[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

This morning, I went to the company meeting to practice with my backup dancer sister for the fan meeting at the end of the month.

YG people should dance YG's dance, this is the concept instilled in me by my manager brother.

Sitting there with my sister and discussing it for a long time...

"Skewer... Skewer???" I stuttered, and repeated what my sister just said in a daze.

"Okay," my sister got up by herself, "get up when you've decided."

"Huh?" I stood up with her in a daze, "Didn't you say it won't be difficult?"

"It won't be difficult," my sister stretched her muscles, "Come and do some exercise..."

I thought it was quite difficult, but my sister taught me to capture the features, so I learned it a few times.

It's still very interesting, and my sister helped me record the dance I practiced.

I saw it myself and found it super embarrassing.

"Wow, why didn't I become an idol at that time?" I still boasted cheekily, "Tsk, it's a pity, it's a pity."

"You're too tall." "My sister doesn't give me face at all," she stands out from the crowd, standing there and coming out immediately."

"In the end, I'm still too good-looking," I boasted, and went to the cafeteria with my sister for lunch. "Is there any activity for my sister in the afternoon?"

It's been a long time since I went out to play with this sister.

"Ah, my boyfriend took me out to play," my sister said shyly, "Our family Zhe gets off work early today."

"Tsk," I said speechlessly, "the sour smell of love."

"What about your house?" My sister smiled.

"Work," I spread my hands, "I can't help it, I'm used to it."

"Hey Yigu, our Can'er is still sensible," my sister patted my head, "I'll buy you coffee later~"

I hummed in agreement.

In the end, the coffee sister didn't buy it, but the president I met by chance bought it.

After we finished our coffee tremblingly, my sister ran away.

"Don't you have a schedule for a few days?" The president and I sat in the coffee shop, and he seemed to be very free today.

"Come to the company today to learn dance with my sister," I joined hands respectfully, "Preparing for the fan meeting."

"Prepare carefully," the president said lightly, "Although you are not directly under my control, I can say these things, right?"

"Yes, yes," I said super doggy, "YG people have to learn some YG dances."

The manager brother's words were used by me to praise the president.

"Well, that's a good point," so the president seems to be in a good mood, "Let's develop in many ways, I'm tired of dancing, and I seem to be quite talented..."

That's right, my sister showed the president the video of me practicing dancing.

"I usually like to jump around," I smirked.

"Can you sing?" The president asked casually, "Would you like to sing a song? The kid Zhilong showed me it before." The president looked at my confused expression and was a little tired, "Ah, that's it. Where are you playing, singing opera."

"Ah? Ah! That!" I clapped my hands, "That was when I was traveling with the kids."

"How about letting Zhilong write a song for you and sing it at the end of the month?" the president suggested.

"Stop it," I quickly shrugged off, "Brother is so busy."

Yesterday, I also saw that he told me that he would go to a foreign autumn and winter fashion show together in a few days.

"I'm just kidding," the president narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's still okay to hand it over to ZONA."

"Huh? Zona?" I was dumbfounded, "I haven't seen it once."

The kid really hadn't seen it once.

"Don't worry, she won't let you down," the president waved his hand, "Okay, this matter is settled, I'll go back and make a phone call, you should go back early."

Half embarrassed, I went out with the president and said goodbye.

He and Brother Zhilong rushed to the same place from two countries to attend the press conference.

Seeing me greet him with a smile, he was surprised and smiled: "I thought you would be angry for a while, and then ignore me."

...

Damn, I forgot about this.

Thinking of this, I silently took a small step back to the side.

The big brother of the reporter who originally said he was going to take a group photo with us was stunned for a moment, and asked with his eyes: "Don't you want to take a photo?"

"Sorry," Brother Zhilong said to the camera brother with a smile, and then he took a big step towards me and hugged me.

I shrugged and had no choice but to smile and take a picture together.

"Actually, I forgot long ago," I took a picture of the pretty little brothers and sisters with my mobile phone, "I was thinking about the fan meeting at the end of the month, the president..."

"Oh~ this matter~" my brother seemed to remember, and reached out to pat me, "my brother believes in you, you must sing well!"

"I didn't worry about that," said the truth, "the girl who composed the music, she..."

"Oh~ That's right~ We are actually seriously serious~" Brother Zhilong wanted to pat me again, but I pretended to be disgusted and hid away.

The reporter on the opposite side took several pictures.

It is estimated that the big brother of the reporter on the opposite side has all photographed it, and the headline of the next news will be "One of the few women in the world who dislikes GD".

"Tsk," my brother pretended to be pitiful at first, maybe he wanted the reporter to finish the filming, and then took pictures there, and said while filming, "You mean Zhi Min, that child is not bad, I'm envious of how many songs she has. .”

"I don't worry about that either! The person the president is looking for must be right," I really disliked my brother's understanding, "Did the get get to my point?"

"Want to make a friend first?" Brother asked tentatively.

"Yeah," I nodded shyly, "The kind you can't forcefully flirt with."

"Tsk, there are really many requests." The elder brother agreed with disgust, "Do you want to give you her mobile phone number?"

"No, no, no," I waved my hand and smiled, "It's more appropriate to meet in person."

When I met Zona, I was in her studio (supposedly).

It stands to reason that she should be busier than me right now.

It's the end of this year, and for high-profile super newcomers like them, it must be of great significance.

Brother Zhilong is also here, he has been free for the past few days.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but I still need to spend time making a song for a third-rate non-professional actress like me," I started very carelessly, scaring this girl who was one or two years younger than me.

But she looks really small, and she can't feel any difference when standing with other children.

Like a good girl who just came out of college.

"No, no, sister," she was very grand, waving her hands all the time, seeing that I didn't respond, she looked at Brother Zhilong, "Teacher, I..."

"This child has more lives than you, okay?" Brother Zhilong asked me to stop teasing her, "Our president is taking care of her, and he won't let her go anywhere."

When my brother said that, the girl smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Looking so good-looking should be treasured," I said, and she was even more embarrassed.

My God, how can there be such a pure child? !

Of course, I am speaking relative to her age.

It's really well protected.

"Well done Mr. President, well done," I applauded.

"Then, can we listen to the song I made first?" She interrupted me a little embarrassedly, as if she was a little embarrassed, "There will be another shooting later."

"Okay, okay," I was super reasonable, okay, watching her play the music, it sounded.

She seemed a little nervous after listening to it, and looked at me for a long time.

I'm like a teacher evaluating music.

Tsk, come on, how can I.

"Wow, Dafa," I looked at her with admiration, "Your guide is really nice too."

Also, it was originally your own song.

"It's an honor to sing for my sister," she smiled softly.

Tsk, it's really pleasing to the eye.

"Sure enough, girls understand girls better," I stretched out my hand to pat her, "Fans will be more pleasantly surprised when they hear that."

"It might be better to need my sister to write the lyrics." She put on her glasses and brought me a paper and pen, seeming a little serious. "In this way, I will be more devoted to singing."

"I haven't written it," I was a little worried, but I still took it.

"It's okay, just write whatever you want," she told me not to be nervous, "grasp a few key words and write them out."

"Ah, there's me," Brother Zhilong yelled beside him, "What are you afraid of, at worst, I'll change it back for you when the time comes."

Under the gaze of two people, I listened to the song over and over again under pressure, and wrote down the lyrics.

Brother Zhilong had been revising for a long time, discussed with Zona, and finally decided on the lyrics.

Because people really have something to do.

We are also not good at sitting for a long time. We got the music and went back happily while listening.

The author has something to say: So here comes the question:

Who is ZONA?