[Bulletproof BTS] RE:suming

"How can I not be nervous? I suddenly found out that the child of my family who is going to debut is the young son of a big chaebol. How can I not be nervous! Brother, I have never seen a rich man in my life!"

The reassurance seems to have worked, Hao Fan can still make jokes about himself.

I was a little relieved, although I was not sure if my uncle would allow me to debut in Korea, after all, he always hoped that I could continue my mother's dream in ballet.

After thinking a lot, the car soon arrived at the residential area at the foot of Beverly Hills. At the entrance of the residential area of ​​the villa, after the security confirmed the license plate number, the car stopped at the innermost part of the residential area near the sea. In front of the villa.

When I got out of the car, I was surprised to see Philo who was supposed to be in New York standing at the door to greet me. I hurried forward to say hello, and introduced my manager Hao Fan and my uncle's son Philo to each other.

"Brother, shouldn't you be in New York? When I called my uncle yesterday, my uncle said you were in New York."

I looked suspiciously at Philo, who had calmed down a lot compared to half a year ago.

"Because my father told me last night, so I came back."

Philo blinked playfully after speaking, and leaned closer to my ear.

"Mom prepared your favorite corn soup!"

I was taken aback, then smiled, and expressed my gratitude to Philo. Since Philo started to contact the uncle's property, the aunt's attitude towards me has eased a lot, but after all, it is not my own child. I have already done this. Thank you very much.

And it is said that corn soup is my favorite. After thinking about it carefully, I don’t know where my aunt got it from. Anyway, whether I like it or not, my aunt has this heart, just accept it.

After greeting my uncle and aunt, and introducing each other and the purpose of Brother Hao Fan's visit this time, my uncle took Brother Hao Fan to a small conference room on the side.

"Star Lord, let's go! I'll take you to see Bieber. That guy flew back from Hawaii when he heard you were back."

"Ugh?"

Before I could react, Philo carried me out by the neck. Bieber's house was close to the outskirts of the residential area. I spent a pleasant hour with Bieber, who I hadn't seen for a long time. The servant at home called to remind me that dinner was about to start.

"It's a pity, but Xiao Xingxing should be free tomorrow, how about taking you to see the nightclub?"

Bieber sent me and Philo to the door, looking at me with some pity.

"You bastard, don't spoil my younger brother, he is not yet an adult!"

"It's 15 years old, okay!"

Bieber rolled his eyes indifferently, and put his fist against Philo's chest.

"It's too old for me to drink!"

"Star Lord is not like you!"

Philo pushed away the opponent's fist and embraced me with a slightly proud look.

"My brother is a good boy!"

"OK! Stop here!"

I watched the two people talk endlessly, so I hurried in to interrupt.

"Philo, we have to go back, otherwise Auntie will be unhappy. And Bieber, I won't go to bars and nightclubs, die of this heart."

"Ah! No way, little star~"

Bieber distorted his features exaggeratedly.

"I gave up so many bikini sisters from Hawaii, and I can't even take you to the nightclub when I come back?"

"Go away! We have to go!"

Philo waved impatiently and led me away.

The atmosphere of the dinner was peaceful, without the cold reception I encountered before, maybe because there are outsiders like Brother Hao Fan, or maybe because Philo is about to take charge of my uncle's business, and if I make my debut, I will not be in the United States for a long time. In short, my aunt treats me The attitude is much more relaxed than before.

After dinner, Brother Hao Fan declined the invitation to stay overnight after a brief chat because he had other matters to deal with, and I was also called into the study by my uncle.

"Xingzhu, do you really want to become a singer in Korea?"

Uncle put away his usual gentleness and looked at me quite seriously.

"I read the contract your company gave you, and it's too harsh to be honest."

"I know, the Korean showbiz tradition."

I nodded to show that I had learned about Korean contract traditions.

"I just want to know more about my mother's country, what kind of place it is, and there I also met very good friends who want to go on together."

Having said that, I stood up and looked at my uncle sitting at the desk seriously.

"Uncle, I hope you can promise me. After all, you can't protect me for the rest of my life. I want to see the world by myself." "Okay!"

Surprisingly, my uncle didn't object to me so strongly. After all, when I insisted on coming to Korea half a year ago, that uncle who was very gentleman in public got mad at me right after he was in school.

"Are you surprised?"

Uncle smiled and leaned forward. This is a posture that shortens the distance and can create a relaxed conversation atmosphere. I put my hands on my knees, straightened my waist, and made myself look less casual, then nodded.

"During the time you went to Korea, my uncle also thought about it. You are the only child of your mother. Maybe I looked for your mother's shadow in you before and ignored you. Now I hope you can just be yourself. !"

"Thank you!"

The unexpected answer made it hard for me to hide my happiness, but my uncle then suggested that if he wants to be allowed to at least continue his university studies.

"I can give you a year to prepare, but you have to go to college next year. I don't force you to choose an American school. After all, there are a few good ones in South Korea, so don't forget your cello even if you are preparing to debut, you know? ?”

Hearing this, I am in a dilemma. If I can debut, then in the first year of debut, in order to increase exposure and awareness, I may return frequently or appear in some programs or performances, which will inevitably take up a lot of time.

"Uncle, can I participate in the second year, which is 14 years?"

I watched my uncle frown in disapproval, and hurriedly put forward my own ideas.

"Because if we debut next year, the company may arrange more work to ensure that we can open the market as soon as possible, so there will be insufficient preparation time..."

"No!"

With almost no consideration, the uncle directly refused.

"This is the minimum requirement I can accept. After all, I have lowered my requirements for you by allowing you to study in Korea. If you can't complete this, don't blame uncle for forcing you to terminate the contract and come back!"

I pursed my lips. After four years of contact, I also know my uncle's principles and methods. It is not easy to agree to this level. I'd better not push myself too far.

"I know!"

After the conversation, I was finally able to go back to my room to rest after a day of running around. After washing up, I pinched Brother Namjoon and they should go back to the dormitory, so I chatted with them in the group for a while.

"Star Lord!"

"Philo, what's the matter?"

I looked back and saw Philo coming in with a glass of milk.

"Give!"

"Thank you!"

I sat up, took the glass, and watched Philo sitting on the edge of my bed, showing no intention of leaving.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Your song "fly", someone contacted me recently, saying they want to buy it?"

"Ugh?"

I put down the milk and looked at Philo in confusion. Although I did learn to compose in the past four years because I wanted to realize my dream, it was also under the cover of Philo and secretly learned from my uncles and aunts. Although I wrote it, it seemed Not impressed with this song.

"Maybe it's been too long, forget about it."

Philo was not surprised at all. Instead, he explained it to me. I realized that Yin Xingzhu had been in touch with composition and arrangement when he was still Yin Xingzhu, and this song was also completed before I became Yin Xingzhu. No wonder I didn’t remember it.

"It's up to you to decide, I have no objection."

I shrugged, picked up the milk and drank a couple of sips.

"You know, I only like to write songs, I'm not very good at other things, and I'm too lazy to do..."

"I know, I just want to tell you, after all, you are the producer!"

"Hmm, then let me be the master."

"OK, then I'll make my own decision, you should rest early!"