After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

The next day, Wen Junhui and Song Shengshi went to visit relatives separately with their own families. Wen Junhui was praised because it was a rare achievement for him to be able to earn money to support his family at his age.

But there was also some weirdness about Song Shengshi not getting into university.

After all, there are 80 billion people on the earth. Even if only 1% of them are idiots, there are nearly 8000 million idiots in the world.

In China, there is a kind of thing called "remnants of feudal society", which is one of them.

That kind of people only think that getting into a good university, becoming a civil servant, doctor, teacher or lawyer is the only way to bring honor to the family, and that anything else is just a wild path.

"What do you mean by wild ways? He's an idol. People who like him can drown you with their spit. Go away! Go home and don't show up here!" A strong aunt scolded and beat her sour husband and drove him back home.

Without the annoying people, the rest of the process was very comfortable. I took photos with my relatives and got autographs, then talked about Korea, following their lead, even though there might be some stereotypes.

But it always makes them feel comfortable.

In the afternoon, Song Shengshi and Wen Junhui met in the county town. Both of them carried a lot of bags, and next to them was the makeup artist, who also carried a lot of bags.

Around his neck was the apricot cakes he had packed for Song Shengshi and the others.

If it weren't for the five times salary, he wouldn't have endured this.

The parents of both sides said that it was a rare opportunity for them to come back and they wanted to stay a little longer, so they sent them to the airport and helped arrange to have their belongings mailed to the dormitory in Korea.

"That's great. We can mail it directly." Wen Junhui exclaimed.

Song Shengshi glanced at the sign on the counter - Xiangshi Logistics, and nodded with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

“It’s quite good and much more convenient.”

Xu Minghao's flight arrived half an hour earlier than theirs, so after Wen Junhui and Song Shengshi landed at Incheon Airport and picked up their luggage, they saw Xu Minghao wearing a woolen hat as soon as they walked out of the passage.

It’s not yet the era of masks, and if you walk on the street wearing glasses and a mask, you will be more conspicuous.

After all, the Republic of Korea is really small, not to mention how many artists, stars and idols there are in this small piece of land.

Like Xu Minghao, wearing black-framed glasses, messy hair and a woolen hat is more casual and will not attract much attention.

It was already very late, and pedestrians were hurrying by with their heads down. Occasionally, if one caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of their eyes, they would just sigh in their hearts, "What a handsome man with a great figure," and then continue on their way.

Song Shengshi saw him at a glance, threw away the box, ran over and gave him a big hug.

"Brother Minghao, I miss you so much!"

Love should be spoken out loud.

Wen Junhui walked up dragging two boxes, gave Xu Minghao a hug, and said, "Long time no see."

Then, the three of them went to the parking lot to wait for a car. Xu Minghao had called a taxi while waiting for them, and it arrived just in time.

It was a relatively large commercial vehicle. The three Chinese people, speaking fluent Korean, asked the driver to open the trunk door so that they could put their luggage.

It was already very late, and when passing the Han River Bridge, Song Shengshi noticed that all the lights on the bridge were off.

Xu Minghao complained that Wen Junhui and Song Shengshi were being too exaggerated, as they had only been separated for six days.

But she held Song Shengshi's hand tightly and put her chin on his shoulder, almost fitting perfectly.

Song Shengshi didn't mind. After all, Li He said that the more contact he had with his teammates, the better he could maintain his stable state, although he didn't know what would happen after being controlled by the red entity.

But because he is very satisfied with the current situation and does not want any changes for the time being, he just wants to spend more time with his teammates.

"By the way, Li Can called us, what's the matter?"

Xu Minghao suddenly looked up and asked.

"Yeah, if it's not something important, he usually just sends Kakao messages, and then waits until we see them before continuing. This time he called directly, so it must be something important..."

Song Shengshi said this while falling into deep thought.

At this moment, the cell phone dinged, and Song Shengshi lowered his head. It was a push message.

[The first day of spring semester, are you ready for these...]

In the spring semester, different schools in Seoul have different semester systems. The Seoul Arts High School where Song Shengshi attends has only two semesters and two long holidays.

In Korea, the semesters are generally referred to as the upper semester and the lower semester, and the school starts in March.

The spring semester starts tomorrow. The school consists of three semesters, spring, summer and autumn, with one long vacation and two short vacations.

School usually starts in January... Well, several members of the team attend schools that have this semester system, and we were quite envious of each other when we were trainees.

This is the academic system of Seoul Broadcasting and Entertainment High School. Well, he remembered that Mingyu, Seungkwan and Lee Chan were from this school.

Li Can, school starts tomorrow...

Eh?

and many more……

Li Can, I think he talked about the last final exam last year...

He also gave extra lessons...

"Eh——" Song Shengshi suddenly sat up and spoke in surprise.

Xu Minghao covered his chin with his hands, tears welled up in his eyes, and he endured the pain and asked what was wrong?

"I know...Tomorrow is Li Chan's high school graduation ceremony!"

The three Chinese looked at each other, and after confirming each other's eyes, Wen Junhui called out to the driver who was driving slowly.

"Uncle, we have to change our destination."