[Entertainment circle] Above friendship

I shot a fried chicken ad for a day, and the theme was: The only thing I love when I don’t like fried chicken.

Although this fried chicken is really delicious, I really can't stand it if I eat too much.

After saying goodbye to the staff, I went back to the car and started looking for digestive medicine. Now my stomach is really uncomfortable.

The assistants took into account my discomfort, so they calmed down consciously.

Now it seems to be on the way to the airport.

There will be a fan meeting in China tomorrow afternoon, this is my first fan meeting in China.

"Sister, what time is the plane?" I saw that there was a traffic jam outside, and it was getting dark.

"It's okay, there's still time," the manager's sister comforted me, and she glanced at me, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well," I looked back at the assistant stylists, "Have you brought anything to eat? Just eat when you're hungry, don't worry about me..."

"Thank you sister," they smiled, took out snacks, and I sat in front and fed some to the agent's sister.

They ate all the way and arrived at the airport. They were not in a very timely state, so they ran away quickly with their hats on.

He is busy rehearsing the concert today, so he hasn't had much contact.

I sent a message "I'm on the plane", but he didn't reply me.

Never mind, I'll get on the plane anyway.

It is still very fast to fly to Beijing, and I still want to keep my head down and continue walking.

I found that the number of fans who came was really not a joke. I also saw faces that were obviously not Asian, holding my sign, shaking it, and CP fans.

His face, which was a little tense, began to warm up.

Speaking Chinese "Thank you" and "I love you" a little bluntly, I took a photo with everyone.

But it was obvious that I couldn't walk on the right path. The bodyguards surrounded me back and forth, but they still couldn't squeeze through.

I had to go through the VIP channel, got into the car, and went to the hotel, but there were still fans at the hotel entrance.

This is really the first time I feel so popular.

After entering the hotel and sitting in my room, I could still see them standing there through the window, holding signs.

I took a picture with them as the background and sent it to ins:

[#First time feeling I am loved by so many people#Go back early#We will see you tomorrow#loveyouguysseeyoutomorrow#]

I left my phone in the room, took my room card, and asked my assistant to accompany me to the gym to digest.

Listen to Chinese songs while running, and learn to sing for everyone tomorrow.

In fact, I have been learning a few days ago, but if I learn it more authentically, others can understand it.

After exercising for about an hour, I went back with my assistant. Looking outside the window, there were fewer fans and I walked away a lot.

I went to take a bath first, and felt a little hungry after laying down for a while, so I ordered something.

I glanced at my phone, apart from work and the chatter in the kakaotalk chat room, Taehyung hasn't replied to me yet.

The ordered food was brought in quickly, I finished my meal briefly, reviewed the Chinese songs again, felt very sleepy, and went to sleep.

I don't know when the phone rang and woke me up. It was already two o'clock.

It's still a video, Kim Taehyung's.

"..." The phone is too bright, it hurts my eyes, "Your side is too bright..."

I cover my eyes.

"Really?" I saw him move to another room, turn off the light, and turn on a small light, "Now?"

"Well, it's better." I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was wearing his peaked cap backwards, looking a little tired, "Have you eaten?"

"Well, it's not long since we finished eating." He flung himself on the bed, scratched his brows, and stared at me, "Are you asleep?"

"Well, isn't there jet lag here?" I rubbed against the pillow, "How's the rehearsal going?"

Although I have held many concerts, I still ask each time.

"It's nothing but a few small adjustments," he touched his earrings, "go to the scene tomorrow morning to check things out, and it will start in the afternoon..."

"Well, fightingfighting~" I stretched out my hand and cheered him on, "I'm going to fly tomorrow, maybe at night, and I'll be home in the early morning, you'll live there anyway, prepare for the concert well..."

"Well," he also imitated me rubbing the pillow.

"Don't go home for a few days after the concert, maybe there will be a dinner party on the end day, and I will pick you up when the time comes," I yawned.

"Yeah, got it," he nodded, then looked at me quietly.

"Stop talking?" I also stared at him, "I'm going to sleep? I have to get up early tomorrow to get my hair done..."

"Well," he nodded, "loveuandgoodnight..." He suddenly said something exaggerated to me.

"Well, loveubye." I hung up the phone dumbfounded.