[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

After the meeting at noon, it was practice again in the afternoon, but unlike Jun Suxian, Feng Jin went to Yu Yongzhen's recording studio first, handed over the lyrics and sheet music in his hand to him for comment, and then returned to the practice room, earnestly Repeating the action that lasted in the morning.

The time for dinner was approaching. According to Jin Yingmin's arrangement, Feng Jin was going to go home straight away. It seemed that there were other arrangements at home, but neither the VJ nor the director said anything.

After Feng Jin asked twice, she stopped talking and just shut up and went back.

It's okay to let her shoot MVs and videos, and it's okay to sing and dance, but it's really difficult for her to face the camera alone and talk to herself in front of others.

Feng Jin returned home with three followers. Fortunately, although Feng Jin made up his mind not to say a word on the way, the director took the initiative to ask some questions. When someone asked, Feng Jin answered more naturally. Although it can't be said to be very lively, at least it is not deserted.

The camera followed Feng Jin into the Han residence.

"I am back."

Feng Jin stood at the door, changing into her slippers while saying hello.

Han Jing, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, turned his head, looked at the people behind Feng Jin, blinked, and asked, "Who are they?"

"It's a follow-up person arranged by the company."

Feng Jin replied casually, and the three people behind showed doubts.

"Oh, Mom is back, helping you pack your luggage upstairs."

"Luggage?" Frowning strangely, Feng Jin asked, "What luggage?"

"They said they wanted you to move to the dormitory." Han Jing said, and then looked at the confused three people behind Feng Jin, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Sister, you speak Chinese, they don't understand Yes."

After he said this, Feng Jin realized it.

When Han Jing was at home, he was used to speaking Chinese, because for some reason, he seemed to be good at speaking Chinese after all, and he often made mistakes in grammar and so on in Korean.And Feng Jin is also used to changing the tone of the other party's speech, because it is too natural, it feels like a dialect and official language, and I don't think it is strange.

Feng Jin felt that he had switched back to Korean, and nodded embarrassedly at the camera: "Sorry, I'm used to it at home."

The director asked at the right time: "Does Feng Jinxi know Chinese?"

Isn't this already marked on the data?

Feng Jin smiled and said, "Yes, my mother is British-Chinese, and Chinese is her second mother tongue, so we will learn it too."

Bringing a few people to her room, when Feng Jin passed by her younger brother, when she saw Kiki lying in his arms, she was slightly relieved.

Feng Jin's room is very clean and tidy. Except for the soft dolls on the princess bed, which seem a bit messy, the rest of the room is very tidy, whether it's books arranged according to height during the summer vacation, or the CD rack according to the year. The CDs listed, these small details can reveal the obsessive-compulsive disorder in Feng Jin's subconscious.

The camera specially paused for a few seconds on the placed piano, and then moved to Feng Jin's desk. Slender pencils of various colors were neatly stacked on a large stack of blank staves. A wooden pen holder, in which various fountain pens of the same style and different colors are neatly placed.

"Feng Jinxi likes colored pens?"

"En." Feng Jin nodded, stretched out his hand to pick up a red pencil, twirled it casually in his hand, and then put it back again, "I like colors very much, I feel that the world will be richer in this way, and writing When writing lyrics and music, different colors can bring different inspirations, for example, blue can think of the sky or the ocean, doubt is hesitation, it is such a similar feeling, and the association is wider."

Liu Yun was sitting beside her daughter's bed, looking at the things in the closet and worrying: "Little Jin, how many things do you want to bring?"

Feng Jin's wardrobe is full of clothes that Liu Yun bought for her, in various styles, if not because Feng Jin is still too small, some clothes are not suitable for wearing, it is estimated that the clothes in her wardrobe can be directly used as a clothing store Sold like that.

"mom?"

Feng Jin walked over strangely, sat next to her, and held a baby bear in her arms: "Why do you need to pack your luggage? No one told me what to do? Are we going to move?"

"It's not that we want to move, it's you who want to move into the dormitory."

Liu Yun looked back at the closet, looked at her daughter and said.

"Dormitory?" Feng Jin frowned strangely, "What dormitory?"

When he turned to look at the camera, no one responded.

Liu Yun patted Feng Jin on the shoulder: "People from your company called today, saying that in the next time, until you are sure whether you can make your debut, you have to live in the dormitory arranged by the company. For convenience , I will directly ask Lei Wen to live in the opposite of your dormitory, so that I can take better care of you."

"A dormitory?" Feng Jin's eyes widened, "Then Suxian will also live in a dormitory? Shall we live together?"

The director said: "You don't live together, one of you is upstairs and the other is downstairs."

The VJ, the choreographer and the others took another video of Feng Jin playing the piano, and left Feng Jin's house.

Later, Feng Jin found out that the so-called dormitory was funded by her father. Did she think it was bribery?But then her father told her directly that he just didn't want her to live in an environment she didn't like.

And after all, the dormitory is also a place that is often photographed in the film, and S?M Company will not make it too ugly. My father just let the appropriation that had to wait for a few days go directly to the account.

Early the next morning, with the help of her parents, Feng Jin moved the luggage that had been packed overnight to the new dormitory.

The dormitory is not very big. Although the space is narrow, it is spacious for a person's life.

