[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

"Why is it so cold today?"

As soon as I came out of the studio after taking the photos, my whole body was so cold that I shivered one after another, so I hurried back to the car.

It's better to turn on the heating.

But America should be pretty warm, right?

You don't need to be wrapped up in a thick and big down jacket like me, and the whole person is shy.

The most terrible thing is that there are so few clothes to wear for shooting.

After returning home from work in the middle of the night, looking at the empty house alone, I felt like sighing.

I originally wanted to lie on the bed in silence earlier, wash and sleep, but I felt that it was too boring to live like this.

When I turned on the TV and ate instant noodles laughing and laughing alone, I suddenly remembered my previous life:

Go out and play with your brothers and sisters when you have nothing to do.

I followed my sisters to various places and met all kinds of people, but none of them were him.

If you gain weight, go to the gym and work hard. If you are tired, you don't want to go and sleep at home.

right now.

Turning on the TV at home, listening to the sound, eating instant noodles and swiping the phone, laughing and giggling alone.

Be quiet and be as cranky as you are right now.

After thinking about it, I don’t even want to make instant noodles.

I cook instant noodles and it really sucks.

I sigh slightly:

She is really old.

Without the heart of love, madness and fun, I have the disease of cranky thinking.

The phone rang suddenly.

I was a little surprised. I picked up my phone and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number.

Whether to answer it or not, the phone rang and rang reluctantly, but it was still connected.

"Hello?" I asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

Please, this point must not be an illegitimate meal.

I tuned the TV channel and saw a news program introducing BTS that had gone to the United States.

"Hi, is this Yin Canxi? I'm Xu Jingya, a writer from SBS. I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour," said a girl's voice in an orderly manner, "Because you don't reply to your email messages, Through the hands of your company staff, I got your contact information..."

"Huh? Then let me take a look first." I was stunned for a moment, ran to take out my laptop with my mobile phone, and clicked on the mailbox I hadn't opened for a long time.

There are a few emails, and I have been in contact with foreign affairs in the past few months.

But I was so busy that I forgot the existence of this mailbox...

my pot my pot...

"Xu...Jingya xi? Can you give me your employee ID number?"

I scratched my face and asked.

"82636489."

She quickly reported her ID number, and I was relieved.

"Well, okay, Xu Jingya xi," the news just now was over, I changed the TV to another channel, and turned down the voice, "Can you continue talking?"

I cleared my throat slightly.

"Hello, I'm the variety show writer of "Same Bed, Different Dreams 2: You Are My Destiny", and I'm in charge of foreign affairs," she said well, but I was a little confused when I mentioned Zheng Haoxi, "Our show has taken a fancy to you and Zheng Haoxi... "

"What are you looking for?" I scratched my face, "What program are you guys talking about?"

Why did you contact me, and why did you contact our family, Mr. Zheng?

"Haven't you watched our show?" Her voice was a little surprised, but also a little proud, "Our show is a reality show, recording what couples and boyfriends and girlfriends usually live in private."

"Ah, I remembered..." I actually watched it, and continued to scratch my face, "I'm not suitable..."

On his reality show, there are either married couples or unmarried couples who are about to get married.

"Didn't Yin Canxi buy a house with him with the determination to stay with Jhopexi for the rest of his life?"

She turned me down with one question, and I was so blocked that I couldn't speak for a long time.

Even so, yes...

but...

"Hello? Yin Canxi? Are you still there?"

I may have been quiet for too long, she called my name.

"Here I am."

To be honest, I don't know how to reject him.

I only know that my itinerary has been arranged for next year, and that of Zheng Haoxi has been arranged for the year after next.

Neither of us has the time or energy to be on the show and waste our rare time together.

"Can you tell me about your troubles?"

She seemed to see my hesitation and asked with a smile.

"The time I spend with him is really much less than you think," I sighed a little, "I have already traveled a lot, and he is several times mine. We don't seem to have such a luxurious time. I want to cherish the time we have together.”

"Well, good, you continue."

She was very calm, as if she had encountered such a situation before, even when I had the intention of refusing, she still patiently listened to me.

"Really, let me give you an example." I smashed the cold ramen in front of me, picked it up, and threw it away, "We have never had time to travel together until now, every year The things that were agreed, will be postponed from one year to the next..."

We've all been together for a few years, and we've barely even gone out on dates.

He and I can't even take a simple trip to a place.

Obviously ordinary couples will go there.

"There is not enough time between you, is that what you mean?" She also gave me an example, "Choo Ja Hyun and her groom only see each other for several months."

"They're already married," I couldn't laugh or cry, "We'll have to wait at least five years to really be together."

After thinking about it, I felt a little sad.

Especially when I saw him smiling brightly at me on TV, it was even more uncomfortable.

After getting married, no matter how far apart they are, there will always be an invisible bond between them.

I haven't waited for him to do military service yet.

Ah, it's been a long time to think about it.

"I also thought about how difficult it would be to invite you." Miss Writer was about to cry when she saw what I said, so she didn't make things difficult for me anymore, "Then I will contact you later, Yin Canxi?"

"Ah?" I was stunned, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, I'm really sorry."

When will I be able to participate in this kind of program with peace of mind, and Zheng Haoxi and I are really similar.

After the call was over, I patted myself to cheer myself up, washed up and went to sleep, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow.

