Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 58 What's Mine Is Yours

Chapter 58 What's Mine Is Yours
By the time the show ended, dusk had already settled over the streets of Seoul.

Krystal walked towards the ATM with a stack of passbooks, her fingertips tapping quickly on the keyboard.

She had thought the settlement amount would be a heart-pounding number - at least tens of millions of won to be worthy of this noisy recording.

But when the details popped up on the screen, those densely packed entries of zeros and one yuan looked like a ridiculous joke.

In the end, the machine only dispensed a total of 3.06 million yuan.

Zheng Xiujing twisted the thin stack of banknotes and handed it directly to Jiang Zaixun:

"Take it."

"This……"

"I can't win if you take the name tag tearing part seriously at the end."

"Then split it in half."

"Row."

Krystal was too lazy to count them, so she just divided them into two piles and pushed the thicker one over.

"Thank you."

Jiang Zaixun lowered his head and put the money into his wallet. Amidst the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, he suddenly heard her ask:

"How are you going to use this money?"

"Just...daily expenses?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the appointment of the Han River cruise half a month ago suddenly flashed back in his mind.

His knuckles gripping the banknotes were slightly stiff:
“That buffet”

"Cash it now?"

"can."

Just as Krystal's dimples were halfway revealed, the ringing of her cell phone pierced the twilight.

The word "Ouni" displayed on the screen made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

She covered the microphone with her hands and lowered her voice to a very low level:

"Ouni... we haven't finished recording yet..."

"We're really reshooting..."

"I'll be back in about three hours..."

“…turn around?”

A sneer suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

The car lights that suddenly lit up twenty meters away split the night.

The way Jessica Jung lowered the car window and waved her phone looked like she was holding a death sentence.

For a moment.

Krystal suddenly hoped that the tide of the Han River would rise and wash the iron box to Busan.

"boarding."

The arc of Jessica Jung's hooked finger is like calling a pet:
"Or should I personally treat your 'friend' to coffee?"

Krystal hung up the phone and turned around with a nonchalant expression:

"Next time, my sister is here."

"Is it Senior Jessica?"

Jiang Zaixun looked at the BMW and subconsciously took a half step forward:
"I should go and ask hello—"

"Don't!"

Zheng Xiujing suddenly raised her hand and pressed it against his chest. When her palm hit the tight muscles, her fingertips suddenly curled up as if burned, and she quickly hid her hand behind her back.
"She, she's... in a bad mood today."

The sound of high heels tapping on the ground gradually faded away.

Jiang Jae-hoon lowered his head in a daze.

Her chest still lingered with the feeling of being clutched and the scent of hand cream.

The BMW door opened automatically.

The fragrance in the car mixed with the pressure hit me in the face.

"Is this what you call a reshoot?"

"The director just asked for a commercial couple, but unnie——"

Krystal puffed up her cheeks and said, "I look like a paparazzi when I spy on my sister."

The BMW suddenly jumped out of the parking space.

The push from her back shattered the second half of Krystal's sarcasm into the leather headrest.

The taillights of the car blended into the neon lights of the Han River, and Jiang Zaixun's waving palm was still suspended in the air.

"Are you guys dating?"

Lee Kwang-soo appeared at some point, naturally put his arm around Kang Jae-hoon's shoulder, and followed his gaze towards the traffic.

"Ah? No! Just a friend..."

Jiang Zaixun moved his hands like windshield wipers.

"Hey, what are you so nervous about~"

Lee Kwang Soo took out his cell phone with a smile:
"Come on, add Kakao, let's get closer when we have time, and I'll treat you to soju someday."

"Senior, you are too polite..."

"Call me brother, you're pretending not to know me right after you ripped off my name tag?"

Jiang Zaixun touched the back of his head and smiled:
"Kwang Soo hyung."

"now it's right!"

Li Guangzhu suddenly raised his mobile phone:
"Come, take a commemorative photo!"

"Crack!"

The mobile phone camera cruelly recorded the angle of death:
Two men are grinning foolishly with their heads down, their nostrils occupying the center of the picture, their chins showing three layers of fleshy folds, and there are moths fluttering on the street lamp.

……

Sunday evening at 6 p.m.

SBS TV station aired the "Running Man" Heirs special on time.

The moment Jiang Zaixun inserted the key into the lock, he heard the voice of the fashion week commentary coming from the living room——

"This season, pleats will completely reinvent traditional tailoring."

Lee Sung-kyung curled up on the sofa, her long legs wrapped in yoga pants and casually crossed.

He held a grape between his fingertips, holding it in the air but not putting it into his mouth, while his eyes were fixed on the shoulder line of the catwalk model like a scanner.

"I am back!"

"shoe."

Jiang Zaixun paused for a moment, and obediently returned to the entrance to put his sneakers neatly in place before rubbing his head against the sofa and picking up the remote control.

The screen flashed.

