Korean entertainment's strongest youngest

更新时间2015-1-3115:34:30字数：2386

(The first update today, the second update may be a little later, it is customary to ask for tickets and collections, thank you everyone)

"Brother Shengyou, did you often come to this store?" Stuffing a piece of barbecue into his mouth, Kim Jonghyun puffed his mouth and said, "I just saw that you and the aunt in this store are very familiar!"

After staying with Han Shengyou for a while, seeing that Han Shengyou didn't have the slightest airs towards him, Kim Jonghyun also slowly let go of his reserve, and became more casual when speaking.

"Nai, since I came to Seoul as a trainee in 2001, I have often come to this store. Maybe it is because of the Chinese. The president and aunt of this store are very kind to me, and they will give me a lot every time. Over time, we became good friends!" Han Shengyou replied while cutting the cooked meat on the dinner plate with scissors.

"Dear relatives?" Kim Jonghyun asked suspiciously.

Looking at the puzzled Kim Jonghyun, Han Shengyou realized the impact brought by cultural differences, and explained: "This friend is not the kind of friend in Korea, but a name in China, called Wangnianjiao!"

"Oh!" Jin Zhongxu nodded half-understanding, but immediately turned his attention to the barbecue in front of him again.

"Ah, Jonghyun, I want to tell you something, ah, slow down and eat the stinky boy, I haven't eaten a piece yet!" Seeing that Kim Jonghyun, who looked down at the plate and didn't care about himself, was crazily sweeping the barbecue, Han Shengyou couldn't help it immediately. Calm down, and stop talking.

"En? Brother Shengyou, what do you want to ask?" Kim Jonghyun asked innocently while biting a piece of barbecued meat.

"Forget it, you little brat, I won't understand even if I tell you!" Han Shengyou said while trying to squeeze the meat into his small dish.

"Oh!" After chewing the barbecue meat he was biting into, Kim Jonghyun patted Han Shengyou and said, "However, Brother Shengyou, do you know that you have multiple schizophrenia, and just now you said not to let me call you old?" But now they say that I am a little P child, contradicting themselves, is this the precursor of the schizophrenia that the tree said?"

"Ah, brat, brother kindly invited you to eat meat, and you still said that brother is sick, do you still have a conscience!" Han Shengyou said as he tapped Kim Jonghyun's head lightly with his chopsticks.

"Hey!" Kim Jonghyun is not stupid, it's best to keep jokes in moderation, so he just laughed, stopped talking, and continued his meat-eating business.

In this way, a friendship story in the Korean entertainment industry that began with a barbecue began in the winter of 2005.

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"Shengyou, Shengyou!" In SJ's dormitory, Ye Sheng, who has always had a craving for touching people, was lying on Han Shengyou's bed, enjoying the pleasure of touching Han Shengyou, and whispered softly Looking at Han Shengyou who was sleeping soundly.

"Hey Yixi, brother Yisheng, what are you doing, it's early in the morning!" Han Shengyou stretched out his hand to open the hand on his middle, then turned around, found a more comfortable position, and said impatiently.

"Hey, Shengyou, listen to my brother, didn't you tell us last time that you wrote a piece of music that even Teacher Li Xiuman was satisfied with?" Yisheng asked without giving up.

"Ah, so what?" Han Shengyou dragged the cup and rubbed his head against his head, and said hoarsely to Yisheng.

"Bragging, don't you believe me?" Yisheng sat down on Han Shengyou's bed and said disdainfully.

"Forget it if you don't believe me, you can leave now, Brother Yisheng, I still have to sleep?" Han Shengyou kicked Yisheng's ass while urging him to leave quickly.

Yisheng never dreamed that Han Shengyou would admit it so readily, not to mention that this is not the result he wanted.

"Shengyou, what are you doing, brother finally came to your dormitory, you can't do this to brother!" Yisheng threw himself on Han Shengyou, grabbed the hair on Han Shengyou's head, and said fiercely .

"Brother Yisheng, you came to our dormitory early in the morning, what are you doing!" Han Shengyou pushed Yisheng who was pressing on him away, and said angrily.After all, it is impossible for a 17-year-old child not to get up angry, let alone be pressed by the weight of a person.

"Are you awake?" Yisheng, who was pushed to the ground by Han Shengyou, was not angry, but got up, took a piece of paper in his hand, walked to Han Shengyou, and said flatteringly: "Shengyou Ah, look, this is the lyrics that my brother racked his brains to write these days, don't you know how to compose music, help me compose a song for this song."

Looking at Yisheng with a bright face, Han Shengyou couldn't get angry anymore, so he simply took the so-called piece of paper on which the lyrics were written from his hand, and looked carefully.

After looking at it for a while, Han Shengyou frowned, then glanced at Yisheng with an idiotic look.

"What's the matter, Shengyou, what's the problem?" Yisheng asked a little uncertainly after being stared at by Han Shengyou.

"Brother Yisheng, are you Chu Ding?" Han Shengyou asked.

"What are you talking about, my brother has gone to college, okay?"

"How can you explain the line in the lyrics, you are like my fried rice cake?"

"Because I like fried rice cakes the most, don't you know that?"

"Okay, even if this sentence can be explained, what about the next sentence, you are like my seaweed bibimbap?"

“The seaweed bibimbap tastes good too!”

Han Shengyou covered his head speechlessly, and said weakly: "Then tell me about the cotton candy below!"

"Oh, you said this sentence, you are like cotton candy in front of Hongdaemun!" Yesheng took the lyrics he wrote from Han Shengyou's hand, and said excitedly: "Shengyou, have you never eaten Hongdaemun?" The marshmallows over there, hehe, I will take you there to eat when I have time, it will melt in your mouth, it is delicious, sweet and greasy, and the crispness is unimaginable."

"Ah, Jin Zhongyun!" Han Shengyou hammered his bed angrily, then pointed to the door, and said to Yisheng: "Get out, hurry up, I don't want to see you again before nine o'clock this morning!"

"What's wrong!" Yisheng pouted aggrievedly, "Isn't it because my brother didn't take you to eat cotton candy, you are angry, oh, what a big deal, why are you still angry like a child, the big deal is rushing today After the announcement, bring one back for you!"

"Ah, Jin Zhongyun!"

"Why, isn't this just walking outside? Why is it so fierce?" Yisheng replied indifferently, but the more he said, the lower his voice was, because he just realized that the latter sentence was not the words of his own door-matched younger brother. movement.

Slowly turning his head, Jin Zhongyun was horrified to find that Jin Heechul, who was in the same dormitory with Han Shengyou, was sitting on his bed, rubbing the corners of his eyes, and looking at him with dissatisfaction.

"Brother Heechul, what are you doing!"

"come here!"

"Brother, I still have to catch up with the announcement, the manager is waiting for me outside!" Although Yisheng said so, he still moved towards Heeche with his feet.

He stared at Yisheng all the way from the door to his side, and when he stood still, Kim Heechul pounced and pressed him onto his bed.

"I let you write the lyrics!"

"I'll make you cotton candy!"

"I let you make people sleep at 6:[-] in the morning!"

"I'll let you……"

After being raped inhumanely by Kim Heechul for half an hour, Yesung left this sad place covered in scars.

"Shengyou, how did he come in!" Kim Heechul, who lay down on his bed again, said to Han Shengyou who was arranging his hair.

"I don't know, maybe I didn't lock the door before going to bed yesterday!"

"Be careful next time, make sure to lock the door before going to bed!"

"Guild, hiong!"