peninsula actor

Chapter 819

Lim Sang-woo

Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

As far as the eye could see, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high in the air, large posters, and light boards bearing her name.
Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

Everywhere they looked, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high, large posters, and light boards bearing her name. Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

Everywhere they looked, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high, large posters, and light boards bearing her name. Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

Everywhere they looked, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high, large posters, and light boards bearing her name. Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

Everywhere they looked, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high, large posters, and light boards bearing her name. Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

Therefore, we'll have to work a little harder for a while longer.

After finishing a promotional event, Jessica Jung took a car with her management team to the airport.

The air at the airport is always a mixture of disinfectant, the body odor of crowds, and the atmosphere of haste.

Jessica Jung was surrounded by a human wall of assistants and temporary security personnel, like a small boat that could be swallowed by a giant wave at any moment.

Jessica Jung wore a comfortable hoodie and flat shoes, with huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her taut jawline.

Jessica Jung's muscles were screaming silently, especially her lower back, which felt like a hard block of ice had been stuffed into it, cold and stiff. Every step she took was accompanied by a hidden soreness—the mark left by recording variety shows in the early hours of the morning for several days and maintaining a sitting posture for long periods of time.

Jessica Jung has been a trainee for so many years and has practiced dancing for many years, so she still has some hidden injuries.

Suddenly, like a ladle of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pan, a huge sound wave exploded in the airport without warning!

"Jessica! Jessica! Look here!"

"Sooyeon unnie! Ahhh—"

Jessica Jung! I love you!

Screams, shouts, and the frantic clicking of camera shutters instantly drowned out the airport announcements, merging into a powerful sonic wave that crashed against the massive floor-to-ceiling glass walls, creating a low, buzzing resonance. The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Behind her sunglasses, Jessica Jung's pupils contracted involuntarily, and her steps faltered slightly.

Everywhere they looked, there were surging crowds, cell phones held high, large posters, and light boards bearing her name. Lin Xiangyu and the others returned directly to the peninsula.

Jessica Jung, however, had no choice but to remain in China.

Jessica Jung could actually have chosen not to take on so many gigs.

However, as her fanbase grew, and fans wanted to see Jessica Jung, she had to increase her engagements and take advantage of her time participating in "I Am a Singer" to meet with her fans more often.

After "I Am a Singer" ends, I will definitely need to rest for a while after returning to the Peninsula.

Then there will be fewer opportunities to meet with Chinese fans.

(End of this chapter)