[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

I looked at the bustling table full of people drinking wine, and I was a little confused for a moment, so I had to lick my lips.

We agreed to drink together, but I felt uncomfortable myself.

A few college classmates in Seoul, who used to be together, chatted in the chat room where they hadn't sent a message for hundreds of years, and they made an appointment.

The children asked me if I would go, so I glanced at my schedule, and I wanted to say I wasn't going.

But the kids said they would come on my time.

I thought about Zheng Haoxi going to hold a concert again during this time, and I finally took a day off, so I agreed.

After the autograph session, my manager sent me to the address they gave me.

More people came than expected.

When we went, everyone was already eating in a circle.

I also saw my first love.

"We're here!"

A senior who used to be clean and thin, but is now fat like an uncle, took aim at me, waved and shouted at me excitedly.

"Hey Yigu, Can is here!"

"Sure enough, entertainers are different, they all shine!"

"I used to think it was pretty good, but now I can't see it!"

"It's a good TV series to watch!"

"It can be said that it is the pride of our school. The last time I went back to my alma mater, the professor was still showing off..."

If I don't know people, I can say that they are people who love flattery.

But they really congratulated, which made me most uncomfortable.

I'm really not used to being praised sincerely by others, I'm afraid I will drift away.

I wanted to make a fuss, but they praised me in one episode, so I immediately gave up.

Transform into a docile appearance, and obediently say hello to them.

I sat next to a sister of mine who is still in good relationship, and I still kept in touch with this sister before.

But I changed my mobile phone number frequently, and gradually lost contact.

"Sister misses you so much~" I gave her a hug, "You really look good now~"

The standard coquettish tone is specially used to hook up with the young lady and increase the favorability of the young lady.

"Oh! I miss you too!" She hugged me back tightly, looked at me with a smile on her face, "I contacted you when I came to Seoul, but the phone number was empty..."

"I was wrong," I rubbed my hands and took out my phone, "Please tell me my sister's phone number~"

I handed over my mobile phone, and everyone gathered around and had an exchange of mobile phone numbers with me.

After changing the mobile phone number, I went back to my respective places, so I had nothing to do.

Today everyone ate beef, and I ordered cold noodles myself.

While I was eating intently, Chulianjun and the sister next to me changed places and talked to me:

"Long time no see, Yin Can~"

I blinked and looked over.

Compared with before, Mr. Chulian has grown a little flesh.

No, it's stronger.

"Hi, brother," I smiled at him, "It's been a long time."

Overall, my first love was pretty good.

In the end, too, nothing embarrassing happened.

"We're together now," he smiled, "We're still together, eh."

"Well," I was embarrassed, and smiled, "Yeah."

I filled him with wine and we clinked glasses.

"We were not very good at drinking, Can, but now we are better at it," he joked, "I used to make fun of you for not being good at drinking."

"It's all from practice," I waved my hand, "I also practiced it after throwing up countless times..."

When I was a model, when I was not working, I would go to play with my sisters, drink and vomit.

"When did you get together?" He was curious, tilting his head to look at me, "I think it's amazing that you two can be together..."

"Why do you feel miraculous?" I wondered and looked at him.

"I don't think you can tell. The girl's face is a problem," he helped me analyze. "The point is that he went to Seoul to be a trainee at that time."

"That's it." I nodded and covered my face, "You're right. At that time, I thought it was not good for me to delay him."

"But you didn't go there after that," he shrugged, "so when is it?"

"Well," I silently swallowed my cold face, "one year after his debut?"

"I've endured it for a long time," he nodded affirmatively there, and poured me wine, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What?" I laughed, took a sip of my own drink, and continued to eat noodles, with occasional bits of their grilled meat.

They chatted about the ground, they talked about me and they talked about Zheng Haoxi.

Talking about how good BTS is, how good their music is, and how good their dancing is.

"Call him?"

I took a sip of pumpkin porridge and looked up to ask.

"Eh?! Can you?!"

A schoolgirl was excited.

Next to her was my relative at the same level, who looked at him with a very speechless expression, "Don't you see who our boyfriend is?"

They all suddenly realized.

I covered my face in embarrassment and called Hope Nim.

Waited a few seconds, hoping that nim answered the phone:

"Hello? Can?"

"Well," under the gaze of everyone, I was under a lot of pressure, "Haoxi..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" His voice was hoarse after the concert, "Why is the voice so low?"

"Ah, no." With so many people watching, could my voice not be too low, "I'm having dinner with college kids right now."

They were super excited to see me mention them.

"Yeah, are you still having dinner?" He smiled, "Drink less wine, I won't be able to take you home today..."

"Ah," I whispered, not wanting to make trouble in front of everyone, "the kids want to talk to you, they are all BTS fans."

What I said here can be regarded as an introduction to them.

I gave them my mobile phone, and they each said something lively.

All kinds of fancy compliments, fancy "recognition of relatives", the boastful Zheng Haoxi, who is so talkative, fell silent.

He is also probably confused.

"..." His hoarse voice finally suppressed, "Thank you everyone."

"Pfft..." I explained to everyone who was still excited, "After the concert, he can't speak very well, and his ears are not very good..."

It can be directly attributed to his bad ears, and he can't hear well.

"It's okay! Go to bed early! We won't bother you anymore!" Everyone was very reasonable and understood, and returned the phone to me.

"Can?" He called my name in a scared tone.

"Pfft..." I tried my best to hold back, "My family will tell you again."

I didn't bear it until I went home. When my manager picked me up, I already called him to harass him:

"Please let me laugh for a minute first."

As I said that, I really started laughing.

"Yeah, are you drunk?" The manager looked disgusted, "You're still out of your mind."

Zheng Haoxi didn't speak, and when I stopped laughing, he asked helplessly:

"Have you finished laughing?"

"Well," I nodded, "my throat is a bit dry after laughing."

I also talked a lot today, which made my saliva moist.

"I know what you're laughing at," he said, amused too. "They're so enthusiastic."

"I feel the same way. I'm totally scared today." When I thought about how I was when I first went there, I got scared and trembled. "I'm most afraid of people praising you seriously, don't you know that?"

"I know," he replied, and suddenly said, "Your first love brother is here too?"

"...Yes," I was silent for a few seconds, "but how do you know?"

"He said hello." He pretended to be nonchalant, pretending to be a failure, "Did you drink with him?"

"..." I didn't deny it, but said in another way, "I drank with everyone."

"Did you clink glasses with him?" He asked me again, he must have asked me angrily.

"I touched it," I said, "he came to say hello, and we chatted for a while."

"Still chatting," he complained, "what are you talking about?"

"Talking about all kinds of things," I shrugged, "I even talked about you."

"Me?" He seemed satisfied, "Talk more."

"It's over, how can we talk about it?" I couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you an idiot?"

"You actually killed me because of him," he started to act with me, and at the end of the act he stopped and asked me: "Do you feel that I am more and more like you?"

"Well," I compared myself, "Don't tell me, they look like me."

"My God!" He actually had a regretful tone, "How could this happen!"

He hung up after speaking.

"What's the matter?!" I was not happy, "I still don't want to!"

Zheng Haoxi is so courageous!How dare you hang up on me!

He later sent a text message begging for mercy, saying that his mobile phone was out of battery and shut down.

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I do not believe! ! !

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