Peninsula: Don’t just fall in love on Fridays

Chapter 118 No matter how you look at it, this guy is an entertainer

(Note: This chapter is linked to the male protagonist of the author Lao Bai's next new book)

There is still some distance from Yonsei University to Seoul University.

After placing the car keys entrusted to him by Professor Seo Min-seong in the guard room, Kang Do-hwan glimpsed a coffee shop called "Flaming" nearby.

I don’t know if it was the decoration style that attracted me, or if I was addicted to iced American coffee.

He quickly returned to the car and took out the standard set of fisherman's hat and mask that are worn by artists.

He opened the car door again and walked to the entrance of the coffee shop.

As soon as I opened the glass door, I smelled a rich aroma of coffee.

There were not many customers in the store, and there were only two young clerks behind the counter.

Jiang Zhaohuan came to the counter and wanted to order an iced American coffee as usual.

But what I saw on today’s highly recommended list was just ordinary lemon sparkling water.

The sour taste should have an appetizing effect.

Well, it’s almost time for dinner, so it’s a good choice.

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't think too much and said to the wheat-colored female clerk:
"An Ning, please give me a glass of lemon sparkling water, with less ice."

"Yes, please wait for a moment."

The tanned female clerk typed up the order and continued with the previous topic:

"Ziheng, you are so charming~ Tsk tsk, that high school girl has already had three refills of drinks in the store, right?"

After hearing the teasing, the tall and thin boy raised the empty paper cup in his hand and shook it, with a helpless tone:

"Sister Mozi, let me correct you, it's four cups."

He also didn't expect that someone could drink four drinks in the store without going to the bathroom.

After hearing the familiar Chinese, Jiang Zhaohuan's eyes fell on the work badges on the two people's chests.

Zeng Zimo...Lin Ziheng.

Well, these two names seem to be Chinese.

He had no intention of talking for the time being, but instead raised the brim of his fisherman's hat a little higher and looked at the boy named Lin Ziheng a few more times.

He looks about the same age as me and has the temperament that makes him suitable to be an actor.

The height is OK, the looks are OK, the body shape is OK, but... I just don't know if she has any acting talent.

After Zeng Zimo finished making the lemon sparkling water, he looked up and asked:

"Sir, your Lemon YuJa Fizz is ready. Do you want it packed?"

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you."

When Zeng Zimo heard that it was in Chinese, he grabbed two candies and stuffed them into the paper bag.

She was about to hand it over when she heard the boy in front of her ask:
"Are you Chinese?"

"Yes, your Chinese pronunciation is also very standard. Are you also Chinese?"

"Half and half."

Zeng Zimo raised his eyebrows when he heard this and wanted to see the other person's appearance, but found that it was covered by a damn mask.

Jiang Zhaohuan reached out to take the paper bag containing the drink and said before leaving:

“If you want to be an artist, you can consider JYP Entertainment.”

"Ok?"

Zeng Zimo blinked twice in confusion, turned his head uncertainly and asked:

"Ziheng, is this person talking to me or to you?"

"I think... it should be with you. After all, Sister Mozi, you are very charming."

Halfway through his speech, Lin Ziheng chose to flatter.

He could feel the other person's gaze, so he was sure that he was being talked to.

Zeng Zimo was even more confused after hearing this. She frowned and said puzzledly:
"No? This guy is a talent scout for the first time? Shouldn't he give me a business card?"

"Sister Mozi, is it possible that this person is not a talent scout?"

"Huh? What else could it be if not a talent scout?"

After Lin Ziheng finished making the latte art, he was about to give it to the high school girl while smiling and answering:
"How does he see it... they are all entertainers, right?"

"What? An artist?! Why didn't you tell me earlier? I should have asked for an autograph!"

Lin Ziheng just smiled and went to deliver the coffee.
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After leaving the coffee shop, Kang Do-hwan returned to the car and took out his drink.

He didn't have the courage to take off his mask and drink a beverage on a busy street. The cold sparkling water was mixed with the fragrance of lemon.

The sweet and sour taste should be a little bit of honey and mint syrup.

Hmm...it tastes quite good. The lemon must have been crushed.

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't continue enjoying his drink and started the car to go home.

It’s not that we’re going to end our short rest day, it’s purely a weather issue.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who was planning to visit Yongshan Temple, did not expect it to rain today.

So I had to go home to get an umbrella and prepare to take the train to Longmen Station.

Keys. Wallet. Tissues.

Before going out, Jiang Zhaohuan made sure that nothing was left behind, and then he found a black one from the umbrella bucket.

It feels good to walk with an umbrella, and people around you won’t notice that you are fully armed.

Arrived at the train station and bought the ticket skillfully.

Generally speaking, there are fewer people in the front and rear carriages.

Modern people are generally lazy and often stop after walking down the stairs and are unwilling to move.

Jiang Zhaohuan came to the front of the last carriage, lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, intending to see if there were any delicious local dishes near Longshan Temple.

However, the cuisine on the peninsula seems to be just so-so. It’s a bit of an exaggeration to say that it’s so bad that it’s hard to swallow.

But after looking at that bright red soup for too long, I really have no appetite.

After all, most kimchi is red, and if food and staple foods turn red, it will be a bit visually impactful.

But when Jiang Zhaohuan arrived at the next stop by train, he heard a noisy noise coming from outside.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw several familiar figures coming in one after another.

Perhaps they didn't notice the fully armed Jiang Zhaohuan, they looked around like curious babies.

Only Mingjing Nan, whose battery was low due to climbing the stairs, didn't care about the scenery outside the window at all.

He just found an empty seat and sat down, choosing to play badly.

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't expect that his rare day off would coincide with Twice's variety show recording.

This reminded him of the funny thing that happened on the subway.

I had also run into the filming of "We Got Married" before.

Hmm... the peninsula is really small, and it feels like there are artists everywhere.

Minatozaki Sana originally wanted to sit down directly, but she found a fully armed boy sitting in front of her.

She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to sit next to the boy.

After all, there are only a few empty seats here, so if you don’t sit down, you can only stand.

But the moment Minatozaki Sana sat down, the boy next to her who looked like he was sleeping turned his head and spoke to her.

"Are you guys filming a variety show?"

Ok?
When Minatozaki Sana heard this familiar voice, she felt a little confused.

Could it be that he hasn’t seen Do Hwan for a while and missed him so much that his ears started to have problems?
Minatozaki Sana nodded and replied politely in a low voice:
"Yes, we are filming a group show. Do you know who I am?"

When Jiang Zhaohuan heard this, he was a little confused.

It turned out that Minatozaki Sana didn't recognize him at all, so he had to take off his mask and said helplessly:

"What do you think? Sana Noona."

On normal days, Kang Do-hwan would never call Minatozaki Sana "Nuna".

But at this time, I want to tease her.

Sana Minatozaki's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect that the person sitting next to her was really the Jiang Zhaohuan she had been thinking about day and night.

No, wait, why is Do Hwan here?
Is this some weird prank that cannot be told?

Hidden camera?

Minatozaki Sana suddenly felt that she was really smart. She took advantage of the other members not noticing and whispered:

"Zhaohuan, if we win this part, will we get money for dinner?"

The expression on Jiang Zhaohuan's face gradually turned into confusion. He asked in confusion:

"Mo? What part?"

(End of this chapter)