There were so many people in the restaurant, but Eun-jing saw Kim Jong-ming sitting among the crowd at a glance. Similarly, Kim Jong-ming suddenly felt something, and then turned around and saw Eun-jing.

The little dinosaur holding Eun-jing was a little impressed. She didn't know how Xiaomin became Eun-jing, nor did she know how Kim Jong-ming was in tune with each other... However, the next thing was a bit beyond her expectations. After looking at each other for a while, the two of them had no embarrassment. Kim Jong-ming smiled slightly, then waved to say hello, and Eun-jing also smiled slightly, and neither side said much.

Then? Then everyone is busy with their own things.

Kim Jong-ming turned around and continued to talk nonsense about 3D photography technology with Yoon Eun Hye and others. Eun-jing went straight into the kitchen. Her task was very simple. The pasta team needed her to help mix side dishes and put them on the plate.

How to say this job? It's very simple, as simple as Miss Maomao holding pork chops and wrapping egg liquid. But the problem is that even if you do a simple job for two hours in a row, it would be difficult... That's right, although the sign was already on the sign at ten o'clock, it was forbidden to queue again, but it took more than an hour for the long queues left outside the gate and the remaining customers in the store to completely disperse.

Moreover, in Shangyan, so many customers came over to spend 20,000 won to have a fast-food dinner that tasted only pertinent. They came for artists and charity, so they had additional requirements. For example, Kim Jong-ming had seen several female customers on the table next door. The group of five or six were fans of Finkl. He heard the news and came here specifically, and Li Zhen was stirring the pot inside, so they took out their cameras and asked IU to help take a photo... At this time, do you take a photo? In fact, these fans immediately felt distressed when they saw Li Zhen stirring the photo of the soup pot with sweaty faces in the kitchen, and left immediately after eating.

So everything is appropriate. More than a dozen female artists in "Heroes" and the idols who came to help, plus two MCs, they were still thinking about being funny at first, but later they were basically sweating profusely, and their backs were all sore. Including Huang Guangxi, the son of the Empire, needed to squeeze out a smile.

Ann San Quito has life experience. He noticed the situation at around 10 o'clock and knew that although it was beneficial for the show to stay, it was a huge burden for these young artists. So the handsome old man left without hesitation.

As he left, Yoon Eun Hye and Kim Soo-ro also left. Originally, Yoon Eun Hye was deliberately avoiding variety shows in the years after she took the Queen of the Actresses. Although Kim Soo-ro was relaxed, he came here just because of SBS and Ji Yeon's contact. In fact, he was not very familiar with the idols who accounted for the majority of the here... So, when the restaurant was officially closed at 11 o'clock, and the program team started to gather in the hall to count the money, the other artists in the restaurant who didn't help with the work but were still waiting were only three of them, Kim Jong-ming, Zheng Jun-ha, and Li Wusong (Lu Shiyan's husband).

Two cash counters were placed in the middle, and the crew members flocked to the hall again. However, Kim Jong-ming always felt that the atmosphere on the scene was a bit solemn. All the artists were divided into two groups and stood on both sides. Even the son of the Empire split up because of pork chops and pasta. Everyone confronted each other across the air, but there was no provocative remarks. Everyone stared at the cash counter in front of him. Now everyone wanted to know how much it would be worth to work so hard all night?

In a sense, the things that are earned by pure physical labor are more impressive than labor forms such as shooting pictures and singing.

After the bill inspection was completed, the pork lined up 5.86 million to suppress the pasta team's 5.71 million, and cheers and sighs immediately rang out at the same time.

Kim Jong-ming and Jung Joon-ha looked at each other, and they smiled contemptuously. There was definitely a problem with the amount of money. It was rare for the two teams to be so tired that they still had the heart to play with this.

"Wait a moment!" Sure enough, Ji Yeon, who was behind, spoke and stopped the shouting in front of him. "I just found that the more than 500,000 yuan given by the first customer is still in my pocket! Zhong Ming Oppa gave a portion of pasta of more than 530,000 won!"

Jin Zhongming was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to get angry, so he quickly retracted his head and prepared to hide behind the partition. But at that time, Xika, who was in line for more than 300 portions of pork chops, had egg liquid wrapped in pork chops, picked up a plastic tray next to him and rushed over. Then he sucked at Kim Zhongming, stuttering at the sight of Zheng Junhe next to him.

"Ah... Zhong Ming is so generous. He gave 530,000 yuan a piece of pasta!" Lu Hongzhe shook his head and added fuel to his anger. "I remember that he took out all the cash in his pocket at once, but Xika, who came with him, was sent to the kitchen to work and change the meal because he had no money... Our Zhiyan's maid outfit is charming!"

Kim Jong-ming hid speechlessly in the corner of the partition room. His hair, clothes and other things had been scrambled by Sika, but he didn't dare to move. He could feel it clearly that at first, the girl was angry at the forehead, and then she hit her first two strokes to act, but later she obviously wanted to take the opportunity to vent her emotions.

So, he is now afraid that he will be shocked again when he moves.

But when the house was leaking, the VJs who rushed in came surrounded him without hesitation and took a good photo of his miserable appearance.

"Xu Xiongtao vj!" Jin Zhongming actually recognized the VJ of the SBS TV station closest to him. "Tell you and your colleagues to stay away from me!"

The vj left with a smile on their faces. Sika, who was sitting on the opposite seat, was still eyeing her, as if she was not happy and was about to rush over again, but at this moment, a reversal occurred in front of the money detector in front.

"Wait a moment." McC, who was queuing with pork, pretended to behave and fumbled around in his apron. "It seems that there is something in my apron. Could it be that the tip for any older sister to see me look cute in an apron, right?"

The little dinosaur looked at him and wanted to eat people.

"How much difference are we?" Li Huicai didn't take out his hand at all.

"Thirty-eight thousand!" Nicole, who was still wearing a chef's hat, immediately came out.

"In other words, if the money in his apron is less than 38, we will win!" Lu Hongzhe said with a sincere look on the group of people behind him.

"No need to count." Li Huicai shook his head helplessly. "I only have 9 pieces of money in my apron!"

The pasta team was very excited, but the pork queues were all in a desperate situation.

"There are only 9 pictures, so you don't need to count them!" Lu Shiyan, who was suffocated until she was exhausted, was also very excited.

"Even with the ability of the incompetent Lee MC, there is no need to count it." Seo In-young mocked meanly.

But before the sarcasm was finished, Li Huicai took out the 9 banknotes in his apron, and the form turned around. The excited pasta team was stunned, while the depressed pork queue cheered in unison - no, Li Huicai's 9 banknotes were not the 10,000 won denominations in the imagined banknotes, but the 50,000 won denominations in the new version!

Huang Guangxi, who was responsible for serving soup to the pork queuing, jumped to Li Huicai, and then snatched the 9 bills and shouted in front of Lu Hongzhe and the group of people: "What should I do if there are only 9 pieces? What should I do if there are only 9 pieces?!"

Lin Shiwan and Wen Junying in the opposite team were instantly furious. The son of the Empire immediately staged a "internal strife and all martial arts" in front of the all-round camera without dead corners. Then everyone started to fight, slap the enemy, and slap the enemy...

Of course, things should be disbanded when they come here. The scene after the chaos is a perfect ending for variety shows.

However, the show is over, and some things may not be the case. The program team staff and artist assistants who had been frozen all night in the car and cold warehouse outside need to eat something to warm up here; renting someone's restaurant is a win-win situation, but various equipment must be dismantled and unloaded tonight; and with so many artists coming to support the show, the PDF and the MC also need to call these people one by one to express their gratitude, otherwise, they are so late and so cold that they come to eat a fried pork chop? What's more, there are Sika, the Son of the Empire who comes to help with others who have worked hard, even if the Son of the Empire is a junior who has just debuted for a year, they should have the meaning... But the most important thing is that most people are already tired and paralyzed.

Therefore, after turning off the camera, the restaurant became more lively. The PDFs were still talking in various small meetings, and then they kept calling. The female staff were cooking, the male staff were chatting, and most of the artists were sitting aside to wait for the end of their assistants and staff.

However, there are also some active minds who are taking the opportunity to do their own things.

"There is no role for you!" Kim Jong-ming thought about it seriously, and then shook his head affirmatively. "At least from my observation, you are too free in front of the camera, and you have no performance strength. For most idols, performance strength is a necessary condition for breaking through their own idol shackles... So, in fact, those idols who usually seem restrained in front of the camera are more likely to become the so-called 'acting idol'..."

