[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

Han Fengjin deeply felt that he shouldn't just eat that bowl of rice cakes at noon, such a small portion was not enough for an afternoon's physical exertion.By the time the teacher announced that it was over, a certain girl with long hair and big eyes was already lying on the floor and couldn't get up. The sweat on her forehead was pouring out like she didn't want money, and the clothes on her body were almost so soaked that water could be wrung out. Come.

"Xiao Jin~ Let's go eat~" Jin Junsu, who ran over from another trainee, said to the girl who fell on the ground with a flushed face.

Li Hyuk, who was also lying beside him, stretched out his hand and waved at Jin Junxiu, but he couldn't move anymore.

"Wow, what's going on with you guys?"

Jin Junxiu ran to Han Fengjin's side, looked at her almost soaked clothes and said with a smile, "Do you want to do this? Xiaojin, hurry up and wipe it off, or you'll catch a cold."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed Han Fengjin's shoulder.

As soon as she saw Junxiu coming, Feng Jin felt pitiful like a cat that had been hungry all day, and pretended to cry while grabbing Jin Junxiu's hand: "Wuuuuu Junxiu brother, I can't move anymore, you carry me home! I'm leaving Don’t move, woo woo woo.”

"Why are you going home? You don't want to come to practice at night?" Jin Junxiu said with a smile, reaching out to help her sit up.

"Maybe we're ready to take out the food. It seems that everyone doesn't have the strength to go out." The eldest brother Park Zhengzhu suggested that everyone looked eager to die of exhaustion.

"Zhajiang noodles!" Zheng Yunhao sat up cross-legged.

"Grape with seaweed!" Li Hyuk was also lying on the floor.

"Zha Jiang Noodles." Jung Soo-yeon, Choi Soo-young, and Kim Hyo-yeon said in unison.

Park Jung-soo turned his attention to Kim Jun-su and Han Feng-geun.

Jin Junxiu took out the small towel in Han Fengjin's pocket, and reached out to wipe the sweat that was pouring out of her forehead: "I'm ready to make fried noodles too, where is Xiaojin?"

Han Fengjin leaned on Jin Junxiu, feeling that his neck didn't even have the strength to support his brain, but when he thought of dinner, a lot of delicious food floated in front of his eyes, especially the spicy fried rice cake that he wanted to eat at noon but couldn't eat it , The saliva can't help but secrete.

"I, I, I," swallowed the non-existent saliva, Han Fengjin blinked his eyes, swallowed exaggeratedly, and his foodie attributes were instantly revealed: "I want to eat everything! Whether it's noodles with fried sauce It’s still kimbap or fried rice cake! I’m so hungry that I don’t have the energy to talk, woo woo woo…”

Looking at Han Fengjin who exudes the breath of "I'm so hungry, I'm starving to death, I want to eat", Jin Junxiu didn't know what to say, and Jung Soo-yeon, who was also very tired, managed to slow down and walked over Pulling up Han Fengjin who was leaning against Jin Junxiu, he took over the wet towel by the way: "Let's go, Xiaojin, go and wipe it, or you will be frozen."

Han Fengjin really wanted to stick to Jung Soo-yeon's body like a lump of mud, but seeing Jessica's cold and tired face, he finally gave up and let out a weak 'oh'.

Cui Xiuying and Jin Xiaoyuan looked at each other: "Let's go too."

Park Jung-soo nodded and said, "Then I'll order takeaway first."

"Brother Zhengzhu, I will pay Xiaojin's share first."

They are all trainees, and I am quite aware of how little their living expenses are and how tight their lives are. Not all trainees live in Seoul like him, Xiao Jin, and Hyuk Jae.So Junsu knew very well that Park Jungsu couldn't pay the bill.

Let's wait until the debut to talk about things like treats.

"Wow! Junxiu, you paid my share too!" Li Hyuk said with a smile.

Junxiu rolled his eyes at him, and muttered, "Do you think you are Xiaojin?"

Several boys and girls who were not assigned to the same team by Teacher Liu just got together and had dinner together. During the play, the oldest was 17 years old and the youngest was 10 years old. Boys and girls of different ages interacted with each other The relationship between them can't help but become more harmonious.

Fortunately for Feng Jin, the evening classes are not particularly physically demanding, there are 2 hours of musical instrument classes and [-] hours of language classes.However, everyone's course selection is different. The two courses of Han Fengjin and Jin Junxiu happen to be the same, both piano and Japanese.

Others either continue to practice dance or take English and Chinese classes.

Jessica Jessica has just returned from the United States. Although she has already transferred to a language school, listening and speaking of Korean is not a problem, but there are still deficiencies in reading and writing, so she went to Korean classes.

When the practice ended, Feng Jin was so sleepy that she didn't even want to lift her eyelids.

"Xiao Jin, don't sleep, go back to the dormitory quickly."

