Reed next door [entertainment]

046

The weather in January was still very cold. When Qian Junye went out, he put on a gray coat and his half-dry hair was limp. When he drove downstairs to the bulletproof dormitory, he hadn't even been there for 1 minutes.

Among a bunch of ordinary cars, this blue Bugatti is very eye-catching. The carbon fiber body and streamlined curves make this supercar emit a fascinating light even in the dark of night.Such a luxury car, parked downstairs in the bulletproof dormitory, would definitely attract countless people to watch if it wasn't late at night.

However, since she was brought here, she only came out for a run when no one was around. If she wanted to use a car during the day, Jun would use another low-key car.

Qian Jun also called Kim Namjoon.

When Kim Namjoon went downstairs, he subconsciously put on his hood to cover his face and his poor skin condition. His back was always straight and his back was slightly bent, and he looked not in a good spirit.

"Where are you?"

"In the car."

He raised his head and saw the supercar that looked like a luminous body at first glance. After seeing the logo, he subconsciously exclaimed, but quickly looked at other cars.

"What's the license plate?"

"0912."

Kim Namjoon switched his mobile phone from left to right to listen, and his eyes scanned the surrounding red, black, white, gray and other cars.

"No...ah!" His voice was very hasty.

His eyes were fixed on the Bugatti license plate.

"Seoul · 0912"

"A blue Bugatti?"

"Come on, don't hang around like a fool." Qian Jun also said helplessly, starting the engine.

As soon as the car lights came on, the figure in the car was also vaguely revealed.

Jin Namjoon ran to the passenger seat in disbelief, and before his hands touched it, the car door was opened from the inside.

"boarding."

"Oh!"

The interior of Bugatti's car is the classic main blue, and the texture looks very luxurious.Jin Nanjun couldn't even imagine how much this car was worth, and he felt a little uncomfortable even sitting in it.

He put on his seat belt dryly, pushing the exhaustion from poor writing to the back of his mind, staring at his friend, he had a lot of things to say, but he couldn't say anything now.

"Is your heart okay?" Qian Jun also glanced at him.

Kim Namjoon frowned: "It's as strong as steel."

Qian Jun also heard this, with a smile on his brows, and said: "Remember what you said now."

She drove, heading straight for a remote route.

As the fastest supercar, Bugatti's speed has always been the king in the circle, outshining the crowd.

As soon as the car moved, Kim Namjoon became inexplicably excited.

Men who do not love cars, especially supercars, which are fast and exciting, even if they are not their own, the feeling of sitting on them is completely different now.

After getting on the road, Kim Namjoon saw her driving to a remote area and asked, "Where are you going?"

Qian Jun also stared at the sky in front of him, and said intently, "I sold you."

Jin Namjoon let out a "huh" and laughed at himself, "It's just me, how much can I sell it for?"

Qian Jun also took a glance, with his hands resting on the steering wheel, his expression relaxed: "The penis with two eyes, the internal organs, the blood of the whole body and the skin are still worth a lot of money."

A chilly wind blew over his limbs and body. Although he was wearing thick clothes, the hairs on his body hidden under the clothes stood up for no reason. Jin Nanjun said angrily, "You really have no conscience!"

Light laughter sounded in the car, Jin Namjoon turned his head sideways, just in time to see the corner of her raised mouth, the side face was so pretty.

From the perspective of appreciation, Junya really has a face that people can't refuse.It's just that the mouth is sometimes too dishonest, and it is used to irritating people.

Just thinking about it, she spoke again.

"Cherish the present, your value will be so high that I can't even afford it in the future."

Jin Namjoon was amused by her, but he didn't take her words seriously at all, and joked together: "If you want it, you still need to sell it? In one word, my whole body is yours."

Qian Jun also smiled, but didn't respond.

Jin Nanjun pursed his lips, and when he saw the carriage room, he suddenly thought of Junye's mysterious background, how they had been traveling in the mainland without hindrance, and the staff's ardor to her when they were at CCTV.A sense of gap came in vain, and he couldn't help but think a lot because he was sensitive, thinking whether the joke he just said would be looked down upon by her, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

As soon as he lost his mind, a word came from beside him: "Hold on firmly."