The reflection from Yoo Jae Suk's iconic glasses instantly replaced the supermodel's cool silhouette.

"ah!"

"Please, my variety show debut."

Jiang Zaixun put his hands together and made a pleading gesture.

Li Jingcheng let out a light snort, curled up his long legs on the sofa, and picked up a pillow to rest it against his chin.

On the TV screen.

The moment Kim Woo Bin stepped on empty stairs, RM added exaggerated slow motion and "bang" sound effects in post-production.

And then the camera switches——

Jiang Zaixun turned around and extended his hand to Zheng Xiujing:

"Xiujing, be careful here."

The production team added a soft light filter to this segment.

In the slow motion, Krystal's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingertips hovered above his palm.

The vague sense of distance is made particularly ambiguous by the sweet piano melody in the BGM, and there are even cartoon love effects floating on the edge of the screen.

Jiang Zaixun's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and his eyes glanced to the side quietly——

Li Jingcheng frowned slightly.

At this moment, a loud "boo" sound suddenly came from the TV -

The scene cuts to a close-up of Kang Jae-hoon pulling out the first toilet plunger.

In post-production, he was given special effects of sweating and trembling knees, accompanied by the tragic prelude of "Symphony of Fate".

When the scene turns to the moment when the third plunger falls off——

He performed a standard Japanese squat in front of Krystal Jung, and later added a barrage of "Princess, please forgive me" above his head.

The shame level is off the charts.

"puff."

A very light breath escaped from the corner of the sofa.

Jiang Jae-hoon turned his head suddenly and caught the curve of Lee Sung-kyung's lips that he had not had time to flatten.

“This is the show effect!”

He gestured frantically:
"The teacher said that variety shows require you to be relaxed"

"Ah."

Li Jingjing buried her face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice:
"Playing the role of yourself."

The fourth one was shown on TV——

In the camera, he is caressing the load-bearing column affectionately:
"Honey, do you know how charming you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force and the plunger flew out with a "pop".

The slow motion of him rolling into Kim Woo Bin's arms was accompanied by the background music of "I Will Always Love You".

The two people's "affectionate gaze" was played three times, and the background music became more exaggerated each time.

Li Jingcheng's shoulders suddenly shook even more violently.

It was obvious that she was completely amused by Kang Jae-hoon's "affectionate confession".

But when the TV cut to the shot of Jiang Zaixun taking back the passbook——

He was solemnly stuffing the passbook into Zheng Xiujing's hands:
"You protect the passbook, and I protect you." RM added the special effect of falling cherry blossoms to this scene in post-production, and the words "Heart-beating Sniper" were stamped on Krystal's profile as she pursed her lips and smiled secretly.

The smile on Lee Sung Kyung's lips seemed to be paused.

The TV continued to play the program.

The scene cuts to the brain battle in Han River Park.

The embarrassed look of Kang Jae-hoon after being tricked by Lee Kwang-soo into the pool made her mouth relax again, but when the camera switched to the scene of him putting an ice-cold cola can on Krystal Jung's red forehead, she straightened her mouth again.

Just as she was about to pick up the remote control to change the channel.

The scene just switched to Kim Woo Bin and Kang Jae Hoon chatting as they walked to the car:

"The tracksuit suits you very well."

"Really? I guess if the Bible saw me, he'd say I looked like a garbage bag gone mad."

"A garbage bag turned into a spirit?" Jin Yubin laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh. "She's too strict with you."

"..."

Lee Sung-kyung's fingertips hovered over the pause button on the remote control for two seconds, but ultimately let the show continue playing.

The jokes in the next two rounds of the game were pretty standard and not boring.

Until the last round of the classic name tag tearing battle——

On TV, a close-up of Kang Jae-hoon raising his hands in surrender filled the entire screen.

"What's mine is yours anyway."

In the later stage, RM added a heart-pounding sound effect to this sentence, and the pink bubble special effect almost filled the entire screen.

Later on, two blushes were added on Krystal's cheeks.

Lee Sung Kyung suddenly stood up and threw the pillow onto the sofa with a bang.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Jae-hoon asked, looking up.

"Juicing."

The sound of the refrigerator door being opened was particularly loud.

Jiang Zaixun heard the sound of celery being roughly stuffed into the juicer, and the sound of the blades spinning sounded like strangling some enemy.

The shrill roar of the juicer instantly drowned out the booing of the crowd on TV.

He peeked through the kitchen door frame:

"Do you need help?"

"Need not."

Jiang Zaixun stared at the taut line of her neck, where a strand of untied hair was stuck.

He reached out his hand as if possessed by some mysterious force—

"If you don't want your hands anymore, you can donate them to the hospital."

Jiang Zaixun retracted his hand that was suspended in the air and said with a wry smile:
"The director said that commercial CPs can boost the popularity of the series..."

The roar of the juicer stopped abruptly.

