[Entertainment] Deep River on Earth

Since he had dinner with someone of Olio's level, the food would naturally not be bad.

So Jin Shuozhen and the others adhere to the idea that although I can't eat it, I will be happy if the child eats it, and let Quan Xi remember to eat more.

After the whole dinner, Quan Xi did fulfill the "good" that he promised Jin Shuozhen and the others, and enjoyed the food seriously.

——My cub is delicious!eat more!

——Eating a steak is so good-looking, as expected of my cub, I want to kiss~

——The cub unexpectedly likes to eat meat?The abstinent face is carnivorous, my brain can't stop

And he ate so deliciously that Olio said at the end: "It seems that you like today's dishes very much?"

He has always given people the image of a strict mentor before, but in fact he has no bad feelings for this group of teenagers. This time they dined together without any topic of tutor learning. The chat was very casual, like between friends.

This made Jin Namjun and the others, who were still a little cautious, relax quickly.

As the team leader, Kim Nam-joon is used to being the No.1 who speaks before the group to deal with the situation on various occasions.Not to mention Jin Taixi, he can quickly get acquainted with even unfamiliar people and environments, and has a unique affinity.And Quan Xi has never shown any nervousness from the beginning to the end, he is always generous and calm, and he is the kind of existence that makes people always rest assured that he can calm down the scene and control the overall situation.

The three of them seem different, but in fact they have something in common.

No matter what occasion they face, they don't seem to have the kind of mind that really wants to retreat.

Olio naturally evaluates each of them, and at first glance, Quan Xi is the one who makes him feel the most incompatible with the hi-ho culture.

Although other team members also gave him this feeling, Quan Xi gave him the strongest feeling at first glance.

An overly outstanding appearance, like a delicate and delicate work of art, is indeed suitable for an actor standing on the stage, but it does not make people feel that his image is in line with the hi-ho culture at first glance catch.

Of course, this feeling disappeared without a trace after coming into contact with Quan Xi. After all, strength is the best explanation.

Among all the members, Olio's appreciation for Quan Xi ranks first in his heart.

He could see Quan Xi's interest in hi-ho, seriousness, and talent.As a mentor, that's what he wants to see.

After all, something like music is very virtual, but it is also very real.

The attitude of a person making music is like cooking. Only when each project is done carefully and carefully, can it be tasted and praised by others.

And what he saw in Quan Xi is that he is serious and focused when facing what he wants to do, without impetuousness, and not easy to be swayed by the outside world. For his age, this is a very rare thing in itself.

Olio had already thought of the second mission given to them in an instant.

Jin Nanjun and the others can also see that Olio's attitude towards Quan Xi is subtly different, even though the dialogue between Quan Xi and Olio is actually not much compared to that between Olio and Jin Nanjun.

But it's normal, teachers always prefer talented, serious and worry-free children.

Hearing what he said, both Kim Nam Joon and Kim Tae Yi looked at Quan Xi.

The child had just eaten, and was about to swallow the last sip of water in the glass. Hearing Olio's sudden sentence, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at everyone. Looking at it like that made people want to smile.

Such a child who would not want to feed him a little more.

Quan Xi's face remained unchanged, and he spoke fluently and pronounced in standard English, which was a pleasure to listen to: "The dishes prepared with care are naturally delicious."

Olio nodded, his sunglasses covered the smile in his eyes, so everyone could only see that his complexion remained unchanged.

But Olio's manager could feel that he was actually in a good mood.He looked at the child who talked the least tonight.

Although the young man doesn't talk much, and his social attitude is only polite, but after a night, no one will ignore his existence, and every time he speaks, he will immediately attract everyone's attention.

Smiling, before the final group photo, Olio's manager also mentioned that BTS and Olio can cooperate in the future.

I don't know if this is just a joke, but Jin Nanjun said, "Really?"

As soon as Jin Taeyi heard it, he looked at Olio's manager and nodded, "oh~yeah~", and immediately said to the staff: "Write this sentence down."

Then he said to Quan Xi: "Please translate and convey it, so that he must keep the promise."

So Quan Xi said to Olio in English: "He asked me to convey, we have already remembered this sentence, please remember to keep the promise."

The staff present were amused by their reactions, whether it was Kim Nam-joon showing a surprised expression, or Kim Tae-joon baba at Quan Xi, and then Quan Xi turned his head and translated to them, making them feel like they are old enough Some are childish and cute.

Olio's manager nodded with a smile and said, "Okay."

After the group photo ended, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, Quan Xi and the others separated from Olio, and went back in the car of their staff.

Back at the residence, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Tian Zhengguo running over, sniffing and smelling, and approaching the three of them, starting from Jin Nanjun and going around to Quan Xi at the end, he stretched out his hand and said, "What did you eat?" ? Is it meat?"

"Wow, you have such a nose." Jin Nanjun had an "admiration" expression on his face.

Jin Tae-ju jumped up and down towards the sofa, stretched his arms, sat down between Kim Seok-jin and Min Yoon-ji, and then embraced his two brothers: "Hey, I ate a delicious steak today."

Min Yoongi rolled his eyes and knocked his hand off his shoulder.

Jin Shuozhen's face was blank, looking at the ceiling: "Ah, I also want to eat steak."

