To my dear Miss J [Korean]

Jin Zhener put on a white ballet dress, and her long hair that was originally loose was coiled up high, revealing her fair and delicate neck. She took out her ballet shoes from the cabinet and bent slightly. These are a pair of leather shoes. The made-in-sole dance shoes are not as tight as they were when I first bought them. They are loose enough to fit just right. The toes can be stretched out naturally without affecting the sense of balance.

Adjust the elastic band on the dancing shoes with ease, and finally tie the ribbon tightly around the ankle joint.

Practice the three-hour period in summer and the three-nine-month period in winter.

Everything was ready, Jin Zhener raised his face and showed a confident smile.

Gently pushing open the door of the dance room, many people were already waiting inside.Jin Zhen'er saw Hong Xiuli in the crowd, walked towards her, patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile, "It's really early."

Hong Xiuli turned her head and looked up and down, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, "Today we want to compete fairly."

Faced with her sudden smile, Jin Zhener couldn't help asking, "I always thought you didn't like to laugh."

Hong Xiuli coughed unnaturally, and turned her face slightly, which was what Hong Kangjun asked her to do, "I just don't like joking with strangers very much."

Jin Zhen'er felt that she seemed to have opened up some new dimension. It turned out that all the aloofness came from unfamiliarity, so she took her arm with a smile, "Then we are friends."

Hong Xiuli's ears turned red quickly, and she faltered "Yes".

Jin Zhener chuckled and said nothing.

"—Ahem, the selection is about to start."

"It's started." Jin Zhener let go of her hand and returned to her position, sending an encouraging smile, "Come on."

Hong Xiuli pursed her lips and nodded, "You too."

Jin Jiner's tight-paced selection began, and Quan Zhilong was not idle. He was leaning against the wall of the practice room with his headphones on, and was practicing rap with his own lyrics book in his hand.

Li Shengxian and Jiang Dasheng rushed in from the outside noisily, each holding a mask in their hands.

Li Shengxian rolled on the floor of the practice room, "°°Hey!"

Jiang loudly and very cooperatively pulled him up from the floor, "(‵▽′) this!"

The two youngsters had a lot of fun during their break time. Quan Zhilong still had to admire their vitality. Even though the course schedule was so full that it was hard to breathe, they still wanted to fight. Quan Zhilong could only shake his head helplessly. Yes, but I don't deny that it is because of them that the atmosphere is indeed much better, at least not so depressing.

Yu Yongpei just came down from the gym, opened the door and saw two people playing like crazy, smiled and said, "You two are too noisy."

Quan Zhilong looked at the group of noisy people but smiled without saying a word, and continued to focus on the lyrics book in his hand.

Li Baoxing opened the door and knocked on the glass door, "Brother Seven said to have a dinner tonight, and asked you to come too."

Dinner = Cengfan!

"Yes!"

Li Baoxing looked at them amusedly, shook his head helplessly, then opened the door and left the practice room.

As soon as Li Baoxing left, the practice room became more noisy. Li Shengxian simply picked up the screaming chicken beside him and squeezed it to express his congratulations.

"—Chi Chi Chi Chi" began to harass Quan Zhilong's ears frantically, and he interrupted quickly, "Stop, stop, stop, go change your clothes and get ready to go."

"Yes, yes, yes." As he said that, he dropped the screaming chicken in his hand, and ran to the dressing room in a hurry.

The place for the dinner was at a barbecue restaurant not far from the company, in order to celebrate the success of Seventh Brother's tour in Seoul.

Quan Zhilong and his party greeted Seventh Brother and sat down around a table.

After a while, the waiter began to serve the dishes. There was a plate of pork belly and ribs each. The portion was not too much. The people sitting here were all boys. Naturally, the appetite of boys at this age cannot be filled with two plates of meat. , The two plates of meat were quickly settled. Li Shengxian looked at the empty plate and thought about his own empty stomach, and then looked at the steady stream of meat on the table of the president, Brother Seven, not far away.

He has to debut even for food!

The meal was almost finished, except for a few minors, everyone had some alcohol, Quan Zhilong was no exception, but his expression was quite normal after he didn't drink much, suddenly he stood up from his chair.

Yu Yongpei asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom." After saying this, Quan Zhilong looked around, and his eyes stopped in front of a sign with a bathroom.

Hearing that he just went to the bathroom, Yu Yongpei nodded and looked back and continued chatting with the people around him.

After Quan Zhilong came out of the bathroom, he turned around and went into a smoking room next door. Besides him, there were several other people in the room who were also smoking.

He went to the window and silently lit one and held it in his hand. The smell and smoke of tobacco were fascinating. Quan Zhilong only smoked to relieve stress. It is okay to taste nicotine once in a while. He said so, he hesitated After a while, you still can't enter, so just light it like this.

In the final analysis, it was because Jin Zhener didn't like the smell of cigarettes, saying it was too pungent.

It really doesn't smell good to girls.

"—— buzz"

Quan Zhilong glanced at the caller's name, put out the unburned cigarette and walked out of the smoking room, "...Zhixing."

