Min Yunqi couldn't help but sighed, changed the plastic bag from his right hand to his left hand, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pretending to make a call: "Hello? Bang Shihyuk pd, hello!"

He was walking next to Song Zhiyu, and his voice was transmitted to Song Zhiyu's side word by word.

Hearing Fang Shihe's name, Song Zhiyu's ears twitched, he couldn't help raising his umbrella, and looked at the speaker.

"Okay pdnim, I'll be at the company soon, see you later!"

Min Yunqi pretended to hang up the phone, as if he didn't see Song Zhiyu, and continued to walk forward, slowing down, completely ignoring the race against time just now.

Song Zhiyu recognized the person he met at the convenience store in the morning when he said the second sentence. In fact, that person has a lot of memories, his skin is very fair, and his voice is very magnetic, so he recognized him quickly. over him.

It turns out that he is a bighit...

Song Zhiyu couldn't help but glanced at Min Yunqi again, this man was white and thin, and he had no other features besides being white, but he seemed to be a very nice person.

Not only kindly helped him show the way, but also stepped forward at such a critical moment, he is simply a contemporary living Bodhisattva!

However, in order not to be discovered by Min Yunqi, Song Zhiyu followed him slowly, separated a certain distance, and walked quietly, but the big suitcase next to him was not as he wished, and the sound of the pulleys rubbing against the ground was a bit harsh , reminding him all the time that he might have been discovered long ago.

but……

That can't be helped.

Song Zhiyu followed Min Yunqi a little depressed. Who told him to lose the business card Fang Shihyuk gave him, and only remembered Fang Shihyuk's name and a vague address.

Big Hit is not a well-known company, and I couldn't find it online, and I couldn't find out about it. The only time I found out about it was that he didn't understand it, but I guess even if he understood it, he wouldn't be able to understand it...so he can only try his luck.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

The two of them pretended to follow sneakily, and soon arrived near a small second-floor building.

Min Yunqi disappeared after entering the door, Song Zhiyu looked around, and finally found the lady at the front desk obediently: "Hello, is Mr. Fang Shihe in?"

"Hello..." The lady at the front desk was looking down at the document, but raised her head after hearing Song Zhiyu's voice, closed the document in an instant, and stood up excitedly: "I am here! I will take you now go up!"

A few days ago, Fang Shihe told them that a good-looking boy would come to him in the next few days, but he didn't expect that it was her turn today, and this person came just as soon as he said it!

God!What kind of luck is she!

The front desk was so happy that even the sound of knocking on Fang Shihe's office door became cheerful.

Fang Shihe in the room was also very surprised that he actually waited for Song Zhiyu. At this moment, he looked at Song Zhiyu eagerly as if looking at his own son. No, he is not worthy to recognize Song Zhiyu as his son. After all, behind that face is a mountain of Korean won!

"Song Zhiyuxi? Welcome! Are you tired from coming here at noon? Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink Coke?"

Fang Shihe was enthusiastic like an uncle next door, making Song Zhiyu a little at a loss, and would only wave his hands in embarrassment: "No, no, no!"

He wasn't very good at talking, but Fang Shihe's offensive was still very fierce, so he didn't give him room to interrupt. One second he asked him if he was thirsty, and the next second he took out the contract: "Our company Although it is small, it is not inferior to big companies—you can sign it without any problems, right?"

???

Song Zhiyu was deeply surprised, isn't this a bit too fast?

Fang Shihe wished Song Zhiyu could sign the contract directly, but that was obviously impossible. As a kind and caring boss, he would not do such things as forcing employees.

"Look! Come here and sit and watch! Take a closer look!"

Fang Shihe took Song Zhiyu to the desk and sat down, even took out the pen from the pen holder and put it in his hand.

"Thank you."

Seeing the pen that suddenly appeared in front of him, Song Zhiyu raised his head and thanked him, then continued to look down at the contract.

In fact, this contract is nothing to look at. There are millions of trainees in Korea, but not every trainee can survive to sign the contract.Fang Shihyuk showed that he liked him so much, so it was impossible to fool him with some ghost contract.Even if you fooled him, the worst case would be to terminate the contract and quit. It's not that you can't afford it.

