[Korean entertainment] I want to win

When the school bell rang, Mu Yan quickly packed her schoolbag and prepared to go to Victory College to continue her classes.

When passing by the classroom next door, he paused for a moment, greeted his sister and wanted to get out of the way.

"Wait." Xiuyan called to stop her, these two of them had a part-time job and the other went to class, so they didn't have a chance to talk properly.

She ran to her sister: "Sister, how is your life at Victory Academy recently?"

"Very good," Mu Yan showed a big smile: "Everyone is very easy to get along with, teachers and classmates are all very good people. Especially our dance teacher gave me the job of assistant, although there is not much salary, but going to I am very grateful that I can still earn money from practicing.”

Xiuyan hummed, feeling a little worried, because in her sister's eyes, there are generally good people in this world, so she was always worried about her.

I sighed in my heart: "Then sister, hurry up."

"Yeah." Mu Yan waved her hand: "See you tonight."

"Wait." Xiuyan called her again.

"Huh?" Mu Yan turned sideways again: "What else?"

Xiuyan frowned slightly and reminded her elder sister: "Don't come back with Li Yuxian's poster today, the wall at home is almost too big!"

Mu Yan laughed: "Okay, I know!"

The faculty of Victory Academy is definitely not comparable to that of a large economic company like YG, but it is already considered top-notch in a place like Gwangju.There is no shortage of professional teachers and modern equipment.

Mu Yan just started learning to dance recently.

She has poor foundation and learns very slowly.

In fact, she is not a bright child.

The younger sister Xiuyan's academic performance has always been the first in the grade. She was born of a compatriot, even if she is several times more serious in class than her younger sister, every time she takes the exam, she is just on the edge of passing.

Fortunately, she is not dull in any way.

For example, learning to play the piano, even if she is self-taught, she learns very quickly.

It's a pity that she has no aura in dancing.

In the same dance practice room, there are children who can dance in every cell of their body, probably because the difference in strength is too far, so Mu Yan will not compare herself with them.

Everyone learns faster than her, so she spends twice as much time practicing.

It doesn't matter if you don't have aura, hard work can make up for it.

At the end of practice in the evening, Mu Yan's dance teacher, Zhao En, was about to sort out the materials of the students who had recently signed up.

Mu Yan was helping her copy the roster.

Zhao En opened the folder and said with a smile: "Shengli XI is really smart, and almost all the children who sign up are VIPs." She picked up a registration form and looked at it: "I thought I would meet BigBang after signing up, but In fact, even I have only seen victory once."

Mu Yan's handwriting was correct and elegant, and when she heard her talking about Li Yuxian, she paused slightly: "Does he rarely come?"

Zhao En put the registration forms in front of her one by one: "The artistes are so busy with their schedules, how can they have time to come?"

"Yes." There was not much disappointment in Mu Yan's tone, the artists were indeed very busy, and at least she had already met him once.

"Speaking of..." Zhao En glanced at her: "Mu Yan, you came to Victory Academy for the sake of victory, right?"

"No." Mu Yan shook her head. It's true that Victory is her benefactor, but she came to school to study: "I came to school to develop myself more comprehensively."

"Yes!" Zhao En held his chin: "Then I just got a pictorial of victory here, so you shouldn't be interested?"

Mu Yan's eyes glowed, and she opened her arms: "I'm interested!"

"Really." Zhao En smiled and took out a roll of pictorials from his bag and threw it to her.

Like a puppy seeing the bone, Mu Yan hugged the pictorial in her arms.

"Do you know about the hip-hop competition in Seoul next month?" Zhao En asked her.

"I know." Mu Yan unfolded the pictorial with a smile.

"When the time comes, you will come with me." Zhao En said.

"Oh?" Mu Yan finally looked away from the pictorial, she looked at the teacher in surprise: "At my level..."

"Don't think too much." Zhao En patted her on the head: "I didn't ask you to go to the competition, I just wanted to take you, a little bumpkin, to see the world."

"Wow." Mu Yan's eyes lit up again: "Teacher, you are really kind to me!"

Coming to Victory Academy was indeed an incomparably correct choice, Mu Yan's heart was filled with bubbles of gratitude.

She seems to be holding a key, opening a mysterious world and touching many things that have never been touched before.

Of course, most importantly, she met a group of good people.

I'm going to Seoul soon, so nervous and excited, she has never left Gwangju to go to other places.

The Seoul Hip-Hop Competition finally arrived in Mu Yan's full expectation.

The little bumpkin followed the bus of the dance troupe to Seoul.

The little face was full of excitement.

Although I was curious and interested in everything I saw, I didn't let go of the work I should do.

She ran around diligently, helping teachers and dance troupe members organize costumes and props.

The MV of a girl group is playing on the big screen on the stage.

Children waiting for the game to start gather around to comment.

"I like Shirley the most, her smiling eyes are so cute."

"I like crystal the most, and the iceberg has a good temperament."

