Chapter 32 This is Mid-Autumn Festival

"I will make a lot of money!" Song Yuqi said angrily.

"Is your dream to make a lot of money?" Lin Ye asked at Song Yuqi.

Song Yuqi paused.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten the dream you told us." Lin Ye smiled, "I'm trying to understand your dream, you can't give up halfway."

"Well..." Song Yuqi lowered her head, not wanting to be seen by Lin Ye.

"Become a girl group like Girls' Generation..." Lin Ye murmured Song Yuqi's dream in his heart.

I didn't have a very intuitive feeling before, but the two-day trip to Korea gave him a preliminary feeling.

It’s okay for Jessie Jessica Jung. It’s basically a membership system when it comes to the occasion, and the feeling of a girl group member is far less than that of the company’s boss.

And Xu Xian...

The most intuitive thing is that as long as Xu Xian reveals his whole picture, he will be recognized immediately.

This level of popularity alone is enough to describe it using an idiom.

It is well-known.

Are there many household names in China?

Many.

But everyone is middle-aged, even elderly.

According to data, the period when Girls' Generation truly achieved success is 11 years later, and 12 and 13 years are its peak.

How old was Xu Xian at that time?

Twenty-one and twenty-two.

Even if Lin Ye doesn’t understand Korean Wave, he will not naively think that Song Yuqi has a chance to reach this level.

"elder brother."

"Hmm?" Lin Ye's thoughts were interrupted by Song Yuqi and he looked at Song Yuqi in confusion.

"Next time! Next time I go home, I will definitely become a star who can make my family proud!" Song Yuqi clenched her fists and said solemnly.

"The Spring Festival is coming soon." Lin Ye reminded.

"I know."

Lin Ye showed a smile on his face, raised his hand and rubbed Song Yuqi's head, making her hair messy.

"I believe Yuqi will do what she says."

Song Yuqi didn't say anything, but his firm eyes were better than thousands of words.

"Okay, it's eight o'clock soon, your next itinerary is coming soon, so I'll leave first." Lin Ye stood up and said.

"Are you leaving now?" Song Yuqi held Lin Ye's hand reluctantly, like a little girl.

No, in Lin Ye's eyes, she will always be a little girl.

He pulled Song Yuqi in his arms and hugged her gently.

At this time, the agent who had already finished the phone saw Lin Ye get up and quickly came forward to meet him.

Because of Jessie Jeon's relationship, the agent still attaches great importance to Lin Ye.

"Yuqi, please tell me and you, the matter has been resolved, and we will clarify the news tomorrow as soon as the news comes out."

"Inside." Song Yuqi nodded and told Lin Ye the agent's words.

Lin Ye smiled when he heard this.

"It's trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble."

"By the way." Song Yuqi called Lin Ye, "Brother, was Senior Xu Xian shooting a video just now?"

"Yes, I took the whole process and she will send it to me after looking back."

"Can you give me one?" Song Yuqi asked.

"Of course. Do you have Seo Hyun's contact information?"

"Brother, just give it to me."

"That's right." Lin Ye nodded, "Let's go."

"Bye-Bye."

"Goodbye Lin Ye Oppa."

"Goodbye Mr. Lin."

Amid the farewell, Lin Ye left the (g)idle dormitory.

"Yuqi, what did your brother say just now?" After Lin Ye left, the agent asked curiously.

"He said" to his mouth, Song Yuqi suddenly thought of the familiarity she revealed when Senior Xu Xian had a brief conversation with her brother just now, and smiled in her heart.

"Senior Xu Xian has a video of this surprise process tonight."

"Seo Hyun?Seo Hyun from Girls' Generation?" The agent's eyes widened.

"Inside." Song Yuqi nodded.

The agent looked at Song Yuqi in shock. This girl is a treasure. Her brother is a Chinese and he actually knows Jessie Jeon and Seo Hyun.

No, no, this matter must be reported to the company.

It might be fine if someone else was there, but it was Xu Xian.

Girls' Generation!

Only people in the girl group industry know the weight of this name.

That's real

legend.

...

The car slowly drove into the underground garage of the villa and parked steadily into the parking space. Xu Xian's tall figure got out of the car.

He pressed the car key, locked the car door, and walked out.

Standing outside the gate, Xu Xian raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Buzz.

"Who?" A gentle female voice came from the speaker outside the door.

"Mom, it's me." Xu Xian said with a smile.

"Xiaoxian?" the female voice said in surprise.

Not long after, the door of the villa opened and Xu's mother stood at the door with a look of surprise.

Xu Xian smiled and went up to meet him.

Xu's mother took Xu Xian in and pulled Xu Xian to look around in the entrance.

"You kid, you have lost weight again." Xu's mother said with heartache.

"Mom." Xu Xian shouted helplessly.

"Eat more, aren't you an actor now? Do you still care about body shape so much?"

The weight of an actor depends on the role.

Xu Xian complained in his heart, but agreed with a smile on his face.

"Mom, where is Dad."

"I'm in the living room, I want to see you, but I'm holding my own identity and waiting for you to come." Xu's mother said with a smile.

Xu Xian laughed in his heart, his father is still so arrogant.

Yes, Xu’s father’s position in Xu Xian’s mind is the arrogant old man.

When Xu Xian came to the living room, he saw his father wearing reading glasses on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"I'm back." Xu's father raised his eyes and said calmly. However, his slightly trembling hands were telling that his heart seemed not as calm as it seemed.

Xu Xian glanced at his father's hand and nodded with a smile.

"Well, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, there's no trip, so I'll go home and have a look." As he said that, Xu Xian sighed slightly.

She has her own house and usually won’t go home. The last time she went home, it should have been during the Spring Festival.

"Why wouldn't I come back this time in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past?" Xu's father asked.

"You guys! It's a good thing that Xiaoxian is back. Why are you asking?" Xu's mother said dissatisfied.
To be continued...