u Zhengxun stretched out his hand to let Kim Taeyeon sit, and Zhang Zhuxian closed the door. “Something?” Xu Zhengxun asked. Kim Taeyeon nodded: “Joe Kyung-hwan asked him… to a Korean writer to ask about mv shooting. But I didn’t find it, and the phone was not busy. Let me ask.” After a pause, Kim Taeyeon looked at Seo Jung-hoon: “So I just talked to him just now? Is he doing something?” Xu Zhengxun paused, shrugged and smiled: “It’s something… there’s some trouble.” Kim Taeyeon frowned subconsciously: “What happened to him?” “Ha.” Xu Zhengxun snorted. Yan looked at Kim Taeyeon with a smile: “You really use the word’again’…” “Haha.” Kim Taeyeon pursed her mouth and looked at Xu Zhengxun: “So…what happened to him?” Xu Zhengxun looked strange. Looking at Kim Taeyeon: “I still want to ask you. Yesterday, what happened during the shooting?” Kim Taeyeon scratched her head blankly, and looked at Xu Zhengxun for a while: “We are all shooting the show. He is off the field and can happen. What… By the way.” 