[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

In the end, Feng Jin still didn't post all the photos on Cy's Wo, but only selected a few photos of boys together, as well as photos of her and Junsu Hyuk Jae in cute poses.

From that day on, cy's nest, signed by ko-hibicus, changed from a world of beauties to a world of gourmet food.When the pink people on the Internet open the small nest every day to see if there is any update, they can find that ko’s small nest releases some food pictures almost regularly and quantitatively, with the name and method of the food attached, and according to the background of the food plate. If I guess, it should be KO's own.

Although everyone is very greedy when they see delicious food, but at the beginning they used to live their lives looking at the daily photos of ko girl, so they suddenly changed to delicious food, but it did not let most of the fans lose, but attracted many mother fans to leave a message board asked.

Even Jung Soo Yeon, who is on vacation in the United States, couldn't help but leave a message below

Jung Soo-yeon: Did you eat and drink a lot during the holidays, then gained weight so much that you can’t even post pictures of yourself now that you’re too fat?

Feng Jin couldn't help the black lines when she saw it, but subconsciously pinched the fat that appeared on her chin at some point.

ko-hibicus: I'm in the puberty period, so eating and drinking is of course inevitable.

Jung Soo Yeon: So you didn't refute my words, tell me, how much heavier.

ko-hibicus: Of course the growth period will be heavy!And I've grown taller!The bones are heavy!

Jung Soo Yeon: Did you break through 150 five?

ko-hibicus: ... I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! [Chinese]

Height is always a pain!

At this time, Feng Jin, who was still hovering at 153 and did not break through 155, wrote that line tearfully.

Jung Soo Yeon: Sure enough, she is fat hahaha.Also, I can't read Chinese.

ko-hibicus: dear, ebacksoon!

But if it's always good food, the original sister fans and male fans will probably leave gradually.So for a week, when the latest pictures of ko's nest were filled with delicacies, Minister Liang called.

The meaning is to let Feng Jin not only put these pictures of eating, there must be some personal photos.

When the phone call came, it was my mother who answered the call, so it was naturally my mother and Minister Liang who answered the call.

Feng Jin didn't care, but as a mother, Liu Yun's hands were really itchy.

The camera has been tightly grasped by Feng Jin for the past few days, and it will be taken back to the room to hide at night, and there is no chance for her to take a sneak shot. Although the phone also has the appearance function, it is not as clear as that camera after all. .

It's all right now, the directors of the company have spoken, so Feng Jin can't stop Liu Yun's bad taste anymore.

It just so happened that Feng Jin was being taught how to make cookies by Liu Yun that day, making her face pale, and she finally came out with the formed cookies when her mother stopped her.

Feng Jin, whose name was suddenly called, was caught off guard and turned to look at the source of the voice.

Her hands are wearing imitation ironing gloves, and she is holding a stack of burnt yellow cookies carefully. The tip of her upturned nose is stained with flour that has not been wiped off, and some of her face is also stained. Her neat bangs cover her full forehead , showing a pair of big black cat pupils, looking forward with a surprised expression, and a small mouth slightly opened in surprise.

It was a warm afternoon, the snow melted, and the warm winter sun shone through the window into the bright kitchen. The light that leaked in was like naughty notes, dancing on Feng Jin's black and loose long hair.

The name 'Cookie Girl', along with this photo of Feng Jin, swept all major websites like a gust of wind in the cold winter, and many people flocked to sign up for cy accounts to pay attention to Feng Jin's nest , Shouting 'cute' like swiping the screen below the message board.Because of the sudden surge in registrations and click-through rates, even the technicians who belonged to cy selfishly promoted ko's nest to the homepage, and hung it conspicuously.

The red is fast, the red is inexplicable, and the red Feng Jin is the first time in real life to meet fans on the Internet to give her gifts.

Although the representatives of the company were also very surprised, they obviously didn't have any vigorous publicity, but they were more likable than the combination they created with their hands.However, both the representatives and Li Xiuman, who had been paying attention to Han Fengjin for a long time, were happy with the result.Who wouldn't be happy to make this trainee, who is preparing to be a key training, popular without spending a single bit of human and financial resources?

Coming earlier than the start of school is practice. Feng Jin wanted to live in the free dormitory provided by the company with her bags and enjoy a group life, but by chance, after entering the dormitory of Junxiu and Hyejae, she laughed. So, pack up and go home.