Jin Junxiu patted Han Fengjin's sleepy face and said.

"Aren't you going home?"

"Don't you usually go back tomorrow? Cough cough."

Junsu, who felt his throat a little itchy, coughed.

Han Fengjin opened his eyes and looked at him: "Cold?"

"Well, I'm going to buy medicine tomorrow, and I'll ask mom to make some ginger tea by the way."

"You don't know how to kick the quilt when you sleep at night? You still have a cold in summer, you really..."

Han Fengjin smiled and tidied up the Japanese notes on the table, "Let's go, I'm so sleepy—"

Han Fengjin yawned and rubbed his eyes.

Seeing her sleepy look, Jin Junxiu felt mischievous, and reached out to ruffle her hair.

When she returned to the dormitory, Jin Yan had already fallen asleep. After Han Fengjin finished washing gently, she shrank back into the bed with her swelled head, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Jin seems to have had a very long and deep dream. She in her 20s and her 10-year-old appear alternately, but they have different life styles and family backgrounds.

Han Fengjin, born on June 1989, 6, is a little girl who grew up in a wealthy family. She has a tall and handsome father who is a professor of mathematics at Seoul National University, and a beautiful and gentle piano teacher who graduated from the Royal Academy of Music and was a pianist in an orchestra. Her mother, her precocious younger brother who is three years younger than her but obviously inherited her father's talent, and a little bamboo horse Jin Junxiu who went to the same kindergarten and elementary school and used to live in the same street as her.

And Han Fengjin, who inherited her mother's talent, is particularly interested in music. Unlike her mother, she wanted to become an excellent singer since she was a child, and to pass on her music to everyone, hoping that everyone can feel her happiness and sadness.

Therefore, under the recommendation of the little bamboo horse Jin Junxiu, Han Fengjin, who participated in the Qinqin Song Festival and won the championship, got his wish and joined the s?m entertainment company. The hard trainee life imagined.

Her life had just begun, but it was replaced by Feng Jin.

What is the reason, no one knows.

As for Feng Jin's life?

It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, it's just a drama-like plain and bitter life mixed with all kinds of dog blood.

This is a strange feeling. The memories in the brain are like neatly combed hair, gently like silver threads floating in the air, and then one by one, they get into the black box and disappear.And another group of messy silver-gray silk threads rushed into the black box that seemed to be closed, and finally, everything became calm.

The girl on the small bed opened a pair of dark and bright eyes, which contained not only the original innocence of an 11-year-old girl, but also some maturity from nowhere.She picked up the ticking alarm clock from the pillow, and the hour hand was already pointing to the number '6'.

Six o'clock in the morning is the beginning of a new day.

She thought that the next day would be a new beginning, and the future would be worth looking forward to, but unexpectedly, something shocking happened.

She thought that Jin Junxiu's slightly hoarse voice was just like what he said, because he had a cold and had phlegm in his throat.

As everyone knows, it turned out that it was the beginning of a long period of voice change.

After nearly an hour of morning jogging, Feng Jin followed behind Jin Yan, had breakfast at a breakfast shop near the company, and the two walked towards different practice rooms.

The practice in the morning was vocal music. In the dance class yesterday afternoon, Mr. Liu divided the whole group into 6 teams, exactly 6 people in each team. With this arrangement, except for the increase and decrease of individual personnel, it is unlikely that any personnel will be promoted to Division A when the company is currently preparing for the debut of Kim Junsu and Kwon Boa.

She and Kim Hyo-yeon happened to be in one team, and Jung Soo-yeon and Choi Soo-young were in another team.

The other four girls in their team have never met, maybe they were originally a group.

During the breaks, those who went to the toilet went to the toilet, and those who visited the door. Although there was chatter in the practice room, it was not particularly noisy.

While recalling the knowledge taught by the vocal teacher, Han Fengjin listened uncontrollably to other people's words, and when the name 'Junxiu' occasionally flashed a few times, she gradually felt a little uneasy.

The people in the practice room slowly became impetuous, and their voices became louder and louder.

When her thoughts were still wandering, Li Hyuk walked up to her.

"Xiaojin, something happened to Junxiu."

Han Fengjin's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she stood up in a panic: "What's going on?"

Li Hyuk-jae's expression was obviously not right either, he looked at the little girl in front and said, "It seems that there is something wrong with my throat."

The three of them can be said to have grown up together, so they naturally understand how much Junxiu cares about his voice, and what happened to him is what he cares about the most, what will happen to the 14-year-old kid?

Han Fenggeun followed Lee Hyukjae, who was also worried, and planned to find Junsu, but was stopped by Park Jungsu, who discovered it in time.

"What are you doing, the teacher will be back soon."

Park Jung-soo asked while holding a person by the hand.

Han Fengjin looked at Jin Soo-yeon who also showed disapproving eyes, lowered his head and bit his lips.

