[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

YG company merged with us KPLUS, and now our affiliated company is YGK+.

Nam Joo Hyuk and I have become artists who have developed from the first model contract to the model plus actor.

That is to say, my future itinerary will not only be catwalks and shooting commercials and pictorials.

Just thinking about it makes me a little excited, haha.

I don't know what the brothers had a heart-to-heart chat with Nan Zhuhe that time.

He's obviously a lot better behaved, but that's what I like.

"Our Can'er acting skills seem to be pretty good," the director was very satisfied with the filming, so of course I felt relieved.

"Nope," I waved my hand pretending to be modest, "please contact me if you have a chance in the future."

I have filmed a lot of singers' MVs, and I think I have the ability to gradually get in touch with TV dramas.

"That's not a sentence." The director smiled at me and said OK, "Okay, everyone can call it a day!"

We said goodbye to the staff on site, and I drove home alone.

While waiting for the traffic lights, a phone call came.

"Hello? Sister?" Sister Yalin, the nightclub queen, asked me to play again, "I don't want to go."

At this point, sister, you call me to find me, isn't it just to play.I've seen you through.

"Yeah, I haven't said anything yet, you already know what to do." My sister seemed a little speechless, "I'll introduce you to friends, the kind that have dinner and go home after eating."

"Really? Well... well, where is it?" I'm almost home, so I'd better change clothes before setting off, "Send me the address."

"OK see you tonight," my sister hung up the phone coolly.

The address sent by my sister was less than 10 minutes away from my home. I took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and walked slowly.

My sister's aura is still relatively large, and she can always be seen at a glance in the crowd.

I smiled at her and walked over slowly.

"I've been very busy these days, I feel like I've lost weight," my sister stared at me for a long time, and finally said something nice.

"That's necessary. It's hot and I eat less recently." I stroked my long hair that was almost dry, "Show me some friends."

I'm not very interested in friends or anything, I just want to finish eating and go home quickly.

"Singer friend," Sister Yalin seemed to have seen someone coming, "Zhihao, come quickly."

I turned around and saw ZICO always appearing on TV.

"Hello," I immediately behaved, and greeted him honestly, "I'm your fan."

Dressed so informally and without makeup, I really feel a little regretful.

"I'm also your fan," he seemed to see that I was a little uncomfortable, and smiled kindly, which somewhat broke my superficial understanding of him.

This guy is quite kind.

In fact, after a few words of greeting and politeness, I have nothing to say.

After all, it was the first time we met, and I didn't have the ability to casually chat with strangers.

It was sister Ya Lin who was leading the chat, I was in a daze, and suddenly laughed.

They looked at me suspiciously.

"It's the kind of gathering with a lot of contrast," I pointed at them, "the appearance is fierce, but the heart is pure."

The other model colleagues were really surprised to know that I played with sister Yalin and Cailin, who knew that they were all super cute people.

"What about you?" Sister Yalin glanced at me, "You look pure and kind, but your heart is indifferent, no, when you are expressionless, you are very indifferent."

She looked at me with an extremely confident expression, and ZICO next to her looked at me suspiciously.

"Is that so?" I smiled.

You guessed it right.

"BINGO," Sister Yalin clinked glasses with me.

"Well, I'm drinking again today, but it's okay to drink some red wine," I said helplessly, clinking glasses with them.

"Are you really not going to play today?" After eating, Sister Yalin really tried to persuade me again.

"I won't go, I still have a schedule tomorrow," I refused decisively, "I won't go to Qingshui again."

Very good, I can already guess what she is going to say in the second half of the sentence, and successfully blocked her words.

She pouted immediately, as if she didn't want to talk to me.I had no choice but to coax her softly.

"Then let's come here first today," Zhihao also persuaded there, "Let's go home slowly and safely, do you want to see you off?"

He looked at me seriously, without any malice, as if he was sincere to a long-time friend.

Wouldn't it be nice to make this friend?Sister Ya Lin's friends are not bad.

"No, my house is very close, just walk back." I pointed in the direction of the house, "You take my sister away, or you can go play with her."

It's good to know, but maybe it's good to keep a little distance.

I waved to them, put on my hat, and disappeared into the crowd.

No matter how close home was, there was no use going back immediately, but I chose to go shopping alone.

As soon as someone cares about you, you will feel so warm.

But why do you feel so alone?

