[Entertainment] Deep River on Earth

Cloudy, the air is dull, today is not a day that will make people feel good.

It is a day suitable for unlucky and irritable.

When I came to a new city and enrolled as a high school freshman, the new dormitory was still being renovated, so I could only temporarily live in a rented house.

Even after leaving the place that carried all the memories of my childhood and half of my teenage years, I still had bad dreams at night.

I was mentally weak, so I burned my hands when I boiled the water in the morning. I just smeared it with the ointment I bought a long time ago, put on a long sleeve to cover it, and went to school. Someone looked at me strangely on the way, because I haven’t arrived yet. Time to wear long sleeves.

When I came to the classroom, I didn't expect to encounter a sudden English test in the first quarter. The long sleeve covered the wound on my right hand, and the last test paper was handed in empty.

When get out of class was over, someone came over and said some plausible words, and the voice of whispering followed when he walked out.

"I heard it's true. When I was a child, my father went crazy with drugs and killed everyone in the family. He died too, and he was the only one left to grow up."

"It's so scary? Could it be that you have some mental problems?"

"But the grades are very good. I just came in first place in the test."

"It was not bad when I first transferred, and today I handed in a blank paper in the English test."

Oh, it turns out that the strange gaze recently is because of this.

"Hello." Standing in front of him was the boy's face, which was still green and immature. Curiosity in his eyes was mixed with a little malice, surging like sewage, and he called out the name that everyone had vaguely mentioned: "Quan Xi, listen up." Said your father took drugs and killed people?"

who is it?do you know it?classmate?I can't remember clearly, the brain stores very little information about this face.

It's better to say that in the memory from childhood to adulthood, I have received too much about such faces and such eyes. If I remember too clearly, I will be very tired, so I don't want to remember.In the beginning, I just chose to ignore those faces with curiosity and malice, but over time, I became less sensitive to human facial features.

Because it is irrelevant, there is no need to remember it.It is especially clear only for malice and good intentions.

It's just that I didn't expect to see this kind of look again soon after changing the place.

The person called "Quan Xi" had a cold expression, deep-set eyes, and his gaze swept across the opponent's body, then calmly walked away from him.

He is obviously the same age as the people around him, but he has a completely different feeling from his peers.Many people looked at the passing figure, and were speechless when discussing.

When I was a teenager, there might be such a person who was far away from the crowd, but was still surrounded by discussions, especially so that he couldn't move his eyes when he saw it in the crowd, but he didn't dare to approach rashly.

Quan Xi walked out of the teaching building, not much touched by what happened just now.

Fear, sadness, anger, any emotions that lead to weakness have grown up alone, and have been cut off from the body by the sharp knife of time and reality.

"Quan Xi, I hope you can have a brand new and hopeful life." Maybe after hearing about those things, the new homeroom teacher called him over and handed him disinfectant and scald medicine. I don't know when he found out .

Brand new and full of promise?

Quan Xi returned to the rental house, opened his sleeves, and treated the broken and festering wound.

Searing, sharp pain sent through the nerves to the brain, screaming that the beginning of the day was bad.

Quan Xi started to have a warm and happy family, but it stopped abruptly when he was five years old.Drugs, quarrels, broken families, sharp knives, blood, the fragments of that time filled in memories, even fragmentary, all carry endless haze and the smell of iron.

The sharp knife raised by the demented father who was tortured by drugs to his relatives carried the signal of death.The five-year-old Quan Xi, who was hidden in the cabinet by his brother, was too young. He climbed out of the cabinet and followed the blood to the backyard. What he saw was his father's distorted face, and buried those close relatives with soil.

In the end, being dragged into the car by his father, with crazy speed and violent collision, the man named father finally regained consciousness for a moment and protected him before he died, giving him the last hug and sorry. The blood that fell on the face and the gradually cold body temperature buried everything.

As if the boundaries were forcibly drawn by fate, from now on there will be a cold and terrible life that is completely different from before the age of five.

Quan Xi, who lay on the bed and closed his eyes, seemed to hear those words again.

"Quan Xi, I hope you can have a new life full of hope."

"Like, all normal kids."

It's like a spell that lingers in Quan Xi's mind for a long time.

This world is huge and unpredictable, so you will never know what will happen in the next second.

After falling asleep as usual, when he opened his eyes, he found that it was another world. When he was in a completely strange country and was chasing his dream, Quan Xi's head was a little confused.

Sitting up from this strange bed, looking at the dark sky outside the window, Quan Xi frowned, and lay back quietly again, after all, there were other people sleeping in this room.

