Shin Yoojung (2)
And no one will be more helpful than Lena Bjorndotti to set up an appointment with Shin Yoo-jung.
Shin Yoo-jung is being monitored by her cell phone and Lena is almost the only person in contact with her.
“I heard about what happened with Yoojung. I’m sorry. I don’t think there is anyone who cares for Yoojung as much as you, except for me. Their mother is a venomous dog. In Sweden, it would have been reported as child abuse.”
Working out with Lena, who lifts 300kg squats at the gym, wasn’t easy.
She was going into the Smith Machine and lifting the barbell while talking sloppyly.
Without any facial movement, she lifted a weight that was sufficient to crush and kill a person.
“And in order to achieve her dream, she must have the courage to fight with her mother, but it seems that Yoojung doesn’t have that yet. This is lightweight!!”
She suddenly went down screaming like Ronnie Coleman.
If you hit the explosive thighs with a bomb, you’ll be the equivalent of a Tsar Bomba.
She lowered the barbell as she exhaled, bearing the weight of herself and her surroundings.
She swept 1RM like a storm and laughed out loud as if she was satisfied with the subordinate on her leg.
“It’s your turn. cowboy.”
I also lift 230kg, a little lighter than her.
Unfortunately, I’m not capable enough to chatter with her.
I clenched my teeth and sat down and got up.
I can assure you, even if Lena is not, she will be twice as strong as me.
“More more more more more and more!!! push me!! Push it!!”
“aa!!”
It feels like all the strength in my body is running out when I barely follow the exercise.
“So what do you want to ask me?”
I said as I barely followed the exercise next to her deadlifting.
“When Shin Yoo-jung returns, will you give me some advice? I have something to say.”
“Aha. I know. But be careful. Their moms are going crazy these days. Even more so when I see you, right? You might get slapped on the cheek again! ha ha!
I have to say it’s Swedish delight.
Then she opened her eyes like a bird and looked around.
It was like a drug dealer looking for a police officer.
“The manager doesn’t exist. can i say That tight-knit manager always finds a way to intervene when I talk to Yoojung. And because I shoot a lot with a restraining gaze. tomorrow at five o’clock. Since we have a little bit of time, let’s make arrangements so that we can meet at that time. But it’s up to you to drop the manager. Romeo. I will talk to Juliet in advance, so I hope you have a good time.”
Seeing him even wink, I think he’s misunderstood something.
Does he even know that I became his girlfriend?
Exercising with Lena was enjoyable in its own way.
It would put a load on my whole body and I would have muscle aches the next day, but at least I got a lot out of it.
“Lena. We will run together in a dungeon later.”
“Good. Instead, after working out, you’re going to fight with me again.”
“Let’s go. Today I will buy meat.”
Lena continued speaking with a very serious expression.
“You will regret it. Do you remember how much I ate last time?”
“Well, that’s enough to make a living.”
She looked at me with open eyes and said.
“At that time, I was on a diet. I am eating a lot right now because I am in the period of gaining weight.”
“It wouldn’t make a big difference.”
First of all, we need to put some oil on the A class kids.
Because there is still a lot of information to be obtained from Class A.
“good. Let’s go. to eat.”
But I feel something unusual.
The unlimited refill meat shop on the street hurriedly shut the door as soon as Lena appeared on the street.
Like the bath owners who saw the plague, they waved their hands and blocked her wherever she went.
“no!! no. Guest. go away. Are you thinking of taking out all of our household items? We all know it’s an assassin sent from the house next door. Guest. I would like to ask you sincerely. Go next door and have a drink. Next door is tastier and has a lot more.”
I looked at Lena with a bewildered expression on her face.
“You said it. you’ll regret it There is only one home that can accept me here.”
As I followed her, there was a meat restaurant with a proud-looking boss.
It was a place where they counted as much as they were told.
“You are here.”
“It’s what I always ate.”
Lena puts a fire on the two tables.
As I watched the tables ripening on both sides, I couldn’t hide my uneasy feeling.
“One is small and slow. It needs to be about tuberuk to be able to handle me.”
The boss quickly sets it up as if he already knew her legend and majesty.
“I am a VIP here. He is the benefactor of the three meat restaurants.
I asked, putting the meat on both sides.
“So what has Anderson been up to these days?”
Her face was rotten again.
“Don’t even talk about that bastard. That child will not change even if he goes away for the rest of his life.”
I’m sure I gave him a bitter taste.
