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

After congratulating the host, Representative Jin took his husband Shengkuan and Song Shengshi around to toast and recognize people.

"That's the producer of the "xxxx" program...next to her is her husband..."

"This is Lee Yeon-jin, the director of "Funny Concert". Let's go over and say hello..."

"Hey, that's SM's manager. He brought six children here this time, so we won't get involved..."

"That's actress Shin Yoo Jin. You've seen her..."

"Oh, that actor named Pu Dong is the second male lead in "The Legend of Liu Xue". I heard that he has an affair with Lee Jin Hee, the one who was just named Best Actor last year..."

The introduction gradually turned sour, and the expressions of Song Shengshi and her husband Shengkuan gradually collapsed under Representative Jin's gossip attacks.

Fortunately, the host called Representative Jin to reminisce about old times, leaving husband Shengkuan and Song Shengshi looking at each other at the banquet, holding champagne glasses.

"You're already here, why don't you go get something to eat?" Song Shengshi suggested. Fu Shengkuan nodded, and the two of them moved to the snack table, chatting and eating snacks.

"It doesn't feel right," Fu Shengkuan sighed.

Song Shengshi nodded. It is true that this cannot continue. We cannot just rely on Representative Jin to lead us. We have to take the initiative. Representative Jin always goes to Bagua for no reason.

"This cake is too poorly made. The citrus peel has a bitter taste." Fu Shengkuan frowned.

"Ah?" 500 question marks flashed through Song Shengshi's mind, but a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from beside him, "I ordered this from smoofy, why do you say it's bad?"

"Then it seems that the chef hired by Smoofy is not qualified. People like me who are born and raised in Jeju Island know that if you want to use orange peels to make cakes, you must scrub them with salt and starch to remove the bitterness..."

"The specialty of my home is citrus, and I know many of them are delicious..."

As soon as Fu Shengkwan talked about his hometown, Jeju Island, he talked with bright eyes, quoting scriptures, and one folk story after another poured out of his mouth like running water, making the middle-aged man burst out laughing. .

People around noticed the atmosphere here and gathered around.

Seeing that so many people were willing to listen to his story about Jeju Island, Mr. Seungkwan introduced it even harder, holding a pastry in one hand and using body movements with the other hand to make the story more attractive.

Unlike him who had a touch of nobility when he first got off the bus, Husheng Kuan was smiling and in high spirits. He looked like an athlete who had just won a medal in the crowd, young and full of vitality.

Even Song Shengshi, who got along day and night, was almost stunned, let alone others.

After telling the story, Fu Shengkuan was sweating slightly on his forehead. He turned back to look at Song Shengshi in the crowd. Song Shengshi encouraged him with his eyes and took the lead in applauding.

The surrounding crowd also burst into applause.

After the crowd dispersed, only the middle-aged man who caused the conversation in the first place was left. He looked at her husband Shengkuan carefully for a while, then looked at Song Shengshi, and then said "Oh!" in sudden realization. .

"Are you two the children of that boy Kim Yeon-soo?"

"Yes, we are Fu Shengkuan and Song Shengshi, members of Seventeen." Song Shengshi reacted, introduced himself first, and then asked: "Who are you?"

"My name is Yan Limin, and I am a friend of your Representative Jin. You are very interesting!" After Yan Limin finished speaking, he handed over a business card, "Let's have a meal together later if we have a chance."

After Yan Limin left, Fu Shengkuan was still a little stunned and didn't seem to react.

"Ah ah ah, I actually discussed with Director Yan for 30 minutes how to deal with citrus peels?" Fu Shengkuan blushed and squatted on the ground with a look of despair.

"Wow, that's Director Yan. Oh my God, I should ask more questions about variety shows." Fu Shengkuan was on the verge of collapse.

"Calm down, little orange." Song Shengshi touched Fu Shengkuan who was squatting on the ground, and gave Fu Shengkuan a unique nickname very logically, ignoring his resentful eyes.

"Dafa, this visit really paid off." Song Shengshi was so happy that he lifted up Fu Shengkuan who was squatting on the ground, held his hand and shook it: "You are so awesome!"

"What? Me? What's wrong with me?" Fu Shengkuan pointed at himself with a look of surprise.

"You didn't see Director Yan's expression just now. Could that mean he was unhappy? He even gave me his business card and said we would have a meal together in the future."

"What does that mean?" Xiao Juzi cried sadly.

"It shows that there is a possibility for us to cooperate, so I gave you a business card to facilitate follow-up contact." Song Shengshi was no longer anxious at this moment. He found a mango mousse on the snack table and ate it while explaining.

"Really?"

"real."

"Is it related to me?"

"Thanks to you!"

Wow, Fu Shengkuan hugged Song Shengshi and almost cried. Fortunately, he didn't mess up anything. Song Shengshi also hugged him back, patting him on the back and thinking in his heart, we little oranges are the most powerful in the world, we need to be more confident.

"Grandstanding, that's the way small companies are."

The brotherhood between Song Shengshi and her husband Shengkuan did not last long before it was interrupted by discordant and sour words coming from the side.

When I looked back, oh wow, it was one of the six brought by SM's manager.

Song Shengshi only remembered that it was one of the six of them, not which one specifically. I heard from Representative Jin that these six noses seemed to be done by the same doctor, and the results were almost exactly the same. And they would get angry if they couldn't tell the difference. , causing trouble everywhere, so you should avoid it at ordinary times.

Song Shengshi finished the last two mouthfuls of mango mousse and took her husband Shengkuan to leave.

"What's Jeju Island? It's just a remote, remote place. It's so weird, like a bumpkin from the countryside."

If you don't mess with the dog, and the dog chases you and wants to bite you, there is nothing you can do but fight back.

Song Shengshi stopped while pulling Fu Shengkuan, turned around, smiled at Fu Shengkuan, and pulled him behind him.

Song Sheng had a considerable drinking capacity in his previous life. Although he could not say that he could drink a thousand glasses without drinking, after long-term training, he could drink three or four middle-aged men without any problem.

At this moment, I just drank two glasses of juice champagne, and I actually felt tipsy.

Huh, weird?

Why is the face of the person in front of me getting closer and closer to my fist?

Hey, he did it himself!

Bang.

Everyone in the middle of the dance floor in the hall turned around, only to see a man in a white suit lying on the long table with pastries, his nose bleeding profusely, and his white suit was stained with various cream jams.

In the courtyard, Song Shengshi ran wildly with her husband Shengkuan.

The two held hands tightly and ran in the garden with only moonlight, like a young couple sneaking out for a private meeting behind their parents' backs.