"Brother, don't drag us, Junxiu has an accident and we have to go to him."

"We are also very worried about Junxiu's accident, but is there any use in the past now? We can only be anxious."

Park Jung-soo said seriously, "How many people are staring at us and want to step on us instead? It's not like you don't know, come back with me, and go back at noon."

"But……"

Just as Han Fengjin was about to say something, she saw the vocal music teacher walking over.

He looked at the few people blocking the door with a gloomy expression: "What are you doing here?"

Han Fenggeun looked at Jung Soo-yeon and shook her head at her, while Park Jung-soo apologized and pulled the two of them back to the middle of the classroom after giving up the stalemate and recovering their strength.

"I don't care if you have any urgent matters, just give me a serious class when it's time for class. If you don't want to, you can leave at any time. You are no longer welcome in this practice room."

The vocal teacher said with a cold face.

The vocal practice of just 2 hours may be because I didn't concentrate on it, so it felt particularly long. The most annoying thing is that the vocal teacher deliberately delayed the class.

After watching the vocal teacher leave, Li Hezai dragged Han Fengjin out.

"Wait a minute, Brother He Zai."

Feng Jin saw a small body sharply, and hurriedly called the person in front to stop.

Li He stopped and followed Han Fengjin's line of sight.

"Quan Zhilong Xi." Feng Jin stopped the little boy with earphones, "Excuse me, do you know where Jin Junxiu has gone?"

Quan Zhilong took off his earphones, looked at the little girl in front of him, and moved his eyes to the boy behind her who can often be seen playing with Jin Junxiu, and then turned his eyes back: "The Central Hospital Throat Department."

"Thank you Quan Zhilongxi, I will treat you to dinner next time!"

Han Fengjin, who dropped the sentence casually, dragged Li Hezai away.

Quan Zhilong, who was left behind, looked at her back with loose long hair and muttered: "You rude guy."

In this era when it is inconvenient to find someone without a mobile phone, Han Fengjin and Li Hyuk were lucky enough to find Kim Junsu who was hanging his head and didn't know what he was thinking on the chair outside the throat department.

"Handsome."

"Brother Handsome."

The two sat down on either side of him, one on the left and the other on the right.

Han Fengjin glanced back, there were 3 people standing in front of the doctor, one was Junxiu's mother, one was the head of the trainee department, and the other was a man who was often seen by Junxiu's side recently, listening to the practice The students said that he is the agent in the company, and after Junsu debuts, he may be the agent in charge of him.

Jin Junxiu raised his head, as if he wanted to smile, but the corners of his mouth curled up and then fell down again.

His eyes were red and swollen, and there were still some water stains in the corners of the eyes.It's not difficult to see that he just cried.

"Is Junxiu okay?" Li Hyuk asked anxiously.

Han Fengjin looked worriedly at the boy who lowered his head and said nothing: "Brother Junxiu, did you catch a cold and infect your throat?"

Jin Junxiu shook his head, nodded again, but still did not speak.

"Junxiu." Junxiu's mother walked out of the department, saw the two children, and said with a smile: "Feng Jinhe is here, wait at auntie's for dinner, and then auntie will send you back to the company. Junxiu, it's okay, you just happened to be here now It’s just the voice change period, don’t worry, just take a good rest at home these few days.”

Junxiu's mother comforted Junxiu a few words, and was pulled by the minister and manager to speak again.

Feng Jin obviously saw that Jin Junxiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had relaxed a little, but his eyebrows were still furrowed.

"Come on, go to my house for dinner."

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and harsh, as if caused by a drunkard's night of smoking.

After hearing his own voice, Jin Junxiu couldn't help pursing his lips, and his mood sank again.

Indeed, compared to yesterday's chat with them, with a clean voice that seemed to have no pollution, today's Junxiu's voice is so unpleasant that people can't help frowning, it's not a comfortable voice.

After lunch at Junxiu's house, at the dining table, Han Fengjin, Li Hyukjae, and Junxiu's twin brother Jin Junhao, the three tried their best to make use of their funny talents, trying to make Junxiu laugh, but there was no response.Junxiu finished his meal in silence, then returned to his room with his head down, leaving the three children silent.

"Don't be angry, Junxiu just can't accept it for a while, the voice change period, which boy doesn't have to go through it? It will pass soon, don't worry."

Although Junxiu's mother said so, her eyes were also stained with worry.

The two of them couldn't do anything to help, they could only worry about it on the sidelines.

After Junxiu's mother sent the two of them back to the company, she hurried home again.

"Junxiu will be fine."

Li He looked at Han Fengjin who was frowning, as if he was comforting her, but also seemed to be convincing himself.

It's really all right, it's just that I will definitely miss this opportunity to debut, Junxiu, he must be very disappointed, right?

Li He touched the top of Han Fengjin's head, looking like a big brother: "It seems that I have to take you back today."