However, it was the first time for him to read this kind of contract. Song Zhiyu was really curious, so he couldn't help flipping through the contract seriously, so let's take a look.

He reads the contract, and Bang Shi Hyuk watches him.

The black-haired boy sat quietly opposite him, unlike what he saw in the underground venue that night. When he got up, even the strands of his hair danced along with him. Now the strands of hair have softened and drooped along with the owner's eyelashes. It came down, trembling slightly, casting fine shadows.Holding the black pen with white onion-like fingers, the fingertips flipped over the paper, and Fang Shihe's mood jumped up a little bit, alas, he is really lucky!As long as this child grows up like this, who cares if he can sing and dance? !As long as Song Zhiyu makes his debut, they will win! !

Song Zhiyu was a quick reader and finished reading the dozen or so pages of the contract in a few minutes, turning to the last page and signing his name at the bottom.

"Good good!"

Fang Shihe accepted the contract contentedly, and then reached out to Song Zhiyu: "Welcome to join our company!"

Song Zhiyu also stretched out his hand and shook it with him. Unexpectedly, Fang Shihe was very excited, and the strength in his hand became stronger, and the joints of his hand hurt after pinching.

……

It's over.

Song Zhiyu could feel the pain along the veins in his arms all the way to the top of his head, and then his eyes turned red, and he almost cried again.

Fang Shihe also felt his emotional changes, and couldn't help but doubt his life, did he exert so much energy? ?

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Fang Shihe looked at the door: "Go in!"

Min Yunqi came in with a stack of A4 papers in his arms, and when he saw the two people in the room who were facing each other in a handshake posture, he took a step back subconsciously: "???"

Song Zhiyu also looked towards the door, and was really taken aback when he saw Min Yunqi.

Min Yunqi felt that he was like a frightened little rabbit, even his eyes were red.

Fang Shihe felt Min Yunqi's gaze, and immediately let go of Song Zhiyu's hand, and said with some embarrassment: "That Yunqi, this is a new trainee, you take him to find Namjoon and the others."

"Inside." Min Yunqi nodded, and put the things in his arms on Bang Shihyuk's desk, "This is the lyrics written by the children this week."

Song Zhiyu also stood up and walked out, Fang Shihe suddenly remembered something: "Did you bring your luggage when Zhiyu came?"

"It's downstairs at the front desk."

"Okay, I'll send someone to the dormitory in a while, and you can just go back to the dormitory with them at night. There are no fragile items in it, right?"

"No."

Fang Shihe was relieved, and showed his familiar father's smile again: "Okay, then go ahead."

Song Zhiyu followed Min Yunqi again, but this time both of them were aboveboard.

His eye sockets were still a little red, but his hands didn't hurt anymore, even if they were still red, those who didn't know thought he had suffered a lot.

Ugh.

Song Zhiyu looked at his hands and sighed, what should I do, I'm afraid he won't be able to hide his tricky behavior.

Min Yunqi led Song Zhiyu out of the company a few steps, walked into a small three-story building next to it, and then came to the basement floor.

Pushing open the door, several figures surrounded him in an instant.

"Brother Yunqi is back!"

"Brother Yunqi! What did Fang PD say?"

"Brother Yunqi—"

After seeing that Brother Yunqi was not the only one who came in, the rabbit-eyed boy immediately hid behind a boy with healthy skin, and they looked at each other in embarrassment.

"Are you all here?" Min Yunqi stood in front of Song Zhiyu and said, "This is the new trainee today."

After a few minutes, several people sat in a circle on the practice room floor and introduced themselves.

As a newcomer, Song Zhiyu was the first to introduce him. He smiled and said, "My name is Song Zhiyu. I know you. I met you. I was born in October 92."

At home, Song Zhiyu was the youngest of his generation. At school, he also looked younger than his peers because his birthday was too late. He was used to being the youngest in the circle, so at this moment he was very curious. Looking at the other people, although the two big-eyed children seemed to be junior high school students, the rest of them shouldn't be all older than him, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Min Yunqi sat up straight in surprise: "What? You are from 92?"

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