My Sister is the Female Team Leader

At the beginning, Bae Xian meant what invitations Park Soo-young would receive, and Song Shi-ya was regarded as an executive of the TV station, but for many days, he didn't see that Park Soo-young seemed to receive any invitation to a new show.

At the very least, she will focus on dancing in the crew. From this, it can be seen that she should not have received any invitations.

This afternoon, taking advantage of the lack of free time, there were only two of them in the gym. Since Ma Dongxi said for personal safety and taught Pu Xiurong to defend himself after surgery, Pei Xian has become her sparring partner, although he was thrown away. There are many times, but I am a little lucky to be happy.

Fortunately, it's me. If someone could get close to her, the jealousy would have been turned over long ago.

Lying on the anti-fall mat again, Pei Xian did not stand up this time, but was thinking about the previous encounter with Song Shiya in the dessert shop. After so long, he couldn't help but ask.

"Xiu Rong, haven't you received any other itineraries recently?"

"Itinerary? Other?"

Hearing this strange question, Park Soo-young tilted her head in doubt, but when she tried to reach out to pull Bae Xian up, he was pulled down, so she had to sit next to him and asked, "What other schedule? We even ended the family concert. , I’ll finish it soon, and then I can go to shoot the MV.”

This general explanation is no different from what he has heard in the past, but this is what Pei Xian feels puzzled. According to Song Shiya he knows, he should be someone who will implement what he has. So many days.

Just thinking about it, the cell phone placed aside rang, and a short, rapid alert tone was a text message.

Pei Xian stretched out his hand and took a look at the content of the text message. After sending it out for a while, it was Park Xiurong who was curiously shaking his arm in front of him, and he recovered.

"What are you thinking about? I found that you are easily distracted recently." Pu Xiurong grabbed his arm and narrowed his eyes to express doubt, "Is it thinking of something bad?"

"It's not a bad thing." Pei Xian smiled and held her hand, slightly propped her upper body, leaned against the protective gear on the side, and asked with a smile, "If I say, I helped you find a chance for a reality show. , How can you thank me?"

reality show?

Piao Xiurong mumbled this word in her heart. She hadn't really thought about such things as reality shows. In her memory, only the company's senior brothers and sisters had participated in it, but even if she had an idea, she didn't seem to have time.

Thinking of the shortage of time, she suddenly felt bitter in her mouth. Pei Xian was allowed to hold these two hands, and her head fell dejected. Saying that the concepts are different, we all think that there is a problem with the shape, but the key is that the shape is ugly at first glance, but after a long time, it feels good. Is the concept equal to avant-garde?"

From reality show to styling, she deserves it.

"They all look good, clothes are supported by people, and they are not supported by clothes" Pei Xian smiled and comforted her, when she was about to continue speaking, she was interrupted by a rapid ringtone.

It's not his cell phone now, but Pu Xiurong's.

She got up and walked aside and looked at the screen of the phone. The call was from the agent. There was no need to cover it up. She answered it openly. After a few words, her expression became very unnatural.

"Oba, the reality show you are talking about... It seems that the company has received a proposal, and the agent Ouba asked me if I have any ideas. The other members seem to be... all worried about the time issue."

Too many good things are eliminated by the keyword of time. What Park Soo-young thinks is, is there any time, the reality show has invitations, of course it is good, but... do they have time?

"It's M..." Pei Xiangang wanted to ask if it was sent by MBC, but when he came to his lips, his words changed.

He wanted to ask if it was right, but he was afraid to mention that Song Shiya was someone he met on the TV station before. If he met in private, he was also afraid that Pu Xiurong would think about it.

But if you don't say it...it will happen in the future.

How many people finally parted ways because of these little things.

Pei Xian curled his eyebrows and hesitated in distress for a while, decided to tell the matter, and suddenly sat up on the anti-fall mat, contacted Song Shiya before, and then mentioned that she was planning to open a new show, and then he went on. Five of them were introduced.

After speaking a long paragraph in one breath, he finally asked in a low voice, "You won't be angry, I... meet someone privately"

Park Xiurong blinked her eyes calmly, calmer than expected, and asked, "What am I angry about?"

"Oh...then, what did s.m say?" Pei Xian felt a little empty in his heart, and stiffly took the topic back.

"I haven't returned yet, but Ouba, thank you, I still think of us like this" Park Xiurong said thank you.

"Ah, it's not..." Pei Xian said halfway, and suddenly changed his words "Why do you thank me?"

"..." Pu Xiurong hadn't expected that he could give some sunshine so bright. After thinking about it with a headache, after a long while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Then I will treat you to a meal. I was in the dorm with Sheng Wanou recently. I learned how to cook steak"

"at home?"

"Otherwise, on the street?"

Pei Xian opened his mouth and wanted to say that your home is still mine, but when I think of it, her home should... or closed his mouth and lay back home.

Maybe because of the extra meal, he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. "I still want to eat pasta with cream, tomato and bacon, don’t add eggs."

Otherwise you will eat eggshells.

"Why? Oppa, don't you like it very much?"

The proposition is here again, the true answer is definitely not to be said, Pei Xian thinks of a rhetoric after a round in his mind.

"...Eggs...you have to add eggs after you cook the noodles. It takes too much time. With that time, I can eat two plates. I don't want you to be too tired."

"Yes?"

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and he spoke with such a serious expression.

Park Xiurong put down her phone and deliberately squatted down and looked at his eyes carefully, teasing in her tone, "Oh~ then don't want to eat the dishes I made."

Pei Xian choked his throat because of this, and was speechless and aggrieved. "It was you who said you wanted to thank me, so do you regret it now?"

"..." When did this person learn to cry? Looking at the expression, those who didn't know thought they were abusing him.

"Well, UU reads www.uukanshu.com if you don’t eat, you have to eat, I’ve spent so much time to learn." When it comes to this kind of thing, Park Xiurong has never been short-mouthed, and fully explained how hard she is and she is not an outsider. There is no need to hide what she does.

It's not like someone.... Waiting so quietly in the middle of the night, I don't know why I bought my mobile phone.

Pei Xian felt that someone was speaking badly behind his back, his ears were itchy, and his head tilted weirdly. Before he could ask, they all heard the shouts of the field assistant outside.

The two looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and stood up, packed up and walked out of the gym together. The remaining scenes are not too much, and the shooting time is definitely not long, I am afraid that I will need to make up later.

Director Jin Ronghua is still busy on the set. He has considered each actor's future schedule, so he is now in the post-production, he is shooting, and he has to ask the actors to make up the shots. The director is the most tiring.

Park Soo-young knows that he is so tired. Part of the reason is that he has to cooperate with the album activities that he will return to. When the time comes, the look will change, and if he returns to the crew again, I am afraid that he will have to wear a wig.

It was very untrue, so director Jin Ronghua rejected it all at once.