After all, where have I seen you

Song Zhiyi kept thinking about what the judges said just now. He really never got to know those seniors well. When he was practicing dance with his classmates, he watched many team MVs, but that was just to watch the dance moves.As for who is who on the screen, he can't tell who is who. To be honest, he thinks that Korean idols all look alike, and it's too difficult to tell them apart.

Many times, he would ask his classmates, "That white-haired one is the lead singer, right?"

"Why doesn't the redhead sing?"

The classmates would say: "The one with the red hair is the youngest, who is in charge of appearance and has few parts!"

But many times, he couldn't understand the technical terms of his classmates at all, such as "responsibility", "CP", "return", "swag"...

"How is it? How is it?" Seeing him coming out, Xie Lei and his classmates rushed forward to ask.

Song Zhi shook his head, "They don't like me very much."

"How is it possible! Didn't you play well?"

"No, they didn't let me sing with Ben."

"what?"

The classmate hurriedly asked: "Why? The selection is mainly based on talent."

"They asked me if I knew BTS."

The classmate said: "We often practice their dance, you know it."

"Is there? I said I don't know."

"How come!" said the classmate singing and dancing, "This is it, Fire..."

"Didyouseemybag? Didyouseemybag?"

"I need you girl..."

Seeing the students singing and dancing, Song Zhiyi realized, "Ah! It's this group... I like them very much. But I heard the judges say it was a youth group. I thought it was some children's group."

"Pfft!" The classmate almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and he clutched his chest.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you any opinions, and I haven't figured out the judges' preferences." Song Zhi apologized to his classmates.

"It's okay, Zhiyi." The classmate sympathized with Zhiyi's experience.

After returning home from the selection scene, Song Zhiyi kept silent, locked himself in the bedroom, thinking about something, and lay on his back at night with his eyes open thinking about something.Early the next morning, Song Zhiyi went out for a run as usual, took a shower and had breakfast after returning, then went back to the bedroom, sat at the computer desk, and began to look up some information.

Xie Lei woke up from a late sleep, "Zhiyi, aren't you going out to practice today?" He wanted to continue to say some comforting words, but looking at Song Zhiyi's appearance, he didn't seem to be hit.That's right, Song Zhiyi is not an ordinary person, and he has never seen such a big storm.However, just because he is not an ordinary person, he was dismissed as worthless by that kind of stupid judges, wouldn't he be hit harder?

"Not going out." He never took his eyes off the computer.

Does Zhiyi have to study hard, make progress every day, and take the college entrance examination route?Afraid of disturbing him, Xie Lei silently closed the door and went to the living room to stay.

These two days are weekends and everyone is staying at home.

Including Jiang Dongxu who was rarely at home, Xie Lei saw him coming out to get food from the refrigerator, so he took the initiative to say hello:

"Good morning."

Jiang Dongxu drank the milk, squinted his eyes, and responded.Then he went back to his room and slammed the door, a little too loudly.Zhang Yongji came out of the toilet when he heard the sound, with a toothbrush in his mouth, and yelled at Jiang Dongxu's door:

"Ah! You son of a bitch, can't you keep your voice down?" Toothpaste foam was flying all over the sky, "Song Zhiyi's bathing voice is not as loud as yours!"

Xie Lei who was standing aside said, "It turns out that Zhiyi disturbed you every morning when I took a shower, I'm sorry." Xie Lei bowed and apologized.

Zhang Yongji waved his hand, "No, no, we know he has this habit. Only by seeing the water marks in the toilet can we know that he also took a bath today. He slept so hard that he couldn't hear the sound at all."

Xie Lei nodded with a smile. Indeed, he would not hear any noise every morning, and their bedroom was the closest to the bathroom.Zhi Yi would never make a sound, even if they shared the same room, he had never been woken up by him getting up early.

Cui Zhiyu opened the door with a tired face and said, "Brother, I wasn't woken up by that kid's closing the door, but by your scolding him." Cui Zhiyu lowered his head, unable to open his eyes.

"Ah! Boy, the sun is drying your ass, how long are you going to sleep? Go to bed early at night!"

Cui Zhiyu felt aggrieved, closed his eyes and yelled: "Brother played games until three o'clock, swearing while beating, how can I sleep? Ah woo woo woo~~~~~"

Hearing this, Zhang Yongji raised his hand again as if to hit him, Cui Zhiyu immediately shut up obediently and closed the door.

Xie Lei tried his best to hold back his laughter, when he saw Song Zhiyi walking out.

He said, "Brother, I have a question for you."

Both Xie Lei and Zhang Yongji turned their eyes to him.

"what is the problem."

"How do you remember so many Korean stars? I always think my memory is very good, but I really can't tell the faces of these idols. Is there any way to quickly remember?"

Xie Lei and Zhang Yongji looked at Song Zhiyi dully.

"Zhiichi, have you been researching this for the past two days?"

"Well. I can't find a good way to remember."

"You don't need to care about what the judge said, you are excellent..."

"I think what he said is very reasonable. I should have done this homework in advance." Song Zhiyi looked serious.

"Uh……"

Zhang Yongji shook his head and went back to the bathroom, Niannian said: "What a hardworking kid, even working so hard for this kind of thing."

Xie Lei could indeed help Song Zhiyi in chasing stars, he grabbed his arm and went back to the bedroom together, intending to teach him a good lesson.

He pushed Song Zhiyi on the chair in front of his computer desk, "Actually, there is a good way..." At the end of the conversation, Xie Lei saw that Song Zhiyi's computer screen opened Several pages of , all of which are Wikipedia pages.BTS' Wikipedia, Wannaone's Wikipedia, COT7's Wikipedia, Kim Taehyung's Wikipedia.

In addition, there is a paper notebook on the computer table, which contains information about each member of these groups. Xie Lei picked it up and read: "Kim Taehyung, stage name: V, place of birth in Daegu, South Korea, date of birth 1995 On December 12th, nickname: CGV..." Xie Lei put down his notebook, "What's all this? Have you memorized all of this?"

Song Zhi nodded, "I've memorized all their information." He frowned, "However, when I watched the MV, I still couldn't tell who was who. Obviously, when I saw the photos, they looked like this. In the MV It's like a different person."

"Zhi Yi, you only spent half a day memorizing all these people's names, places of birth, and birthdays?"

"Yeah." Song Zhiyi seemed to say, this is easy.

"Zhiyi, why don't you take the college entrance examination? South Korea is also an exam-oriented education. With your intelligence, you can definitely go to Seoul National University. It's much better than being an idol. Why don't you tell Papa Guan that you go to Harvard and Oxford. , Cambridge... You are a talent who can speak five languages, being an idol is too humiliating!"