Quan Xi looked at the planks of the bed above.

Tired and incomprehensible.

Why it is here suddenly, except for some of the same memories that remain in this body, it is completely unknown.

It's just that what's more thorough than before is that he was an orphan in this world from birth.Another difference is that at this age, I chose to come to a Korean company with excellent star-making ability as a trainee.

Is it because I always think about that sentence before going to bed, so I have such a dream?

Although he was a little interested in music and dance for a while and taught himself for a while, he never thought about being a star.

Even if it is a dream, this dream is a bit absurd.

Thinking of this, Quan Xi felt a faint pain in his stomach, probably because he came across the ocean and fell asleep without taking a few bites of a hot meal. The stomach of a young boy who is still growing No, I'm so hungry.But this kind of pain actually proved that all this was not a dream.

Such a real feeling, could it be fake?

Quan Xi closed his eyes, if it was true, he would be able to wake up after sleeping.

But when the gray sky is about to dawn and then opens his eyes, Quan Xi knows that all this is not a dream, he really exists here.

Although he had heard about time travel, Quan Xi never thought it would happen to him.

The time and age are not the same as before the time travel. It is also 2011. I was born in 95, and I am 16 years old.

But according to the calculation of Korea's age in the residual memory of this body, it seems to be 17?

After sorting out his memory, Quan Xi got up from the bed. This should be a dormitory room called trainees. Through the gray light, he could vaguely see people with other beds, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Quan Xi just scanned After a while, he looked away without much curiosity. Due to his growing experience, he was always more indifferent to the things around him than his peers.

Sleeping on the lower bunk made it easier to move around, so Quan Xi walked out lightly.

Gently opened the door and walked out, the goal was the messy small living room, a lot of things were put together and it was hard to distinguish, Quan Xi stood there for a while, and suddenly heard a confused question: "Who?"

Asking that question, the young man rubbing his eyes and standing at the door of the bathroom looked at the man. He could vaguely see the thin figure in his blurred vision, but his face was hidden in the darkness, which made it difficult to see clearly. The complexion is tight in the blurred darkness.

Um?who?Feeling different?It seems that there is no one who feels this way in memory?

The boy scratched his hair, thinking hard, oh, it should be the new trainee who came in last night, right?Because it was too late, I said hello and went to bed.What are you talking about?Seems like a Chinese?Did you understand what you just said?

Just as he was thinking about it, the man seemed to nod his head in this direction, and he turned back to the room directly. The young man muttered: "I don't seem to understand." Then he went back to sleep in a daze.

It's only five o'clock, and I don't know why he got up so early, weirdo.

When Jin Taiyi woke up again, his head was still a little dazed, and he didn't think of those things in the middle of the night, but when he went out of the room, a body with a clammy breath passed in front of him, and the faint mint aroma rushed into his nostrils, making him He woke up instantly.

Um?Early in the morning, who takes a bath?Conditions for trainees are not that good, hot water is only available from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every night, wash in the morning?Isn't that cold water?

Watching the man go there and sit down with straight eyes, Jin Tae-joo blinked, looked down from the damp black hair, stepped back slightly without even knowing it, bumped into the on Kim Nam Joon who was about to go out.

Supporting Jin Taejun, Jin Nanjun asked strangely: "Why? Looks like you saw a ghost early in the morning?"

Jin Taiyi didn't look at him, but turned his back to him and shook his hand, looking like he was wandering in the sky.

Hey, kid, what the hell are you doing so early in the morning?Jin Nanjun smiled, and looked over Jin Taeyi, and the young man came into his eyes, which also made him slightly startled.

Quan Xi raised his head when he heard the noise, saw two teenagers who were looking at him silently, searched for the half-baked Korean in his memory, stood up and said in jerky Korean, "Hello."

Well, it seems to be said to bend over.When thinking this way, the person has already bent down subconsciously, completely unaware that the white T-shirt with a loose neckline was pulled down, and the large area of ​​white skin and extremely beautiful collarbone all fell into the person's eyes.

Jin Namjun subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Jin Tae-joon's eyes, but his hands could feel Jin Tae-joon's eyelashes flickering as he kept blinking.

Quan Xi didn't get a response, and when he got up, he looked at the two of them quietly with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, his black and white eyes were calm.

Kim Nam-joon let go of his hand, and he and Kim Tae-joon responded at the same time: "Hello."

I thought at the same time in my heart: This new trainee is so special.

It's really special. When the others got up, the other party had already been taken away by the manager brother who came.

