While yawning, Kang Goo-woo was pulled from the bed by Kwon Eun-he. He had finished recording the radio program at around 4 a.m. yesterday, and the mysterious stared at Kwon Eun-he who was standing in front of him. He touched his nose habitually and said weakly, "Brother Eun-he, what time is it."

Quan Enhe answered casually, "Oh, it's about eight o'clock."

Jiang Wuyou lowered his head powerlessly, neither moving nor speaking. After a long time, even Quan Eun-he thought he had fallen asleep again. Jiang Wuyou said weakly, "You are shooting an advertisement today, right? I'm up."

After saying that, it was like slow motion. Jiang Wuyou pulled the thin quilt covered with his right hand, slowly got out of the bed, slowly put on a set of pajamas placed beside the bed, and slowly left the bedroom as if he was wandering.

"Yo, good morning, Goyo."

Since one time, Jiang Wuyou has the habit of sleeping naked from time to time, since then, Lin Runyan always waits in the living room whenever she comes to Jiang Wuyou. Although most of the time, Jiang Wuyou gets up early and even prepares breakfast for them. But sometimes, if Jiang Wuyou works late at night the night before, it is basically certain that Jiang Wuyou will sleep naked until they ask him to wake up.

Lin Runyan looked at the fashion magazines that suddenly became fresh on the table and curled her lips, "You never read these magazines from time to time. Didn't I tell you to read more when you are fine?"

Unfortunately, Jiang Wuyou, who was in a state of wandering, could never hear her. Jiang Wuyou entered the bathroom in a daze. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he patted his cheeks hard and stared at the mirror in the bathroom. Jiang Wuyou opened his mouth wide, widened his eyes, and rubbed his face with both hands and moved his expression.

"Ok, very good." Jiang Wuyou praised himself, "I finally woke up."

Walking out of the bathroom, Jiang Wuyou habitually wanted to turn right into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but Lin Runyan stopped him, "Wuyou, stop making it today, we bought it for you."

"Huh?" Jiang Wuyou was puzzled and walked over.

Looking at the classic Korean breakfast on the table: seaweed rice dumplings, Jiang Wuyou's mouth twitched. Although he didn't hate this thing, the habit he developed since childhood: white porridge and pasta made him a little resistant to the dry seaweed rice dumplings in front of him. However, after all, it was brought by them, Jiang Wuyou still sat down and prepared to have breakfast.

"What is this?" Jiang Wuyou asked, pointing to the thing placed next to the seaweed rice dumpling, "Does it look like it is for insulation?"

Lu Xiaodi quickly unscrewed the thermos cup, flipped the lid, and poured out the soup from the cup.

"Gooyu oppa, this is done for you..."

Without Lu Xiaodi's words, Jiang Wuyou knew that the classic taste was, "DaSauce Soup."

Even after living in Korea for nearly eight years, Jiang Wuyou was still a little resistant to drinking this strong soup early in the morning. But after all, Lu Xiaodi had already poured a bowl, and according to her meaning, she made it herself. Jiang Wuyou had to nodded with a weird expression and took it over.

After finishing breakfast quickly, Jiang Wuyou felt the strange smell in his mouth, and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth before coming out to face the three of them.

After looking at the watch, Quan Enhe turned to Lin Runyan, "Is one hour enough?"

Lin Runyan closed the magazine she was flipping through with a 'bang', "No problem, today is a school uniform advertisement, right? It's a young look, very simple."

In fact, as a makeup artist and stylist, Lin Runyan’s main job is to design Jiang Wuyou’s clothes that day, as well as the costume matching and decoration required for stage performances, followed by daily makeup. Finally, the biggest hair is hair dyeing, perming and other most time-consuming operations.

Lin Runyan handed the regular clothes she had always kept by her side and had already chosen to Jiang Wuyou, "Wear this outfit today, we will go to the beauty room later."

"Oh," Jiang Wuyou nodded in habit after taking the regular costume handed over by Lin Runyan. In addition to recordings of programs that do not have to meet fans, such as the late-night radio program like yesterday, Jiang Wuyou's daily dressing must be selected and matched by Lin Runyan. Although Jiang Wuyou was still a little resistant to this feeling of being completely dominated by others at the beginning, Jiang Wuyou felt that this was more convenient after getting used to it.

"By the way, don't forget to apply skin care water and skin care cream." Lin Runyan stared at Jiang Wuyou and reminded her.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuyou looked at Lin Runyan with a helpless expression. Seeing her firm eyes, he had to nod helplessly.

