[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

Believe me.

During thunderstorms, watching how Mr. Zheng shows his courage is an interesting thing that must not be missed.

Today's itinerary ended early, after driving around by myself, I picked up Mr. Zheng who came back from the practice room in the evening.

Ah, let's not talk about this.

I have unknowingly developed the habit of calling him "Mr. Zheng" (cover my face).

Because when describing things like this, there is an insincere sense of satisfaction that cannot be restrained.

...

Keke, keep talking.

It rained heavily today, and the thunder was loud.

If it weren't for the bad weather today, Mr. Zheng (Love) would usually go back to the dormitory by himself first, and then drive home by himself (Love).

Or just take a taxi home.

Summary: So it is necessary to pick Mr. Zheng home today!

It was less than ten meters from the back entrance of the company to the car, and Mr. Zheng was drenched under an umbrella.

"Oh my God, it's raining too much this day. The sweat inside the clothes was soaked and now it's raining..." Mr. Zheng, who was wet from the rain as soon as he got into the car, muttered, "You're drenched in the rain. Can I bring you the moisture from my body, oops..."

There was a flash in the sky, followed by a burst of thunder, and Zheng was already in my arms.

"???" I blacked out and pushed his head with disgust on my face, "Yeah, I already have a cold."

"Oops, there was a little bug next to the window that freaked me out just now," he smirks, and moves away to buckle up himself.

Are you sure it was the bugs that scared you, not the thunder?

The little bugs are not working at home this day, okay?

"Oh, I'm not afraid of bugs," I became playful, pretending to be flustered, "but what should I do if I'm afraid of thunder..."

"What are you afraid of?" He said the first half of the sentence smoothly, and the second half went smoothly, "I'll protect you, right?"

After speaking, he himself was thinking about the authenticity of his words.

"You?" I disgusted, "I just hope you don't scare me."

"What," he began to drift with his mouth again, "I will definitely protect you."

"How to protect me," I was half awake and doubtful, "I'm driving?"

"Then how did you drive here just now?" Sensitively, he got this point.

"...Oh, the sound of thunder just now was not so loud." Oh my god, I, Yin Can, might not be a genius, "How did you know so much just now in the practice room?"

"That's right," he actually believed me so much, pretending to be frank, "I'll cover your ears later, you drive."

"Okay," I pretended to think for a while, and agreed.

Dalei was not as diligent as before. Mr. Zheng thought that his chance to perform was gone, and he was secretly delighted.

"Boom! Boom!"

He withdrew his hand next to my ear and placed it next to his master's ear.

The speed was so fast that I thought it was my illusion.

"What sound?" He was super sensitive, looking up, looking around like a frightened animal.

"Pfft..." Damn, I couldn't hold back my laughter, "Tsk, why didn't the window be closed properly, the wind is coming in."

Pretending to complain, I reopened and closed the window.

"Scared me to death..." He complained in a super low voice, afraid that I would hold back soon after hearing it.

"Oh, where's the hand next to me?" I pretended to be panicked and shook my hand, "I'm scared to death~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand next to the ear would come back again.

After a long time, I heard Mr. Zheng add awkwardly: "My hands were itchy just now."

"Oh, that's it." It was the first time I felt that I had such terrible endurance, "Then you continue."

"Boom! Boom!"

It's thundering.

"Boom! Boom!"

Another thunder.

I found an interesting loop.

As soon as the sky flashed, the hand covering the ear was removed.

The sound of thunder just covered his ears.

As soon as the thunder passed, the ears were covered again.

What is this operation called?

Ok?

Taste yourselves.

"Forget it, forget it," I separated my hands in disgust, "Are you just letting me hear the thunder?!"

And you play like this? !

"What," he said aggrievedly, "I can't control my instinctive reaction."

"Okay, okay," I said helplessly, and turned on the music, "I can't hear it like this."

"Oh, that's it..." He nodded half-understood, and suddenly belatedly said: "Why did you turn off the music when I came in just now?"

"Ah?" I was stunned, then quiet, "..."

"Yin Can! You did it on purpose!" Well, Mr. Zheng was furious.

I had no choice but to pretend not to hear, and drove my car quietly by myself.

I'm wrong.

I shouldn't have pounced on Zheng Haoxi and played with him while he was cooking kimchi soup, and as a result, my long hair was burned all of a sudden.

This must be what I got for teasing him last night.

"What should I do?" I looked helplessly at Zheng Haoxi, who was almost vomiting from laughing, and cried to death.

It's really hard to grow long hair.

