[Entertainment circle] What's the use of laying fat eggs

"Brother, do you want to help?"

Jiang Mingche came over quietly, and Min Yoongi was still buried in writing: "I don't need it now, I will tell you when I need help."

Jiang Mingche hummed, didn't look at what his brother had written, and returned to his seat honestly.

In a few days, March 3th will be Min Yoongi's first birthday as an idol singer.

In the process of transforming from a trainee to an idol singer, he has gained many things that he had never imagined before. Among them, what makes him most disturbed and regretful is still the unrequited love and support of fans.

On the surface, this man who looks as cold as ice and snow in winter has already written tenderness into every inch of his flesh and blood.

He couldn't accept all this with peace of mind, and it happened to be his birthday in a few days, so he thought of taking advantage of this opportunity to give fans some insignificant rewards.

He logged on to the shopping website, personally selected honey water and some snacks, drew his own cartoon head, and wrote notes by hand. During this time, he has been writing in his spare time. That's all, every sentence is impossible. Speak the truth in your mouth.

There was a lot of commotion when the large box of things ordered arrived at the company. Jiang Mingche was sitting next to the practice room and immersed himself in his homework. He had just written the last question when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Pu Zhixuan rushed over. She hooked his shoulders and asked him mysteriously: "Ming Che, have you finished your homework? Do you have any spare time?"

The homework of the second year of high school is still very simple for Jiang Mingche. The math has been completed, and now there is only one English homework left. It doesn't take too much time. He nodded and answered truthfully: "The last English homework doesn't take too long. Brother, what's the matter?"

"That's fine. It's fine. It's just that Nuna told me that there is something we need to help with. I just came to ask if you have time."

Pu Zhixuan paused, and glanced at the various tutorial books and textbooks piled up on the table. He always felt guilty for dragging the child who was addicted to study to play. He hesitated for a while, and said: "Why don't you go first?" Do your homework? Come to us when you are done."

Jiang Mingche thought for a while, everyone should be in the company at the moment, even if he goes, the help he can help is limited, it is better to finish the homework in hand first.So he hummed, lowered his head and started studying again.

About half an hour later, the last homework was finally completed. He stood up and moved his stiff limbs, carefully packed the books on the table and put them aside, then turned and walked to the office on the other side.

There were several large cardboard boxes on the table, and if nothing else happened, it should be Min Yoongi's [-] birthday presents for the fans. Park Zhijun, Zheng Haoxi, and Tian Jiuguo were already sitting on chairs and eagerly helping out.

"Oh? Xiao Che finished his homework? Come here and help."

Sitting down next to Tian Jiuguo, Jiang Mingche pointed to the pile of things on the table and asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Tian Jiuguo brought over the stickers, explained briefly and did not forget to make a demonstration. Jiang Mingche nodded, without further words, and started to stick the stickers on the honey water bottle according to the steps he said.

With one more person to help, the speed of gift packaging has been accelerated a lot.

After finally finishing all the packing tasks, Jiang Mingche quietly squatted down while his brother was still writing down something, and took one out of the big box full of cheering gifts, carefully putting it in his pocket.

"Go back and sleep quickly, don't stay up late, you know?"

Jiang Mingche still wanted to stay in the company to help out. Min Yoongi was very helpless to this enthusiastic younger brother who didn't want to leave. He patted his ass with a smile, and gave Park Zhijun and Tian Jiuguo who were watching the fun, motioning them to hurry up. The kid dragged away.

Jiang Mingche couldn't, so he had to go back to the practice room next to him, carrying his packed schoolbag on his back, and sat aside obediently waiting for the remaining two members to pack up and go back to the dormitory to rest together.

"It's so cold outside, Xiao Che needs to wear more clothes."

As soon as he came out of the company, his face was covered by the cold wind outside the house. Jiang Mingche couldn't hold back and sneezed. Seeing this, Pu Zhixuan quickly took off the scarf around his neck and helped him wrap it around.

It was still cold and windy in Seoul at the end of February, Jiang Mingche shrank his neck subconsciously, wrapped his down jacket tighter, sniffed, and followed Tian Jiuguo closely.

I don't know if it's because he drank a lot of milk with him. Tian Jiuguo has grown a lot taller recently. Although he is still a centimeter shorter than Jiang Mingche, he can still stand in front of him and block him from the blowing wind. cold wind.His body was much stronger than Jiang Mingche's. Seeing his relatives, he was very cold, so he quickly took a warm baby from his arms and stuffed it in his palm, hugging him behind him to protect him carefully.

Pu Zhixuan stood aside and looked a bit apprehensive, but he also knew that he was only 1.7 meters tall, so he would not be of much use at this time, unless he wore no less than five dwarf music artifacts.

I don't know how these two boys grew up, they were still small when they first came here, and they were taller than me in the blink of an eye...

He curled his lips and looked sadly at the two younger brothers who had become a pair of conjoined twins: "Should I stay under the car at this time?"

The meme of staying under the car was brought up by Jiang Mingche inadvertently. He translated the lyrics of the song in Korean to the members, because he thought it was very interesting, and it was no accident that it became a meme that the members used to tease from time to time.

Park Zhijuan looked at the two sticky younger brothers, and at the same time complained, he missed his relatives who had already returned to the dormitory early, and at this moment they were probably paralyzed on the bed and sleeping all over the place.