What else did you do?
“Even when I write after I’ve lost to Class C miscellaneous things, it’s no offense. Hehe. Because that’s what he said. He seemed to have come to his senses, but he didn’t go away for a few days. I’d rather a sparrow break the mill. It seemed like he was working hard for a day or two, but he crawled into the dungeon again, drank alcohol, handed over all the work to the deputy team leader, and played fresh again. After that, I’m still making a living with actual grades. You said that bastard was going to be shooting an advertisement soon, right?”
I’m going crazy
Shock therapy seems to have already crossed the Three Stream.
Sometimes, no matter what anyone says, someone who goes his own way looks great, but isn’t this bastard too my way?
Even Frank Sinatra is about to cry.
Perhaps this bastard won’t change unless he reworks his mind on a fundamental level.
However, it is a waste to leave that feeling of power alone…
How do I get rid of that bastard?
I’m worried.
However, my concerns turned to how to deal with Lena, who quickly inhales the meat on both sides.
A meal with Lena quickly emptied my bank account balance.
If there is a king-granted white elephant in modern society, it is most likely Lena Bjorndotti.
It was a price that seemed to understand why Shin Yoo-jung transferred the team dinner expenses to management.
I had an urge to use the dinner card given to me by Instructor Keira here.
I’ve had quite a craving for food since I started working out, but she felt like a black hole sucking in food.
It was as if there was a burning oven inside his body and he grilled meat in it, so even slightly under-roasted meat went in smoothly.
He seemed to be boasting about the taste of a three-year-old female by himself.
So the mealtime like forever was over.
“ah. I really enjoyed the meal.”
She ate well and continued talking as if embarrassed.
“Oh, I’m ashamed. You eat like a mammoth like this and don’t even do Dutch pay.”
I handed the card to the boss who looked like he pulled out the daily sales mulberry with a trembling hand.
It is correct to say ‘It’s okay’ here, but the words don’t come out pretty when you see what I ate for a day.
“I will pay you back for this. In the future, whenever there is information, we will pull it out, so be prepared.”
“haha. This is what you want.”
Lena stretched out pleasantly when she came out on the street.
“What are you going to do when you get back?”
“You have to practice fighting. Once you have the base, you need to train your skills right away. You don’t have to follow me. You have to train constantly…!”
She limped again.
“You can catch Anderson. I don’t know if it’s possible, but I’ll do my best.”
Lena will be my good ally.
Because she is a responsible person and does not neglect self-development.
She will make an appointment with Shin Yoo-jung sooner or later.
*
In Najin, Shin Yoojung sang the title song of her 2nd album.
On stage, she was like an angel.
“The Eminai movement is very revolutionary, I hope!”
“friend!! Talk directly to Comrade Shin Yoo-jeong. Is Comrade Shin Yoo-jung a comrade?”
It was not a good thing to come to Gaema Plateau, which now borders China, and say hello on stage.
She had a lot of work to do to come here, and she had work to do as a Guardian.
Last but not least, the signature action after the quick turn.
It was physically very tiring.
It felt like she was about to fall, but she struggled and persevered.
These events, such as intense choreography and movements, were difficult to keep up with compared to the exercise I did with Hobin oppa.
But every time she played at this event, every time she smiled at capitalism, it felt like her mental power was exhausted.
She almost collapsed, saying hello and running out.
Thousands of people flashed at her, but she greeted her with a fake smile and headed for the van.
It felt like I was being drained of mana every moment when the corner of my mouth was raised.
The first person she contacted was Lena.
Cosmic Star – I can’t eat it.
LB – Did the event go well?
Space Star – No. taste to die for kill me Lena. you are my heir
When she sends a penguin emoji swimming while crying, Lena sends a muscular male emoji to comfort her.
LB – I have good news. Cosmic Star – What is it? Can I retire?
LB – Mr. Los Angeles wants to meet you.
“What is Mr. Los Angeles?”
I had never met a Guardian with a nickname like that.
As she was about to send who it was, she pondered.
Mr. Los Angeles… Mr. LA…, Mr. LA? Hobin’s brother?
She immediately jumped up Pavat and grabbed her phone.
Seeing her regaining vitality after being dead all day, Manager Yeom looked at her with a surprised face, but the only thing that mattered to Shin Yoo-jeong was her conversation with him.
Cosmic Star – Uh. Mr Los Angeles good! he’s famous
LB – I also made a fake portfolio for your mother to bring. Bring me this and go see Romeo quickly.
