Then he can only be a group pet

In fact, that glass of wine was still delicious, but after An Shihuan said so much, everyone couldn't drink it. After all, after getting the so-called "eyeball wine" that An Shihuan said, everyone lost their appetite.

They decided to keep An Shihuan's mouth shut as much as possible after eating, otherwise his wonderful metaphor might be aimed at rice next time. It's fine if they don't drink lychee wine, but they can't do without eating.

"Do you have anything to say?"

When eating with the host, Park Jimin never dared to let go of the meal.If they were free to eat, they would definitely not eat only a little, but if they ate too much, they would be embarrassed, and at that time their reason was still turbulent because of the glass of wine.

After returning to the hotel, Park Jimin felt that the contents of his stomach wouldn't last until noon the next day. They probably didn't have time to eat in the morning. After all, they had to catch a plane, and they were so slow, it was possible to skip breakfast. Can't catch the plane, let alone have another breakfast.

Park Jimin didn't want to go hungry, so he found a box that looked like instant noodles in the hotel room, and shook it after picking it up.

This box of instant noodles seems to have been too bumpy during transportation, and there was a rattling sound during the shaking process. It is estimated that some crumbs fell from the dough inside.

But the broken parts must be a small number, because in addition to the clattering sound, there is also the dull sound of the dough hitting the carton.It was decided that tonight's extra meal would be instant noodles, but before eating, Park Jimin had to ask An Shihuan if he had any special adjectives to add to this box of instant noodles.

for example......

Park Jimin can't think of a metaphor that can be compared with Ahn Se-hwan's "eyeball soaked in wine". The metaphor of Ahn Se-hwan is really unprecedented.

"What?" An Shihuan was very puzzled by Park Jimin's behavior of holding instant noodles in his arms and asking his opinion. Is this really brother?Why do you want him to talk after eating instant noodles?But yes, in terms of psychological age, Park Jimin is indeed Ahn Se-hwan's "brother".

"It's just... do you have any special adjectives for this bowl of instant noodles? I'm afraid I won't be able to eat them after you say it, so I'll ask first. After the soaking is done, maybe I'll forget it." It's over." After Park Jimin finished speaking, his mouth was still tight, and the cheeks on both sides puffed up under the corners of his mouth.

"You're talking about this." An Shihuan glanced at his upper left corner, and stared at the wall lamp that was just lit for a while, but he was not looking at the lamp, but was thinking about whether there was anything to describe it. The word for instant noodles.

But his "eyeball soaked in wine" really affects his appetite, so that he can't think of any words that can surpass his previous description, but he doesn't want to say that he can't think of it, so he patted it mysteriously Park Jimin's shoulders, pretending to be an old man.

"If you give me a bite, I won't talk nonsense." Ahn Se-hwan's serious expression seemed to be really exchanging terms with Park Jimin, so Park Jimin believed An Se-hwan's words and agreed to give him a bite of instant noodles , and it was the first bite.

In fact, their room was originally more than just the two of them. It was a three-person room, and Zheng Haoxi shared a room with them, but now Zheng Haoxi went to see his mother in the manager's room, so this room became An Anhui. Sehwan and Park Jimin's world of two.

When people enter at the airport, their appetite and sense of smell will be more sensitive than before, not to mention that they now have a stool for each of them, and two pairs of eyes, staring closely at the instant noodle bucket that has just been poured into hot water.

It took them some time to boil the hot water, An Shihuan took this opportunity to put all the seasoning packets into the instant noodle bucket, and when the indicator light of the kettle went off, Park Jimin couldn't wait to pour the hot water into the instant noodle bucket In the noodle bucket, he also picked up An Shihuan's mobile phone that he had put aside.

"Brother! What are you doing!" An Shihuan also panicked for a moment. He thought that Park Jimin was going to press his mobile phone on the instant noodles. With dense air bubbles, the temperature is very high, and his mobile phone cannot withstand such a high temperature.

He'd rather put his hands in hot water than let his phone explode in front of the two of them.

"Don't be nervous, I just remove the phone case." Park Jimin comforted An Shihuan.

An Shihuan's requirements for daily necessities are not so high, but he will buy a good-looking mobile phone case when he sees it. This time, the mobile phone case he wears on his body has a whole plastic bear on the back. The mobile phone is not heavy. The phone case is quite heavy.

Of course, Park Jimin would not be so stupid as to put something with a battery on the instant noodle bucket to press the instant noodles. What if it exploded?When Park Jimin was young, he saw some older children throw a few uncharged AA batteries into the fire, and they exploded after a while, and in his memory, the sound of the explosion was quite loud.