Li Jingcheng turned around holding the glass:
"Explain what to me?"

"I just...felt like I should make it clear."

Lee Sung-kyung knocked the glass onto the countertop:
"Can you distinguish between genuine feelings and business sentiment?"

The sound of the refrigerator suddenly seemed deafening.

Kang Jae-hoon recalled that on his birthday, Krystal was persuaded by Kim Ji-won to feed him cake on the set, and her trembling fingertips ended up poking the cake all over his face.

"I can tell the difference." He answered firmly.

The juicer's power cord was roughly rolled into a ball. Lee Sung-kyung suddenly softened her voice:

"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

“Seafood noodles?”

“Only instant bibimbap.”

"Then bibimbap."

"expired."

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The next morning.

Jiang Zaixun stumbled out of the bedroom with a messy hair.

The seafood noodles on the table were steaming white, with the shrimps arranged into a smiley face shape, and the edges were decorated with two pieces of seaweed cut into eyebrows.

He smiled foolishly at the bowl for three seconds, then picked up his chopsticks and wolfed down the food.

The voice of agent Jin Dayuan's trumpet penetrated the glass window:

"If you don't get on the show, someone else will play Yoon Chan-young!"

After pouring the last mouthful of soup into his throat, Jiang Jae-hoon threw the empty bowl into the sink, and the edge of the bowl spun three times before it came to a stop.

It takes just over half an hour to get from Seongsu-dong to the film set near Seoul.

During this period, Jin Dayuan received a constant stream of calls.

Various cooperation invitations came in one after another.

"Daily necessities ads? What are your main products? Uh, toilet plungers? No, no, no, it's not about the money."

"Hahaha, thank you for your kindness. I'm not considering endorsing the toilet plunger for now... No, no, of course it's not that I think you're low-end, but I don't want the audience to think of clearing the toilet when they see We Xun's face... Hahaha, do you think it's appropriate? Thank you..."

The red light came on and the nanny car braked suddenly.

Jiang Zaixun's head hit the front seat with a "bang", and Jin Dayuan took the opportunity to hang up the phone:

"This is the seventh one! It's been like this since six in the morning."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang again.

Jin Dayuan glanced at the caller ID and suddenly switched to a flattering tone:

"Hey, Director Kim! Nene, what's Jaehoon's performance like in RM? He's a regular guest on 'Real Men'?"

As soon as I heard the name of this variety show.

Jiang Jae-hoon immediately thought of the famous scene where Park Hyung-sik sprayed his face when he participated in the show.

"this one"

Jin Dayuan wiped his sweat:
"Our child is currently filming 'The Heirs'. I'm afraid the schedule is tight. Huh? Can the physical fitness test be edited? No, no, no, you misunderstood."

The moment the traffic light turns green, the new caller ID pops up.

"Law of the Jungle? Inviting us to go crocodile hunting in Papua New Guinea???"

"..."

Listen, listen.

Jiang Zaixun's expression gradually became confused.

——I just appeared on an episode of RM, how did I suddenly become so popular?

Seeing that Kim Dae-won was receiving endless calls, Kang Jae-hoon simply took out his cell phone and boredly browsed the day's entertainment news.

However, when he opened the news interface, he was shocked to find that his name was on Naver's real-time hot search.

#RM latest episode ratings 19.8%#
#Krystal Jung's famous scene of tearing Kim Jong Kook apart#
#Kang Jae-hoon the God of Toilet Plunger#
#The Heirs CP variety show is too sweet#
……

Inside the set of "The Heirs".

Krystal was curled up in a folding chair, browsing her phone.

My fingertips were reluctant to press the like button on Naver’s trending search list for #TheHeirsCPVarietySweetnessExceedsTheBound#.

Park Shin Hye passed by holding a coffee cup and suddenly raised her hands above her head:

"Anyway, what's mine is yours~"

Krystal's phone slammed down on her knees:
"Unnie!"

Park Hyung-sik came over with the script in hand and raised his hand in imitation:

"You protect the passbook, and I protect you."

Krystal rolled the script into a tube and threw it over.

Kim Ji-won suddenly attacked from behind and pinched her cheeks, which looked like they were splashed with strawberry jam:
"Our Bona is even cuter when she blushes than in the variety shows~"

"I'm sick!"

Krystal slapped her naughty hand away and ran away.

As a result, he ran into Kim Woo Bin who had just arrived.

The other party suddenly raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

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"Hahaha--"

The whole place burst into laughter.

As soon as Jiang Zaixun stepped onto the set, he was overwhelmed by the constant booing.

"The rightful owner is here!"

Park Hyung-sik stopped him in his tracks, his face full of mischief:
"Recreate the famous scene for everyone!"

"What famous scene?"

Jiang Zaixun scratched his head in confusion, and when he saw Zheng Xiujing hiding behind the vanity car, he became even more confused: