Kim Jong-ming has no hangover. When it comes to the quality of liquor, sometimes you have to accept it. Moutai is actually not high-end and cannot even be called high-end. Of course, there are many reasons for this, such as high exclusive taxes in China, or Chinese liquor abroad do not have much audience... But no matter what, the quality of this liquor is really the same as that in China, and it is not discounted at all. So Kim Jong-ming got up from bed early in the morning. Of course, a little fatigue is inevitable, otherwise he would not be a little confused when he saw Zheng Ermao pouring blueberry sauce into his porridge bowl in his living room.

"Oh, good morning in Wood." Krysta1 immediately put down the bottle of blueberry sauce and turned around and waved.

"Okay, where did you come from the porridge?" Jin Zhongming, wearing pajamas, walked past the other party weakly, his target was the bathroom.

"My mom came here to bring me." Krysta1 looked as if she was taken for granted. "I am now a candidate. It's very difficult to learn, not to mention that I have to get up early to film during this period, so every time I get up to make breakfast, I will prepare some for me, and then bring it to me on the way to the store..."

"Wait a minute." Jin Zhongming suddenly felt something was wrong, and then stopped at the bathroom door. "Why didn't you stay in Jiangbei? You asked my mother to send it here again and again?"

krysta1 tilted his head and looked at his brother, but didn't say anything, and continued to take the spoon and pick up his long-lost blueberry sauce.

"Listen to me, Ermao..." Jin Zhongming didn't care about going to the bathroom, but sat down and started to scold him. "Is it different for you to live here or Jiangbei? But for my mother, it's a lot of hard work. She also packs it for you and delivers it to you specifically, so you don't..."

"What did you say in the early morning?" As she spoke, Xika pushed the door out of the room, and then she couldn't help but sit over as soon as she came out. "Zheng Ermao, where did the porridge come from? It's quite fragrant?"

krysta1 looked left and right, then immediately lowered his head and drank hot porridge in big mouthfuls... She knew very well that one of the two men wanted to scold themselves and the other wanted to grab their porridge, so the most correct way at this time was to bow their heads and drink the porridge quickly!

Kim Jong-ming and Xika looked at each other, but they were helpless. In this case, could they still press the forehead of this girl into the porridge bowl?!

"Oh, are you all awake?" However, at this moment, the kitchen door was suddenly opened, and then Zheng's mother walked out with a big pot of stuff, followed by Baker, who was waving his tail. "I was thinking about whether to ask you to get up or keep the meal..."

"Why did I come here?" Xika started to pack up the things on the coffee table with excitement, but Jin Zhongming couldn't help but ask curiously. "Ermao just said that you were just passing by here and by the way, you specially brought her some breakfast..."

"Listen to her nonsense!" Zheng's mother sneered halfway. "If she was the only one, I would have brought her upstairs specifically? It's good to have a hard time filming recently, and it's good to have a small meal for her, but she has to let her live in Jiangbei! I came here today to make breakfast because I thought you drank too much yesterday..."

"How did I know that I was drunk yesterday? Who called you?" Jin Zhongming asked while lowering his head and looking at the pitiful Zheng Ermao, then reached out and pressed the other person's forehead without hesitation. This guy lied in front of him and her mother... It was enough.

"Maomao, go wash your hands and face first... Otherwise don't eat the food I cook!" Zheng's mother first scolded her unruly eldest daughter, and then continued to chat with Jin Zhongming. "Where do you need to call me? Last night, Xika helped you out of that restaurant and just came out of the restaurant, there was already a lot of news on the Internet. When your mother and I watched the TV series together and were about to go to bed, there was already a website that was seriously reported as a news report..."

Jin Zhongming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"There are many sports newspapers nowadays, and the level of part-time gossip is already very good." Zheng's mother said with interest. "This morning, a special reporter had already summarized and established it on SNS. Kim Jong-ming and Girls' Generation. When did you and Maomao leave, who were drunk and sober when they left, what styles of Maomao's clothes were, and when did the assistants of s.m company go... Then these people speculated based on their own information that who would drink unconsciously in Girls' Generation who did not show up, and who might get out of here... Someone even introduced the price, level, and signature dishes of this newly opened Chinese restaurant... It is said that a reporter from a food magazine squeezed in that night and ordered a few signature dishes and savored it there..."

"This group of people is enough." Kim Jong-ming responded speechlessly. "It seems that Girls' Generation is really popular now..."

"Wood, you're thinking too much." Sika, who came back from washing her hands, was breathing with a bowl of hot white porridge.

"Yes, Wood, you're overthinking." Zheng's mother calmly brought out a few plates of warm side dishes from the steamer, and echoed her daughter's statement. "If it weren't for you, they would probably upload it online. Then the full-time paparazzi reporters from sports newspapers mentioned it on SNS. It's even possible that S.M said something, and even these paparazzi reporters wouldn't say much, let alone such special and formal news came out? After all, it's because of your different weight, and people inside and outside the entertainment industry are staring at you. In addition, it's because of your combination that you have put together, so it feels a bit messy..."

