Spiritualist In Korea: Chapter 616 outrageous

   Yang Huan arrived at Incheon Airport and was picked up by Chu Kang in the past. The voice sounds familiar, isn't it the man who answered the phone before? And only then did he notice that Chu Kang's accent didn't look like a Korean.

   "Are you from China?"

  Chu Kang nodded, Yang Huan, a well-known second generation in China, was no stranger to him. But the humiliation of being thrown by the elder brother to work beside Li Mo, the less people know about it, the better.

   So I know that I lightly replied, "Yes."

   But Yang Huan was not interested in inquiring about the people around Li Mo, and asked directly, "Where is Li Mo? I want to see him."

   "Now? He's on set and may not have time to see you."

   "Take me there, I haven't seen a Korean drama filming scene anyway."

   "Okay." Chu Kang did not object. After all, Li Mo did not say that Yang Huan could not be brought to the scene.

   At this time, "Counterattack! The crew of "My Goddess" is in full swing.

   The situation is not very good recently. In addition to the sudden illness of the actor, it is more not optimistic about the prospects of this TV series. Not because of the quality of the TV series, but because there are too many opponents.

  KBS will start broadcasting a large-scale historical drama tonight, and MBC will also join the competition at the same time in half a month, followed by "Counterattack!" My Goddess" aired on the same day, and was carefully prepared by SBS to bring together the miniseries of big-name actors.

   The three enemies in the front, middle and back are against "Counterattack! "My Goddess" is under siege, and the number of viewers of cable TV stations is less than that of the three major TV stations, so it is certain that they are not optimistic.

   So the closer to the broadcast day, the greater the impact on the crew.

  Li Mo had to put down the screenwriter's air, and discussed the plot of the first few episodes with Han Mingzhe several times, trying to reduce the bugs in the plot as much as possible to make it perfect.

   At this time, he is currently filming nervously, while Li Mo is sitting in the corner with his chin pressed and thinking about things.

  Cui Mishu, a middle-aged woman, had been bouncing in front of him long enough, it was time to kill her. Che Zhenghao's side is ready and ready to start at any time. But Li Mo wants to slow down. After the TV series is broadcast, it will be more enjoyable to double-slap in the face.

   He commented on "Counterattack! My Goddess is actually quite confident. First of all, the subject matter is relatively fresh. There are very few idols in South Korea. Generally, if the heroine is a star, she will appear as an actress most of the time, rather than a lower-status idol.

   In addition, the plot mainly talks about how a **** otaku man succeeds in holding a white, rich and beautiful goddess. In addition to being grounded, it can resonate with many ordinary young men. After all, who didn't chase after the stars when they were young, and didn't think about pressing the goddess who day and night on the bed when they were dreaming at night... er... rubbing?

   has the factors for success, but how it is, we will not be sure until the day it airs.

   At this time, Li Mo frowned and pulled out a book. One of the pages was scrawled over with short sentences that looked like lyrics. Yes, this is Krystal's masterpiece.

  Although Li Mo and Kim Taeyeon's collaboration song is a foregone conclusion, she is the one who got involved and shouldn't be jealous or angry. But the little girl felt that she couldn't be too insignificant, so she fiddled with this lyrics in her spare time.

   "Is it "Nothing"? To be reasonable, I'm the one that's not good." Li Mo read between the lines, Krystal revealed his self-deprecation, he could only sigh slightly, and then he collected himself and thought about how to compose the music.

  "It doesn't make sense at all why I'm staring at you

   Even if you complain about yourself, even if you try hard to hide, it will be futile

   I can't do this, I always think of you and want to tell you that I love you

  I'm also you in my dreams, I really love you even though it's not ridiculous

   A comfortable relationship is good even if we fight every day

  You still know my heart

   Even if I do whatever I want, you still accept everything from me

I only have you..... "

   He hummed the lyrics lightly, and a brisk melody emerged spontaneously in his mind. It's like when a girl is alone, humming softly that she doesn't consciously fall in love with a man she shouldn't fall in love with. It's not sadness and pain, it's just complaining about being unreasonable.

  I don't know how long it took before Li Mo realized that Krystal was sitting beside him, his eyes... um... looking at him madly.

   Take it as Li Mo's narcissism, anyway, he thinks so.

"finished?"

  Krystal came back to his senses and shook his head, "The camera suddenly broke, and the director is throwing a tantrum, so let's take a break."

   "Oh, I'm composing, do you want to listen?"

  Krystal's bright eyes were fixed on him, and the meaning was self-evident.

  The temporary composition is naturally rough, but the overall melody Li Mo has already settled. Because Li Mo does not want his life to become a bitter drama, the rhythm of the songs tends to be cheerful. Although love is bitter, he must face this feeling with a smile.

  Krystal naturally felt it, and snorted arrogantly and said nothing.

   "After writing it, I'm going to use this song as the OST of the TV series, so you can sing it, Xiujing."

   "Of course I sing, this is my song!"

   Li Mo looked at the girl with a wry smile, "Of course, I will write the name Zheng Xiujing in the column for the lyricist."

   "I didn't mean that, oppa you know."

   "Yeah, I know." Li Mo looked around and whispered in the girl's ear, "It's still a long time. If we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, don't be jealous."

   The heat tickled the girl's heart, Krystal blushed and turned to start, "How dare I be jealous, she's big, I'll have to see her face in the future."

   Li Mo was so moved that he wanted to cry, that such a good girl actually fell in love with him. Just as he was about to take out a heart and show it to Krystal to prove that his love for her is true, Chu Kang brought Yang Huan over.

   Li Mo's face turned straight, Krystal felt the change in his lover and couldn't help but look at Yang Huan. She couldn't understand, isn't this Oppa's good friend, why does it seem to be looking for faults?

   "Chu Kang, how did you bring people here?"

   Although Li Mo is his own boss, Chu Kang is not a good boy. He replied flatly, "The president didn't say no."

   caused some trouble for Li Mo, but Chu Kang had one of the few pleasures.

   Li Mo scolded inwardly, this guy is honest and has started to itch again for a few days now, and plans to find an opportunity to deduct his salary later.

   "Xiu Jing, please tell Han PD, I have left beforehand."

   "Yeah." Krystal responded, but his eyes kept rolling between the two.

   "Be honest about filming, don't think about what's there." After giving the girl a brain bang, Li Mocai left the scene with Yang Huan and Chu Kang in a happy mood.

   "She is your woman?"

   Back in the car, Yang Huan looked directly at Li Mo and asked, "Since you are all of the same kind, you know that my treatment of Yuexin is not too much. After all, I can't marry her."

   "I didn't accuse you, I just helped her out of sympathy. She made the decision, not me."

  Yang Huan was silent, and then said, "I know she is in New Zealand. I checked her entry record. I want to know where she is. I will not back down on the child's question."

   "Okay, let's talk about it after the baby is born."

  Yang Huan looked at Li Mo fiercely, "Li Mo, I don't want to turn against you!"

  Li Mo poked his ears at will, "I'm not afraid of you turning your face. Although it's a lot of work for me, but since I've managed it, I'll manage it to the end."

   "You!" Yang Huan was at a loss for words.