He didn't know if he had made up some memories in his brain, but in Park Jimin's current memory, when the battery exploded, the upward momentum and flames rolled up a cloud of dust, and finally turned into a miniature mushroom cloud.

"I use a mobile phone case to press it. I thought the mobile phone case was useless before, but now it seems to be very useful." It can also be used to cover instant noodles.

"Brother Jimin, I think this noodle should taste better than spicy noodle."

When An Shihuan unpacked the instant noodles, he felt that the ingredients in the instant noodles were ordinary, even a bit crude, and there were five big characters "Spicy Beef Noodles" written on the outside of the instant noodle bucket, but there was no piece of beef in the package. He realized that if he didn't spend the hotel's money, he might report the brand for false advertising.

But this bowl of plain instant noodles gave An Shihuan infinite surprises. The hot water moistened the noodles inside little by little, and the seasoning melted in the water little by little, exuding an attractive fragrance , fragrant and spicy.

However, compared with carefully seasoned things like Malatang and hot pot, this bowl of instant noodles is still inferior.

"I also think that looking at this bread, it still feels a bit ordinary."

Compared with other types of ramen, Xin ramen noodles are thicker and more chewy.So when they opened the box of instant noodles, they didn't have any hope when they saw the dry noodles "thin as a hair", but after soaking in hot water, the fragrance of the seasoning burst out.

Isn't eating instant noodles just a taste?If you really eat noodles, who would eat instant noodles because of their own quality?

There was only one fork in the instant noodle bucket, and Park Jimin was Ahn Se-hwan's older brother, so Ahn Se-hwan let him take the fork first, anyway, Park Jimin had promised him that he would give him the first bite.

But Park Jimin seemed to have forgotten the promise just now, he stirred the noodles with a fork, picked it up and sent it to his mouth in a big mouthful.

An Shihuan took advantage of the hot face on Park Jimin's lips, and quietly reminded Park Jimin: "Brother, do you think this face looks like..." An Shihuan didn't finish, because he didn't He didn't know what the real noodles looked like, he just wanted to remind Park Jimin to leave him the first mouthful of noodles.

Park Jimin really forgot, who made this bowl of instant noodles so delicious?In the face of delicious food, everyone has the right to forget, and Park Jimin is just exercising this right.

"If you don't dislike me, you can eat it directly. If you don't, I'll put the noodles in the soup to soak again. Anyway, you don't know which noodle you are eating."

"No need, the noodles kissed by my brother may be more delicious." An Shihuan ran the train like this, which made Park Jimin convinced that An Shihuan had really prepared a unique adjective. An Shihuan touched his lips, You can say something different, isn't it easy to think of an adjective?

How could Park Jimin have kissed the face?He wanted to put it directly into his mouth after blowing it, but his lips were burned.

Now Park Jimin's two burnt lips are still a little painful.

"How?" Park Jimin shook off half of the noodles, so that An Shihuan would not be burned to the mouth like him, and at the same time, it would also allow An Shihuan to eat less. The big lump of noodles he picked up just now is about to catch up Instant noodles in the evening.

An Shihuan ate some hot curly noodles, but did not give an answer, but savored it carefully. "I think it's pretty good. It's fragrant and spicy, but not as spicy as hot pot." He can guarantee that people who eat this bowl of noodles will keep their ass tomorrow, but no one can guarantee it when eating hot pot.

"Are you describing?" Of course Park Jimin knew it was spicy beef noodles. Just now when An Shihuan was unpacking, he had already told him the words written on the bucket. An Shihuan can remember the words related to eating very well. Clear, for example, fragrant, or spicy.

"It's spicy." An Shihuan poked his neck forward, how could he describe it?It's spicy! "You'll know once you take a bite. I think the soup base is better than the Xin La Noodles, but the noodles are not as good as the bottom."

Park Jimin could not tell the exact taste from Ahn Shihwan, so he had to try it himself. His nose smelled the instant noodles, and his lips touched the noodles, but he just didn't grow up to what the bucket of noodles tasted like. .

However, since An Shihuan said it was delicious, it shouldn't taste too bad. An Shihuan had already boasted that Yang Malatang was the best food in the world when they despised the name Malatang.

After Park Jimin took a sip, he felt that it was indeed as An Shihuan said, if he used the seasoning packet in this bowl of instant noodles and added the noodle cake of Shin Lamian, then this bucket of instant noodles should be the love of his life recently.

Just when the two of them were about to finish eating the instant noodles, Zheng Haoxi came back.

"Shihuan, don't eat it in the middle of the night." It's not summer now, the weather outside is very cold, and I don't know what the two children are eating, it tastes too strong.

"It's not me this time!"