In fact, there is nothing particularly curious about this show, but it may be because it will bring the audience a feeling that we control their future, we have been watching their growth, and have a feeling of treating each other as their own. My children will subconsciously maintain the feeling of watching it, which is why they received so much attention after the first episode aired.

Feng Jin didn't feel that her life had changed much, except that some courses were no longer taken, and she would participate in some poster shooting or image design, everything else was the same as usual.

Because of the tight follow-up, she didn't even have a chance to make a phone call with Jae-joong, so she had to send a text message to explain a little while going to the bathroom, and then turned off the phone.

She didn't dare to turn on the phone again under VJ's nose.

The last time Nan Shangyu accidentally called her, she answered it habitually, and then happened to be photographed by a VJ, and she was asked several questions at that time, which made her very at a loss, because she didn't know what to do. How to explain, after all, the relaxed smile on her face is not fake.

She still lives the days of practicing singing and dancing every day without stopping.

At the same time, Quan Suxian is also working hard.

The result of the assessment at the end of the first month was that she lost.

Lost on the first scale.

Maybe it's because I care too much, so I think too much.

Although she is really enjoying the feeling of standing on the stage and singing, even though the stage is very, very small, even if the audience is only a dozen or so company staff, the excitement of being noticed cannot be ignored .

It's just because I cared too much and was too nervous, so I accidentally sang high when I was present at the first note.

Although it was just a small mistake, in the eyes of vocal music teachers and the like, it could not be ignored at all.

Feng Jin returned to her practice room dejectedly, and sat blankly on her seat. After sister VJ asked a few questions, the choreographers left in a sensible way, leaving enough free time for this lost little girl .

Not long after the directors left, a person slipped into the empty practice room.

"Hey! Little Hibiscus!"

"Brother Junxiu?!"

Feng Jin's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to have changed a bit, but he couldn't see what was wrong.

"Hehe, haven't you seen brother for a long time? Do you miss brother very much?" Jin Junxiu sat next to Feng Jin, picked up the mineral water beside him and handed it to her, "I just secretly listened to your song, it's really true It's okay, especially the climax part, it's super exciting, but you made a mistake earlier, it's a pity."

Feng Jin also knew what Junxiu said, so she was also very depressed, but there was nothing she could do, and she didn't know what to do.

"Okay, don't think too much about it."

Junxiu patted Feng Jin's shoulder, and reached out to rub her too long bangs.

"Okay, by the way, Brother Junxiu, I haven't seen you guys recently, why did you go?" Feng Jin asked, ignoring the other party's hands moving over her head.

"What do you mean you can't see us? We shot a lot of commercials, don't you watch them?" Jin Junxiu widened his eyes in feigned anger, staring at Feng Jin and said.

Feng Jin suddenly said 'ah': "I've been too busy recently, and my sisters are too strict with me, I don't dare to contact you at all."

"Actually, it doesn't matter." Junxiu suddenly put down his hand and said, "You are my sister, aren't you? I heard from the president that it doesn't matter, and if you really decide to make your debut, you may still use this relationship to hype Woolen cloth."

"Hype?" Feng Jin frowned in dissatisfaction. Although he didn't like this kind of behavior, he also knew that it was just a common method used by every entertainment company.

"Yes, so you don't have to worry too much, just rest assured that I am your brother. I believe the director will know what to do."

"kindness."

The two spoke a few more words, and Jin Junsu sneaked away again.

Feng Jin let out a sigh of relief, and was about to stand up and stretch, when the door opened.

Feng Jin, who was stretching her body, looked at the person who opened the door and came in, and was slightly taken aback. The other party obviously didn't expect this scene when they came in, and looked a little surprised.

"Brother Zaizhong, why are you here?"

Feng Jin put down her hand, opened the mineral water bottle on the side, picked it up and took a sip, moved her gaze, and then fixed on Jin Zaizhong.

It seems that since the debut, the number of times we meet has become less and less, so I feel that the other party is getting better and better?

"Can't you come and see you?" Jin Zaizhong smiled, took out the bag hidden behind him, "Here you are."

"What's interesting about me?" Feng Jin replied without thinking, and took the bag casually.

"Because you are good-looking, so you should see more."

"What will happen if you look at it more? Will you be much happier?"

"Well... it should be!!"

"Brother, you are very happy!"

"what?"

"Because when you look in the mirror every day, don't you think you look good when you see yourself in the mirror?"

Feng Jin looked at Jin Zaizhong with a smile and said, looked at the grapefruit tea in the bag, and asked curiously, "Where did you buy this tea?"

"I didn't buy it." Jin Zaijoong licked his lower lip embarrassingly.

"Could it be you did it!" Feng Jin's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the young man who was getting more and more nervous in front of him, an inexplicable warmth flashed in his heart.

"I just do it out of boredom. Aren't you very nervous recently? Drink more tea to moisten your throat, and don't always forget to eat candy to soothe your throat." Jin Zaizhong saw that Feng Jin didn't seem to care very much, and also Feeling that I should be more generous, I continued talking.

Feng Jin nodded, with a bright smile on her face: "Brother Zai Zhong, you are my favorite!"

Then I can't wait to take out the tea and drink it carefully. The sweet and sour taste is very interesting and I like it very much.

The corner of the black-haired boy's mouth curled up into a smile. He seemed to realize that he was smiling, and wanted to suppress it, but he couldn't help it.

The author has something to say: It’s too bad that I didn’t send out my full attendance until after zero o’clock.