That's right, Huang Guangxi is a real weird person. As soon as the camera is turned off, he came over to ask Kim Jong-ming if there is any movie role suitable for him... By the way, this person who just debuted and confessed that he had plastic surgery and could be relaxed everywhere is indeed unique. Whether it is pretending or real, but when he went to "Invincible Youth", he was collectively "disliked" by female idols from different teams! You know, he was just a few months after his debut, but he was able to get along well with so many seniors, which shows how terrifying his familiarity is!

In fact, Kim Jong-ming actually doesn't care about such a request. What's wrong with others finding an opportunity to move up? It's just that this guy really seems too frivolous, so he really didn't expect any role that suits the other party.

"It's better to endure it in the TV series first." Kim Jong-ming finally concluded. "That requirement for strength is not high."

Huang Guangxi didn't care. He quickly retreated with relief, but as soon as he left, Liu Renna, who was anxious, immediately stood up and ran over.

"Hey!" Xika, who had just stood up, couldn't help but sigh after seeing this scene. She was originally going to call Kim Jong-ming back, but this seemed to be endless.

In this way, Sika was upset and didn't want to wait here. She started to get up and wander around the restaurant aimlessly... You can't say that although it seems that there are people everywhere, she still found an interesting place - the private room behind the restaurant.

By the way, there are certainly many private rooms in such a large restaurant, but even if there are many guests, there is no reason to open the private room. So, some private rooms have been changed to changing rooms, and some private rooms are empty, no one can move.

Sika pushed open a door casually. She was preparing to take a break here and leave when Kim Jong-ming finished talking about it and came to find her.

However, there are already people here who are taking the lead.

"Maomao!" The other party was still an acquaintance who was too familiar to him.

"Jingjing!" I don't know what happened, but after seeing the person in the room, Xika felt a little happy. "Long time no see."

"Yes." Eun-jing looked at her trembling hands. "The last time we met was in KBS last month, right? Why? I heard that you were sold to him as a coolie this time?"

"Oh." After sitting next to the other party, Xika also stretched out her hand. At this time, she realized that her hand was shaking. "I am responsible for wrapping pork chops with egg liquid...it has been wrapped in more than 300 portions!"

"That's really... why did you sell you?" Enjing wanted to laugh a little.

"There's a quarrel." Xika replied dismissively. "There's been arguing all the way on the way. I guess he was thinking about me before Jiyeon caught me in the restaurant."

"Oh?" Enjing moved her eyebrows slightly.

"But it doesn't matter." Sika replied with a slight pride. "I just saw the opportunity to pick up the tray and beat him up. All his anger was gone!"

"Is that true?" Enjing thought.

"Are you not outside just now?" Sika suddenly reacted. "I haven't been hiding from him for so long, aren't you still hiding from him? I thought you had been getting along normally for a long time."

"It's not hiding from him." Eun-jing smiled bitterly. "I'm hiding from Ji-yeon, or hiding from Ji-yeon when I see me and contact him... Sometimes I've actually let go of myself, but the people around me always think you're still immersed in it, and then add burden to you for no reason. So, as soon as Ji-yeon ended, he hinted that I could stay here for a rest, and then leave together after the end. And I was afraid that Ji-yeon would have any messy thoughts to cause me trouble at night, so I just stayed..."

Sika nodded sympathetically.

"By the way, why are you here?" Enjing suddenly thought of something. "How is it outside?"

"Liu Renna seems to have a crush on a certain movie character." Sika explained a little. "I guess I'll tell Wood that I'll find a place to rest for a long time."

"Everyone is exhausted." Eun-jing nodded convincingly. "I actually don't want to move after I'm lying here. Ji-yeon is responsible for holding the plates all night, and I guess she's even more tired... In addition, she's the youngest in the grade, so she may not be able to come if she doesn't end outside."

"Yes!" Sika recalled. "When I came, she collapsed on the sofa behind me..."

The two of them then became silent, but after only a few seconds, the silence was broken.

"Why... you quarrel because of this?" Enjing looked at the girl in front of her who became intimate with her because of a relationship, and asked in a very light voice.

At the same time, the two people who had just been mentioned were standing outside the private room. Kim Jong-ming stood on the spot, holding the door handle with one hand and holding the little dinosaur's collar with the other. The two were staring at each other with wide eyes and squinting at each other!