The crowded room, mixed with all kinds of smells that cannot be named, and the clothes thrown around are really not suitable for a spoiled girl like her.

It's not that she can't bear hardships, it's just that she has practiced so hard during the day, and she will be tortured by a strange smell when she goes back at night, and she can't wash well and sleep well. She doesn't want to wrong herself so much.Anyway, the residential area is in the Jiangnan District like the company, and it's very close, and Minister Liang didn't ask or hint that she should move into the company's dormitory, so she doesn't have to be so obedient to live in it.

Staying in the company almost all day is much worse than being in school.Han Fengjin actually doesn't care who she teams up with for practice. Although she intends to be with people she knows better, she also understands that this is not something she can decide. Once again, as the youngest member of the team, Feng Jin It really fits the position.

God knows she really doesn't want to be a young lady at all.Is she willing to be one month younger than Jeon So Hyun?If possible, she also wanted to be born earlier, at least not to be seen as a younger sister by others.

Oh, and that unbearable height.

Why does the new dance teacher like to slip her position from the back to the middle of the team so much?Doesn't this make her look even shorter?

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, three, two, three, four." Hong Chengmei shouted the beat, watching everyone's uniform movements in the mirror, the sweat on her forehead slid directly from the corner of her forehead to her chin, dripping onto the wooden floor superior.

As the acting captain of the team nominated by Cha Sang-jae, Hong Sung-mi's pressure is not as small as others, but fortunately, the four girls in the team are not difficult to manage, especially Han Fengjin and Jeon So-hyun, although she I'm not very familiar with these two little sisters, but as long as they are obedient and don't like to make trouble, she is willing to treat them kindly.

"Ko, the movement is wrong again." Stopping the sound of shouting the beat, Hong Chengmei panted and turned sideways, looked at the little girl standing beside her, and instructed, "Turn sideways, and then swipe backwards Ding, the one you just had was too soft and lacking strength. Do it again."

Feng Jin nodded following Hong Chengmei's instructions, demonstrated a bit, and after seeing her satisfied eyes, started dancing again.

After the sweat on their bodies could drop to the weight of a glass of water, everyone finally challenged to the limit, and they all collapsed on the ground unbearably.

I don't know when a girl stood at the door, and I don't know how long she looked at her. She waved to everyone, then looked at Feng Jin and said, "Han Fengjinxi, Teacher Yu is looking for you."

Feng Jin blinked her eyes in surprise, got up and went to get the towel on the stool, wiped the sweat off her face vigorously, and followed the girl out.

"Did Teacher Yu say anything about it?"

Han Fengjin walked beside the girl, and stroked the wet bangs on her forehead. She knew that wearing bangs was the most troublesome thing when dancing, but she liked neatly combed bangs the most, looking at them with her big wet eyes looking at others.

This is really an incomprehensible bad taste.

"I don't know, I was also asked by the way when I was passing by." The girl shook her head and said.

Feng Jin lowered her head and stopped talking, took a deep breath, trying to calm down on her chest that was heaving violently due to the dance.

"Teacher Yu, I brought Han Fengjin." The girl knocked on the door of the recording studio, and opened it after hearing the voice inside.

Yu Yongzhen sat between the debugger and the long table, looked at the two people at the door, and said, "Thanks for your hard work, Xiben, you can continue recording. Han Fengjin, right, come in and sit down."

The girl named Xiben bent slightly, smiled at Feng Jin, then turned and left.

Feng Jin felt completely bewildered, and didn't understand why the company's songwriter Yu Yongzhen came to her.It stands to reason that she is just an ordinary trainee, so there is no reason for such a person to come looking for her?

"Don't be dumb, bring a chair and sit next to me."

Yu Yongzhen leaned on the boss chair, looked at the helpless girl standing at the door who didn't know what to do, and directed her funny.

After hearing his arrangement, Feng Jin seemed to have just reacted, lifted the four-corner chair from the corner, moved it to the side of Yu Yongzhen and sat down, and followed his movements.

As s?m's songwriter, Yu Yongzhen, of course, cannot call someone he is not familiar with for no reason, and he is still a trainee. I didn't know that there was such a good seed in the company.

