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

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"I did it three more times when I was cleaning you up yesterday."

Yoon Jeonghan said, standing next to Song Shengshi, supporting himself with his arm, and making a three with his other hand in front of Song Shengshi, and shaking it.

"You're crazy. Is this something to be proud of?" Song Shengshi lay flat on his back and fanned away Yoon Jeonghan's hand expressionlessly.

I felt like I had encountered the god of plague so early in the morning.

"Twice from behind and once with my mouth, your reaction is so cute!" Yoon Jeonghan continued with a smile.

"Damn it." Song Shengshi couldn't bear it anymore. He sat up and grabbed Yoon Jeonghan and slapped him twice on the back.

"I told you to get mad early in the morning because you're not sleeping. If you keep talking, I'll tear your mouth apart."

“Ahh!” Yoon Jeonghan bleated like a lamb, laughing and dodging.

"Everything is finally back to normal." Yoon Jeonghan rubbed his head against Song Shengshi's arm.

"Hmph." Song Shengshi also noticed the changes in the two people. Not the superficial ones, but subtle ones. The whole mental state of the people was different.

The world looks brand new, just like a glass that has been wiped clean of dust and is now bright and shiny.

The man in front of me had messy hair and slightly droopy eyelids, but he looked relaxed.

"Are you taking some kind of health supplement?" Yoon Jeonghan asked, "I feel like even the joints between my bones have been relaxed. I need to take advantage of this feeling and get some more sleep."

Yoon Jeonghan lazily pulled Song Shengshi to fall on the bed, and said in a coquettish tone: "Shengshi, I've asked for leave today, come and have a good sleep with me~"

"Why are you sleeping?" Song Shengshi looked like he was going to turn his back on anyone as soon as he pulled up his pants. He shook off Yoon Jeonghan's hand and was about to get out of bed.

At this time, he was very ambitious and had to go to the practice room to improve his condition.

"I'm going to promote my song tomorrow, and I feel pretty good right now... Ouch!"

Song Shengshi got out of bed feeling good about himself. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he tried to stand up, but then he felt a pain between his legs, and he became weak and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Yoon Jeonghan had laid a carpet on the floor, so the fall wasn't too serious.

But it also made Song Shengshi suffer a great loss.

Being helped up by Yoon Jeonghan with a smile and brought back to the bed, Song Shengshi looked at the ceiling with tears in his eyes.

No... How come this guy is fine...

By noon, Song Shengshi had almost adapted to the situation. The soreness he had felt in the morning felt more like cramps. After stretching on Yoon Jeonghan's bed for more than an hour, he felt better.

Yoon Jeonghan went out to buy lunch. He usually orders takeout, but for some reason he went out today.

Song Shengshi felt that there was no noise in the dormitory, so he walked out of the room reluctantly. To be honest, he still felt a little embarrassed. The sound insulation of the dormitory was not very good, and if someone was jumping upstairs, he could hear it downstairs.

Children are sometimes too busy and a little sensitive, and when they are disturbed by these noises, they will start quarreling.

Fortunately, there was no one in the dormitory, so he could adjust his mentality a little.

There was actually no way to notice clearly that his condition had deteriorated. If his feelings about the outside world after waking up today had not been so different from before, he would not have realized it.

The last time I was with Choi Seungcheol... I was busy all the time, so I didn’t pay much attention to the changes in my body, but it didn’t seem to be particularly uncomfortable, and the marks on my body almost disappeared within two days.

Is it always like this? He was a little confused.

I'll have to find a chance to ask later.

As I was thinking with my head down, Yoon Jeonghan came in carrying a lot of bags.

"Wow, so much, can we finish it?" Song Shengshi hurried over to help carry it, but he didn't even touch the bag and followed him into the restaurant.

"Eh? Isn't this Grandma Liu's ginseng chicken soup?" Song Shengshi saw a familiar bag.

"Yes, Mingyu ordered it for you this morning. That restaurant doesn't deliver, so I have to go pick it up." Yoon Jeonghan said as he opened other lunch boxes and bags.

"Eh? Kim Min-kyu?" Why suddenly... Then he thought of something, his face turned red, and he felt a little hot on his head.

In the afternoon, Song Shengshi went to the gym alone to work out. He did several sets of exercises in a row in the gym downstairs from the company until his coach stopped him and told him not to over-exercise.

Wiping the sweat and panting, he stood in front of the mirror in the empty gym and admired his newly reshaped muscles.

Yeah, good, very clear.

And then... I've been hiding for a whole day, and the ultimatum is in the evening. Teacher Huilin needs to confirm it one last time, so everyone has to be there.

After making sufficient mental preparations in the gym, Song Shengshi watched the time gradually approaching the agreed time.

Finally, he closed his eyes and faced death with equanimity.

It was normal to be surprised. Everyone greeted him normally. After a few rounds, Teacher Huilin clapped and cheered for everyone for the next day's trip.

Song Shengshi stood among the members and clapped in response.

Everyone scattered to get their things and prepare to go back to the dormitory. Song Shengshi did the same, going to the shelf next to him to get his half-drunk water and used towel.

He had a habit of taking these back home every day and exchanging them with the one he had at home.

This time he placed his things a little far away, and when he reached the deepest part to get them, most of the lights in the practice room had been turned off.

"Shengshi, it's time to go home." It was Yoon Jeonghan's voice.

Song Shengshi picked up the water cup and looked back.

The members did not leave, but just stood in the light at the door waiting for him. Everyone's eyes were on him, and no one was playing with their phones or doing anything else.

That’s not right…Song Shengshi thought.

There are still changes.

Subtle, like a shadow, it surges beneath the water's surface; seemingly calm on the surface, but actually there is a deep undercurrent.

Just like their hidden sharp eyes.