"Whatever!" Jin Zhongming replied indifferently, and at the same time got up and walked towards the bathroom. "This is actually quite good."

Ms. Li Jingshu glanced at her undoubted adopted son with a little deep meaning, but did not continue to talk about this topic, but lowered her head and carefully arranged a sumptuous breakfast.

Well, the breakfast was really rich, but Xika was fine. After all, she didn't drink too much last night and had a full meal, so she just held the bowl of white porridge and drank it very delicious. She was even bored to grab Zheng Ermao's little leftover blueberry sauce. It sounds strange. Every time Jin Zhongming saw Ermao eating blueberry sauce, he felt that there was very little left in this thing, and he didn't know what was going on.

However, back to the topic, Kim Jong-ming did drink a little too much last night, and after drinking too much wine, he naturally ate very little food. It is probably really cheaper, Baker and tofu. So, compared to the other three, he ate especially sweet breakfast. In the end, Sika, Krysta1 and even Zheng’s mother had already put down the dishes, but he was still eating.

"Wood." Krysta1, which had already been cleaned up, has arrived at the entrance. "Joyung oppa is waiting for me downstairs, I'm leaving!"

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming responded casually, without even raising his head, and Sika next to him simply laughed out loud.

Now, Zheng Ermao would not be bored and said, "I'm really leaving," but simply asked: "Wood, do you have any arrangements today?"

"I'm going to the set." Kim Jong-ming replied calmly. "But I heard that someone is going to send me a support car today, a Puff-themed support dining car, and I'm so full of breakfast... Let's do this, how about I just send it to you? Where are you filming today?"

"Our shooting location has always been very stable... Anyway, just do whatever you want!" Krysta1 pouted and muttered, then left directly. He didn't tell where he was filming.

"Don't you really want to see her?" As soon as the person left, Xika whined towards the door. "She couldn't say anything when your movie started, but this time you took Chu Long to China first, and came with us again when you came back. I guess I felt sore in my heart..."

"Yes." Jin Zhongming casually stirred the remaining half bowl of porridge with a spoon. "There is certain that the pantothenic water is, otherwise he would not have been angry here with a bowl of porridge early in the morning... but it may not have been to Chulong."

"What does it mean?" Xika drooped her eyebrows slightly, and Xika appeared as promised.

"She has been angry with me since she was a child because of jealousy, but it was only because of her own." As she said that, Kim Jong-ming picked up the bowl and drank it all.

"This is the truth." Zheng's mother stood on Kim Jong-ming's side routinely.

However, this time, Sika was rare without a routine refutation. Instead, she directly raised her head and leaned on the sand: "So what?"

"So." Kim Jong-ming couldn't help laughing. "Let's go, let's go visit the set when you have time! Make a reservation for her...uh, mango theme support dining car, how about it? Mango ice, mango juice, fresh mango, mango popsicle, mango pie, mango bread..."

Xika looked at Jin Zhongming in amazement, but Zheng's mother, who was already preparing to clean up the dishes, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

At the same time, just less than a thousand meters away from Kim Jong-ming and Sika, an unexpected person was also preparing for a visit.

"Is this how the support car made?" Taeyeon, wearing suspender jeans, held her arms and looked around curiously. "This is the first time I have prepared a support car for someone else..."

"Don't worry, Taeyeon." Taeyeon's exclusive female agent looked confident. "This kind of thing should not be too simple for us, and when you told me last night, I informed my familiar business friends that there would be no problem. But..."

"But what?" Taeyeon asked in confusion.

"But you are so smart for a while?" The female agent looked at her with admiration. Well, she was considered a parent of food and clothing. "It was right that she didn't drink yesterday, and everyone was drinking like that... Although no one dared to say anything due to Kim Jong-ming's face, you, the captain, kept taking care of the scene, was also an explanation to this side. And more importantly, you also knew that yesterday's maverick might have a grudge for Kim Jong-ming, so she specially prepared a support car for him to visit the set... This is really a complete fit!"

"Am I that powerful?" Taeyeon asked blankly. "I have to admire myself after hearing what Oni said."

"Don't you think so?" This time it was the female agent's turn and was stunned.

"I..." Taeyeon couldn't help but let go of her arm and grabbed her head. She didn't know how to talk about this.

In fact, Taeyeon was just worried about some things in the team last night, so she didn't drink. Then she thought of the idea of ​​supporting the car because she saw that almost all her teammates were drunk and unconscious in the end, so she temporarily plucked up the courage to take this opportunity that everyone would have hangovers to visit Kim Jong-ming, and then talk about the things she had been worried about these days.

