904. Short-term Alba14

"Rossi, do you know a person by any chance? ’

Photographer Cha Myung Woo? Hmm. Since we worked together yesterday and completed the contract today, shouldn't we hardly fall into the category of acquaintances? Why is that?]

When I think about it, if I attacked Cristina, I loved my friend's friend. ’

[Oh, I see!]

‘And Cristina doesn't seem to have a good relationship with her husband. Seems like a very desirable way of looking at information windows. ’

[You found a way to squeeze in.]

‘If you have to steal someone you know anyway, it would be better for Cha Myung Woo to have very little luck. It'll make you feel less guilty. ’

The group gathered outside the studio on the first floor to attend the ceremony to make sure everything was done. There were 6 of them, including the models that finished filming today.

Myungwoo looks at the left and asks the other male step.

“What about dinner?”

“Ceremony has an appointment today. I guess they didn't expect us to catch them. ”

Unfortunately, the golden balance of three men and three women, including two female steps, was met. The two female employees in Cha Myung Woo's studio were not particularly ugly, but they were a common face to see everywhere. Thanks to that, a beautiful cristina stood out.

“Do you have a reservation for the meat? ”

“Yes, Jules. I've got it at a nearby store. ”

Whether Cha Myung Woo had just given instructions to the steps, a female step was reserved until the reservation.

“Let's go. It's a 10-minute walk from here. ”

Myungwoo was ahead and the rest of the staff followed. Me and Chris walked a little behind, and the sympathy band that we were both working on was a model, so we got along just fine.

“Chris, isn't it hard to model? ”

“It's fun.”

“You having fun?”

“Yes. I didn't come here to model at first. ”

“Really?"

“I wanted to be a singer. ”

“Singer? Idol? ”

I naturally turned the idol into a conversation because I had heard a little warning from Myungwoo. The user seems to be able to easily get acquainted with the target by telling it what it likes.

“Yes, I'm ashamed, but I came to Korea because I admired KPOP. ”

“But?”

“I tried, but it was too hard. It's hard to sing. ”

“You speak Korean well, don't you? It's still very natural. ”

“I couldn't do it then. And it's really hard to be a Korean idol. Everyone's so pretty and dances so well. ”

“Ah.”

“How many times have I dropped out of an audition and I'm out of practice, and you want me to call you from an interview? Why don't you try a model? ”

“Really?"

“I look for photographic models for magazines in clothing makers. He wants to feel exotic. ”

“Oh, good. ”

“That's where I first met Myung Woo. I was a photographer back then. ”

“I see.”

I learned more about my relationship with Myungwoo. For Cristina who had crossed over to Korea without anyone to rely on, her cheer would have been the same as the East End rope.

“So you've been together for a long time? ”

“Yeah. Since then, about two years? ”

“But don't the studio staff know you two are dating? ”

“No, I knew some of the employees. But I quit his job. The staff won't know anything right now. Myungwoo didn't introduce me. ”

Cristina's expression was a little dark.

I dug deeper to dig a gap between the two.

“Why? Because she's so pretty? ”

“Am I pretty? ”

“Why, men hide from their girlfriends when they're so pretty. ”

“Why?”

“Do you think people will notice? ”

“Kahahaha! That's funny! ”

Cristina cracks her belly, smiling and pounding my back.

It seemed like it was very fast for a man I had never met.

“Aren't you?”

“Everyone in Korea said I was like a doll. I don't think I'm that pretty. ”

“Chris is very humble. ”

“It's true. A face like mine is common in Russia. There are more beautiful women. ”

“You said Kim Tae-hee was plowing. Are you for real?"

“No, I don't think so. Thanks anyway, doc. You're handsome, too. ”

“Am I? ”

“Really. That's why I thought it was such a famous model the first time I saw it. But you said you were a college student.”

“Yes, I'm a sophomore now. ”

“You must be very popular with women. ”

“Me?”

“Yes, he's handsome, he's fit. In fact, you were in the middle of filming, so I didn't tell you, but you surprised me. It's so cool.”