Even if I go to that kind of crowded place, I can't hide my feeling of loneliness.

It's because no one understands it.

Even if you are only understood by one person, maybe you won't be so lonely, right?

Walking into the underground passage, I saw the billboard of BTS support, celebrating their first one.

Why don't you sneak a look at him?

A few days later, I asked my sister who I knew at the TV station to get a ticket that allowed me to watch it from the rehearsal.

Sitting in the last row wrapped tightly, watching their performance.

"2! 3! We are BTS!"

Powerful and serious introduction, since the rehearsal, I have been performing seriously.

Fans in the audience also cheered earnestly.

The child next to me saw that I didn't have anything to support, and kindly gave me a pair of hands to gather there.

"Hi everyone! I am everyone's hope! Do you miss me?"

I didn't know that he was such a coquettish person on stage, and I was amused by his pretending to be funny and his tone of voice.

Even if another member spoke, they kept laughing all the time.

He looked at them with warm eyes.

When have you not seen him with such eyes?

I dare not watch it, I am afraid it will only be full of disappointment.

"Does my sister like Jhope?" The child who borrowed my hand chatted with me while they were getting ready.

"Well," I warmed up, although she was invisible.

"BTS won the first place. This is just a small step for them. They will go to a higher place in the future."

Her tone was uncompromisingly firm, as if they had already done it.

"Do you believe them?" I touched the BTS logo on the banner, and I smiled at her.

"Believe it," she didn't look at me, but stared at them wholeheartedly.The tone of the speech was so firm, "Sister, don't you think it's super passionate? Fulfilling dreams, such things?"

"Yeah, super hot," I whisper.

"Ah! It's started!" The kid shook me, looked at the stage with all his attention, and started cheering and screaming.

I finished watching the stage seriously and went back to the apartment.

The number given to Haoxi, after the last unhappy parting.

Today is the first time I have his caller ID.

"Hello?" I turned off the TV, "Haoxi?"

I whispered softly, quietly waiting for his voice.

"Well, sister, it's me," his voice paused on the phone for a few seconds, as if hesitating, "Are you home?"

"Well, what's the matter?" I don't understand why he said that.

"Well, can I ask you to come down for a while?" He seemed a little embarrassed, "I'm near your house now."

"Eh? Okay," I was so surprised that I didn't even change my clothes, and went downstairs directly.

Seeing him outside the elevator, he smiled shyly at me.

I smiled too, walked across to him, and looked at him.

He was a little different from the last time I saw him. He brought some skilled beauty into the circle, and he became calmer.

"Our Haoxi has grown up." If I didn't make a sound, he might not take the initiative to speak, "What's the matter?"

I took what I talked about last time as if it had happened, and tried to be as if nothing had happened.

This child is most afraid of embarrassing atmosphere.

"My sister went to the TV station today." He glanced at me and smiled, "The studio is so big, I can still see it."

Seeing my expression, he smiled smugly.

"Really? Well... I went to talk about some work matters, so I stopped by to see," I didn't deny, "The stage is really great."

The whole person's emotions have been driven, which is true.

"I'm here to deliver the album today," he handed me a paper bag, "Sister, please pay more attention to me~"

He rubbed his hands together half-jokingly.

"Well, my sister will try my best to support you." The things in the bag are their albums since their debut a year ago, and I also clenched my fists, "Thank you!"

In fact, I have a lot of thoughts today, and I will support you with a correct attitude in the future.

This child, from the beginning to the end, didn't know why I was suddenly cold and close to him.

"Sister, can I come to see you in the future?" He asked hesitantly, "Forget it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was about to kill his proposal in the cradle.

"Okay," I thought it was strange that I agreed so quickly, I straightened my mind and smiled relaxedly, "Find your own free time, day time is also fine, you are an idol, aren't you?"

It is still possible to meet openly during the day.

"Okay." He lowered his head and smiled, then looked up at me again, "Are we reconciled?

He hesitated a little.

"Huh?" I pretended not to understand what he meant, and my heart was already extremely flustered.

Sure enough, sensitive children can feel everything.

"I always feel like we are arguing, and I don't understand it, but the atmosphere is weird." He rubbed his head, and the cheerful Zheng Haoxi came back again, "Let's play together later, sister!"

He smiled brightly at me.

"Okay," I also smiled in relief.

We'll get along just like before, right?

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