[Korean Entertainment] Hello Mr. Wangzai

It was already dark when Lu Mengmeng returned home. Since she was standing on the bus for nearly half of the time, and she still carried so many things, Lu Mengmeng threw herself on the sofa in her living room as soon as she entered the door. .

To paraphrase Wu Shixun after every dance practice, her Lu Mengmeng's legs are no longer hers.

However, after resting on the sofa for a while, Lai was pulled up by the doorbell.

When I opened the door, I saw a white and tender smiling face.

Wu Shixun was a little tired after practicing dance for a day, and planned to rest after going home for dinner, but then he thought that he had a good appointment with Lu Mengmeng today, so he ran to the opposite door to find her.

Knowing Lu Mengmeng's property of being unable to walk when seeing cute things, Wu Shixun unceremoniously sold Mengmeng Lu a cuteness, and asked Lu Mengmeng to forgive him, and begged Lu Mengmeng to give him Make tea with milk.

Lu Mengmeng looked at the pair of crescent moon eyes in front of her, so naturally she couldn't say no.

Before getting up and going into the kitchen, Lu Mengmeng thought of something else, turned her head and said to Wu Shixun, "I just got home and rested for a while and haven't eaten yet. I plan to do it now. Have you eaten?"

Wu Shixun nodded with a smile, and the black bangs on his forehead moved accordingly.

Lu Mengmeng nodded to show she understood, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

In a short while, the room became a scene of two people sitting opposite each other at a small table, but one was eating with chopsticks and a bowl, and the other was drinking milk tea with a ceramic cup.

Lu Mengmeng picked up two mouthfuls of rice, then turned to look at the satisfied expressions of her relatives drinking milk tea, and couldn't help but think of her encounter with Canlie today.

"Today..." Lu Mengmeng sucked her chopsticks, "Today I met the person I want to see."

"Eh?" Wu Shixun put down the cup in his hand with some surprise.

He still remembers the first time he saw Lu Mengmeng, a thin girl wearing a clean cotton skirt, a pair of standard almond eyes, ponytail tied high behind her head, revealing a smooth forehead .She followed the teacher into the classroom slowly, and under the watchful eyes of the whole class, she introduced herself without nervousness, blinking her eyes.

She said: "Hello everyone, my name is Lu Mengmeng and I am from China. I will spend the next two and a half years with you. Please take care of me."

After she finished speaking, she bent down and bowed deeply, the ponytail slipped from the back of her head and fell on her thin shoulders.

At that time, he sat on the seat and looked up at her, only thinking that this girl named Lu Mengmeng was a little too thin.

Later, the teacher arranged for Lu Mengmeng to be her deskmate and asked him to take care of her.

Speaking of which, she had just introduced herself to her new deskmate that day, and she stared closely at her eyes with a bit of astonishment and disbelief.

Probably because I'm so handsome.

Wu Shixun thought a little dirty.

Originally, she only thought that the other party was in a foreign country, and that she was her deskmate, and was entrusted by the teacher, so she would take care of her a little bit in everything, but she didn't expect that after Lu Mengmeng put away the astonishment on her face, she leaned closer Lai asked him mysteriously: "Your Korean school uniform, winter—do girls have to wear skirts?"

After getting the affirmation of his nod, the pained expression on Lu Mengmeng's face was so vivid that he let out a chuckle, and then the laughter intensified amid the other party's staring from embarrassment.

It seems that because of this, I had the idea that I could become close friends with this international friend who is more than two years younger than me.

Well, I asked her why she went abroad to study at such a young age, and she smiled and told herself that she wanted to come to Korea to find someone.

If she hadn't mentioned it today, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"You mean, the person who made you decide to study in Korea?"

Lu Mengmeng nodded: "The facial features haven't changed much, you can recognize it at a glance."

She thought for a while and continued, "It's just that there is a lot of difference in height."

Shixun nodded: "It's been a long time since I saw him, it's normal for him to grow taller."

Lu Mengmeng glanced at him, knowing that Shixun's "different height" was completely different from what she said, but she didn't explain it.After all, such a thing as rebirth is too mysterious, and she doesn't want to be regarded as a snake spirit disease by her relatives.

"Then did you leave his contact information?" Wu Shixun asked.

Lu Mengmeng shook her head.

"Idiot." Wu Shixun muttered, "I wanted to congratulate you, but you didn't even leave the other party's contact information."

Lu Mengmeng smiled: "I will see you again."

Wu Shixun shook his head: "Follow you."

He picked up the teacup and took another sip of the milk tea, then continued to say to Lu Mengmeng, "I forgot to tell you that I'm going to attend SM company this weekend."

"Huh?" Lu Mengmeng blinked her eyes, and unexpectedly found that what she always thought was far away turned out to be close in front of her eyes.

"It's okay to be left by my seniors to practice dance today, because I heard that I'm going to participate in the audition, and my seniors said that they would give me a small talk." Wu Shixun said, "So you really can't be angry because I broke the appointment."

Lu Mengmeng laughed: "Which eye of yours saw me angry?"