“Too high.”

“Really. Especially the muscles here. It's so cool.”

Cristina suddenly puts her hands on her belly and strokes her abdomen. Suddenly, my body became sturdy without even knowing it.

How far does your hand go? ’

[Is it because he's a foreigner? You're very open.]

‘My boyfriend is right in front of me. ’

I had no idea what Cha Myung Woo was up to. Fortunately, he was distracted by the conversation with his subordinates.

“Khh, Chris. ”

“That's right. How old is he? I'm twenty-four. ”

“I'm three. ”

“Really? Let's be friends, then. ”

“I'm one year old. ”

“Who cares? He's only a year old. Don't say anything respectful, just relax. ”

“Well, is that okay? ”

“Yes, Dorun. Let's stay close. ”

Chris hesitated to shake his hand.

It was difficult to determine whether he was a good person or revealing a man.

“Yes."

Chris grips his hand tightly as he shakes his hand and gives it strength. Then he slightly raised his mouth and said:

“You have big hands. ”

“Huh?"

“No. Hehe. I think he's all grown up. ”

I was embarrassed by Chris's meaningful words, but Cha Myung Woo, who was leading, looked back and said.

“Here's the store. Shall we go in?”

While everyone was going into the restaurant, one male step and Cha Myung Woo, who was beside me, called me.

“Why don't you have a cigarette, too? ”

“Oh, is that so? ”

* * *

“Oh, is that so? ”

“I saw you smoking yesterday. ”

“Yes.”

While the women were entering the store and taking their place, the three men were outside having a cigarette conversation. Myungwoo asked.

“You've been talking to Cristina all day. What were you having so much fun talking about? ”

The lesson was hot inside. I realized that Myungwoo, Cristina and her boyfriend, were conscious.

‘I guess I pretended not to see it and snuck up on it. ’

“I was just asking about the model. Is it worth it? ”

“Really? Are you interested? ”

“I'm not sure about the professional model yet, but I've been thinking about it for a couple of days. ”

Fortunately, Cha Myung Woo's suspicions stopped there.

“I think he's talented enough. ”

“Me?”

“Of course, I'm the only photographer this year. I've met a lot of models, but she has a very vivid eye. Those guys always succeed later. ”

“I feel burdened that you keep complimenting me. Her career was a fitting model for a school photo shoot. ”

“Career on this floor is not important. Models are born anyway, so innate qualities are the most important. He's the best. ”

Myungwoo glanced at me and said.

He was somewhat overwhelmed by his gaze.

"What? Best quality? Why is this guy so gay every time he talks? ’

[It sounds a little bit like that.]

Do you mind if I take a look at the info window? ’

[It's still cool because you used it earlier.]

"Hmm. Somehow I doubt that. Seeing you and Cristina together doesn't make you gay. ’

[Maybe it's because you're that greedy.]

What do you want with a man? ’

[As a professional photographer. You can get excited by a good model.]

‘Then it's a good thing. ’

“The writer's giving me too much space. ”

“Haha. Anyway, I want you to take my proposal seriously. ”

“Yep.”

“Well, shall we go in? ”

Everyone was hungry because of the evening shoot. As soon as the meat came out, everyone swallowed saliva. Taun, who was the only man at his table, picked up his claws and baked pork belly hard.

The woman step, who has been watching the lesson since the time of filming, told him.

“Oh my God, you bake meat well. But can I have some meat? ”

“Yes? Why? ”

“Shouldn't you be in charge? Seems like you've been exercising a lot. ”

“What about dinner? ”

The female step flushed her face. My abdominals seemed to be swollen in front of my eyes, like a washing mat. He did not hate the female step that was interested in him, but he was afraid that he would get involved for no reason.

‘Well, even if it's too popular, it's a problem. Focusing on Cristina's attack doesn't bother me enough to deal with all this crap. ’

[You have to pay for your face. It's kind of like taxes for a good-looking guy.]

‘Well, maybe it'll get Cristina's attention. ’

What do you mean, induce attention?]