The material she sent me told the story of the fictional American Guardian, Mr. Los Angeles.
“scent. When did you make this again?”
According to the portfolio, Mr. Los Angeles provides consulting services for people like her who are both celebrity and guardian.
As for the Guardian, it will be enough to keep her outsider mother away for a while.
Of course, once she starts digging in, you’ll have some trouble, but what are you going to say about meeting her?
She eagerly awaited an interview with Mr. LA.
Wednesday afternoon.
There are more than six events left until that day, but I’m sure you’ll be happy.
If you can stop watching
*
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Jang Moon-jung trained the housekeeper to prepare food for Shin Yoo-jeong, who had been working hard at the event yesterday as well.I thought I was going to quit the academy now because I look so tired these days, but I don’t want to collapse on stage.
Moreover, unlike other shriveled children, the daughter had a sensual body that resembled herself.
Helping her maintain such a body would be her job as both a mother and the representative of an agency.
“Yoo Jeong-ah. Should I get up?”
However, seeing her daughter going to the academy for some reason, Jang Moon-jung realized that something had changed.
Before entering class, her daughter was always preparing and reviewing.
But today, I was touching my hair with an iron.
“Mom?”
“Why do you touch your hair by yourself?”
“Oh~. this? image management. In the old days, I told you to go to school with your hair like that. If you are a celebrity, you should do it.”
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Jang Moon-jung looked at her daughter as if proud.“You are all grown up now. Now, it is clear that I am more interested in celebrities than Guardians.”
Shin Yoo-jung wanted to refute it at once, but talking with her mother is exhausting.
Even if we fight here, my mother is like a wall.
Because he always accepts only what he wants.
So, Shin Yu-jeong usually nodded her head and finished her work often.
“I saw someone in today’s schedule report…. It’s not that guy again, is it?”
Looking at him with suspicious eyes, Shin Yoo-jung is silent with an awkward smile.
“My name is Mr. Los Angeles, and I am a guardian management company in the United States. He said a lot of things that could be helpful for my overseas expansion. They also told me about styling that works well in America.”
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Jang Moon-jung was suspicious, but she has a salt manager.It’ll be fine if there are people reporting her every move.
‘My daughter wouldn’t dare lie to me. Because Yoojung is a good kid.’
“believe. our daughter. You can’t bring tears to my mother’s eyes.”
Shin Yoo-jung touched her hair and avoided Jang Moon-jung’s gaze.
Her mother’s gaze, as if piercing through her, gave an unpleasant feeling different from the gaze of the perverts who scan her whole body.
It would be enough to dismiss the perverts’ gazes who claim to be fans and stare at her thighs as a one-dimensional desire.
But her mother’s gaze gave her a mixed feeling.
First of all, when I looked at the eyes full of anticipation, I first felt that I was too tired to satisfy those expectations.
Shin Yoo-jung wanted to be a good daughter, but to do what she really wanted, she had to destroy her mother’s billions.
Another meaning felt in Jang Moon-jung’s eyes has been attached to the extent that it almost feels like a sticky feeling.
There were times when I felt bad because I thought that I was seeing her as an alter ego rather than her own daughter.
Shin Yoo-jung was exhausted in the cohabitation of those incompatible gazes.
‘But today, I don’t want to pay attention to that gaze.’
For today alone, I want to meet my brother without interruption from my mother.
*
It was when I got to the academy.
The salt manager showed up to announce the schedule as usual.
“Yoo Jeong-ah. Today’s schedule is…”
That was then.
A voice like a scream from hell.
It was one of the sounds he feared the most.
“Kee!!!!”
An unknown pterosaur with a bag of bread appeared, the leader of the group known as the most evil among the vicious Judeids.
He was a pterosaur and banshee.
That pterosaur who shows up every time we watch the show and interrupts the recording with screaming cheers…
He was a cadet of Fallen Hope!
Why has it never appeared before? And why did it appear now?
He appeared, leading his followers here and there.
“Keek!!”
“Kee!!!”
Screaming from here and there as if in a roundabout song, the Judodans rushed in with a Prestige Edition and a pen in one hand.
“Manager. Please stop it!”
In that situation, Shin Yoo-jung started running away quickly to somewhere.
“Yoo Jung-ah!”
While even the sound of calling her was drowned out by the pterosaur’s screams, Shin Yoo-jung laughed and ran.
It’s time to go see her Romeo without interruption.