Jin Namjoon froze for a moment, but before he recovered, the speed of the car suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened in shock, his hands tightly grasped the handles, and his whole body was almost pressed tightly against the back of the seat.

"You! You! What are you doing!"

His body was tense, and he watched the pointer of the instrument rotate crazily. The excessive speed even gave him the illusion of tinnitus.

"Relax."

Her voice was flat, even a little cheerful.

With difficulty, Jin Namjoon moved his gaze away from the appearance and landed on her face.

Her expression was still as calm as usual, only her eyes were frighteningly bright.

Jin Namjoon wanted to observe more, but found that he had no intention at all.Because the car was driving faster and faster, as if it was about to fly, the scene outside the car window flew by like a meteor, and the sight could not catch any scene at all!

This is drag racing!

He's only realizing it now!

When he opened his mouth to say something, the car suddenly turned sharply, and his whole body followed the inertia to stick to one side, out of control.

In a trance, it seemed to hear the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground.

...

......

At a certain corner of the mountain, Qian Jun also stopped the car. The front of the car was facing the direction of the city, and he could look around the entire city of Seoul.

Kim Namjoon took a deep breath and let it out again.His eyes at this moment were also like luminous copper bells, and the gloomy energy surrounding him disappeared without a trace.

After the fast racing, he felt like he was coming back from the dead. The panic feeling of being unable to control his own safety while sitting in the co-pilot spread all over his body, but after he got used to it, he felt an extremely exciting feeling. Let go, as if your whole body has been hollowed out, except hurry up, and then hurry up, you can't think of anything.

He panted heavily, and after calming down his beating heart, he looked at the happy-looking person beside him.

"you--"

"What did you want to say to me on the phone?"

Kim Namjoon, who was interrupted again, got stuck, and only then remembered what he wanted to do.

During the day, he sent a demo of the new album to Fang PD, but it was rejected again at night as expected.This is the 42nd time he has changed?Or the 43rd song.He can't even remember.During the period when he was first dismissed by Fang PD, he was always more courageous and unyielding.But as the time got longer and longer, a sense of fatigue gradually developed.

I don't want to compose, I don't want to write lyrics, I don't want to make music.

Don't want to sing, don't want to dance, don't want to participate in activities.

Depressed emotions surrounded him, and for a moment, he was full of depression and just wanted to find someone to vent.When he took out his phone, the first figure that flashed in his mind was Junye, who wanted to talk to her, hoping that she could open himself up as before.

Unexpectedly, before she opened her mouth, just that round just now, the emotions accumulated in his heart instantly disappeared without a trace like a punctured balloon.

What else can he say?

"I—" Speaking of his negative emotions?Saying that he is worthless?At this time, I suddenly felt a little ashamed to speak, especially after Junye didn't say anything, but understood him completely and helped him vent his emotions.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Her voice had no ups and downs, it was as calm as a pool of water, but it easily soothed his restless mood.

Jin Nanjun exhaled lightly, and after a long time, he slowly conveyed his long-suppressed mood.Including some trivial but disturbing things he encountered recently, as well as big things such as the rejection of lyrics and music, scattered, but he said a lot.

After he finished speaking, he smiled shyly, squeezed his dimples and felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's nothing serious. I also know that no one can help me with this kind of thing. I just want to send a message." complain."

After complaining and pouring out my feelings, it seems that my mood has improved a lot.

Qian Jun didn't comment on what he said, just asked him: "You know, what do I do when I'm bored?"

Kim Namjoon thought seriously for a few seconds: "Eat? Chat?"

Jun also patted the steering wheel: "Drag racing."

Jin Namjoon was stunned for a moment, but felt as if he could understand.Just the feeling of sitting in the co-pilot tonight is enough to stimulate. Under the extremely active brain, the so-called pressure seems to be insignificant.Where is the time to think about anything else when you're in a panic in the car?He only grasped the handle tightly, stared at the road ahead, shouted to slow down, and secretly hoped to go faster in his heart.

"It's exciting." Kim Namjoon smiled, "But isn't it dangerous?"

Jun also raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you alright?"

Nan Jun curled his lips: "But my soul was almost scared away."

Jun also showed no mercy: "I'll come back after a short sleep."

Namjoon was speechless: "Wow! You really have no conscience."

She laughed softly, vaguely.

"How about you get out of the car and see if I have a conscience?"