This Yu Yongzhen's exclusive recording studio is not big, but every item is placed just right. Although it is crowded, it does not give people a feeling of depression.

Entering the door is a set of long sofas attached to the wall, and then there is a rectangular black long table like a bar counter in front of the debugging desk. There are two laptops on the long table, which seem to belong to Yu Yongzhen himself. And the debugging platform is naturally placed in front of the recording room blocked by transparent glass. Various machines that Feng Jin can’t name are placed on the debugging platform. The buttons that slide up and down are red, red and green, but she can probably guess , should be dedicated to recording.

Yu Yongzhen is sitting in front of the debugging desk, the boss chair can be rotated so that he can turn around and operate the two laptops on the long table while sitting on the chair.

As for the empty space between the long table and the debugging table near the wall, electronic pianos with keys of different tones were placed without waste.

What a perfect use of the entire studio space.

Yu Yongzhen took out the stave that he had kept for nearly a month from the drawer, put it in front of Feng Jin sitting, and asked, "Did you change this yourself?"

Feng Jin looked at Yu Yongzhen's amiable face, then turned her head to look at the sheet music full of her handwriting, hesitated for a while, and felt that denying it seemed not a good choice.Although she couldn't figure out what Yu Yongzhen was looking for her for.

"Yes, sir, what's the problem?"

Yu Yongzhen showed the eyes of "as expected", and looked at Feng Jin's expression as if he had dug a treasure: "Who did you learn from? Where is the teacher?"

"Self-taught, then discussed with friends, and revised after listening to opinions."

This friend naturally refers to Quan Zhilong and Min Yayi.

Ever since Quan Zhilong lent her the teaching book, she has basically been in a free-range state. Apart from completing the "adaptation" homework he assigned to her every month, she didn't care about anything.

However, there is no way around this. Quan Zhilong, like Han Fengjin, is advancing towards the goal of debut, which is an unclear future. They belong to two different entertainment companies, and spend their normal time with relatives and friends. Getting along is almost exhausted, let alone looking for each other specifically.Being able to communicate by writing letters every month is the safest and most efficient way.

Of course, they will also cooperate with each other's time, come out to meet once in a while, and when they meet, they will go straight to the topic and discuss the score. The final result is of course that Han Fengjin was scolded by Quan Zhilong and went home bloody Then Feng Jin stayed up all night playing the piano tinkling in the room to end.

However, although they only met a few times, the effect of Han Fengjin's progress is still obvious. Quan Zhilong is worthy of being one of the most outstanding music producers in the Korean entertainment industry in the future. Feng Jin is beyond the reach of someone whose mother taught traditional British music.

Two people can always strike a passionate spark because of different suggestions.

Sadly, the spark wasn't the spark of love.

Closer to home.

After hearing Han Fengjin's words, Yu Yongzhen nodded, and asked a few music theory knowledge, such as what, after learning about Han Fengjin's solid foundation, he smiled with satisfaction, and after a little guessing in his heart, he tried Said: "You can be my student."

"Ai?"

Feng Jin felt that her jaw was about to drop to the ground, before she made another embarrassment, she took the initiative to cover her open mouth with her hand, looking at Yu Yongzhen's expression, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't figure out what to do.

"student?"

What student?As a producer's student?Why?

"Yes, when I was a student, I taught you to arrange and compose music. You shouldn't waste this talent. If I didn't see your arrangement by chance, I might not know that there is such a person in the company. You Very good, solid foundation, rich knowledge of music theory, and there are always many whimsical ideas, I think, if you work hard and not be proud, you will also become an excellent music producer."

It's a pity that Yu Yongzhen doesn't have a beard, otherwise he could pretend [beep——] and touch his goatee, putting on an inscrutable look.

Han Fengjin was really surprised by Yu Yongzhen's decision, and didn't understand why he let such an influential producer make such a decision with just such an adaptation.

But to be honest, she was very happy.

It's like Yu Yongzhen felt that after he put forward this opinion, most people would accept it excitedly.

Han Fengjin also felt that after hearing this proposal, she would happily accept it.

Two people with the same wish hit it off at this moment.

But still have to figure it out.

"Why did the teacher come to me?" After Feng Jin agreed, she watched Yu Yongzhen immediately take out a bunch of materials from the box at her feet and pile them up in front of her, obviously as if she had been prepared.