When Jung Ho Suk was performing that day, I was filming a commercial.

When it was time for the live broadcast, the entire studio stopped working and watched our Jia Haoxi's stage together.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Don't look, it's not me who is screaming, it's the female staff next to me.

I took my mobile phone and took a short video of them watching the live broadcast, and uploaded it to the Internet with a smile.

Although it was sent to Zheng Haoxi, he definitely can't read it now.

Otherwise, it will be another long series of showing off to "self-excellence".

Why do I know so well?

Because if it were me, I would too, smiling.

The movie has been filming, because it is the time when the scenes are the most intense, and the whole person is very busy and top-heavy.

Thinking back to the last time I came to Hong Kong, I still made a big joke about fainting, and I am also dizzy today.

Because the manager and the others went to get the luggage together, my two assistants and I wanted to find the exit together.

It might be the same flight with an idol in a certain group, and the number of fans waiting at the airport is so large that it explodes.

"Ah, it's exo," I saw the words on the support card, "Sister, should we watch here for a while?"

I was also a little excited, wondering whether to get a small book and ask them to sign it for me.

"Yeah, do you want to die?" The sisters' expressions can already be seen. If I raise it again and hide here for a few seconds, I will be beaten to death. "Didn't you see that you have a lot of fans? Stay here and think Was it squeezed to death?"

My sister wanted to hit someone violently, so she stood on both sides of me and helped me push the people in front of me, and we went to the parking lot to meet up.

Really, by the time I got in the car, I was really exhausted.

When I went back to the hotel, I went to bed first and didn't even eat.

Wait until early the next morning while you're putting on your makeup.

I haven't seen Mr. Zheng in the past few days, and he has various rehearsals and contacts.

Looking at the information, it seems that I arrived four or five hours earlier than me, so I guess there is still something to do.

Early in the morning, my sisters knocked on the door and came in to make up and change my clothes.

First, I did a few interviews, and we had a casual meal together at noon, and then went to continue the interview in the afternoon.

Towards the evening, take the car to walk the red carpet.

It was still a little hot in the car, but when I got out, it was so cold that it exploded.

Perhaps for these idols whose stage costumes are not made of much fabric, today is just an ordinary day.

Although I often shoot scenes that don't fit the season, I'm still afraid of the cold to the point of exploding.

I feel like my whole face is going to turn red.

After taking the photo, I returned to the car to check my appearance.

I found that not only my face, but also my neck, exposed shoulders, and arms were all red.

【Ah, why does your photo look so red? 】

Jung Ho Suk sent me a mocking message.

【ah!chilly! 】

I sent him an emoji that I was yelling.

Zheng Haoxi returned super quickly:

[kkk, are you in the car now?Drink more hot tea! 】

[We're about to arrive, let's not talk about it! 】

I shrug.

After waiting for a while, they probably entered the venue.

Just brush their news pictures there.

After all, they are very popular now, and there are too many media rushing to report.

My God, except for seeing the news that my skirt is super beautiful.

There are also several media outlets who forcibly matched my outfit today with what Jung Ho-seok is wearing today.

Even though the two sets of clothes really have nothing to do with each other, I am also full of embarrassment to be praised so forcefully.

There's also disgust in the comments.

That's why you don't want to be exposed, right?Either way it will bring the two of us together.

I shivered and turned off the phone.

I followed my sisters into the venue from another entrance and got off the car.

I met many senior and junior actors, and I also met Nam Joo Hyuk.

We belong to the same company, and we should sit together. If we are too separated, people will gossip.

The atmosphere was pretty good, not particularly embarrassing.

The award to be presented today is the male newcomer award, and the award will be presented by one person.

There was nothing particularly interesting, I was already ready, and I was alone in the waiting room looking at the TV screen to cheer myself up.

However, BTS seems to have a lot of shots this year, and I have seen Zheng Haoxi several times.

When I won the first best mv award, I was super steady, okay?

As a deep brain fan, I think any award should be given to them.

You see they are so good, they should all be theirs.

When I saw the excitement, I was taken out by the staff:

Wait until it's time to award yourself.

The skirt I am wearing today is a new one that the designer made for me last time.

Just walked the red carpet and everyone was discussing it.

My sister quickly touched up my makeup, and I went up with the skirt by myself.

When going up, the cheers were still loud.

Although I have seen this kind of stage and venue, it is different when I actually stand on it.

"Hi, I'm actor Yin Can," I adjusted the microphone and smiled at the audience, "Today I'm here to present the Male Newcomer Award, haven't you been looking forward to it for a long time?"

When the second came to the camera, the cameraman cut to Zheng Haoxi for a few seconds.

So I saw Zheng Haoxi smiling and looking at the screen.

Fans are screaming.

"Well, cough... who is the winner of the male rookie award in everyone's mind?"

This question is simply super useful. As soon as I asked, everyone instantly returned to the mode of crazy little fans, and started shouting wildly about their favorite combination.

"The winner of the 2017 MAMA Men's Newcomer Award is—" I smoothed my hair, opened the card with my name on it, glanced at it, and said, "wannaone, congratulations."

The audience screamed.

I smiled gracefully, gave way to them, and stepped down by myself.

My task for tonight is also done.

Continue to go back to the waiting room and sit in the fan mode with the Armie stick, waiting for our family to play and win prizes.

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