[Entertainment] I became a world superstar

As soon as the Nanjing concert ended, except for Song Yujun, the other seven people took the plane back to China.

And Song Yujun stayed to audition.

If it passes smoothly, Song Yujun will stay here until the members on the 23rd come to Beijing, China for their second concert before they can meet up with the members.

When Tian Zhengguo left, he reluctantly pulled Song Junjun, trying to discuss with his agent.

"Or I won't leave, I'm afraid Brother Jun Jun will be scared here alone."

Song Yujun: ...?

Park Jimin exposed Tian Zhengguo's shameless reasons, "Come on, you just want to eat more lamb skewers, don't use Jun Jun as an excuse."

Tian Zhengguo pulled out an awkward yet polite smile.

Song Yujun was sitting in the waiting hall, watching the seven members checked their tickets and boarded the plane one by one, and each member waved to him when they left, obviously walking unhappily, but his back quickly disappeared at the boarding gate , For the first time, I felt empty in my heart.

This is the first time he has acted alone since he moved back to the dormitory. In the past, no matter how bad he was, he would always have a member by his side. Now he is alone in a foreign country, separated by such a long distance from the members.

Song Yujun had a little bit of understanding of how Kim Taeheng felt when the members left one day because the filming schedule was late.

I'm really not used to the lack of those noisy voices around me, it's strange and lonely.

Zheng Shizhen patted Song Yujun on the shoulder, "Why are you so sad, the members are driving away, and you are about to get on the plane, so you start to miss them?"

As one of the managers of BTS, Jung Se Jin specially stayed to take Song Yujun to China this time, not only him, but also equipped with a Chinese translator and itinerary.

"That's not true, it's just that I'm rarely separated from the members, and I'm not used to it."

Especially as the one left behind.

"Just get used to it. When you become more and more famous, you will definitely have more and more personal schedules." Zheng Shizhen said, "You will have many such moments in the future, so you can't rely too much on the members."

"Inside--"

Song Yujun responded with a drawn out tone.

"However, if you don't pass the audition, you might buy a plane ticket and go back that night, and you will be able to see him again soon. What are you worried about?"

Song Yujun: ...

"Brother, although you are telling the truth, we can be more tactful."

Are you just waiting for him to be brushed off?

Pushing the luggage by himself, Song Yujun boarded the plane to Beijing with his manager.

To be honest, BTS is not yet well-known in China. Although they have a lot of people at the airport, they are actually afraid that the tickets will not be sold if they can hold a concert in China.

Song Yujun didn't need to make any more disguises. He just put on a cap and a mask, and dragged his suitcase on the plane. There was no separation between the business class and the economy class of the short-haul plane. In addition, it was summer, so many students traveled During the peak period, all the business class tickets were sold out recently, so Song Junjun and his agent combined and bought two economy class tickets.

Suddenly it felt like they were left in China like two orphans.

Pulling the suitcase and queuing up to check in tickets with passers-by and boarding the plane, Song Yujun was worried at first that he would be recognized if he only wore a mask.

After all, he was quite well-known in China. He has been in the top 10 of the Gallup idol list for ten months. One can imagine how popular he is in China.

Until he successfully packed his luggage and sat in his seat, no one recognized him.

Haha, my own popularity estimate is too high.

Song Yujun rubbed the back of his head. Fortunately, he didn't tell his manager what he was worried about, otherwise he would be really ashamed.

There are three people in a row of seats in the economy class. When they checked in, they chose the window seat and the two middle seats. Song Yujun sat in it, and a big man from the manager sat in the middle seat aggrievedly, shrinking his legs. The shrunken feet look a little pitiful.

"How about we change it?" Song Yujun suggested seeing that Zheng Shizhen was not sitting comfortably.

Song Yujun also has a height of 1.7 meters three, but compared with the manager's 1.8 meters five, it is really not good enough. What's more, Song Yujun is an idol, not to mention body management, just the situation that he loses his weight no matter how he eats. It is half the size of Zheng Shizhen.

"No, just over an hour, you just sit inside." Zheng Shizhen rejected Song Yujun's proposal without hesitation.

He is still very professional, no matter what, Song Yujun is an idol, an entertainer, and he is responsible for sitting in the middle to keep him from strangers.

They are Koreans, and the whole conversation is in Korean. The uncle next to him probably has never seen a foreigner, so he keeps looking at the two of them with curious eyes.

He also muttered some words that Song Junjun couldn't understand. Anyway, it didn't sound like standard Mandarin, but a bit like what his teammates said.

Song Yujun was able to play with his mobile phone calmly at first, but later he couldn't ignore the sight of the uncle, and poked his head out from behind the manager's stalwart body.

"Hello, uncle."

The uncle had a miraculous look on his face, and he spoke like a scumbag, "Can the baby talk?"

Song Yujun:? ? ?

Forgive him, he has only learned Chinese for two months, and he can still understand standard Mandarin, but he really can't understand this kind of accent.

