[Bulletproof BTS] RE:suming

I looked majestically at brother Shuozhen who looked at my legs with an expression of admiration, but I didn't expect this brother to stare at me as a matter of course, and returned with dignity.

"What are you thinking, brother just praised your leg muscles for looking good!"

"Ah? Nah!"

I glanced at the camera and pulled my skirt unnaturally. The experience of the wind blowing in my crotch was really exciting...

"Because I have practiced ballet, I pay more attention to my muscle lines, hehe..."

Brother Ho Seok clapped his hands and explained to the camera while giving a thumbs up.

"Ah! That's right! Our Moon has studied ballet for 8 years!"

Amidst the heart-piercing shouts of my brothers, I resigned myself to my fate, made shameful transformations, and said ridiculous lines, finally satisfying the selfishness of these brothers.

"This won't be my dark history, will it?"

"No way! Moon looks great in women's clothes! He's not in the same class as Namjoon!"

While comforting me, Jungkook did not forget to complain about the muscular version of Su Bingyue.

"I don't think I want to watch Sailor Moon anymore in my life!"

The filming and preparations are interspersed. Apart from group performances and commercial performances, they don’t have many announcements that they can be on TV. After all, the network resources are basically in the hands of big companies, so the schedule is not too tight, and I can find time to practice. Play your own cello, and do the questions by the way. After all, you have to prepare for the independent entrance examination of the university.

"Brother! I made a stave of "NOMOREDREAM", do you want to show it to you?"

"Aren't you preparing for the exam? Why are you still thinking about doing this?"

"Just try it casually. Anyway, I have to practice the song. And when I filmed the "NO" MV, didn't I have a cello, so I thought of our "NOMOREDREAM"."

Brother Nanjun was eating the biscuit while looking at my music score. Seeing that his food was so delicious, I took out a piece. It tasted good, with a little sweetness, but unexpectedly delicious.

"Brother, this is delicious!"

When Brother Nan Jun heard this, he looked like you really know the goods.

"It's delicious..."

After sharing the snacks, Brother Namjoon set up the VJ. Although it was filming, the camera can be seen everywhere recently. I am no longer as nervous as I was the first time, and the 3 minutes ended soon.

"How about it?"

"Good job, I'll see if I can post it on our twitter."

Brother Namjoon said as he walked to the computer on the side, ready to upload.

"Oh? That's a good idea. Why don't we upload this version of every song we release in the future?"

"Can consider it!"

After we put the video on Twitter, fans commented on it very quickly, and they were mostly praises. Although there were a few sour ones, we didn't intend everyone to like it. Anyway, the effect was very good.

"Perhaps we can make this a regular feature of ours?"

Namjoon, who has a lot of ideas, flipped through the comments with a smile.

"Make it into an orchestral version, a symphonic version..."

I twitched the corner of my mouth, symphony?

"Brother? Symphony? This pie is a bit big!"

"Hey... I have to draw a bigger one, just in case I get lucky!"

I throw up my hands in surrender.

"OK~ I'll wait for brother's shit luck~"

During the filming of "NO", it was the birthday of our youngest - Jungkook. When Jungkook was shooting his personal scenes, the production team had already discussed with us to have a big game. After midnight, we officially started to go crazy acting.

"Jungkook, you have to stand in the middle!"

As soon as the filming was over, the director looked at Jungkook who was standing resting with a displeased face. I tried my best to suppress the corners of my mouth, lowered my head and pretended to tidy up my shoelaces.

The director found faults over and over again, and after the reshoots, the hidden camera entered the climax stage, the agent was called over by the angry director, and we also returned to the waiting room.

"Jungkook, is the tape on right?"

"Why is that? It's my birthday so I'm happy?"

After Brother Nanjun said something symbolic, Brother Haofan came in and asked other staff to go out. I stood aside, lowered my head and pursed my lips.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm standing in the middle... between the backup dancers and my brothers..."

Brother Haofan didn't seem to want to listen to Jungkook's explanation, so his voice was a little louder.

"Do you only practice once or twice? What are you going to do now?"

After nearly 10 minutes of training in this way, Brother Hao Fan finally came to a crit.

