To my dear Miss J [Korean]

Li Shengxian said that it was very painful. On the first day of becoming a roommate, he patronized to watch Quan Zhilong read "j" all night, can he still sleep well!

Because he couldn't bear it anymore, Li Shengxian sat up from the bed with a pair of panda eyes and said to Quan Zhilong, "Brother, I know that Jun Nua is very good, but it's already late." It's almost twelve o'clock , can you stop for a while and sleep or something.

Quan Zhilong suppressed his smile and got up from the bed, hugged Li Shengxian who was wrapped into a ball through a layer of quilt, leaned into his ear and yelled loudly, "——j"

As soon as the words were finished, Quan Zhilong slipped back to his bed with a smile again, covered the quilt and hid himself in it.

Li Shengxian, "..." The disease must be cured, and the medicine must be taken.

Quan Zhilong: I don't care if I don't listen, I just don't take medicine.

A white light flashed across the sky, and Li Shengxian woke up in a daze. He picked up the alarm clock beside him and saw that it was 06:30 in the morning.

Carefully lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. He couldn't sleep well all night. Li Shengxian didn't need to look to know that the dark circles on his face should be heavy again, so he put on his slippers and walked around to the bedroom "Big Brother" In front of Quan Zhilong, seeing that there was still a notebook beside his pillow, out of kindness, Li Shengxian picked up the notebook and prepared to put it on the table for him.

The notebook was safely put back on the table, and Li Shengxian stared at it for a while.

……

Li Shengxian: Curiosity should be less in the future!

It’s the end of June, and the preparations for the debut practice are still in progress. In order to take promotional photos, five people came to the scene early in the morning. Part of the time was spent on setting and making up, and there was a delay in choosing clothes. It officially starts at noon.

"—Crack"

Jin Zhener took a photo with her mobile phone, which contained their lunch today.

Min So Eun also gradually got used to Kim Jin Ah's behavior of taking pictures before meals, and would occasionally take a picture or two along with her.

"Okay, let's start."

Putting away the phone, Jin Zhener clasped his hands and said a prayer, and Min So-eun followed the same example and said a prayer.

At noon, the two of them did not settle for lunch in the school cafeteria, and chose a newly opened restaurant outside the school.The environment is elegant and relatively quiet. As for the food, it looks good just from the appearance.

"By the way, Zhener." Min So-eun suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"Huh?" Jin Zhener raised his head and took a sip of the orange juice beside him.

"Didn't we say tomorrow that we will hold a celebration for the senior seniors?"

Jin Zhener put down the cup in his hand, his eyes were a little puzzled, "Oh... there seems to be such a saying, what's wrong?"

"Senior Yaying said you can go and watch." Min So-eun moved her face closer and innocently looked at Jin Zhen'er, implying that she wanted to take a look.

Jin Zhener said, "...There's nothing interesting about it." That celebration was the last place where a group of high school seniors went crazy before the exam, and they had nothing to do to join in the fun.

"Yeah~" Min So Eun held Jin Jin Ah's hand and acted coquettishly, with a look of "she wants to go, she wants to go" in her eyes.

Jin Zhen'er, "..." Just be sure that she will take the soft and not the hard!

That celebration was really...boring!

Jin Zhener was leaning in the corner of the auditorium and brushing y boredly. Now the representative seniors on the stage are still giving speeches, the same long-winded speech as she imagined.

Min So-eun was also bored like Kim Jin-ah, which was a bit different from what she thought.

Jin Jiner turned her gaze from the phone to Min So-eun, and whispered in her ear, "Why don't we go."

Min Suen hesitated for a while, obviously still a little unwilling, "Wait a little longer, just wait a little longer!"

"Well, it's up to you." Jin Zhen'er seemed to give up, leaning on the chair helplessly, and picked up the phone again to swipe.

The auditorium was boring, and there was no new news from y. Jin Zhener refreshed his friends' news, but unexpectedly found the update of Quan Zhilong's big size y. There was only one picture, no words on it, and only the backs of five boys .

This should be the future bigbang... right?

There is nothing special about swiping down on y. Quan Zhilong doesn't seem to update the dynamics on y very much. In Jin Zhener's impression, it is not as frequent as the trumpet.

There is nothing to see anymore, Jin Zhener turned off y, and reopened another software—line, this software Jin Jiner is very familiar with, and many young Koreans used it in 2013, but now, this Not many people know about it in the era when the Internet was not so popular.

Just when Jin Zhener was concentrating on making line, there was a sudden commotion in the auditorium, as if the speech in the auditorium had ended.

"It's about to start, it's starting!" Min So-eun tugged at Jin Jin-ah's cuff excitedly.