"There's a Bandwagon effect, a psychological ride to number one. The more interested the other girls are, the more interested Cristina is in me. ’

[Hoho. Is this a jealousy stunt?]

‘Exactly. Let's go out in a friendly churchy style today. ’

He revised the strategy. I deliberately flicked the lip service by placing a well-cooked piece of meat on the air rice of the woman's step sitting next to Chris.

“It's ripe, so try it. ”

“Oh, thank you. You must be very popular with the ladies. ”

“You're welcome.”

“Don't you have a girlfriend? You were with the girl you came in with yesterday, right? ”

He shrugs. After seeing the conversation with Yerim, it was a misunderstanding for anyone.

“Yerim? He's been my friend since I was a kid. I don't have a girlfriend. ”

“Oh, really? I thought she was your girlfriend because she looked so close, but she's a winner. ”

“So, you're Solloway. ”

“Yes, yes. Somehow. ”

Cristina, sitting across the street, suddenly lowers her glass and cuts off the flow as she continues to speak frankly with the other female steps.

“Here we go, cheers! ”

“Wow, do you know how to toast? ”

“Of course! Bam! ”

Cristina proposes a toast and takes a long shot of soju at the same time. Cristina quickly emptied her glass without getting thirsty, and immediately took a sip of soju into an empty cup of doctrine.

“Here, have a drink. ”

“You drink well. ”

“Soju is water. ”

Quack quack.

Cristina, who poured the glass, immediately turned the bottle on him.

“Give me a drink, too, Dean. ”

I also thought straight to my heart, following the drink.

You're a little irritated, aren't you? ’

[It seems so. But, sir, are you sure you're okay? You're also weak.]

‘So far, so good. Now that you've got a red face, I think you should start using items. Chris said he was picking out the last guy. ’

Alcohol lessons took place.

“I need to use the bathroom. ”

The lesson in the bathroom immediately swallowed an alcohol-resolved item. His weakness was the choice to deal with Cristina, per share.

The lesson of consuming the item stands in front of the toilet to drain the water, followed by a thunderstorm. He unzips next to him, then looks at him and smiles. He laughed strangely.

Are you drunk? ’

“I envy him. ”

“· · · Yes? ”

I was embarrassed by the words that I didn't know the meaning of, but the cheerleader kept saying.

“Isn't that great? What if it's big?"

“ · · · · · ·. ”

He felt like he was completely sober. I never thought I'd be complimented by a man who's not a woman. He stumbles across the wall as he zips it up without a word.

“Oh, you're drunk. ”

“You must have had a lot to eat. ”

“I just drank what I gave you, and here it is. ”

Suddenly, the whirling cheerleader grabbed his shoulder. And he said to her, smelling the alcohol.

“Don't you want to send the kids later and go somewhere nice with me? ”

“I like it.”

“Aigoo, where can a man be good? ”

Myungwoo continued to howl and suggested it to him. He replied, not wanting to get caught up, away from him.

“I think you're a little drunk. Wash up and come out. ”

He politely refuses and leaves the bathroom first, but Myung Woo mutters as he looks behind him.

“Whether to be naive or to be naive · · ·. ”

* * *

‘Oh, fuck. I'm surprised.'

The lesson that Myung Wu offered was strange, but instead of going straight back, I went out to the store and asked for a cigarette.

"When did he see me? ’

[I see. Maybe it's because you want to get to know your master? Like entertainment in a word.]

‘Sounds like entertainment. So you don't like the look in his eyes? ’

“What? I heard you were going to the bathroom. ”

Turning around, Chris comes out of the room with his arms crossed.

“Oh, Chris. ”

“No, keep it open. I don't care about the smell of cigarettes. I don't smoke.”

“I see. But you never talk to your boyfriend? ”

“Myungwoo? Yes. We decided to pretend we didn't know them. Why do you care? ”

“What · · · ·. If it doesn't work, it's a lie. ”

Cristina laughs as she hears the answer. It was hard to drink, but it seemed to be more drunk than usual.

“He's scared too, isn't he? ”

End

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