[Entertainment] Call me idol

Immediately, she stood up, hopped to the side of the backpack, put on her coat, took out her phone, and saw that it was the 17th today.

There were a lot of messages accumulated on the phone, some of which were obviously questions, but she didn't reply.There are still many unread ones, some of which are still a few days old.

Some got busy and opened the message to glance at it, and then forgot to reply after it was too late; some knew that there was a message on the phone but were too lazy to read it.

She thought that she was still moving forward according to the pace she planned, but in fact, she had been affected long ago without knowing it.

Song Mingyue simply sat down on the floor again, clicked on the message, and replied one by one from bottom to top.

[I have two tickets for the concert, do you want it? ] This is the news from Zhao Chengche two days ago.

Song Mingyue replied and thanked her earnestly.

There is also a copy of the notes given to her by the tablemate, the question about the piano selection asked by the elementary school girl, and the teacher asked if it seems that the concentration is poor when the class is too hard recently... Mrs. Li said that someone sent it to her at home. I bought a lot of strawberries and asked her to get a box to eat.

There is also Lee Jae-yeon's nonsense that he wants to surprise her and give her a surprise news.

Then came the news from Ms. Zheng.

[Mingyue, are you going home for dinner today?I cooked a big bone soup. 】

Going forward, Ms. Zheng has news coming in every day.The day before, I asked her if she would go home to get thick clothes. Remember not to catch a cold when the weather is cold.He also took the trouble to ask her questions about the quilt in the dormitory.She didn't reply either.

She replied to all the previous messages, that is, um, not going home, so there is no need for such a short sentence.

I suddenly remembered that I received a call from Ms. Zheng during lunch today. She was flipping through the piano score. In fact, she had no memory of what Ms. Zheng said, so she replied graciously.

With a sudden sore nose, Song Mingyue blinked back the tears in her eyes. After blinking for a long time, a drop of tears still fell on the phone screen.

What has she been doing this month?

The dance has not improved, and the voice has been suspended because of the voice-changing period. The voice should be used in moderation. The impatience during piano practice can only be said to be pure practice skills.

He ignored the people around him to the extreme.Is this what I want?No, I am not a person who dreams bigger than the sky.Dreams are not bigger than my life, dreams are just a part of my life.

With tears in her eyes, Song Mingyue quit Ms. Zheng's news page.Replying suddenly at such a late hour, Ms. Zheng will definitely be very worried tomorrow, and she will know that she is still up in the middle of the night.

Clicking it again is the news that Wu Shixun asked a few hours ago if he wanted to eat fried noodles.

Song Mingyue wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and after processing all the messages, she opened the address book... Hesitating whether to press Gao Enqing's number.

Eun Kyung is also very tired, her throat is hoarse from practicing rap, and she has to worry about her dancing.

While she was hesitating, Kakao came in with a message.

【are you busy?Haven't slept yet?Why are you replying to the message at this time? 】

[Inner, didn't senior not sleep either? ……Are you free right now? ] He hesitated for a moment, and typed the last few words.

【What's wrong?available. 】

……

Carrying high heels, Song Mingyue went down from the elevator wearing socks, then turned to the stairwell and sat on the steps.

It was really quiet at this time, and the whole building seemed to be asleep, but she knew it wasn't. There were trainees practicing in many practice rooms, and her roommates should be among them.

It was so quiet here that there was a sense of comfort, Song Mingyue smiled.Is it because you have eaten in the stairwell so many times that you subconsciously feel relaxed when you come here?

In the stairwell, one staircase leads to the basement, and the other door leads to the back door of the company. There is only a little light from the ventilation window. Song Mingyue lowered her head and began to check Twitter with some peace of mind to check the latest hot news...Senior Enche enlisted in the army, Shenqi Both my seniors and my youth are very popular in Japan, and the comments from fans are also very interesting.

Hearing footsteps suddenly, when Song Mingyue looked up, Wu Shixun was already standing in front of her panting slightly.

Wu Shixun looked down at her, with wet hair hanging down, with a serious expression, even wearing only a white shirt.

"How's your foot?" His voice was still panting, and he knelt down and put his hands on her knees.

"It's not particularly serious, but it hurts when I walk. Go back and apply ice. If the pain still persists tomorrow, I'll go to the hospital." Song Mingyue answered obediently.

Wu Shixun looked up at Song Mingyue who was sitting on the stairs slightly, and said seriously: "This is not acceptable. I remember what the company said? Excessive practice is not encouraged. Because once injured, more time will be lost, and there is still time to lose. It will affect the next schedule and the effect of the performance. Idol's body does not belong to him."

Song Mingyue also looked at Wu Shixun seriously. The light on the phone screen went out, and only silhouettes could be seen in the darkness, but she knew that the other party's eyes were full of sincerity and... worry.

"Nai, I know now." Song Mingyue pressed the phone and turned on the light.

Wu Shixun licked his lips. Only then did he see the red corners of Song Mingyue's eyes. He lowered his head and pressed his hands on Song Mingyue's lap to touch her fingertips.

He should have moved his hand away, but he didn't.

"Does it hurt when you twist it?" The words came out without thinking.

This is obviously nonsense, who doesn't hurt when twisted?

Wu Shixun thought to himself... Did the teacher in his class say that you have to think about things three times before you export them?Otherwise, just don't say anything and just laugh.He has practiced the shy, polite smile many times.

"Fortunately, there are more shocks." Song Mingyue thought about it.

Then the two of them muttered about a bunch of unnutritious and boring topics that neither of them knew how to start.How is it going?I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you look thinner?