The senior high school students in the auditorium stood up and applauded after hearing the end. The speech was over and the celebration had just begun.

Whether it is an artist or music, yg has a uniqueness that people will never forget. Music also pays attention to cultivating the singer's creative ability.

In the six years since Jun Zhilong came to YG, under the instructions of the president, from the beginning of one song a week, to now one song a day.With hard work and a little talent, it can be said that creation has become his habit.

Because of the president, Quan Zhilong came to the office early, holding a handwritten manuscript, which he prepared for himself. The lyrics are still in the state of second revision, and today I specially brought them for The president checks the grades.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, President Yang opened the door and came in, took off his hat and put it on the table, and asked, "Here we are, how is the change?"

"The second revision has been completed." Quan Zhilong handed over the manuscript he had prepared, then bowed his head and took a step back.

The president didn't check it immediately, so he put the manuscript aside and said to him, "I'll tell you the answer later, you go down now."

"Then I'll go down to practice first." Quan Zhilong nodded without delay, turned around and left the office after bowing to the president, and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

After leaving the office, Quan Zhilong walked towards the recording studio on the third floor, where several other people should be there. Their debut song this time has already been prepared, and they just need to record it properly.

Quan Zhilong cautiously pushed open the door of the recording studio, poked his head out, greeted Dong Yongpei who was sitting on the sofa beside him, and walked in.

At this time, the accompaniment music started, and it happened to be the part where Lu Jiang was loud. Quan Zhilong didn't bother them and found an empty seat to sit down and listen carefully.

But listening to Quan Zhilong suddenly frowned, there seemed to be something wrong with Jiang Dalou's voice, there was a very obvious pronunciation error just now, and he himself seemed to know it well.

"Pause for a moment." Jiang said loudly, taking off the headset.

Li Baoxing handed the water up first, "Can't you go up?"

"Let me try again." Jiang took a few sips of the water loudly, and his throat hurt a bit from the high-pitched part.

"Let's go to the hospital. I also had a cold for a long time before, and I couldn't sing at all." Quan Zhilong was sick before, and now Jiang Loulou is sick. The more critical junctures are, the more problems will arise, especially at this stage of recording.

Jiang hesitated loudly for a while. He also knew that this is an extraordinary period, and every minute and every second of time is precious, but if his voice keeps going like this, it will only get worse. "Then I'll go to the hospital."

"Go."

Jiang’s loud part had to be kept for the time being, and let others fill it in first. Quan Zhilong took a copy of the material from the recording teacher, looked it up and down for a while, and suddenly asked, “Where is Brother Shengxian? Let him first Let's record it."

"Should be in the practice room."

"Then I'll go and call him." After arranging everything, Quan Zhilong stood up from the chair and put his hat back on.

Standing at the door of the practice room, Quan Zhilong heard the sound of music coming from inside. When the door was opened, Xiao Shengxian was tutoring Da Shengxian in dancing. He knocked lightly on the glass on the door, "Sheng Xian elder brother."

Cui Shengxian didn't stop what he was doing, and looked at Quan Zhilong in the mirror, "What's wrong?"

"Today's plan has been changed. Dalou's voice is not good now. I sent him to the hospital. You can record later." Quan Zhilong said.

"What's wrong with the loudness?" Cui Shengxian stopped dancing this time, and turned off the music by the way.

"It should be caused by a cold. You can only find out after going for an examination. You should go first."

"Okay." Cui Shengxian didn't refuse to pick up a bottle of water and walked outside.

"Is that okay?" Li Shengxian said.

"It can only be decided like this for the time being. You can continue to practice, I'm in the vocal music classroom next door." Quan Zhilong said as he walked, time is too tight, it is better to make arrangements early.

……

"I am back."

Jiang Dalou returned to the dormitory after eight o'clock in the evening, and Quan Zhilong was the first to go up to ask the specific situation when he saw him back, "Shoulou, what did the hospital say?"

"Ah...some inflammation." While speaking, his voice was still a little hoarse.

"Let's rest early today, and we'll talk about the recording thing tomorrow depending on your specific situation."

"En." Jiang nodded loudly, then took out his mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Quan Zhilong. The captain Quan Zhilong will take over all their mobile phone supervision in the future.

"Go." Quan Zhilong took the phone and held it in his hand.

As their debut was approaching, things happened one after another, and there was no way to distract them from other things, such as the recording, their physical condition, and the homework they handed in. Quan Zhilong felt that he was being treated as a n It's not so easy to be a captain when you order personally...

But it wasn't nothing, Quan Zhilong looked at the phone in his hand.