[Entertainment] Come to the bowl

After the trip was over, the girls returned to the dormitory in the nanny car. The manager stayed for a while and then left. Before leaving, he gave a few words of advice to Nan Zhi, the key observation subject.

After all, it is nothing more than the three rules of new female idols.

First: You can't go out to play at will

Second: Don't eat at will

Third: Do not send SNS at will

It's really a smile on the face, and the mother in my heart sells it!

If she adheres to these three rules and doesn't let go, she probably won't even be able to touch the hem of her future boyfriend's clothes, so how can she hug and hold her high!

At this time, the importance of harmony in the group is reflected. If the relationship between the members is good, they will naturally cover for you. If the relationship is not good, let alone help you fight with the manager.

After the manager left, Nan Zhi found an excuse and slipped out. She was still wearing the song costume she wore in the morning. The pure white suspender dress outlined a plump girlish look, revealing her delicate collarbone, and her palm-sized face was slapped The black mask covered more than half of it, and a pair of crescent moon eyes were full of water, looking pure and sweet.

System: "Master, why don't you change your clothes? When you go to the scene, everyone wears hip-hop styles. It's too conspicuous for you to dress so pure!"

"You'll know in a while."

Nan Zhi smiled softly and said mysteriously.

After arriving at MENT TV station, Yerin was picked up by Song Minho's manager, who led her directly from the underground parking lot to the backstage waiting room.

He knocked lightly on the door, and then walked in directly, Nan Zhi followed behind him with small steps.

Song Minho, who was sitting on the side practicing rap, raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Nan Zhi standing gracefully behind his manager, and stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, showing a gingival smile.

"Min Ho, why don't you introduce me?"

Zico sat aside and watched the two with playful smiles.

Based on his understanding of Min Ho, there must be something wrong with these two.

"Brother, this is Yilin from GFriend, my good friend, we met when we were learning to paint."

Song Minhao took Nan Zhi's hand and asked her to stand beside him, and introduced Zico seriously.

He doesn't know why, but he just wants Zico to recognize Yerin.

"Hi, I'm Zico."

Zico stood up and stretched out his hand towards Nan Zhi.

"Zicoxi is a senior I respect very much."

Nan Zhi bowed and shook hands with him lightly.

They hugged each other for a while, and the three of them sat down on the sofa.

It was only then that Song Minhao noticed the clothes Nan Zhi was wearing, and seeing the girl's white and delicate skin exposed in large areas, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet for a moment, and the tips of his ears were red.

"Ouba, do you have any extra clothes? I sneaked out after the trip, and I haven't had time to change."

Nan Zhi bit her lips lightly, lowered her head and said shyly, her slender and fair neck curved beautifully.

She came here as soon as she was on her way.

This sentence played in Song Minho's mind over and over again in a loop.

Her game is really so important to her!

Why did he feel heavy in his heart?

Obviously just now he thought that as long as he could show his talents, it didn't matter whether he won or lost, but now he didn't want to disappoint the expectations of the girl in front of him.

He wanted to go to the end and hold the honor in front of her.

"I don't have any extra clothes now, why don't you wear my coat first!"

Seeing that Song Minho was only wearing a black T-shirt, Zico said sweetly.

"Yirin wear my T-shirt, I wear hyung's coat."

Song Minho came back to his senses and said quickly.

He quickly took off the black T-shirt and handed it to Nan Zhi. The white vest inside was tightly attached to his waist, revealing his charming abdominal muscles.

Zico lowered the brim of his hat, covered his mouth and smiled secretly when he saw Song Minho's fear of Yerin wearing other boys' clothes.

His little brother has grown up!

I know what to do!

Nan Zhi took Song Minhao's clothes and went to the bathroom to change. The boy wore the right clothes, but they were very wide on Yilin's body, covering her buttocks, revealing a circle of lace in a white dress, looking pure and seductive.

in the waiting room

"Tell me, do you like Yilin?"

Zico sat on the chair with his legs crossed and asked, with a smile on his face that he had seen through everything.

"I...I don't know either."

Song Minho turned his head sideways and said coyly.

"That's what I like!"

Zico said with a smile on his face, patting his thigh non-stop.

Why do you feel like marrying a son?

Although he felt that Yelin and Minho were a good match, he still had to help check it out.

When Nan Zhi changed her clothes and returned to the waiting room, Song Minhao turned around after only one glance, his ears blushing.