"Ah! Tian Jungkook, you did a good job before, so you think everyone else is wrong?"

"No……"

There was something wrong with Jungkook's voice, so he quickly glanced at Brother Hao Fan,

"Then why are you doing this?"

"Sorry……"

After getting a confession from Jungkook, Brother Hao Fan retired, leaving us to continue the second half.As the second youngest, I just sat on the sofa and listened to my brother's hot performance, and from time to time I cooperated and gave a look of "what's going on".

"Jungkook, it's because you didn't celebrate your birthday, so that's it?"

The captain, Nam Joon, was the first to speak, followed by the real power in the team, Yun Qi, who raised his eyelids and spoke expressionlessly.

"Aren't you very happy? Keep joking! Don't take pictures."

I was sitting next to Brother Yunqi, and the one standing opposite was Jungkook. At this time, Jungkook's eyes were already red, and he wiped his nose with his head against his head from time to time. It seemed that he was really sad.

"Do I usually use the captain's status to suppress people?"

Brother Namjoon played hot for another 10 minutes, and finally revealed his identity as the captain, which he usually doesn't show much.

"No……"

"Then do it well!"

"Hey..."

I couldn't bear it any longer, at this time the staff opened the door for us to continue filming, stood up relieved, turned my head and rubbed my face, and followed Brother Yunqi out to prepare the birthday cake.

"Birthday crude card!"

Jungkook was stunned for a long time before he could react, and immediately bent down under the beatings of his brothers, and cried out in a whimpering voice. Amidst the voices of his brothers' "love stock——love stock——", he was both happy and at the same time Wronged.

"Jungkook! A rough birthday card!"

I hugged Jungkook who was still recovering, and quickly wiped away the tears of the wronged child.

"Our Jungkook! We are 16 years old this year!"

After the hidden camera on Jungkook’s crying birthday was over, we originally planned to take Jungkook out to play the next morning, and the leave application to the company was approved, but Jungkook had a cold that day, and the next day was a little bit serious , Due to health considerations, this arrangement was canceled and replaced by rest at home.

"Here, tell you not to take off your clothes!"

I carried the potion that I made for Jungkook, walked to the living room and handed it to him. The wilted Jungkook was wrapped in a woolen blanket and huddled on the sofa. Half of them were thrown into balls on the ground.

"I'm not hot..."

Jungkook took it, blew on it, took a small sip, wrinkled his facial features, and put the medicine on the coffee table with a 'pop'.

"hot!"

"Just to let you have a longer memory!"

I carried it over, blew it to Jungkook, and glanced at Jungkook with a red nose.

"Don't use paper, I'll get you a handkerchief, your nose will be torn!"

"Hmm! It hurts!"

Jungkook who is sick is unexpectedly clingy and cute, although I like this kind of Jungkook very much, but if the premise is sickness, I'd better be the usual young lady.

"Then don't do this anymore, you have to wear clothes when it's hot."

Jungkook grinned, smiling.

"Okay, the medicine is not hot anymore, drink it quickly."

I hand him the glass and stand up.

"I'll get you a handkerchief!"

After resting for a day, Jungkook's symptoms finally eased a little. Although he has not fully recovered, the filming task is intense, so he can't rest all the time.

"Jungkook, how are you feeling?"

In the dressing room, I looked worriedly at Jungkook, who closed his eyes and was still pale even after a day off.

"Feeling better now."

"You can sleep for a while, I will call you later!"

"Hey!"

It's rare to see Jungkook so quiet, and the other hyungs also come to see it from time to time. Although it hurts, but the shooting task is very tight, I can only cruelly call Jungkook to get up.

On the stairs of more than ten steps, just finished the intense group dance, the legs were a little soft and even a little twitching, so I quickly shook them to move around.

"Cramp?"

"A little bit, but it's okay, just don't dance now."

I smiled at Jimin hyung and patted hyung.

"Brother, I have to somersault again, and I'm leading the dancer again, so be careful!"

"I know! Don't worry."

"OK! Get ready—"

Hear the sound, look straight ahead at the camera, and manage your expressions.The shooting lasted until late at night, and with the director's "end", I immediately relaxed.

"Thanks for your hard work!"