His eyes paused for a moment on Jiang Mingche's face flushed by the cold wind, and Pu Zhizheng sighed softly, pointing to a convenience store not far away: "I'm going to the convenience store to buy something, you two wait for me outside, I'll be there soon good."

After about 5 minutes, Pu Zhixuan wrapped his clothes tightly and came out of the store. He quickly opened the bag and handed over the still steaming hot milk: "Drink a cup of hot milk to warm up, hurry back to the dormitory." , the weather is too cold.”

Jiang Mingche almost couldn't wait to open the bottle cap, and poured tons and tons of milk into it. Although the wind was still cold, after drinking such a large cup of hot milk, his body was already much warmer.He belched contentedly, and Pu Zhixuan couldn't help laughing for a moment, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the milk stains on the corners of his lips: "Why are you drinking in such a hurry, and no one is robbing you."

"You can only be resurrected with full blood after drinking brother's milk."

This sentence successfully calmed down the slight jealousy that Pu Zhixuan had just had because the two younger brothers were too close. He patted his younger brother's shoulder with a smile and said nothing more. At this time, another cold wind blew, and the three of them At the same time, they shivered, and they didn't stay outside for too long, and they walked towards the dormitory hand in hand.

The members have already rested at the moment, taking advantage of Park Zhijun and Tian Jiuguo's time to take a bath, Jiang Mingche, who has finished washing in advance, carefully opened the backpack, took out a small packaging bag inside, and stuck a piece of paper on it. It seemed that there were some chocolates and throat lozenges in it, but it was a small gift that he sneaked in while Min Yoongi was not paying attention.

A total of more than 300 gifts have been prepared. Jiang Mingche has wanted this for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to ask his brother for it, and getting one back secretly made his conscience ache. He looked at the words written on the sticky note, but did not Don't regret your decision.

He smirked, afraid of disturbing his sleeping brothers, he quickly restrained himself, put the small package in his school uniform pocket, patted it lightly, folded it and put it next to the bed for tomorrow to wear, Jiang Ming Che raised the corners of his lips, got into the quilt again, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

By the time Min Yoongi returned home, it was already an hour later.He finally packed and sorted all the support gifts, and at this time he was also exhausted.

He opened the door, and couldn't help but yawned from sleepiness. He was about to take off his clothes and climb into his bed when he heard a faint whisper. He subconsciously glanced at the source of the sound, just in time to see Jiang Mingche turn around , lying on the bed in a rather distorted posture, he moved too much, and for a moment he didn't notice that he swept the school uniform that was originally stacked on the bedside to the ground.

If it wasn't too dark here, the shutter sound would be loud when taking pictures. Min Yoongi would definitely record his wonderful sleeping posture at the moment. When the child's birthday is this year, and then use it as a birthday black picture to celebrate, it will definitely be quite exciting.

Sighing with some regret, Min Yoongi squatted down and picked up the school uniform that fell on the ground. He wanted to fold it up for him and put it on the bedside again, but saw a small transparent bag dropped from the pocket of his clothes come out.

He bent down to pick it up, but found that it was vaguely familiar. He turned it over and looked at the words on the note paper. It was the gift he had prepared for fans not long ago.Min Yoongi raised his eyebrows, glanced at Jiang Mingche who was still sleeping soundly, smiled lightly and shook his head, after thinking about it, he took a pen and added something on the note before stuffing it back into his pocket.

The next morning, Jiang Mingche was the first to get out of bed as usual.

There are comeback activities in the past few days, and the members are very tired, so the task of taking him to and from school has to be temporarily handed over to the agent. After he changed his clothes, he got into the car, and the agent brought the hot milk and bread that he had just bought along the way. Handed it to him: "Eat these pads first, and wait until we go to school."

After all, Dayuan Foreign High School is a special high school, and now it is a sophomore, and its studies are much more intense than ordinary high schools. Jiang Mingche only goes to school once in four or five days, and there are still a few weirdos who can still rank among the top three in various exams. , He has been working hard to finish all his high school studies. Only when he has mastered these knowledge points in advance can he have enough time to learn more things.

Jiang Mingche returned to school, had to leave school early after the morning class, and was picked up by his manager to participate in the rehearsal and recording of the show.

After finishing all the work and returning to the dormitory, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and I still had to spare time to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and even temporarily guested on Tian Jiuguo's exclusive tutor to help with homework. For the rest time, it is considered a luxury to be able to sleep for four or five hours a day.

Jiang Mingche slipped his hand into the pocket of his school uniform. When he touched the bag, he froze for a moment. It took him a while to realize what it was.He was either busy with work or study all day today, completely forgot that there was such a special little gift in his pocket, he took it out and took a look, the contents were still the same, a pack of chocolate biscuits and a pack of throat moisteners Sugar, and other small snacks.

He turned the small bag over, only to find that a line of words suddenly appeared on the post-it note inside, but the handwriting was all too familiar.

On the pink post-it sticker, a sentence "I will always love you" was written with a marker pen, and below this sentence, an ordinary water-based pen was used to add a sentence:

"If you want to hear me say this, just come to me directly, you can't take it secretly anymore, you know?

——Your reputation does not have”