[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

[Zheng Haoxi, why am I so good? 】

Mr. Zheng and I played games online several times, but I didn't expect to be killed by him within a few seconds of each start.

I sent a message very depressed, and asked questions with a very sincere heart.

[I don’t know, but if it’s Jungkook, how many times will you break the record for the fastest death? 】

This guy gave a very simple answer, and I don't know if he is laughing at me.

【cut...】

I need to face the wall and think about it, and by the way, think about whether there is a way to defeat him.

【Have you arrived safely? 】

He didn't mention the game very much to save face, and asked me if I was at Brother Heechul's concert.

[Come on, the economic man is parking the car. 】

Speaking of which, I looked at the current specific location.

Put on your coat, pack your bag and aid kit, and double check that nothing was left behind.

[Okay, it’s fun~ I’ll pick you up after the end. 】

This guy is still in rehearsal at the company.

[Ah, I saw Sister Taeyeon, I won't tell you anymore! 】

I saw that the person who pulled up from the opposite side seemed to be my sister Taeyeon.

"Sister!" Without waiting for my manager brother, I took the initiative to open the car door and rushed towards my sister, "Long time no see! I brought you snacks!"

Although I am more than a little taller than my sister, standing in front of him is still as well-behaved as a pet.

"Cough cough cough..." Sister Taeyeon was obviously scared by me, but still smiled helplessly, "Thank you, hey Yigu..."

It's a snack, that is, a small candy that adds sugar.

She said "Ai Yigu" because I stuffed a handful into her bag.

"Has it been filming like this all this time?"

My sister was curious and pointed to the video camera and several writers not far from me.

"Yeah, sister, just pretend it doesn't exist~"

I am grinning.

"Then let's go in."

I was in a good mood, holding her arm, and just as I was about to walk, my sister suddenly said "ah".

I don't know why I looked at her.

She took out a headband that would glow at the concert from her bag.

"Low your head," my sister joked, "I can't even reach it."

"okay."

I bow my head obediently.

"Let's go."

My sister helped me arrange my hair, and I can still feel that my sister helped me with my hair with great satisfaction.

The two of us entered the waiting room together, and said hello to Heechul and the others.

There are all kinds of people inside. I guess we came at the wrong time, because the show is about to start.

"Hey Yigu! Our Kyuhyun," Eunhyuk brother seemed to be several years behind in the news, with a face full of regret, "By the time my brother retired from the army, our Yin Can had already run away with other boys! Brother There is no way to arrange a meeting for you!"

"Brother, don't be like this." Seeing him beating his chest and feet made me speechless, and I hugged him, "You look like an old man who has lived in the mountains for a long time and lagged behind..."

As soon as I said that, Brother Donghai, who was sitting quietly next to me, smiled shyly.

"Our army really cried that day during the same period," Brother Donghai just sat there and didn't stand up, so I had to take the initiative to give him a high five. He looked at me very seriously, "How could I be discovered..."

He looked puzzled.

"Both of them's clumsy hiding methods." Brother Xi Chu took my shoulders to take a photo with him, "Brother has published a book!"

Putting on his exclusive stinky face shape, I cooperated with stinky face together.

"But my brother doesn't even have a single person to implement it."

I smiled, and saw that his hand that pressed the photo suddenly shook, and our group photo was just blurred.

"Yeah, pick something good to say."

Brother Heechul really wanted to beat someone up, but the staff dragged them to get ready for the concert.

A series of "relatives" and friends of us who were invited over went to take their seats one after another.

Although it is the special seat at the back, it is better to be separated from the fans in front by the fence.

At the beginning, the headbands on the heads of my sister and I were particularly conspicuous.

We were both excited for a long time.

"Sister, do you singers always pretend to be fake when they sing this kind of song?" As an ignorant person, I asked, "I think our Zheng Haoxi sometimes pretends too much, and I want to beat him."

Sister Taeyeon leaned on me and smiled for a long time, then nodded.

"According to the style of the song," my sister said so funny, "I can't stand my pretending..."

"Sone love is enough."

I actually comforted her intimately for a long time, which made her laugh again.

The concert is really super fun.

The concerts of each group and each family are different, and each has its moments of laughter and tears.

I think it would be great if our family, Jung Ho-seok, is like SJ after he gets discharged from the military.

But the premise is that there will be no fewer members, but I also believe that it will definitely be like this.

Zheng Haoxi came a little earlier and looked for it. We watched it together for a while.

At the end of the concert, he also cried, as an ELF together.

We went backstage together, watching my brothers hugging and blowing out cake candles.

We stayed for a long time before leaving.

"Are you going to Japan tomorrow?"

As soon as I got in the car, I suddenly remembered the fact that it was today and he was going on a long trip.

Every time I go, I stay in Japan for more than a week. How can I survive?

Oh yes, work.

"Well," he nodded slightly, and poked my face with the other hand that was not holding the steering wheel, "don't be unhappy."

"How am I happy?"

I looked at him resentfully.

"Think about the concert just now."

He smiled and gave me a tip.

"Happy," I smiled, then remembered that he was going to leave me for more than a week, and sighed, "Not happy."

"Then tell you something fun?"

He winked at me and asked.

"talk."

I pretended to be powerless and leaned aside, relying on the night scene on the road.

"I'm telling you, Jungkook." He mentioned his baby brother again, and he smiled all over his face again, "I cried during the encore concert, and I cried super hard."

"...Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously, "Funny?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , everyone who accompanied us here," he started imitating, saw that I still couldn't get his point, and threw his phone to me, "I found it online, photo album, photo album..."

I clicked on his photo album, flipped through his lengthy selfies and sneak shots of me (wanting to hit someone), and saw a video that seemed to be a live concert.

"..." I clicked on it and looked at it for a long time, "Pfft..."

I couldn't help it.

"Look, you laughed too," he yelled loudly, "Brother Zhen and the others laugh so hard they're going to lose their temper! It's just that I was still feeling sad at that time!"

"Yes, yes, you are a sentimental person," I complained to him, then covered my face, deeply ashamed, "We are really unqualified brothers and sisters..."

My dear brother was crying, but actually laughed there.

The point is that I haven't held back yet.

Otherwise, you can jump out and "blame" them!

"Jungguo is so cute," he said innocently, "I want to laugh no matter what he does."

"Hmm..." I tasted it myself, "I can laugh too."

"Happy?"

He saw that my mood had obviously improved, and I, who had been watching the video and laughing, said something.

"Huh? Yes," I nodded, "It's okay, I have many friends, and they will accompany me."

But they are also very busy.

"It's cold," he nodded, pointing to the pedestrians hurrying up and down the road, "Look at the scarf that person is wearing, it seems very warm."

I don't know if it's conscious or unconscious, but that's what he said anyway.

"Really? I don't know where I bought it." I also looked at it and shrugged. "It's just warm, and the style is not your style."

"Is it warm?"

He smiled at me, and continued to drive seriously without caring.

He didn't know that he said it casually, but I really cared about it.

I have also been busy this week when he is not at home.

Activities are:

Woven scarves.

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