In fact, Kim Jong-ming noticed Sika's departure at that time, so he sent Liu Inna out with a sentence of "Come on New Year's Day morning" and then followed him directly. Although he was stunned when he heard Eun-jing's voice in the room at first, he was still ready to push the door in. However, when he had already twisted the door handle, the little dinosaur who followed him from somewhere reached out and grabbed him from behind, and silenced him... Maybe he was embarrassed when Eun-jing in the private room mentioned that he had added burden to her for no reason?

However, after waiting for a while, after hearing the two people in the house let go of the topic, it was the little dinosaur's turn to go in, but... after suddenly hearing Eun-jing's question, Kim Jong-ming suddenly reached out and grabbed Ji-yeon.

So, the two outside the door looked at me and I looked at you, and they kept silently blocking the door of the private room, and then... by the way, eavesdropping on the conversation inside the room.

In the private room, Xika glanced at the other party with a flash of eyes: "I don't know, maybe it's just that she is in a bad mood!"

"Is that true?" Enjing blew the hair hanging from her forehead. "But how did I remember that he had just returned after a month or two? Without saying anything about the deep love of brothers and sisters, you wouldn't be angry when you see him, right? Is there any special reason?"

Sika's expression was unswerving.

"Maomao, don't be angry." Enjing noticed Sika's expression. "I heard Xiaomin say some drunken words yesterday."

"No wonder." Xika smiled angrily. "I just said Jingjing, why is your tone so similar to that short Lee Soon-kyuk!"

"I heard... he came back with Chu Long and the other two when he came back?" Enjing smiled slightly indifferently. "Can you be jealous..."

"Shut up!" Sika suddenly turned her face.

But...Enjing was not angry: "Why is this? You know I'm joking. I don't think you'll be stuck with this matter, nor do I think you're really angry because of Chulong. You're angry with yourself, right?"

"You don't understand!" Sika suddenly replied with some regret. "I'm different from you. If you meet Wood again, you can talk about the past without any scruples, and even make a few jokes generously, because everything about you is in front of everyone, and you can take it out and read it anytime and anywhere! But I'm different... I can't say some things, I can't think of them, but I can't forget them. I... it's not because I'm a stupid person who can't say them, but once I even think of them, it's not the original one... I... I can't say them anyway!"

At this point, Kim Jong-ming outside the door could already imagine Sika's embarrassment and helplessness at this moment. In fact, when he felt Sikaka's stagnation there, he also recited a paragraph from a famous essay for her in his heart:

Some things are only suitable for collection. They cannot be said or thought, but they cannot be forgotten. They cannot become language. They cannot become language. Once they become language, they are no longer them. They are a hazy warmth and loneliness, a mature hope and despair. There are only two places in their territory: the heart and the grave.

For example, some stamps are used for mailing, while others are just for collection.

Kim Jong-ming already fully understood Sika at this moment. He knew the other party’s helplessness - the other party’s feelings for him were beyond doubt, and there was no problem with the dominant position among them. That was the relationship between an older brother and a younger sister, and after more than twenty years, it was unbreakable. As for the others, although they were gone, hazy, or even illusory, they were kept in the other party’s heart like a stamp.

This time her emotions in front of Chu Long were not actually targeting Chu Long. I was probably seeing the gap around her and finally taking over by others. Then she checked her personally and then discovered the treasure. The accumulation of this treasure probably started from Enjing at that time, but she controlled it very well at that time.

Ji Yeon was a little uncomfortable. She found that her neck was strangled by Kim Jong-ming's more forceful hand strength, but what made her even more helpless was that she found that she seemed to be the only one among the four who couldn't understand the meaning of Senior Sika's words, which made her feel a little confused in addition to being uncomfortable.

"Actually you are lucky." Enjing comforted softly. "It is always difficult for people to choose whether to do the collected thing, not to be said or thought, but they can not be forgotten. I made the choice between us, and it was very painful at the time, and you...at least you don't have to make a choice, right?"

"It's still different!" Sika shook her head in frustration. "You can say it calmly and look through it carefully, but I can't even think about it..."

"Is that why I feel so frustrated to lose my temper?" Enjing asked with concern. "Actually... since that's the case, why not look at other treasures? Even if the past is intricate, it is impossible to forget it, and there is no need to forget it. But isn't the important thing going on in the future? He is always your brother, and no one can take this away!"

"It's because I know he's my brother that I get angry." Sika's answer felt unreasonable. "At least I can get angry at him, so why can't I lose my temper?"
To be continued...