Park Ji-sung attended Kim Dong-hwa's birthday party, most of the friends who came, and a few friends were crying and howling in front of the microphone, so true Wushuang howling and howling ghosts, which made the party's protagonist couldn't help shouting, "Go away, let me come! "

Several people also yelled without getting angry, and handed the microphone to her with a smile, "You can come!"

Jin Donghua took the microphone and pretended to adjust the mic, coughed twice, "Hey."

Taking advantage of the chaos, Park Ji-sung hugged the song-ordering device in his arms, "Nuna, tell me whose song you want to sing, I'll give you some!"

Without much thought, Jin Donghua chose a song he often listens to recently, "Then let's say "It's Been One Year"."

"--oh"

"--OK!"

Many people have heard this old song, because it is too classic.

Park Ji-sung made a "k" gesture, and soon the v of this song appeared on the ktv screen.

"...ibelieveinyuibelieveinyurind..."

The happiest part of the song has passed, but there is a bit of silence in the ktv. How can Jin Donghua sing, it is a skill to be able to tune to this point.

Remember, this is not derogatory!

After Jin Donghua sang (roared) this song without emotion, he looked innocently at the silent people, "Am I not good at singing?"

Park Ji-sung came back to his senses and applauded first, "Okay, very good!"

The rest of the people also smiled and nodded knowingly, "Okay, okay!"

Jin Donghua knew how much she weighed, so she deliberately said, "Then shall I continue?"

It's okay to continue, Park Ji-sung stood up decisively and said, "I'll pick up a friend first, and I'll come later, you can continue singing if you want to."

Escape.

Everyone except him: ...Why is he such a dog, he agreed to walk hand in hand?

Park Ji-sung: Dogs for ears, who wants to hold hands with you!

Quan Zhilong waited for a while at the place he had made an appointment with Pu Zhixing, but he didn't expect that Park Zhixing was also in this place. He thought that he would come out to meet him if he was nearby anyway, and he happened to have something to ask him.

But...what's his situation...

As soon as Park Zhixing came over, he pulled Quan Zhilong out, Quan Zhilong frowned and said, "Where are we going?"

Park Ji-sung turned around and smiled at him, "Today is Donghua Nuna's birthday, you remember the one from last time, the ktv one."

Quan Zhilong recalled it carefully, but still had no impression, so he answered directly, "I don't remember."

Park Ji-sung said, "Last time, they drove you back to the dormitory."

Quan Zhilong snapped his fingers, as if he remembered something, "Ah, so it's her."

"Yeah, so let's stop by and say hello." Greeting is one thing, mainly because there are quite a lot of girls over there, and there are quite a few beautiful ones. Park Ji-sung thinks that Jeon Ji-yong is the reason why girls know less. Obsessed with Jin Zhen'er, if you get to know a few more people, maybe you won't be so spare.

It is true that Quan Zhilong asked someone before, and Quan Zhilong couldn't refuse, "All right, but I haven't prepared anything?"

Park Ji-sung patted him on the shoulder earnestly. The young man is indeed too young. "The gift doesn't have to be a real thing. Singing a song can solve it."

Quan Zhilong, "..." He always felt that there was something in Park Zhixing's words.

The place where the birthday party was held was not far from here, and it arrived in a short while. Park Zhixing led Quan Zhilong to him on the second floor. Just as he opened the door, Quan Zhilong heard a, um... unspeakable voice.

Park Ji-sung walked in, "I'm back."

Only then did Jin Donghua see the person behind him, and he looked familiar, "Hey, isn't this the one from before?"

Quan Zhilong smiled politely at her, "I am Quan Zhilong, thank you Nuna last time."

Jin Donghua looked at him with raised eyebrows, and handed him the microphone in his hand, "Then let me play a song as a return gift. It is said that you are a professional."

Quan Zhilong, "..." Such a direct Nuna, although he was well prepared on the way here, he didn't expect it to be so straightforward.

Park Ji-sung had already hugged the karaoke machine in his arms, "Speak, sing something."

Quan Zhilong tilted his head and thought for a while, but he was interrupted by Jin Donghua before he could say it, "Is "It's Already One Year" okay?"

Everyone: How obsessed she is with this song...

Quan Zhilong had some hesitation on his face, he would know this song but he hadn't sung it much, "It's not impossible..."

Jin Donghua smiled and pushed him to the center of the crowd, "I'm looking forward to it."

Facing so many people, Quan Zhilong did not have stage fright. After all, people who have been under the stage lights since childhood have seen even the biggest scenes, but they are more or less weird in their hearts. What is he called? He came here to sing for no reason. a song...

The quality of the singer is still good, Quan Zhilong cleared his throat slightly, and nodded to Park Ji-sung, meaning that it is time to start.

"...Although it's another year, but year after year, I'm still waiting for you..."

His voice didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or something, but it had a hoarse and low aftertaste, which just matched the lyrics of this song.

Some people, once they stand on the stage, they seem to be a completely different person, such as Quan Zhilong.