belly can hold a boat! Are you calling me fat? What do you mean you can carry a boat and cook porridge with water? Are you scolding me again?" Jessica touched her bulging abdominal muscles  belly, wrinkled nose and scolded harshly.

    "No, I am definitely not scolding you. I am praising you for your Chinese. Chinese is profound and profound!"

    "Are you sure you are praising me and not scolding me?" Jessica secretly memorized these Chinese sentences and asked Shisui for advice when she has time. If she is really scolding her, she must punch him twice.

    "Absolutely, I swear by my integrity!" Song Qian swore seriously.

    "Your moral integrity? Do you have any moral integrity?" Jessica couldn't help laughing. All the brothers who control girls have no moral integrity. Of course, she is a woman, so it is natural for her to control girls.

    "Okay, I swear on my virginity"

    "Go, who wants your virginity" Jung Soo-yeon kicked back the wall with her heel and replied in a low voice.

    "Okay, dear??Jessica Zheng, what happened to my sister Qian?  "

    "I just heard them say that she was going to be dragged into a social gathering by others"

    "Nani? Join the party! Who the hell is so bold and dares to drag my sister Qian to join the party? I'm going to fuck her a hundred times, a hundred times!"

    "What are you talking about? Okay, I've conveyed the message. Hang up and go." Jessica chuckled. She didn't know why, but she just liked seeing his anxious look, especially when he heard that his sister Qian was not good.  When receiving news, he always looks very interesting.

    "Wait a minute, you haven't told me where they are going to socialize?"

    "Umdidn't hear clearly" Jessica was just passing by by chance, and overheard that the female trainee wanted to invite Song Qian to a social gathering, and seeing the excited look on Song Qian's face, she probably agreed, so she thought of it.  Call Song Qian to inform him, as for the location of the meeting

    "Dear mushroom head Zheng, can you please help me keep an eye on it? Ten feasts, you can eat anywhere!"

    "I'm not a foodiewait a minute" She is not a foodie, so is Little Crystal. Little Crystal should be very happy to hear that there is a big meal. Thinking of her own Little Crystal, Jessica immediately changed her words: "Anyway, in an hour  When I don¡¯t have much money, I¡¯ll help you track them, but ten meals will turn into twenty!¡±

    "I can support you!"

    "And my sister."

    ¡°I¡¯ll support your two sisters!¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Song Qian broke into a cold sweat, thinking that he only had more than 40 million won in his card, and he couldn't even support his eldest wife, so how could he support these two sisters?  But this sentence seems a bit ambiguous.

    "That `s a deal!"

    "Just one word from Jessica, Song Qian vomited blood and fell to the ground, money!"
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