"Because you're smart enough." Yu Yongzhen laughed, "I'm not joking. We, as teachers, almost knew your family situation when you entered the company, especially when your mother was a meta-pianist. , you don’t think that no one in the company pays attention to the development of the descendants of famous pianists?”

Feng Jin shook her head, Yu Yongzhen saw her obedient appearance, and continued talking.

"If I remember correctly, you were discovered by Cha Sangjae from the Kiss Song Festival, right? As a teacher, of course you can see at a glance who has a different understanding of music. You are very talented, and everyone can see It can be concluded that you are very hardworking. Now that you are in part a, you should work harder, right?

"However, one thing I want to remind you is that the content I teach you will not be added to the score of the personal assessment, because it is unfair to compare with others, although such things will inevitably be unfair. But What you have to do is to rely on your own strength to defeat those doubting voices, and tell others that even without these external help, your singing and dancing abilities alone are enough to crush them, understand?"

Feng Jin blinked those dazed eyes, Yu Yongzhen thought that the other party was really too young and didn't understand the reason, so he shook his head and said: "You may not understand what I'm saying now, but you just need to remember That's enough."

"Even if you become my student, it doesn't mean that you can relax your training. On the contrary, you have to work harder than those ordinary trainees, understand?"

Han Fengjin nodded in a murmur, looking at the item on the table that was probably for her, she instantly felt that Alexander, if she remembers correctly, Quan Zhilong sent her a new letter about "Modern Ballads and Pop Music" in January. The similarities and differences of homework, I feel that I can't sleep well this month.

Mom, they deprived me of the right to go shopping in the snack street.

"Okay, then, this is the basis I have sorted out. Although I know your foundation well, there are still some differences. You can take it back and read it, and mark out anything you don't understand, and then come to Just ask me, by the way, besides the piano, do you know other musical instruments?"

Yu Yongzhen moved the mouse and didn't know what he was doing on the computer. The sound of the piano sounded like flowing water in an instant. Feng Jin, who grew up listening to piano music, naturally knew what it was.

"I can also play some guitars, but it's limited to arranging music, and I can't do well with more difficult ones." Who let that cheap master abandon her for the end-of-year assessment? Her talent in guitar is really not very high, at most It is relying on practice makes perfect.

"It just so happens that I have a guitar here, then, you take it and play it." Yu Yongzhen stood up, took out a reddish-brown guitar from an unknown corner, and handed it to Feng Jin.

The little girl looked at the guitar in her bosom, which was obviously a higher grade than hers, and groped for a good pose, gently plucking a few strings.

"Wait, can you play and sing?"

Yu Yongzhen suddenly interrupted Feng Jin's prelude and asked.

Feng Jin nodded obediently: "Not very proficient, I haven't practiced much after the assessment."

After all, whoever sings the same song and plays the same piece for several months in a row will get tired of it.I'm really worried that if she debuts in the future, the song prepared by the company is a hit song, what will she do?You can't even sing in your dreams, right?

Yu Yongzhen nodded in understanding, and waved his hand indifferently: "You talk, I'll just listen."

Now that the other party said so, Feng Jin relaxed, and completely followed his memory and inertia, playing the guitar version of the song and singing at the same time.

Wen Xijun, who was standing at the door, looked at the little girl with slightly closed eyes with a strange look, wondering how she could make such a thick and clear voice with such a small body, which was different from Ren Zaifan's voice full of vicissitudes and sadness. The song, the little girl's singing, seems to be telling other people's emotional stories, with a little bit of sadness, and a little bit of hope for tomorrow, and she sang this song in another way.

Different from the seemingly tough heartbreak of the end-of-year assessment, this kind of faint sadness can actually grab other people's hearts better.

"Senior, hello."

After finishing playing, Han Fengjin found someone standing at the door, hurriedly stood up with the guitar in his arms, and bowed to Wen Xijun.

Wen Xijun waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, you sing well, what's your name?"

"My name is Han Fengjin." Han Fengjin had a reserved expression on her face, but Yu Yongzhen could clearly see that there was no tension in her eyes.

"What's the matter, Hee Joon?"

After Yu Yongzhen asked Han Fengjin to sit down again, he looked at Wen Xijun who walked to the sofa and asked.