Wu Shixun laughed: "Mengmeng has such a good temper, so of course she is not angry with me."

"It's rare that you're cute when you don't have a vicious tongue." Lu Mengmeng buried her head and continued to pick up the rice, with the words "thoughtful" written all over her small face.

The corner of Wu Shixun's mouth twitched, he took a sip of milk tea, and continued: "For the sake of being so cute, do you want Miss Lu Mengmeng to accompany me to the weekend talent show?"

Quite satisfied with his understanding of current affairs, Lu Mengmeng waved her small hand and said domineeringly: "I'm sure."

"Thank you, Lord Long En." Wu Shixun responded to her with a smile.

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Now that she agreed to Wu Shixun, Lu Mengmeng took the Guaiguai card and Wu Shixun skipped the last English class at school on Friday, and bought all the orders for the week in advance.

Seeing Wu Shixun reluctantly walking out of the school with his schoolbag on his back, Lu Mengmeng comforted him nonchalantly: "Our English teacher's oral English is too bad, you won't be able to learn English well after listening to her class." Think about it, you are going to be a big star in the future, if you don't speak well, you will be laughed at."

Wu Shixun looked at Lu Mengmeng sadly: "Do you think that everyone is like you, and their spoken English is so good?"

"This is called racial advantage." Satisfied, Lu Mengmeng rolled her eyes again, and put her arms around Wu Shixun's shoulders arrogantly, pretending to be a good brother, "Don't be too inferior, I will Teach you well."

Wu Shixun rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk, Lu Mengmeng didn't care too much, just shook his head and muttered: "I'm doing this for someone, it's all for your weekend draft."

This time Wu Shixun didn't even roll his eyes, and silently walked a few steps away from her.

Although Wu Shixun likes to roll his eyes and look like he is crazy since he was a child, anyone who has seen Wu Shixun's smile knows that this guy's aloofness is fake.

So on the day of the draft, Lu Mengmeng, who was sitting in the candidate seat and pinched by the nervous Wu Shixun, had an expression of "I knew this would happen".

"Don't be nervous." The force on the palm of her hand was getting stronger and stronger, and Lu Mengmeng had no choice but to put away the nobility and coldness on her face, and instead spoke kindly to comfort Wu Shixun.

Wu Shixun shook his head, his fair and tender face was rigid: "I'm not nervous."

"Then can you let go of my hand? It's innocent." Lu Mengmeng said helplessly.

Wu Shixun pursed his lips and did not speak, and the strength in his hands decreased.

The pain disappeared, and Lu Mengmeng began to look at the place where she was.The seats around them were full of aspiring teenagers who came to interview, most of them were accompanied by someone.There was more or less nervousness on their faces. In comparison, the expressionless self and Wu Shixun looked very different.

Of course, she, Lu Mengmeng, was really calm. After all, she knew that Wu Shixun would not only be selected as a trainee, but would also debut in the future.

Wu Shixun is different.Today, for the competition, he combed his obedient bangs to the back of his head, exposing his fair forehead, which looks a lot more mature. With his rigid face, he looks really calm.But Wu Shixun, the more expressionless he is on the surface, the more nervous he is in his heart. On the contrary, when he is really calm and relaxed, there will be a smile on his face, his eyes are curved like two crescents, and he looks extremely Soft and glutinous.In other words, at this moment, his heart is far less calm than it seems on the surface.

"Lu Mengmeng..." Wu Shixun was probably extremely nervous, licking the corners of his lips and stammering, "Do you still remember the song you sang to me last time? I asked you the Korean meaning of the lyrics that song."

Without the cover of bangs, Lu Mengmeng could clearly see the sweat dripping from Wu Shixun's forehead, but his face was still expressionless, which was the expression of his extreme nervousness.

"Can you sing that song for me again? Just sing it in Chinese, I remember the meaning in Korean."

Lu Mengmeng nodded and hummed softly.

She sang "We Are All the Same" by Zhang Jie, and the lyrics unexpectedly fit Wu Shixun's state of mind.

"...you know my dream / you know my pain / you know we all feel the same / no matter how strong the wind is / can't stop the brave impulse / try to fly forward / no matter how tired you are It doesn't matter / How beautiful the light is after the night / Share your strength with me / You can light up each other's way..."

Sentence by sentence, Wu Shixun thought of the Korean lyrics corresponding to the song. Wu Shixun thought of the situation when he was chased by scouts for several streets when he was in elementary school. Tears, eyes slowly become firm.

Wu Shixun's stiff face slowly slowed down, and he smiled at Lu Mengmeng: "Lu Mengmeng, can I do it?"

Lu Mengmeng smiled and nodded, thought about it, and continued to sing the song over and over again.

When it was finally Wu Shixun's turn, he had completely relaxed, and before he took the stage, he turned his head and smiled at Lu Mengmeng with crescent eyes: "Lu Mengmeng, just watch, I can do it."

Lu Mengmeng smiled back at him: "Come on."

Neither of them knew that a middle-aged man happened to pass by the area beside them when Lu Mengmeng was singing, and stopped for a moment because of Lu Mengmeng's singing.