When they arrived at the practice room, they found several teachers looking at the new trainees and whispering.

The new trainee was wearing the black sweatpants and white T-shirt that he wore in the morning. He stood with his back in the dance mirror and was scrutinized by the teachers. The expression on his face was calm that shouldn't be there at this age.Only his youthful height and face showed his age.

The eyes were drooping, and the long eyelashes covered them like black butterfly wings.Translucent cold white, really better than girls' skin they have ever seen.There is a delicate and fragile feeling, but because of the straight back, it makes people feel a kind of flexible and indomitable strength.

Besides, just standing like this, there is an indescribable, unique temperament.

"Is this the new trainee from last night?" Zheng Haoxi asked in a low voice, pawing his elder brother Jin Suozhen's back.

"Probably so." Jin Shuozhen, who had been transferred from the actor department for a while, replied softly.

Kim Nam Joon nodded beside him, Min Yoongi raised his tired eyelids, but said nothing.

The younger Tian Zhenguo and Jin Tae-joo leaned together and looked at the man's profile, Tian Zhengguo said, "Brother, who is that man?"

"New trainee. I heard they are from China."

"Guo? Does the president want to marry Han?"

"Probably so." Jin Taiyi smiled, and fixedly looked at the boy who shook his head at what the teacher said, as if he said something.

"Hey, what are you looking at? They're all here to practice." Teacher Park, who is now in charge of their dance class, shouted after seeing a few boys leaning against the corner and whispering.

He turned his head and glanced at Quan Xi, but his eyes were still full of doubts and evaluations. The children in this class are all trainees that the company is currently optimistic about.

The kid who can't speak Korean fluently, I don't know what the president and the others think, but this face can be regarded as a reason.

"Go ahead, practice with everyone later, I heard that you have some basic dance skills." Pointing over there, Teacher Park's tone was a little cold.

Quan Xi only understood a few words, but he understood the meaning of the other party's gestures and those few words. He nodded, not caring about the other party's indifferent attitude, and turned around to look at the trainees who were already standing. He went to the back and stood.

There was no time for an introduction, so after simply saying Quan Xi's name, age and nationality, Teacher Park started the class.

This is not a school, and the trainees do it privately. The time now is only for classes and practice.

No special treatment was given, and Teacher Park naturally planned to wait and see before seeing anything special about this so-called national trainee except for his face.

After all, this place is not for people to come and play house, without hard work and strength, everything is useless.

Jin Taiyi and others naturally saw the teacher's attitude towards Quan Xi, but because they were not familiar with this person, although they were a little concerned, they didn't have much feeling in their hearts.

After the practice started, Quan Xi looked at the teenagers who started to move in the mirror, and he didn't do the preparatory exercises before.And after everyone began to practice the dance steps he had learned with Teacher Park, he stood quietly and watched it again, and then the second time began, Teacher Park frowned and looked at this side, Quan Xi lowered his eyes, and his body finally Moved.

He used to be a half-baked dancer, and he practiced a little when he was interested, so he is not a complete layman.Just now the movements of other people went through slowly in his brain, and now, following his previous memories, his stiff hands and feet slowly changed under the rhythm counted in his heart.

It's just that it's an unprecedented experience to dance in such a formal practice room with trainees who are obviously better than him.

At that moment, it seemed that something slowly came to life in his body. It was not strong, but it had signs of a thin seedling breaking through the ground.

As he stretched, little by little extended to his heels, to his fingertips.

once, twice, three times, four times

The young man who didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end just followed everyone's movements over and over again. On the second day of practice, he abruptly kept up with such a high-pressure training intensity, leaving no room for breathing or thinking.

If you make a mistake, stop and start again, making your movements correct and flexible over and over again.Of course, it is still not good enough compared to others, and there are still many problems in detail, but the sense of talent cannot be denied.

The absorbing power like spongy water is gradually showing in front of the eyes of those phoenix eyes that are shimmering because of concentration.

Some people can tell at a glance that they are born to dance, control their limbs, control the rhythm, and learn faster than others.

Teacher Park, who had been watching Quan Xi for a long time, turned on the music, and the children practiced again along with the music. His eyes fell on the thin figure at the end. His movements became more natural and smooth to the music. The power to easily move people's hearts.

His expression didn't change much, but his eyes flashed.

Quan, what?

The author has something to say: hi~, this time it’s Quan Xi, a 16-year-old from another world

Although he is still young, he is still a talented cub~ Don't be intimidated by the first chapter, this is the sweetness of healing and growth!No sweet no money!

You will not be able to imagine the cuteness of young Xi!