In fact, Jiang Wuyou has always been resistant to the "man makeup". If it is for the sake of performing on stage and applying makeup for the three-dimensionality of the camera, Jiang Wuyou can still accept it. Then, when you don't need to perform on stage, you still need to put on makeup, Jiang Wuyou is a little incomprehensible. However, thinking of Lin Runyan's expression that she told him to be yes, Jiang Wuyou felt a little confused.

Lin Runyan said to Jiang Wuyou with a serious expression, "The most important thing for an artist is that face. Although makeup can regain a person's life, if the foundation is not good or the foundation is broken, then for this artist, his future will be ruined. I know you are resistant to makeup, but skin care water and skin cream are used to maintain your skin and also weapons to reduce aging of your skin. Whether you listen or not depends on you, but for you to go long in this circle, I still hope you can keep it in your heart."

Recalling Lin Runyan's words, Jiang Wuyou nodded, "Wait for me for five minutes."

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Sitting in the beauty room, Jiang Wuyou looked at Lin Runyan holding the tool and was busy busying her head. Bored, he closed his eyes and waited for her to finish. As a result, not long after he closed his eyes, a crisp voice woke him up.

"Uncle~!"

Like a child, the pronunciation of each character has been much longer. Especially the ending sound, it is like singing, continuous. The soft sound is as sweet as marshmallow, and as smooth as chocolate.

Jiang Wuyou opened her eyes and looked at the bright smile of the person coming in the mirror. She felt like the sky was illuminated by her sweet smile, and she was also infected and laughed out loud.

"Xiao Zhiyeon, are you here too?"

"Hmph," I didn't know that Jiang Wuyou's words offended her. She pouted with her long hair and said, "Can't I come here anymore??"

Jiang Wuyou deliberately joked, "Oh, Xiao Zhiyeon, look at it like this, your eyes seem to be getting closer."

"What? Oh my god, you're the worst." Park Ji-yeon is usually the one who pays attention to her appearance. And when she plays with Ham Eun-jeong and Park Sun-young, she also cares about her appearance very much. When she jokes on weekdays, Ham Eun-jeong and Park Sun-young often say that she has a small distance between her eyes, so she cares very much about Kang Go-woo's statement.

Park Ji-yeon looked in the mirror and looked again and again. After not seeing any changes, she angrily waved her small fist and pretended to hit Kang Wu-woo. Originally, Kang Wu-woo thought Lin Runyeon, who was doing hair, would help block it, but unexpectedly, she saw Lin Runyeon dodging to the side and just made the route out. As a result, Kang Wu-woo was hit hard by Park Ji-yeon's "full of anger".

Jiang Wuyou, who originally felt that even if a little girl was beaten, finally paid a serious price for her carelessness. She only felt that the place she was beaten, and a burst of pain came to her mind, just like the whole brain was grabbed. Jiang Wuyou only felt a numbness in her body, and then the scorching feeling spread throughout her body from the place she was beaten.

Lin Runyan held Jiang Wuyou who wanted to stand up, and she was still doing her hair, so she couldn't let Jiang Wuyou move around. Park Ji-yeon looked at Jiang Wuyou's deformed face because of the pain, and seemed to feel a little reluctant, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, does it hurt?"

Looking at Park Ji-yeon's worried look, Kang Goo-woo couldn't blame her, so she had to squeeze out a smile, "It's okay, can a girl beat her? How can it hurt?"

Jiang Wuyou rubbed the injured area quietly and asked unintentionally, "But, Xiao Zhiyan, are you quite strong? Have you learned something?"

Hearing this, Park Ji-yeon smiled and raised her head, saying proudly, "Am I? I learned Taekwondo when I was five years old, and I am the third section of the black belt."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuyou's smile that was forced to squeeze out suddenly turned into a mourning look, and Lin Runyan, who was originally content with her hair for Jiang Wuyou, also staggered "accidentally".

The two of them turned their heads and stared at Park Ji-yeon, and their surprised expression made her even more proud. Park Ji-yeon made a taekwondo starter with a "ha" sound, pointing his right hand forward at Kang Wu-woo, staring at Kang Wu-woo with a smile on his narrow eyes, as if saying, "Why do we practice?"

Kang Gou-woo looked at Ji-yeon's movement and felt the hot pain in his body now. He quickly waved his hand and retreated back in fear, which made Park Ji-yeon laugh even happier.

"Okay, OK," Lin Runyan pointed to the makeup artist waiting there, "Ji Yeon, come and put on makeup quickly, let's go to the shooting scene together later."

Although Xiao Jiyeon didn't look so respectful to Kang Gouwoo, Park Jiyeon still responded obediently in the face of her elder sister Lin Runyeon, naughtyly stuck out her tongue at Kang Gouwoo, and happily jumped towards her makeup artist.

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Chapter completed!