"Hi Song Qian, she is gentle."

"Of course it is Yixin, invincible and beautiful."

"Amber is the most handsome!"

A group of people are fighting like hell.

Mu Yan was held back by them: "Mu Yan, tell me, who do you like the most in f(x)?"

Mu Yan looked at the screen, she knew f(x), she knew it, but she was not familiar with it, but just looking at her appearance: "Han Yixin is very beautiful."

"Cut..." The girl holding her was very disappointed: "It turns out that Mu Yan is also from the Appearance Association."

Mu Yan didn't explain, but laughed twice.

"Mu Yan, come here!" Zhao En called her from a distance.

"The teacher called me, I'll go first." Mu Yan greeted them and ran to Zhao En.

"The preparations are all done." Zhao En clapped his hands: "Today we will rest in Seoul for one night. After the game, we are free to move around. Just return to the hotel before 9 pm."

Free activities are very exciting, but going out alone is a bit worrying.

"What is the teacher doing at night?" If you can follow the teacher, you don't have to be afraid.

"Teacher, I have a date at night." Zhao En could see her thoughts at a glance, she nodded her nose: "You, or you can go with the children of the dance troupe."

That being said, after the game, Mu Yan was called by the organizer to help organize the props.

By the time she finished her work, the members of the dance troupe who came with her had no idea where to go to play.

Looking at the clock on the wall and feeling her flat stomach, Mu Yan decided to go to dinner first.

There is a small restaurant not far from the activity center, she pushed the door and shouted to the boss: "Uncle, please give me a fried rice with spicy cabbage!"

Someone bumped into her shoulder and walked into the store first: "I want a fried rice with spicy cabbage, too."

Who is it, why are you so reckless, Mu Yan rubbed her shoulder, which hurt a little, and looked at that person's back.

He was wearing a dark blue baseball shirt with his hands in his pockets and a hat pulled over his head.

Such a small shop, but the business is good, the first floor is full of people.

Mu Yan walked up to the second floor. There weren't many seats on the second floor. They were all for two people, and they were almost full. They were all couples.

The boy in the baseball shirt just now walked to the only empty table in the corner and sat down. Mu Yan followed and pulled out a chair to sit opposite him.

When I was bored, I picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

After a while, the aroma of the rice came, and the waiter brought up two servings of fried rice with spicy cabbage.

When Mu Yan was paying, she heard the boy on the opposite side say, "Pay mine too!"

She looked up at him, a little uncertain: "Are you... are you talking to me?"

The boy was a little impatient: "Yes, pay for me, I forgot to bring my wallet."

"Oh." Mu Yan obediently gave the double amount of money.

The boy took the meal and started to eat it.

Mu Yan felt that his face was familiar, so she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The boy raised his head and glared at her.

Now I can see it more clearly, with flaxen hair, white skin, and big eyes.

Mu Yan stretched out a hand and pointed at him weakly: "Perhaps...you are an artist?"

The boy rolled his eyes: "You've got the wrong person."

But Mu Yan didn't give up. After thinking for a long time, she asked him hesitantly: "You are Super Junior, right?"

The boy frowned delicately.

Mu Yan tilted her head, thinking hard: "What is the name of the most handsome boy in Super Junior that my sister mentioned?"

The boy frowned slightly.

"Ah!" Mu Yan slapped her forehead: "You are Cui Shiyuan, right?"

The boy's brows tightened immediately: "Little devil, although I'm indeed the most handsome one in Superjunior, but," he corrected her, "my name is Jin Xiche, sir."

"Master? Pfft..." She looked at his young face and couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, really." He rolled her eyes, "Am I funny?"

She held back her smile and waved her hands: "No, I'm sorry. But..." She was a little curious: "Is it really okay to be an artist with such a personality?"

It is said that he has a strange personality, but I have not seen him lose his temper.

Jin Xiche shrugged: "Master, I have such a personality. If I like it, I like it, and if I don't like it, I don't like it."

"Oh." She looked down and started eating her dinner.

"Oh what?" He stared at her: "Is this your attitude when you have dinner with a popular idol?"

"Ah? I don't know..." She was a little embarrassed, and smiled embarrassedly: "This is the first time I have dinner with a celebrity, I don't know... what attitude should I use?"

"Forget it." If he continued to argue with her, people would think he was bullying the child: "Leave me a number, and I'll ask my agent to pay you back."

"No need." She shook her head, "It's not much money."

"It's long-winded," Jin Xiche said a little impatiently, "If you tell you to stay, you will stay. Am I the one who covets fans for a meal?"

"It's okay." Mu Yan showed a hearty smile: "I'm not your fan."

Originally, I wanted to tell him not to take it to heart, but why is his face getting darker and darker?

Jin Xiche gritted his teeth and looked at her: "Number!"

Mu Yan flinched: "I don't have a number, and I don't have a cell phone or a phone."

"No phone? Is it an alien?" He snapped: "Don't forget it!"