Peninsula: The Best Actor Begins with a Breakup

Chapter 271 Swearing is a great way to relieve stress.

Mingyan dropped off his niece at the entrance of SM Entertainment.

"Jimin unnie, don't worry, I'll talk to the teacher for you."

The little guy also kindly comforted Liu Zhimin.

This woman must have gotten up late this morning, which is why she forgot her phone at home.

For people living in modern society, mobile phones are basically a necessity of life. Without a mobile phone, they feel disconnected from the world, and that sense of insecurity is impossible to fill.

Almost every elementary school student has a smartphone.

"Thank you." Liu Zhimin was so shy that she almost pried Mingyan's car out of its three-bedroom, one-living-room layout.

The girl felt that she had embarrassed herself in front of this oppa far too many times.

Mingyan waved to Kim Minjung, indicating that the little guy should practice in peace and that he would handle Yoo Jimin's problem.

Kim Minjung skipped and hopped into the company: "Uncle, I'll go up first."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Minjung, oppa is sending you good luck!"

As soon as Liu Zhimin finished speaking, she immediately lowered her head again.

Damn it, I just can't suppress my translating instincts.

"Waaah." Only Mingyan and Liu Zhimin were left in the car, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Kim Minjung: ?

Liu Zhimin shifted her body a few times in the back seat: "Oppa, then I'll have to trouble you."

Mingyan made an OK sign. He had been lying in bed for the past few days and his body was almost rusty. It was a good opportunity to move around and he certainly couldn't delay the other person's child's affairs.

Before driving, he even smiled and adjusted his posture, pointing at Liu Zhimin and then at himself.

It means: Zhimin, I'll be your driver.

"Oppa, stop joking, or I'll get off the bus." Yoo Jimin's mood relaxed because of Mingyan's joke. She had felt a little restrained with Kim Minjun around earlier.

Mingyan is, after all, his friend's uncle.

"Cough cough."

Mingyan cleared his throat, glanced at the time, and acted as if he were filming a movie.

Liu Zhimin cooperated perfectly, waving her little hand and shouting in a very childish way, "Let's go!"

Traffic jams are a common problem in big cities, especially now during the morning rush hour. So Mingyan's dream of speeding was extinguished before it even officially started, because going through a traffic light is too much of a hassle.

Half of South Korea's population is concentrated in the Seoul metropolitan area, and the traffic congestion there is terrifying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Oppa, it's not your fault, it's my own fault." Yoo Jimin stared at the time on the phone that Mingyan was using for navigation in the front row, silently calculating how much longer she would be late.

For some reason, the girl felt a secret joy.

Ever since she started teaching Taekwondo, Liu Zhimin has found it very relaxing to spend time with Mingyan; otherwise, she wouldn't have rashly asked to visit him on set in Busan.

An eighteen-year-old girl yearns for the adult world, seeing it as a window to the unknown.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Mingyan wanted to advise Liu Zhimin not to rush, saying that being late for practice was not a big deal, and that singing and dancing at such a high intensity every day was very tiring.

The girl nodded: "Oppa, can I borrow your phone for a moment?"

"Hmm." Mingyan handed over his phone directly. Anyway, there were no secrets on it. He never saved his ex-girlfriend's contact number. After a breakup, you have to be clean and tidy.

Some people's messages were even blocked as spam.

"Oppa, there's a password."

Mingyan turned around, reached out a hand, and directly entered the password to unlock.

941124.

Speaking of phone passwords, there was an interesting incident that happened once.

When Lim Nayeon gave away the phones, she suggested that everyone unify their phone passwords, such as combining the three people's birthdays to create something like 240322 or 222403.

The idea was euphemistically called "Friendship Phone with Friendship Password." Kim Ji-soo thought this setup was too messy, so she vetoed it.

The three of them couldn't reach an agreement for a long time, so in the end they had no choice but to obediently set their birthdays as passwords.

“Oppa, is this your birthday?” Yoo Jimin didn’t wait for Mingyan’s reply and unlocked her phone’s screen saver: “I’m going to call Minjung.”

This oppa's information is all publicly available online; his birthday, height, weight, and even which elementary school he attended can all be found. Anyone with a little effort can remember it.

Mingyan casually waved his hand. Luckily, he couldn't speak right now, otherwise Liu Zhimin would definitely have witnessed the manners of an experienced driver stuck in traffic.

Yoo Jimin swore that she absolutely did not intentionally look at this oppa's call history; she just thought that Kim Minjun would definitely glimpse it.

Jisoo and Nayeon...

These two names were mentioned the most. Kim Jisoo only used the last two characters, Jisoo, which was simple and straightforward. Lim Nayeon's name, on the other hand, was accompanied by a rabbit emoji.

Kim Minjung's nickname is quite interesting: Minjung, the cutest niece in the world.

Yoo Jimin looked up at Mingyan, surprised that this oppa had such a cute side. She wondered if Kim Minjung knew about this.

"Ok?"

Mingyan turned to look at the girl with a puzzled expression; he thought he had just heard laughter.

“Oppa, it’s okay.” Yoo Jimin quickly dialed Kim Minjung’s number: “Hey, Minjung.”

"Jimin unnie, have you and my uncle arrived home yet?"

"No, we're stuck in traffic. If the teacher asks later, remember to tell her for me." Kim Minjung has a good relationship with his vocal teacher, so the little guy's words still carry weight.

"Oh, okay."

"Is there anything else you want to say to oppa?"

"My uncle can't speak right now, so let's just forget about it."

Liu Zhimin hung up the phone and handed it back to Mingyan: "Oppa, take your time driving, I'm not in a hurry now."

The girl felt a sense of joy at successfully skipping class. Mingyan always seemed to be her support in escaping her current situation, and she felt very at ease as long as she could be with this oppa.

The man typed a few words on the phone with one hand, then handed it back.

"Zhimin, do you know how to swear?"

"Oppa, I'm not very good at swearing."

Liu Zhimin didn't know why Mingyan asked that question.

She swears, but not often, and certainly not fluently.

"It's okay if you don't know how. I'll roll down the window, and you can yell at that jerk next to me." Mingyan really disliked the inconsiderate driver of the car next to him; it was the one that had suddenly and dangerously tried to overtake him.

Liu Zhimin hesitated for a moment: "Oppa, can we start yelling when we're waiting for the green light?"

"Exactly what I thought."

A plan that is too detailed to be expressed through gestures and eye contact can be conveyed by typing on a phone.

Liu Zhimin's palms were slightly sweaty. As long as she was with this oppa, life would become more interesting, bringing her many novel experiences she had never had before.

"Ahem." Mingyan coughed to remind the girl that it was time to get ready.

“Oppa, I’m ready.”

The car window slowly rolled down, and Liu Zhimin was ready to go.

As the red light countdown ended, Mingyan honked the horn, and the girl immediately leaned out, cupping her hands around her mouth.

"Hey, you son of a bitch, can't you watch where you're going while driving?!"

Whoosh.

Before the other side could react, Mingyan sped off in his car.

The two of them burst into laughter in the car. Liu Zhimin clutched her stomach. Cursing was indeed a very effective way to relieve stress. She felt completely relaxed, as if all the pressure she had accumulated from practicing had been released at once.

Mingyan gave a thumbs up.

This kid did a surprisingly good job.

"Oppa, that's awesome!"

(End of this chapter)