Quan Xi looked at the potato chips in his arms: "Brother, what did you have for dinner?"

Zheng Haoxi's indescribable expression: "At first, it was boiled noodles, but Zhiyu added something, and the taste was very strange."

Pu Zhijun looked aggrieved: "I didn't know it was sugar, but I thought it was salt. Brother Yoongi asked me to put it in, so I put it in."

Tian Zhenguo said to Quan Xi: "Brother, you don't know, the taste is really." He didn't say the last description, but the expression replaced the words.

Even Tian Zhenguo, a child who is not very picky eaters, said so, which shows that the taste is really sour.

Quan Xi patted his head and understood why Jin Shuozhen still had a bag of potato chips in his hand.

During the gossip, Quan Xi and the others also sat on the sofa, and the eight teenagers directly filled a couch.

Kim Tae-joon and Kim Nam-joon were talking about some things at dinner tonight, and when Min Yoongi heard that they were talking about clinking glasses, he looked at Quan Xi: "Did you not drink?"

Although it is reasonable to say that Quan Xi has become an adult this year, but his birthday is still a few months away, and he doesn't know how much he can drink, so Min Yoongi doesn't want to drink so soon.

Drinking is fine, at least when he's around.

Quan Xi looked at Min Yoongi's serious face, "It's a drink."

Min Yoongi nodded, looking very satisfied with the child's well-behaved.

Because there are new tasks tomorrow, everyone did not delay too long, and rested after washing up.

The next day, before dawn, everyone was still asleep, and Pu Zhijuan had already woken up. When he went down, he saw Quan Xi sitting on the sofa with a mobile phone.

The light in the living room was gray and blue, and the boy's figure seemed to be hidden in it.

Park Zhixuan walked over lightly, and saw Quan Xi, who was wearing earphones, pressing his phone with a thoughtful expression.

Pu Zhixuan sat next to him and touched his arm.

I saw the boy turn his head and take off the earphones, his half-drooped eyes were a little tired, and his voice was very soft and low: "Why do you wake up so early?"

Didn't you wake up so early?No, you must have been much earlier than me.

Pu Zhixuan sighed inwardly: "Are you writing something?"

"En." Quan Xi responded, the other ear still had a headset playing music, he raised his hand and rubbed between his brows: "There's still one third left."

Probably the president said again that he will watch it when he goes back this time.

Even if Quan Xi didn't talk about it, Pu Zhijun knew why Quan Xi was like this.

I don't usually say it, but the pressure and tasks on Quan Xi's shoulders are no less than that of Kim Nam-joon as the captain.Those who can do more work have always been the case with managers.

And Quan Xi's resistance to pressure is too strong. From the practice until now, Park Zhijun and the others have never seen him collapse.Crying or complaining or irritability, nothing at all.Tired to the extreme, the young man would at most show a little tired look, sit quietly, breathe slowly, and continue.

All the pressure filled his body, as if going through a long river-like journey, never really noticed by people, and then gradually annihilated and digested.

It must be a very deep river of heart, dug out by Quan Xi in his heart a long time ago.

Pu Zhixuan originally woke up early because of poor sleep, but now sitting next to Quan Xi, although he didn't say a few words, his disturbed mood slowly settled down.

He felt that this trip to the United States not only brought him a lot of new experiences and learning, but also allowed him to see more of Quan Xi, and realized that he was far more outstanding than they thought.

Whether facing the big black brother at the beginning, or facing characters like Olio, even walking on the unfamiliar streets of the United States, I can have Quan Xi who can handle it freely. Very dazzling.

But he didn't like the possibility.

He used to be proud of Quan Xi's excellence, but when he realized that Quan Xi's excellence might actually create distance between them, Park Zhizhen felt an invisible sense of crisis.

The world is very big. If you go out of Korea and Asia, Quan Xi can do it, and he has the ability to meet more and more outstanding people. Even if he doesn't need to take the initiative, others will take the initiative to surround him.

And at that time, as a teammate, can I still be special?

This kind of thinking, maybe not only him.

But it's all true, it's hidden deeper.

Park Zhixuan feels that he is confident most of the time, even if he is anxious because he is dissatisfied with what he has not done well, but he is definitely not the kind of person who will feel inferior.

For Quan Xi, it is only because he cares that he has no self-confidence.

Park Zhijuan came back to his senses and found that Quan Xi had put down his cell phone, propped his head against the edge of the sofa, and closed his eyes.

The sky outside was slightly bright, and the light coming in made the whole guest picture a bit hazy and white, which was gathered on Quan Xi at this moment.

This picture is very similar to the picture produced by the filter they used in the later Mood for Love v series.

So later, every time Park Zhijuan saw those v's, he would think back to this scene.

Pu Zhixuan had an illusion, as if he and Quan Xi were in two spaces at this moment, and what he was sitting here was seeing him sitting in another time and space.

So he leaned over and slowly hugged Quan Xi who seemed to be asleep.Not as casually intimate as usual, but carefully, like a butterfly wrapping a petal, hugging him gently.

When he heard Quan Xi's voice, he felt a little sleepy: "I'm not cold, Zhixuan."

"Well, I know." Park Zhijun smiled: "I'm a little cold."