After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

"Shengshi, are there any customs in your hometown?"

Cui Hansu gently touched him with his elbow, reminding him that it was his turn to share.

Song Shengshi came back to his senses from the memory of the sun shining brightly and being filled with petals. He raised his head and met the six pairs of eyes that were all looking at him.

There is curiosity, expectation, and encouragement.

The six people looked at him with different eyes, expecting him to tell stories from his hometown.

Song Shengshi chuckled and arranged the small teacups on the table in several rows, and then told in detail the stories about sacrifices and ancestor worship, parades and celebrations. Because he didn't know much about them, he could only briefly introduce them. The rule of respecting elders and younger ones.

Finally, he explained: "Although it sounds complicated and there are many processes, these are not insurmountable."

The statue of the god covered with thick hanging cloth flashed in his mind. He lowered his eyes and thought while speaking out his inner thoughts.

"Although on the surface they are busy for the dead and non-existent gods, in the final analysis, these red tapes are designated to serve the living, to unite people's hearts and provide peace of mind."

"The major event of the country lies in the sacrifice and the army."

Song Shengshi suddenly remembered an ancient essay he had learned in the university elective course "College Chinese" in his previous life, and subconsciously spoke it out.

Looking up at the circle of doubtful eyes around him, he laughed and said: "This is a sentence from an ancient Chinese text, which means 'sacrifice and the army are both national affairs'."

"There is also a saying in China: the laws of the ancestors are immutable."

"But in fact, just because it does not harm the interests of the people participating in the sacrifice, if it affects daily life or the time is not suitable, the ancestral method can also be adapted accordingly."

"Just like in my family, we would choose a time to go to worship, instead of specifically choosing a good and auspicious day, pushing away all the things that day, and just making sacrifices. That would be putting the cart before the horse and affecting normal life. "

"After all, the core is to unite people's hearts. As long as it is beneficial to the people, everything can be changed."

After Song Shengshi finished speaking, he pursed his lips with a tense look on his face, and quietly asked Xu Minghao, who was sitting on the other side: "Isn't this a bit pretentious and preachy?"

"No," Xu Minghao's eyes were full of admiration and love, "I think what you said is very good, very good."

When it was his turn, he told about his family's custom of worshiping the Kitchen God.

In the end, Xu Minghao concluded: "Because China has a saying of ranking among the immortals, basically the people worshiped are all positive immortals or gods. Even if they have done evil, they still have the opportunity to correct themselves and can be taught and become the gods who protect one side."

Xu Minghao looked very happy, and Song Shengshi felt that he really liked this kind of in-depth discussion, and his eyes were different.

South Korea's ghost culture is weak and is mostly related to witchcraft. Ordinary people also selectively worship Confucianism or Buddhism based on their own habits. Then, because of the invasion of Western culture in modern times, most Koreans believe in Christianity.

And because the Korean religious system is not perfect enough, there have been many messy branches. Some lawless elements have intercepted one or two paragraphs from religious scriptures and created a new god, deceiving the public who do not understand it, and then profiting from it, and even endangering human lives.

But the amazing thing is that after Seventeen Project was confirmed as a debut group, Hong Ji-soo was the only one in the group who believed in religion.

As a Korean American, I habitually pray before eating. Before coming to Korea, I was a member of the choir in the church in my neighborhood.

However, Hong Ji-soo has never sung a compliment since he came to Korea. Even if his teammates jokingly asked him to sing and show off his talents in the practice room, he just smiled and shook his head, took out his guitar and played the carefully prepared "Sunday" "morning".

Sunday morning rain is falling.

Is it raining in the heart of this young man who has come all the way across the ocean?