Finally realizing that the topic was getting far away, Wu Shixun moved his hand away and pursed the corners of his lips.

"Let's go." Wu Shixun turned and squatted down, signaling Song Mingyue to lie down.

After waiting for a while, he found that Song Mingyue hadn't moved. He looked back and urged her silently.

Song Mingyue lay on her stomach, Wu Shixun supported her knees, and the two of them got very close in vain.

Song Mingyue put her arms around Wu Shixun when she was carried on her back, and found that the back was very secure, so she let go of her hands and put them on her shoulders.

The two remained silent all the way until they left the company.

When the cold wind blew, Song Mingyue felt a bit of coolness, while Wu Shixun was only wearing a shirt.

Song Mingyue stretched out her finger and touched Wu Shixun's hair, it was still wet.

"I just took a shower... my hair wasn't dry." Wu Shixun said a little awkwardly.

You can already think of the picture, Wu Shixun just came out of the shower and read the news, ran out without brushing his hair, without putting on his coat.

"I smell it."

"Mo?" Wu Shixun paused.

Song Mingyue put his hands on Wu Shixun's shoulders, lowered his head slightly and said, "The smell of shampoo."

Wu Shixun turned his head in great reaction, his ears felt hot, and he felt the person on his back became hot.After a while of silence, he said with a few twists: "Don't talk in my ear."

"Senior, senior." Song Mingyue smiled quietly, felt in his pocket, took out a tissue, and wiped it for Wu Shixun like a civet cat at home.

Wu Shixun stopped talking, just carried Song Mingyue on his back, and then walked towards the dormitory.

After wiping her hair, Song Mingyue fell silent, but curled a bunch of hair with her fingers and let it go.

"...I want to go home." Song Mingyue whispered.

Wu Shixun stopped going to the dormitory, and walked straight to the bus stop on the road.

Song Mingyue didn't make any excuses, and she didn't say anything to bother you, and Wu Shixun didn't say anything about sending you home.

Song Mingyue lowered her head and rested her chin on Wu Shixun's shoulder. She was really quiet, as if she heard the heartbeats of two people.

My home is also in this area.

Of course, otherwise we would all be in Wangyou Primary School.

When Song Mingyue opened the last door with the key, Wu Shixun was about to say goodbye.

But Song Mingyue pulled her clothes back, and the lights in the corridor had already been turned on. Under the warm yellow light, she raised her head, looked at Wu Shixun with a smile, and said, "The new hairstyle is really handsome."

Wu Shixun clenched his hand into a fist to cover the corner of his lower lip, turned his head to look aside, and then turned his head to look at Song Mingyue in the next second, bent slightly and said, "Is it only the hairstyle that is handsome?"

After saying this, Song Mingyue was fine, and Wu Shixun's ears turned red.

"Yeah." Wu Shixun said in a low voice in embarrassment, and was about to straighten up.

But Song Mingyue put a hand on her shoulder, and the corners of her eyes were still slightly red.Those eyes that seemed to be filled with stars, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and they were getting closer and closer.

"Cough." At the same time as there was a cough from the door, the lights in the room were turned on.Bright lights poured out, Wu Shixun stood up straight, subconsciously protecting Song Mingyue behind him.

I saw a man in pajamas with a golf club looking at him coldly. On the stairs opposite, a lady also looked at them with an unclear expression.

Song Mingyue leaned out from behind Wu Shixun: "Father? Mother?"

Wu Shixun's expression... management failed.

After being quiet for a long time, it seemed as if he could react, and hurriedly bowed at more than 90 degrees and said in a hurry: "Uncle and aunt. Hello."

……

In the living room, Song Mingyue was applying ice compresses by himself, Wu Shixun was sitting aside cautiously, full of anxiety, and Song Zhenglin was silent.Ms. Zheng poured a glass of water for one person.

"It's so late, thank you for sending us Mingyue back. Otherwise, we can sleep here, there is a guest room at home." Ms. Zheng said with a smile on her face.

Wu Shixun waved his hands quickly.

"Someone checked Shixun's dormitory. He can't stay outside." Song Mingyue said.

In the end, Song Zhenglin drove Wu Shixun back to the dormitory.Before leaving, Song Mingyue handed Song Zhenglin a coat, but Song Zhenglin was about to pick it up but found that Song Mingyue had already given it to Wu Shixun.And his coat is in the hands of Ms. Zheng.

Song Zhenglin got into the car with a cold face.

Ms. Zheng looked at Song Mingyue, and said casually, "There is someone in this child's dormitory to check, is he about to debut?"

"It is estimated that there will be a notice in January next year." Song Mingyue speculated.

"Then you? The company has a prohibition on dating, right?" Ms. Zheng frowned.

"Yes." Song Mingyue put his feet on the coffee table, and was soon attracted by the strawberries on the table, and ate strawberries happily with the fruit plate.

Ms. Zheng suddenly understood, stretched her brows and said, "Mrs. Li specially left this for you. Your father received the call to get it."

When Song Zhenglin came home, Song Mingyue had already taken a shower and fell asleep.

On the way back, Song Zhenglin thought a lot about what he wanted to say, but he couldn't make it. He only heard what Ms. Zheng told Song Mingyue that Song Mingyue asked him to ask for leave tomorrow morning, and he tossed and turned a little at night.

Ms. Zheng, who had already seen through a few points, slept soundly.

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Everyone should be able to complete this title, keke.

Thanks to the cat that eats fish for throwing a mine~, Kaisen.There is also "Moshanghua zm", irrigation nutrient solution +1, thank you~