An Shihuan knew that there was no credibility for what he said. Every time he went on a business trip, he would take the people who lived with him to steal food, and it was An Shihuan who brought it up. Now he said that this time it was not Zheng Hao. Tin wouldn't be too convinced either.

"It's really not me this time!" An Shihuan saw that Zheng Haoxi didn't believe him, but it really wasn't him this time!

Zheng Ho-seok tilted his head, passed through An Shi-hwan and looked at Park Jimin who had been sitting in front of the table. Park Jimin hadn't moved his butt since he came in until now, and he was also accompanied by the sound of snorting and eating noodles.

Park Jimin, who felt Zheng Haoxi's gaze, freed a hand, and slowly raised it towards Zheng Haoxi, with noodles in his mouth, he began to chuckle. Children who have not yet reached the age of five are tender in comparison.

Okay, now Jung Ho-seok knows, it's really not Ahn Se-hwan, the culprit this time is Park Jimin.

"It's the last bite, brother, do you want to eat?"

When An Shihuan went to open the door, Park Jimin almost ate the noodles. An Shihuan had already eaten the last bite, and he didn't look hungry, so Park Jimin decided to take the last bite Face to Zheng Haoxi.

"Are you still eating?"

Zheng Haoxi had just met his family members, so he revealed a kind atmosphere on his body. He also asked An Shihuan for his opinion. Seeing that An Shihuan said that he didn't want to eat, he walked up to Park Jimin and held down his clothes. Collar, bent down, and took the last bite of noodles into his mouth.

"How about Auntie?" An Shihuan didn't eat much, so he lay on the bed directly. If he had just finished eating and his stomach was full of food, he would not lie down in a short time , he was afraid that he would spit it out.

"It's good, but the traffic is a bit heavy and it's hard work."

Otherwise, his mother would not come to the hotel while she was sleeping. There were many Korean sisters chasing after them. They flew from Seoul to Guangzhou, but they were afraid of stepping on the food, so they had to be on the safe side and chose them. Familiar Korean food, even if it is unpalatable, it will not be unpalatable.

And some people chose the store opened by Zheng Haoxi's family, to be precise, the shop opened by his uncle. Zheng Haoxi's mother was just a helper, not the boss.

Zheng Haoxi only ate one mouthful of noodles, so he didn't have to worry about whether he would spit it out or get fat, so he lay down beside An Shihuan carelessly.

He didn't want to sleep in the same bed with An Shihuan, the two of them haven't taken off their coats yet, how could they sleep.

An Shihuan was lying on the bed picking his hands, but he felt a gaze from his side, Park Jimin just got into the bathroom to take a shower, it must not be Park Jimin, so it is very likely to be Zheng Haoxi.

"What's the matter?" An Shihuan and Zheng Haoxi are fellow villagers, so when the two of them are alone together, they will occasionally speak the dialect of their hometown.

"Hmm..." Zheng Haoxi didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips. He opened and closed his mouth, as if human beings just started talking to their lips tens of thousands of years ago. Anyway, it doesn't look like an online IQ. look.

"It's okay, Park Jimin is taking a shower now, he can't hear us."

"How did you manage to write so many songs?"

Ahn Se-hwan and Zheng Ho-seok have known each other for so long, and they still know a little bit about Ahn Se-hwan. He will never show his full strength. Maybe he has ten points of power, but he only shows nine points to fans, but Fans will feel that his real strength is around eight points.

Zheng Haoxi still remembers Ahn Se-hwan's behavior of releasing eight songs at once, and releasing one song a day in the next few days. What he showed is definitely not his full strength, which means that he must still have Other songs that have not been released, this was also confirmed later, there are indeed many songs that have not been released by An Shihuan.

How did Ahn Se-hwan do it?Both of them learned to create systematically after remembering the company, and the two of them entered the company only two months apart. Later, An Shihuan was also assigned an idol class, and the number of creative classes he took was much less than him , but now it seems that An Shihuan is better than him in terms of creation.

"what?"

"I also really want to write songs. If I can raise the ranking of my works in the next album, I should get more money, right?" Zheng Haoxi lowered his eyes and said in a tone With some sadness, and even a little bit of study.

Zheng Haoxi made his debut as a producer before, but at that time his creative level was not good enough, he could only write some leftovers, and it was lucky that his creations were selected into the works, unlike Ahn Se-hwan, You can take out a complete work with just one lift of your hand.

It would be a lie to say that I don't envy, An Shihuan is younger than him!He has already paid copyright fees at a young age. If all the songs before were sold, he should be richer than now.

It is estimated that the copyright fee will be collected softly, right?Earn money every day without doing anything.

"How long has my brother been dancing since he was a child?"