Obviously he looks very ordinary in clothes, why does it look so good on Yelin.

Thinking that the clothes he was wearing were now tightly attached to the girl's delicate skin, Song Minho almost didn't choke on his own saliva.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Nan Zhi, but the moment his eyes touched the girl's curved eyebrows, he lowered his eyes like an electric shock, and the thick and slender eyelashes covered the joy in his eyes.

System: "Ding! Song Minho's current favorability: 60"

Hearing the system's notification tone, Nan Zhi bent her lips.

System: "My master's routine is too deep, what should I do? Wait online, I'm in a hurry!"

"Routines that are just enough to stop, just the right amount of pretense, tried and tested repeatedly."

Nan Zhi said lightly.

System: "Master, actually, I don't even believe in punctuation when you say something."

Seeing that her favorability has increased, Nan Zhi didn't compare with this mentally handicapped statistic.

Before going on stage, Nan Zhi carefully helped Song Minhao tidy up his clothes, raised her eyes, and said seriously: "Ouba, you will definitely win, anyway, the winner is Song Minhao."

He would win, and hold the honor before her.

The exciting night is coming soon.

Nan Zhi was standing in the audience wearing a mask, and wearing Song Minho's black T-shirt looked less eye-catching at last.

The atmosphere at the scene was so high that it exploded, and it was hard for Nan Zhi to be an outlier, so she could only shake her body and scream along with the audience.

The fighting power of the girls next to her was so strong that her ears were buzzing.

The atmosphere reached its climax when Song Minho’s supporting guest Taeyang appeared on stage. I have to say that Taeyang’s timbre really added a lot to the song “Cowardly”. The scene where I ate the CD was no joke. It is definitely a pleasure to match the guns together.

This song is different from Song Minho's previous style, but it truly tells about his growth path, which resonated with many people. She even saw the girl next to him wiping tears secretly.

The final result can be imagined, Song Minhao won BN and officially advanced to the final.

After Song Minhao returned to the waiting room, he saw Nan Zhi standing at the door with a smile on his face, his head became hot, and he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Nan Zhi felt that his hands were even trembling slightly.

"Ouba, you did it."

Nan Zhi patted his shoulder lightly and said with a smile.

"Yirin, thank you."

Song Minho said softly.

"Ouba, what you should be most grateful for is yourself, who has gone through a lot of hardships and can still face it with a smile."

Nan Zhi stepped back and said softly to him.

"Um……"

Song Minho scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this time, Zico and Song Minho's father opened the door and walked in. The ambiguous atmosphere between the two was not too obvious. Song's father might not be able to see it, but how could Zico, who knew what Minho was thinking, not be able to see it.

Zico coughed softly, and then said: "Min Ho, I still have something to do, so I won't have dinner with you in a while."

"Brother, come eat with us!"

Song Minho ran to Zico's side and hugged his arm coquettishly.

I go!

What is this operation!

He had never acted coquettishly with Nan Zhi before!

Has she unlocked some strange skills in the future male ticket?

"I really have something to do."

Zico pulled off Song Minho's arm and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's have dinner together in a few days."

Song Minho smiled foolishly, and then said.

After Zico left, the three of them moved to a restaurant in a car. It was a restaurant that Song Minho often went to, and the secrecy was very good.

"Dad, this is Yilin, my good friend and an artist."

Song Minho introduced with a smile on his face.

"Hi Uncle, I'm Yilin."

Nan Zhi stood up, bowed politely, and greeted her.

"Hello."

Papa Song replied with a kind smile.

"Yirin, I don't know if you've ever talked about love?"

Papa Song asked curiously, almost writing the words "sell your son" on his face.

"Uncle, not yet."

Nan Zhi smiled shyly and said softly.

"I haven't talked about it. My Min Ho has never been in a relationship. What do you think of him?"

Papa Song said with a smile on his face.

He is very satisfied with this little girl!

She is pretty and sweet, and looks like she has a good personality, which matches well with their Min Ho!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Song Minhao who was drinking water at the side was choked all of a sudden, Nan Zhi quickly patted him on the back.

Father Song, who was sitting by the side, was even more satisfied when he saw this scene.

"dad……"

Song Minho called Papa Song reproachfully.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore! Eat, eat!"

Papa Song picked up the chopsticks and secretly smiled.

He saw that these two people were having fun.