"Hey Yigu," he turned off the fire first, and touched my half-stuck hair, "Have you cut it?"

He asked a little cautiously.

"Hmm..." Although I didn't want to do this, it seemed that there was really no way.

But I'm going to shoot a magazine cover tomorrow, so it's really no problem.

"Don't be sad, short hair is also super pretty," he coaxed me, "I'll call the sister I know and ask her to come home and cut it for you."

"Ah, I don't have any appetite." I felt that I was in a daze now, "I'd better call my manager brother first."

I lay on the sofa and called my brother slowly: "Brother, I'm going to cut my hair short..."

"Huh? Why?" My brother probably was eating too, so he didn't realize it, "Cut your hair? Isn't your hair pretty good, hasn't it grown long?"

"It's messed up," I want to cry if you don't say it, "the stylist sister Hoseok knows will come to help me cut this afternoon..."

"How much is it blurred, please send me a picture," my brother was also anxious, anxious to see it.

I also took a picture of him with nothing to love.

"Hiss... Isn't your cut shorter than the previous TV series?" My brother also became worried, "I haven't tried such a short one before..."

"If not, let's wear a wig tomorrow." I glanced at Haoxi who was also on the balcony with a phone contact, "Haoxi said that the sister from their company used to come to the dormitory to help them with their hair."

"It doesn't matter, you finished editing and taking pictures... Forget it, I will come over in the afternoon, if not, I will take you to the beauty room," my brother tried to find a way for me, and finally sighed, "Girl, can you save me some snacks?"

"My dear brother..." I coaxed him, "I will never dare again..."

Actually, it's not my fault, what do you think?

"Okay, I'll get in touch with tomorrow's affairs first, so I'll hang up first," he said a few words and hastily hung up the phone.

I looked up and looked at Zheng Haoxi who was staring at my hair, "What are you looking at?"

It really hurts that you look at me so pitifully.

"My sister said that you might look good with short hair. She's going to prepare something and come in the afternoon." He pulled me up, "Go to dinner first."

I followed him and ate the kimchi soup that I loved and hated.

When he was finally in a better mood, he suddenly said to me across the way:

"Our family Micky got burned like this once..."

"..." I looked up and squinted at him.

He shivered exaggeratedly, and quickly buried himself in his meal.

It is estimated that the elder sister happened to have time, and she came not long after we finished eating.

"Sister didn't eat, right? Shall I cook something for you?" I looked at her apologetically, "I have to go to the company to get things and come back from home. It's really hard."

"Sit down first, hope can get it done," my sister pushed me down and checked my hair, "It burned a lot..."

"Can my sister save it?" I looked at her hopefully.

"No," the sister was super honest, "I'll show you a few short haircuts..."

She prepared some samples for me to look at first, and took out the hair cutting tools by herself.

The manager brother came early, so I just happened to be able to discuss it with him.

"Why don't you cut it super short?" I pointed him to the picture.

"Ah, don't mess around," my brother broke out in a cold sweat, "I called the president, and he told you to be as normal as possible."

"Really?" I glanced at Zheng Haoxi who was making something, and thought for a while:

If I cut it, my hair is probably shorter than his, so I don't want it.

"Just a little shorter than Fuzhu, how about not having that hairstyle?" My sister suggested.

"But you're going to a party at the end of the year. Wouldn't it be too weird to wear such a short hair in an evening dress?" The manager was worried there.

"In this case, I will always be the only one in the show." I thought about it, "Lady's suits are also very good-looking."

"It doesn't seem too bad if you think about it that way," my sister naturally let me go. After thinking about it for a long time, the manager decided to call the president first, and it took a long time to report before agreeing.

I agreed and started cutting.

First cut off the paste, and then repair layer by layer.

The final effect is quite satisfactory, but a little uncomfortable.

Zheng Haoxi also stared at the side for a long time.

"I have decided that this year I will wear a lady's suit, which is super cool and will fascinate thousands of girls," I began to fantasize there, "Brother help me talk to the room manager and the others."

"Hey..." My brother looked like he was about to cry, and took a lot of pictures of me, as if he was communicating with tomorrow's staff, "Be careful next time."

The second day's shoot was supposed to be more feminine, because I changed my hairstyle all of a sudden.

They have to change the whole style accordingly, but fortunately they are quite satisfied with this hairstyle.Although a little tired, the efficiency is relatively high.

The cover of this issue also naturally aroused people's search for the topic of "Yin Can short hair".

The author has something to say: He: Our Can'er Barabara...

Me: Mr. Zheng from our family, Barabara...

happy halloween~

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