"They're almost done recording, teacher, would you go and have a look?" Wen Xijun pointed to the recording studio next door.

Yu Yongzhen knew that he was talking about the new girl group that planned to debut at the end of January, so he nodded and said that he would go later, "Feng Jin, you go back to practice first, I will find Minister Liang to get your schedule later, and spare some time You come to my class."

"Yes."

"Go back now."

"Yes, teacher." Feng Jin hugged the materials, bowed to Yu Yongzhen, and bowed to Wen Xijun before leaving the recording studio.

Wen Xijun looked at Han Fengjin's back and said with a smile, "This girl is quite polite."

"That's it," Yu Yongzhen tidied up his desktop, took a notebook, followed Wen Xijun, and walked to the recording room next door, "Is the apprentice I fancy not outstanding?"

Being able to learn the knowledge of music arrangement openly, Feng Jin's mood was so joyful that she couldn't look at it, her face was shining brightly, and she thought that something good happened to her.

But when she told Quan Zhilong the news by phone, she realized a problem.

"Why does Teacher Yu want to teach you?"

Quan Zhilong asked a question on the phone.

"You know that s?m company does not support original lyrics and music, most of them are created by Mr. Yu himself, or they are the songs they searched for themselves, and to put it bluntly, s?m company's music style is single, you as A trainee is accepted as an apprentice by a songwriter producer, what is the purpose of learning this?"

"Can't we not talk about the purpose? It can't be that Mr. Yu saw my talent, so he used his bole spirit to discover me as a thousand-mile horse?"

Feng Jin asked.

But what Quan Zhilong said is indeed a problem, why did Yu Yongzhen accept her as his apprentice?Especially with her current status as a trainee who hasn't debuted yet?

"Are you dreaming? Han Fengjin, please, look outside, it's broad daylight, daydreams don't do that, right?" Quan Zhilong shook his head deeply, appreciating Han Fengjin's IQ deeply concerned. "Although I don't understand what's going on, you can learn as much as you can. If s?m can really support original singers who are not under their control, maybe I will change my opinion of them."

"Original singer... you look up to me." Feng Jin? A novice arranger? Da Mao? Han said with a smirk.

"Don't be so stupid, okay!" Quan Zhilong listened to the laughter next to his ear, "But don't think that you can't finish my homework now that you are Teacher Yu's student. Teacher Yu is Mr. Yu. Teacher, I am me, don't try to be lazy!"

"Can't you relax a bit, senior!" Han Fengjin vented his anger by knocking on the soft pillow in his hand, "I still want to be lazy!"

"You seem to be very free, so should I assign more homework? I also came here in the first year of junior high school. I will definitely be free after school starts. Sure enough, I should increase the amount of homework, right?" Quan Zhilong threatened with a smile.

"Ah! Don't be like this! Enough is enough! Let me have some free time! I haven't been on the street for a long time!"

"Oh, you're big! How polite! Why haven't you been out on the street for a long time, isn't that the girl with the bunny hat I saw last time in Myeongdong?"

"...you actually followed me!"

"Who is following you, idiot, Yong Pei and I went there to buy clothes."

"Yongpei? Dong Yongpei? You said you introduced me last time! As a result, I haven't even seen anyone."

"You will frighten him with your enthusiasm. I'd better not introduce you to each other."

"Hey, Senior Quan Zhilong, I'm a very shy girl, where is my enthusiasm?"

"Everywhere is enthusiastic, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to eat, hang up, bye."

"drop--"

Han Fengjin looked at the microphone in his hand, widened his eyes, wishing he could swallow it in one gulp.As an adult, as a mental age is slowly regressing, no, an adult who is slowly getting younger, why can't she talk about a 14-year-old junior high school student? !

Or are junior high school students all so eloquent?

Damn Quan Zhilong, just wait, I must write a [-]-word essay, I can't tell you that my surname is not Han! ! ! !

Han Fengjin, who stayed up late to write the 'paper', said that she wanted to cry without tears, and said that she would never do such a thing that an idiot dared to do again. For the [-]-word article, her eyes were so red that she stayed up until the next day. When I went to the company for training, I was dizzy and dizzy, as if I was going to catch a cold.

Then, when the actor who was the center of the topic came to her, she only felt that her head hurt even more.