Just now it was Zheng Haoxi who asked An Shihuan the question, but An Shihuan directly typed back the question, and it seemed that the donkey's lips were wrong.

"It seems to be dancing when I have time, and it's been ten years off and on, right?" He only remembered the approximate time and couldn't give an accurate answer.

"Has that brother heard of the 1-hour theory?" An Shihuan turned his head, and turned his eyes to the ceiling. "No matter what, as long as you persist in doing it seriously, you will definitely become a master in this field after [-] hours."

Master can’t be called a master, because everyone’s qualifications and conditions are different, but proficiency and proficiency are the minimum. The reason why Zheng Haoxi can become the main dancer is that he really likes dancing. According to his research, [-] hours It's easy to get there.

"If composition is regarded as a kind of practice, as long as the effective practice time is long enough, anyone can write like a god."

An Shihuan admitted that he does have a bit of talent in composing, and when he first practiced, he spent a lot of time composing, which greatly shortened the time for him to hit the half-hour goal.

——Four hours of hard work a day, nearly seven years to achieve [-] hours.If you practice hard for eight hours a day, it will take nearly three and a half years to reach [-] hours.At that time, An Shihuan usually started at [-] hours, and it was common to stay up all night.

[-] hours is easily achieved.

Before rebirth, some people knew how hard he was sitting in front of the computer and practicing, but after rebirth, only he himself knew how hard he was studying.

"If you want to go this way, spend more time on composing. Don't be afraid if you feel that you can't write well. The music I wrote and scrapped is more than all the songs we have sung since our debut. .”

From their debut to the present, they have released a total of eight albums, one of which is a follow-up song, so it can be regarded as seven albums, each album has at least five songs, and the total is 35 songs.

And what An Shihuan was talking about was not their songs, but the songs they had sung, and the scope was suddenly expanded. They didn't have [-] songs, but there must be [-], right?

But Jung Hoseok can also understand Ahn Se-hwan, there are so many people coming and going in their company, only eight of them made their debut in the end, everyone worked hard and tried their best to repair themselves, and those who couldn't repair themselves were naturally eliminated.The same goes for songs, Ahn Se-hwan will naturally repair songs that can be perfected, but if they really can't be perfected, they can only be discarded.

Although it is not possible to pick one out of a hundred like a big company, but it is still very scary to only have one completed song out of three or five songs.

"Oh, by the way, you have to find your own style. It is more important to find a style that suits you than to write different songs aimlessly." It is best for people to listen to it and feel: Oh!This is the song of xxx, right?Really good xxx!

In Ahn Se-hwan's past and Jung Ho-seok's future, Jung Ho-seok has indeed found his own style, and Ahn Se-hwan wants to give Zheng Ho-seok a favor. It's better to find your own style sooner than later. !

"It's just that the copyright fee is a matter of time. If you want to practice composing, it's better to find free time to compose."

Going with the trend is the most important thing. It is understandable that Jung Ho-seok wants to write songs. He has debuted with the title of producer. If the name does not match the reality, Jung Ho-seok may be attacked and questioned like Ahn Se-hwan.But Ahn Se-hwan can't let Jung Ho-seok put all his energy on writing songs, they still have to keep going.

——Everyone must work hard in the coming year.

Success is not enough for one person to work hard. Every factor needs and not only needs, they need the help of the company, but success is not only because of the company, every link is very important.

"Brother, if no one else has time, you can come to me, or use my cubas." An Shihuan bought the latest version of cubas with this group fee early on, and now it is very easy to use.

Zheng Hoseok nodded. Kim Namjoon, who is the same age as him, is the captain. He has to take care of a lot of things, and he is very busy with handover work with managers. He doesn't want to disturb Kim Namjoon.

The same goes for Min Yoongi, rather than saying that he is a musical genius, it is better to say that he is a music obsessed person, and it is not good to bother him.

Of course, he didn't want to disturb An Shihuan, who would have thought that An Shihuan would be so forthright?

Jung Ho-seok and Ahn Se-hwan lost track of time while chatting, and their attention was diverted from the sound of Park Jimin taking a shower. They even forgot that there was a person named Park Jimin in this room.

And Park Jimin heard the conversation between the two before he opened the door after taking a shower. He felt that this was the best brother in the world. When the younger brother was alone, he was not suitable to go out and listen. Besides, he was not this kind of person, he went to mix it up. What?It happened that the temperature in the bathroom was higher than outside, so he could sit on the toilet and wait for the heat to dissipate.

But the waiting time was too long, Park Jimin was already trapped by the heat, before the two of them finished talking, his legs began to feel faintly numb.

"That... can I come out? My legs are numb!"