seriously ill

Chapter 9

The final exam is getting closer, and Jung Ho-seok's dance is getting more and more proficient. In order to match with Jung Ho-seok, Park Jimin added a lot of strength to the softness of the dance, which is much more harmonious than the performance of the two before.

Min Yoongi also finally realized that the source of his discomfort was Jung Ho-seok, whom he had seen less and less.Although he usually annoyed Zheng Haoxi very much, but he couldn't stand it when he was not by her side.

Especially in the past few days when the exam is approaching, Zheng Haoxi is like a top, attending classes, practicing, preparing for the rehearsal of the final exam every day, and going to the dance room to practice dancing whenever he has time.

On the sink in the dormitory, he and Park Jimin also had less toiletries. The two often rehearse in the dance room all night, then sleep on the floor for a while, and get up at dawn to continue the new day's work.

The dormitory was suddenly much quieter and much bigger.

Jung Ho-seok must be very tired recently.

In the evening, after Min Yoongi practiced the piano, he felt a little hungry, so he went to the north gate of the school to have a little supper.I don't know if Zheng Haoxi had eaten, and he didn't eat with him after class in the afternoon, so he went directly to the dance studio.

It's almost eleven o'clock now, so practicing the dance for so long must be exhausting.Thinking about it, he called Zheng Haoxi.

"Hello." A slightly panting voice came through the phone.

"I'm eating supper outside now, do you have anything you want to eat?" Min Yoongi's voice was cold.

"Really?" Jung Hoseok's sudden increase in volume startled Min Yoongi, and he yelled over the phone, "Then I want fried noodles, fried chicken, coke, marinated eggs, and sweet and sour." Meat……"

"Brother, are you listening? By the way, Jimin, is there anything you want to eat? Just say, I'm treating you." Zheng Hoseok promised generously.

Min Yoongi froze on the spot with the phone in his hand, his face darkened, why did he want to bring him something to eat?Isn't this self-made?

Although Min Yoongi looked disgusted, in the end, he still sent the night snack to the dance room.

When we arrived, Jung Hoseok and Park Jimin were practicing. Min Yoongi didn't know how to dance, but he just thought it looked good.Min Yoongi is more interested in background music than dancing.He always thought that most dance music was more serious light music or folk music,

But this song has mixed a lot of jazz and R&B, and even added a little bit of rock and roll. It sounds very popular, but it doesn't bury the classical in it.

It seems that there is a hint of tragedy in a cluster of happiness, but there is no turning back.

"Wow!" Zheng Haoxi shouted excitedly when he saw the plastic bag in Min Yoongi's hand, and ran towards Min Yoongi

Park Jimin on the side also stopped, looking expectantly at Zheng Haoxi as he opened the package of the supper.

"You guys dance very well." It was a rare time for Min Yoongi to take the initiative to praise someone, and he also praised Zheng Haoxi by the way.

"Really?" Park Jimin smiled a little embarrassedly, but when he mentioned Jung Ho-seok, his eyes immediately burst into a radiant light: "But, Brother Yoongi, do you know that Ho-seok dances so well? He He is really super talented! He learns so fast, the kind that surprised me."

Zheng Haoxi listened to Park Jimin boasting about himself with a satisfied face, and was about to open his mouth, but it seemed that he was going to start the brain-dead show-off mode again, Min Yoongi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"What tune do you use for dancing? It's very nice."

"Ho Seok is really talented. This song was adapted by Ho Seok based on the original song. The style is far from the original song." Park Jimin's answer made Zheng Ho Seok very satisfied, and he felt very comfortable. He expressed his praise Looking at Park Jimin with his eyes, he patted him on the shoulder again, but with the other hand he snatched the freshly opened milk tea from Park Jimin's hand.

"Brother, why do you want to force me if you have Coke yourself?"

"I'll just taste it." Zheng Haoxi took a big gulp and opened his eyes wide. "Well, not bad."

Without hesitation, Zheng Hoseok handed the half-drinked Coke to Park Jimin: "Jimin, don't drink milk tea all the time, it's bad for your health, too many additives, drink Coke, be good."

"I don't! I want my milk tea!"

Park Jimin pushed the Coke away and almost climbed onto Zheng Ho-seok's body. While avoiding him with his body, Zheng Ho-seok seized the time to binge drink milk tea.

When Park Jimin finally grabbed the milk tea cup, it was already an empty cup.

"Jimin, I'll buy you milk tea next time. This time, you'll make do with it and drink some Coke." Zheng Haoxi flatteringly handed the Coke to the sad-looking Park Jimin.

"By the way, brother didn't buy it this time! It was brother Yoongi who bought it!"

……

Min Yoongi sat and watched the two chattering and fighting, and his head started to hurt again.

The author has something to say:

Where is Shuozhen, I don't know, I forgot about him.