However, after hearing what his agent said, it seems to make sense... Will Kim Jong-ming be really dissatisfied with not drinking last night? Shouldn't he really take this opportunity to express his meaning? But if this happens, shouldn't he say something he originally wanted to say as planned?

Several questions immediately turned into a mess after Taeyeon's mind for a few rounds... Then, the short captain immediately became depressed.

The female agent stared at the other person blankly, and then suddenly reacted... In fact, she had long noticed that the character of the ido1 handed over to her by the company had a strange two-sided nature: on the one hand, she would always be fucked, regardless of occasion or time, and not only with her teammates, fans, herself, and even this girl would do the same. But on the other hand, her personality was always mixed with an inexplicable gloom and inferiority, and she often suddenly became lost and depressed... Some colleagues in charge of mental health told her privately that this was already a certain degree of depression.

Actually, it was true that this little girl left home at a young age and came to her from a small and broken place in Quanzhou. She was unfamiliar with the place, then she had two years of rapid and hard training, and then she debuted, captain, Black Sea, and became popular... Putting aside all packaging and image, from a person's perspective, from the age of 17 to 23, the more than six years of time was the most important time for a girl's mental health exhibition, but she had to experience these things.

No matter how many psychological problems you have, it seems to be understandable.

"Taeyeon, don't think too much about some things." The female agent stepped forward with a little pity and hugged the other person. "Everyone is in a different position, and his attitude towards the problem is naturally very different. Just think about it according to your own ideas. I will supplement it according to my ideas... Isn't this the role of an agent?"

Now, Taeyeon felt much more comfortable, just as she felt a lot more depressed just now: "Then let's go out! Ooni knows the location on the set?"

The agent shrugged speechlessly: "What did you say? Which line did I do?!"

In this way, time passed by. Kim Jong-ming, Sika, Taeyeon and his agent, and two groups of people took their respective support dining cars to perfectly stagger everything, and then came to two completely different sets, Er University in Guanyue District and a villa community in Yongdengpo District.

"Ask you something." Seeing the support food truck successfully entering the set, Sika, who was sitting in his BMW, suddenly thought of something.

"Tell me." Kim Jong-ming looked at the set in front of him with interest. To be honest, he hasn't been to the TV series set for a long time, which is full of rush.

"Didn't you say before that someone wants to give you a Puff-themed support car? Is this made up to coax Ermao or is it true? Why do I feel like I have a little impression? Have you told me?"

"It's not considered a make-up, but it's not true." Kim Jong-ming frowned slightly. "This is something Sister Zhao Yeon told me a long time ago, and I probably mentioned it to you... However, the shooting schedule of our movie was quickly completely disrupted by the heavy rain and their Tara's Japanese schedule, and the agreed date was long gone... It's not that coincidental, right?!"

Xika shrugged and ignored the other party. She didn't know if it didn't matter or whether it was her business. Anyway, she got off the car and went to find Zheng Ermao. Kim Jong-ming shook his head helplessly, and threw these messy guesses behind her. Then she got off the car and took Baker and followed the other party in.

At the same time, Taeyeon and his group who had just arrived at the Er University set suddenly realized that a Puff-themed catering car had been parked there. Moreover, there were two human-shaped paper-cut signs on both sides of the food truck. One was stills of Kim Jong-ming who had hooked, and the other was the image of stealing food in the variety show with a fork, which attracted many people on the set to come and take a photo.

"The business snatcher is here!" The S.M company assistant driving in the front row couldn't help but turn around and sighed at Taeyeon and her agent. "I know the people over there, and they are... In-jing's agent!"

The female agent immediately looked at Taeyeon, but the short captain said nothing and didn't know what he was thinking.

ps: Today is a rare day. In fact, this chapter has been coded for more than 3,000 words at around 7 o'clock in the morning. Didn't the tutor ask me to be responsible for the annual meeting budget? Those classmates who had nothing to do on weekends had to call me to do something to do... Just go, but from morning to afternoon, the group of people discussed how to buy roast goose for Guangdong students? How to buy pig-killing vegetables for students in Northeast China? Should we ignore the fewer students in Jiangxi and Fujian... Everyone discussed until three o'clock in the afternoon and said what dishes they would eat for a long time but forgot to have lunch by themselves

!So I ordered takeaway with public funds... I didn't spend my own money, so I ordered takeaways not only better but also more! Finally, I was overeating! The guy who proposed to buy pig-killing vegetables probably had a bad stomach. After eating, I continued to talk about the annual meeting. Two bottles of Coke were sucked and vomited directly... We sent him to the hospital again. There was no doctor outside the school hospital on weekends... and sent him to other hospitals. He went back until after seven o'clock to make up for this chapter... Uh, there were other things in the middle and still exciting, so I won't say it. Besides, I guess there were guys from Beijing Post who could find out who I am...

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