Chapter 235 She Likes This Change
If two people draw blue balls, it means that the remaining two people draw red balls by default.

Gong Liu looked at Lee Dong Wook beside him with a sad face, and there was a hint of disdain in his tone:

"Hey, why don't you bring something nice? Who wants a scarf that an uncle has used?"

Li Dongxu widened his eyes, put his hands on his waist, and said angrily and amusedly:

"You're just holding a book, how dare you say that to me? Seriously?"

After filming "Goblin", the two became like-minded friends.

Therefore, when talking, people often insult each other or make jokes.

Li Dongxu carefully folded his scarf, and suddenly thought of something, and turned his head and said:

"Ah, you actually called me uncle? Have you forgotten how old you are?"

"What's wrong? You are also an uncle in the eyes of others. Is there a problem?"

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't expect that the two big brothers would actually start bickering. He smiled helplessly.

The combined age of Gong Yoo and Lee Dong Wook is almost a hundred years old.

But now the way the two of them are bickering looks like those of beginners who have still kept their childishness.

Jiang Zhaohuan held the scented candle in his hand, walked to Pei Zhuxuan's side, and asked:
"Irene, where do you think we should go to exchange?"

This time the production team did not confiscate mobile phones, so they were able to check the map and choose the route.

Pei Zhuxuan looked down at her phone, thought for a while, pointed to a place and said:
"Shall we go this way? There's a high school over there, so there should be more people there."

"It probably won't work for high school. Hokkaido is different from other regions, and the winter vacation is longer."

"Hey, is that so? Then let's go to the market?"

"Yes, let's go."

The two walked side by side on the slope of Hakodate City, all the way towards Hakodate City Station Second Market.

It only takes fifteen minutes to walk from Kanemori Red Brick Warehouse.

Along the way, you can also look for passers-by who are willing to exchange items.

Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and shoes left a series of footprints on the road.

This is Bae Joo-hyun's first time in Hokkaido. Having watched many Japanese movies, she is quite yearning for this city.

It’s a pity that I’m here for work, not for tourism.

Bae Joo Hyun squatted down and took a photo of the slope, muttering softly:

"If I have the chance, I would like to come here and have a good look."

Talking to yourself, most people won’t respond.

Even if it's just a random sentence, generally no one will remember it.

But Jiang Zhaohuan is different, he will remember it.

He suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at her, and shook his phone:

"Irene, do you want me to take some pictures of you?"

As soon as these words came out, Bae Joo-hyun showed an indescribable expression and didn't know what to say for a while.

Should I give him some encouragement, or just... reject him politely?

When Jiang Zhaohuan saw Bae Zhuxuan staring at him without saying anything, he guessed what she was thinking.

He took a few steps back and squatted down.

Bend one leg and stretch the other leg, lower your body and place the arm holding the phone on one knee.

"Don't worry, I've learned it, very professionally."

This posture was indeed professional enough that it even made Bae Joo-hyun laugh.

She stood under the "Beware of Fox" sign on the street, puffing up her lips playfully.

Jiang Zhaohuan stared at the picture displayed on his mobile phone carefully and pressed the shooting button at the most appropriate angle and time.

After taking the photo, she did not forget to make the expression of a professional photographer, pouting her lips and nodding with satisfaction.

Pei Zhuxuan was amused by this expression again, and Jiang Zhaohuan did not waste the opportunity to take a few photos of her smiling face. He stood up and handed the phone to her, as if offering a treasure.

"How is it, has the technology made a lot of progress?"

Bae Joo-hyun looks at herself in the picture, both her expression and composition are great.

The most important thing is that I, who was only about 1.5 meters tall, felt like I had transformed myself into someone over 1.6 meters tall.

"Very impressive, it looks like a lot of effort has been put in."

"Yeah, I learned a little bit."

“What about your selfie?”

“…I can’t learn that.”

Bae Joo-hyun was not in a hurry to leave. She picked up her phone and asked others to help take a few photos as souvenirs.

When she takes photos of members on a daily basis, she also squats or bends her legs.

As a result, when I squatted down, I found that the height of that person was almost like a two-meter giant.

Bae Joo-hyun quickly stood up and only needed to lean back slightly to take a nice photo.

Tall people even have a natural advantage in taking photos.

She stared at the exaggerated length of Kang Do-hwan's legs in the photo, then glanced at the real long legs beside him and fell into deep thought.

It turns out that some people's long legs are not due to angles or photo-editing.

After taking pictures of each other, the two set out on their journey again.

As Bae Joo-hyun was walking, she found that she could not keep up. She looked down at the ground and found that Do-hwan walked 1.5 times as far as she did.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, quietly quickening her pace to keep up with the other person's pace.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet again.

Bae Joo-hyun, who was immersed in her own world, suddenly raised her head and realized something.

Since we met today, he seemed to be communicating with me in plain language.

Bae Joo-hyun couldn't help but frown. It seemed that someone had secretly taken advantage of the last plain language task.

She had no intention of pointing it out, and she even liked the change.

When they arrived at the market, they found that it was not much different from the market on the peninsula.

The only difference is that the items sold are more diverse. In addition to seafood, fruits and snacks, there are also clothes for sale.

But the biggest change is that there are no mountains of kimchi here.

Jiang Zhaohuan knew that Pei Zhuxuan's Japanese was not very good, so he took her to the first fruit stand and asked in fluent Japanese:
"Hello, we are filming a variety show. Would you like to appear on the show?"

The owner of the fruit stand was a housewife who looked to be in her forties. She smiled crescent-shaped when she heard this:

"Of course, is it a TV Hokkaido program?"

"No, my show is called "Slow Life" and it's on KBS Peninsula TV."

The fruit stand owner showed the standard Japanese expression of surprise, his eyes widened and he covered his mouth, his voice also rising:

"Red bean paste? Peninsula? Aren't you Japanese?"

“We are not Neon.”

"Is that so? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Jiang Zhaohuan translated the content of the task to her boss. She looked at the things in the hands of the two people and finally chose Bae Zhuxuan's woolen hat.

After all, the things at her fruit stall were not expensive, so she was thinking of changing them to something more expensive.

So the woolen hat worth 2000 yen turned into a melon worth 4800 yen.

Jiang Zhaohuan simply took the melon and walked away, ready to go to the next stall to exchange it.

He once again spoke fluent Japanese and asked:
"Hello, we are filming a variety show. Would you like to appear on the show?"

(End of this chapter)