"Is this Chinese? Do you understand?" The hairdresser who was doing a hairstyle for Taeyeon glanced at Kim Taeyeon's phone, and then asked casually.

"Look at it casually."

After searching on the Korean website just now, I didn’t find what I wanted at all. As a result, after I came to the Celestial Empire, I searched for Wen Yueyou and found a bunch of links online.

Then, Kim Taeyeon discovered that there were so many in the Celestial Empire and wrote their novels.

"Hoha, I won't be bored during this period." I thought I was unaware of it and let out a few strange laughs. I looked at the studio not far away. I found that Park Tae-yeon was still standing there not far away and looked at it. I pouted and continued to look at his phone, but I didn't know that I came here to chat with her now.

While the door of the locker room opened, Lin Yuner's clothes came out for a moment and looked at someone.

After discovering the target, he confirmed Kim Taeyeon's position the second time. After finding that she was still doing a hairstyle, he immediately moved towards the first target.

He picked up a stethoscope prop and took it to his ears from the passing table. He came to Park Tae-yeon, and smiled and pressed Park Tae-yeon's chest with a pickup.

"..." He unexpectedly pushed away his little hand and did not come. He didn't expect that even if it was a prop, it was still a real thing, and his heartbeat came directly into his ears.

After a careful pause, I pulled down my earplug and hung it around my neck and looked at Park Tae-yeon: "How long have you been standing here? It's not the first time I'm shooting an MV, what's wrong? And your heart beats so fast, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Park Tae-yeon seemed to have not heard it, and he was still staring at the scene they were going to shoot today.

Yoona looked over in confusion. The scene was an operating room full of various medical facilities, and it was a large operating bed.

There was nothing wrong with it. Yoona strangely retracted her gaze, then pushed Park Tae-yeon's shoulder with a little hand: "Ah, you are not sleeping while standing? If you are tired, go and rest for a while! There are chairs over there!"

"...Ah? When did you come?"

"Ah, are you deliberately ignoring me? What's wrong? Is it really uncomfortable? Are you looking a little bad?" Yoona asked with some concern at this time.

"It's nothing, wait for you to put on makeup..." Paused, and then thought: "I'll go over and sit for a while."

After saying that, he looked at the surgical instrument car again, then turned around and walked towards the chair.

"...It's not right." Looking at Park Tae-yeon's back as he walked away, Yoona pinched her chin and began to mutter, her eyes shifting to what Park Tae-yeon looked at last.

There are some medical devices on the surgical instrument car. The only thing that is special is a fake heart made of sequins in the glass cover on the instrument car.

He pursed his lips and sat down on the chair. After coming to the studio, he was the first to do a styling and change clothes. He didn't even come at that time and was anxious to observe the studio carefully.

Take out your phone, then click on the video I took last night or early this morning.

"Let"s go! What's there to worry about

Forget it, what else can you be afraid of

It's going to be late to think about it again.

Become different uneasiness day after day

Please act in advance before others

You closed your eyes and pretended not to know You Bad Bad Bad boy, You so bad..."

"You are really, Taeyeon is there, why don't you watch real people, and you still watch this?" After being patted on his shoulder, Park Tae-young tilted his head and looked at Sunny, pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, and then paused the photo of Taeyeon's personal video.

"You are working, and don't want to interfere with you and get distracted." His eyes looked at Taeyeon who was wearing makeup over there, looked at her with complicated eyes, and then looked at Sunny again and said.

"Taeyeon likes this title song very much this time. She told me that she likes the lyrics very much." Sunny sat down next to Park Tae-yeon, and did not look at Tae-yeon, but stopped at Yoona, who had already started shooting in the studio.

"She likes it, you don't worry. Isn't the song popular this time?" Park Tae-yeon said jokingly, but his mood was not very high.

Knowing that Park Tae-yeon was talking about the songs Tae-yeon liked were not popular, and the songs he looked down upon were popular, Sunny rolled his eyes: "Don't say that she can't tell you that she's waiting for you to confess again now?"

“…is there any?”

Of course, Sunny answered this in her heart. She couldn't say that Kim Taeyeon's online dating friend had seen her not paying attention for a long time, which made Sunny feel embarrassed to ask the master to take care of her. She has only been divided into pieces in the new season.

"It's not a big deal for you to drag it like this. You can confirm your relationship with her earlier, so that someone who saves you will still be thinking about it." She knew that Park Tae-yeon understood who the person she was talking about was.

“…”

"Do you like Taeyeon? Or do you still have any thoughts about our Ermaine?" Sunny was really angry. Taeyeon used to be a little ambiguous. Maybe she cared about Yoona's thoughts, but it was obvious that Taeyeon had made up her mind recently, but yesterday she saw Park Tae-young and didn't expect to be as active as before.

"No, not what you thought."

"Oh, it's really!!!"

"..." Park Tae-yeon didn't know how to continue talking, and his heart hadn't been as chaotic as this moment recently.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, just think about it yourself."

Sunny looked at the person who was not cooperating and stood up and left.

Xia Yeon, who was standing among the staff not far away, retracted her gaze, then looked at the studio, holding the cell phone in her hand, hesitated, and after thinking for a while, he walked towards Park Tae-yeon, came to sit beside her, and before she could speak, she heard Park Tae-yeon want to say.

"Small buried!"

"Well?"

"After returning to the UK this time..." Park Tae-yeon paused and continued to speak: "Look for a hospital, I'll have a full-body examination! All aspects!"

"...oh!"

"Don't ask me why?"

"You want to say something, you can say something." The little guy responded, then looked at the studio: "Don't you want to play anymore? I'll arrange for someone to replace you?"

"...No, but I've been a little tired these days. As expected, I still have to be like them. I have to be motivated to like this. I have never been annoyed when playing football." Park Tae-yeon shook his head, and just looking at the stage scenes in the operating room here today reminded him of those issues that he didn't want to think about and has been trying hard to avoid recently.

"Oh, then that's it. I've told the director to try to take your shot first. We will be free today and we will go to Beijing again tomorrow."

"Yeah, that's it."

Listening to the music I remembered in my ear, I looked at the other side and started shooting, and then looked down at my chest.
Chapter completed!