Zheng Shizhen looked at Song Yujun, then at the uncle, and evaluated it in his heart. After all, at his age, he didn't look like he would chase stars, so he didn't stop Song Yujun from continuing to talk to the uncle.

Song Yujun paused, "Uncle, I just learned some Chinese, so I can't understand what you said."

Suddenly, the uncle gave a thumbs up, "My baby is awesome, which country are you from? Come to China with Dad?"

Song Yujun barely understood it, he was asking him where he was from, and he selectively forgot about the sentence about coming to China with his father.

No matter how big Zheng Shizhen is, he won't be like his father, right?How can there be such a young father...

"I'm Korean, do you know? It's the country next to China."

"Oh oh oh! I know." The uncle clapped his hands, "My granddaughter likes a bean over there."

Song Yujun:? ? ?

Bean... what bean?

For the first time, Song Yujun fell into panic because of the language barrier, and couldn't communicate at all.

"Dou..." Song Yujun quickly brainstormed, thinking about what the word meant, and recalled several Chinese words about the pronunciation of dou.

The uncle should have seen Song Yujun's confusion, "Hey, it's not Dou... I forgot what it was called, my granddaughter kept talking about it, it's Ai Dou..."

Ai what beans...

Song Yujun muttered the word repeatedly in his mouth, and he had a flash of inspiration.

"You mean...idol?"

"That's right, that's right, it's that Aidou!" The uncle heard Song Yujun say the word that his granddaughter often said, and said excitedly, "My granddaughter really likes that Aidou, but I've always wondered why that Aidou The appearance is always changing, and the name is so strange..."

This... How should I explain to the elderly in Chinese that Ai Dou is not the name of a person, but the name of a group of people?

Song Yujun is worried that his vocabulary is still not enough, and he will have to work harder to learn Chinese in the future.

"This...idol is not a name...uh." Song Yujun gestured and found that he couldn't describe it accurately, so he could only give up.

The uncle didn't care. He took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it a few times. The mobile phone is not the latest model, but it is also the kind of smart phone that is not very friendly to the elderly.

After a few minutes, the uncle showed the phone to Song Yujun, "Look, this is the Douer my granddaughter likes."

Song Yujun took a closer look and was stunned.

There is a photo on the phone, and the protagonist Song Yujun in that photo is not unfamiliar, even very familiar, even knows when this photo was taken and what happened when it was taken.

Because the protagonist is himself—Song Yujun himself.

Zheng Shizhen also saw that photo, which is one of the album cover photos of Song Yujun's solo song "Sea". Song Yujun stood barefoot by the seaside, holding a Polaroid and smiling at the camera.

The agent panicked. He couldn't understand the conversation between Song Yujun and this passerby. He thought that this old man was so old that he wouldn't be able to chase stars. Why is there still a photo of Song Yujun in his phone? ?

Still sitting next to them?

It can't be an illegitimate meal, right? ?

Is there any illegitimate meal at such an age?

Three consecutive questions popped up in Zheng Shizhen's mind, and Wei An's body moved subconsciously, trying to separate the two of them.

Seeing that the manager's expression changed, Song Yujun knew that the brother had probably misunderstood. He didn't expect such a coincidence, and he didn't blame the manager for thinking wrong, so he quickly explained to him in Korean.

"Brother Shizhen, it's all right, this is not a fan, but his granddaughter..." Song Yujun laughed, "He didn't recognize me either, and he didn't expect such a coincidence to happen."

China is so big, I didn't expect to meet the fan's grandfather on a plane in a foreign country, and they chatted, what a coincidence?

Song Yujun asked the old man, "Uncle, do you think this... Dou looks good?"

"It looks good." The uncle didn't understand the conversation between Song Yujun and his agent, probably because he realized that they might also know the person in the photo, and praised him again and again, "Isn't it because my granddaughter likes it because she is good-looking? She doesn't like it if it looks good."

Song Yujun didn't understand half of it, maybe he understood the meaning, and couldn't laugh or cry.

To him... it seems like a compliment?

After all, good looks are also the capital of fans.

Is it so real?

"It's pretty good-looking." Song Yujun was assimilated by Jin Shuozhen, and he has become a lot more shameless recently, and he can even speak so naturally when he praises himself, "Your granddaughter really has vision."

"That's not true. This child has been able to catch good-looking people to his side since he was a child, and he likes those beautiful dolls..." When the uncle talked about his granddaughter, he opened up the topic and babbled endlessly.

Song Yujun smiled and listened to the uncle's words. Even though he couldn't understand many words, he still kept listening quietly. His eyes exposed outside the mask were slightly bent, and he would react to the uncle from time to time.

A well-behaved boy looks like a big boy.

This picture was captured by a fan who was sitting on the other side and recognized Song Yujun.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-0823:45:37~2020-06-0921:41:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 3 SOPE flowers bloomed; 1 obedient little cloth, [-] penguin lying on the ice cream;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：不负韶华20瓶；Hikaru光10瓶；铃儿响、三花枝呀、流烟、日见草5瓶；lilianwong2瓶；汤圆、墨鎖流年、Yuki1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!