Remember that 'love triangle' rumor?

It stands to reason that Jin Zaizhong fell in love with Min Derui, which had nothing to do with Han Fengjin.But I don't know why, everyone likes to bring these two people together, and 'Miss Min', who should be the heroine of the topic, has been thrown into an unknown corner.

Even though Han Fengjin is already a trainee in Part A, and the place where she practices is different from other people every day, she can still hear a lot of messages coming to her ears.

This made her unable to ignore the other party even if she wanted to.

Especially when she met face-to-face for the first time after hiding from each other for half a month, after being alienated for half a month.

"Little hibiscus."

Jin Jaejoong finally caught the girl who had been hiding from him for several days, he let out a sigh of relief as if exhausted, and slumped his shoulders.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

Jin Zaizhong looked at Han Fengjin and turned his head away, not looking at his dodging eyes. He asked with a bad expression and a bad tone.

"I didn't hide from you."

Feng Jin rolled her eyes uneasily and scanned her surroundings, but unfortunately, there was no one here.

"Did I do something to make you unhappy?" Jin Zaizhong saw Han Feng Jinyan's insincere expression, and then thought about how Jin Junxiu picked on his dancing movements in the past few weeks, he couldn't help but feel very headache.

"You can tell, did someone else say something bad?" Jin Zaizhong approached her, seeing her subconsciously retreating steps, he couldn't help frowning.

Han Fengjin's attitude was too strange, she clearly avoided him, but didn't explain the reason, he didn't understand the reason why the other party acted like this at all.

Do you want to drift away like those people you knew before?

I don't know why, as soon as this thought came to his mind, Jin Zaizhong immediately suppressed it. He didn't want the other party to become like those people, who could not remember clearly.

If you catch her today, you have to explain the reason no matter what.

"It's really all right, but I'm too tired from practice. I have to go there first. Sister Chengmei and the others are still waiting for me."

Feng Jin glanced at Jin Zaizhong, then lowered her head, walked around him and left.

No one saw her frown hidden under her bangs, and no one saw her clenched fists tucked into her sleeves.

"boom!"

"hiss--"

The sound of something hitting the ground and the sound of gasping for breath made Han Fengjin pause. She turned her head and looked at Jin Jaejoong who had fallen to the ground with a painful expression, and ran over in a panic.

"Brother Zaizhong! What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? What's going on? Did someone hit you? Brother Zaizhong?"

In a panic, Han Fengjin directly grabbed Jin Zaizhong's hand holding his ankle, lifted up his trousers, looked at the conspicuous bruises on the pale skin, and a faint mist floated into his eyes.

"What's going on? Did you hurt it during practice? Or did the coach hit you?"

Han Fengjin, who was snorting, pulled Jin Zaizhong's hand in a panic, looked at his ankle for a while, and looked at his painful face for a while, and the sourness in his heart suddenly rushed to his chest.

"It's okay, I just got upset."

Jin Zaizhong pulled out the hand held by Han Fengjin, and stood up by himself supporting the ground.

"How could this be sprained by myself! Don't lie to me!" Han Fengjin looked at the empty palm, slowly clenched it, and watched Jin Zaizhong stand up bravely.

"What's the benefit of me lying to you, you don't care about me anyway."

Jin Zaizhong said with a cold face, and then walked away leaning on the wall.

"I don't care about you! It's obvious that you are busy taking care of that sister Min, and it was not you who broke the appointment last time that you agreed to take me to eat ice cream hot pot."

What she dislikes the most is seeing Jin Jaejoong's strange expression on her face, it will give her the illusion that her heart is being held tightly, making it difficult to breathe.

"It was my sister who came to me that time. I wanted to explain to you the next day, who walked into the practice room and ignored me."

Jin Zaizhong leaned against the wall, looking down at Han Fengjin, his black eyes fixed on her.

"……is that so?"

Han Fengjin hesitated, looked at Jin Zaizhong, walked over tentatively, supported him, felt that he did not reject her, and finally fell into his heart.

"No matter what, you can't make fun of yourself. You have to apply this well, otherwise it will affect your practice!"

Jin Zaizhong looked at the top of Han Fengjin's black head, and his eyes flashed with relief. Thinking of what she said just now because of his indifference, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Xiaojin, she must be jealous, right?