Han Yuzhi, you say obsession

On the other side, the five BBs who had just finished supper returned to the dormitory together.

In fact, since the five of them started their solo activities, for the sake of convenience, they seldom live together.It's just that after the incident broke out some time ago, the five of them moved back into the dormitory together for safety.So although that period of time was depressing, it also gave them a chance to settle and exchange feelings.

Quan Zhilong drove the car into the garage, stood outside and watched the night and smoked a cigarette, then walked to the dormitory with the key.As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the sun standing at the door, obviously waiting for him.

"Yong Pei? Are you still asleep?"

"Zhilong, are you okay?" Sun looked at Quan Zhilong worriedly.There is indeed something wrong with him today. Not to mention how many times the barbecue has been burnt, and he hasn't even touched the wine glass a few times. The most important thing is that he only responded to Shengli's convulsions with a simple "ah" and "oh". He didn't pinch his face (Ji Yong: ... -_-|||), and he didn't punish him for cleaning the toilet (Ti Ni: ... Hey! +_+).

Not to mention victory, Lian Dacheng asked him privately: "The girl I met just now is not Brother Zhilong's ex-girlfriend, is it?"

As for TOP?The star who "automatically blocks all movement outside the world as soon as he sees food and toys"?The sun said stop joking~

Well, it's really frustrating to meet an ex-girlfriend or something and find out that the other party has forgotten me, let alone Quan Zhilong who has always been proud and confident.

Thinking about it, Sun couldn't help showing a bit of sympathy in his eyes: "Zhilong, it's over as long as it's over, let's take it easy."

As soon as Quan Zhilong saw his expression, he knew that his wonderful teammates didn't know where he had made up the plot. He patted Sun on the shoulder dumbfoundingly: "Where are you going? Don't listen to Shengli's nonsense, how can I have any?" What's the matter." After finishing speaking, he walked sideways around the sun and walked into the house, walking behind the door to change his shoes.

("...It's really not me this time ⊙﹏⊙" - Mr. Shengli, who shot the arrow silently)

Seeing his smile, Sun relaxed a bit: "It's up to you, be careful, don't let yourself get hurt again."

Quan Zhilong changed his shoes, and when he heard the words of the sun, he felt a warm feeling in his heart, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. Go to sleep, I'm sure I'll be very tired tomorrow."

Recently they are preparing for a new album, recording songs, MVs, clothing, promotional plans... It is not too much to spend three days and three nights all night.Tonight, the president saw that they were too tired, so he gave them a little vacation to relax, and tomorrow he will be busy again.

"Okay, then you go to bed early too." Sun smiled, his eyes narrowed into a crooked line, "Good night."

"Good night." Quan Zhilong waved his hand, watched the sun walk into his bedroom, suppressed his smile, stretched himself, and then went into the bathroom of his bedroom.

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An Xiuen was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She had opened her eyes for two hours since she finished washing after returning from the bar.

Grandparents disagreed when she first went to Paris.Although her parents were in Paris, they had to work after all, and her French was not good at that time, so the old man was always afraid that she would be bullied if she was unfamiliar with the place outside.

Her parents didn't agree either.Her mother is French-Korean and grew up in France, while her father met her when she was studying in Paris.After the two got married, they naturally stayed in France.At the beginning, the two also took time to go back to Korea to accompany the two elderly people every year, but as their careers developed, the time to come back became less and less.After Ahn Soo-eun was born, as an apology to the two elderly people in Korea, coupled with the fact that her career was on the rise, she usually didn't have enough time to take care of her.At the age of three, she was handed over to her grandparents to be raised, and she was regarded as a companion for them.If she also went to France, I was afraid that the two old people would be lonely.

But An Xiuen has liked designing since she was a child, especially clothing.So when she was a child, there were only three dolls in her house, but there was a whole cardboard box of clothes, all of which she made out of some unclothable fabrics.Every time she saw the shapeless rags turned into beautiful clothes in her hands, she felt a strong and beautiful feeling in her heart. When she grew up, she knew that feeling was called a sense of accomplishment.

And Paris, known as the "fashion capital", undoubtedly made her one step closer to her dream.

So she begged the elders for their consent, and promised to come back to spend a period of time with her grandparents every year, and the two old people agreed.

It's the same this year, next week is Christmas.When she returned, it happened to be the opening of a design competition within several major fashion companies, and the winner would have the opportunity to attend or even participate in the design at the Paris Fashion Week in September and October.

Because of this, the teacher also agreed to give himself a half-month leave to go home to find inspiration, which shows that he attaches great importance to this competition

As the apprentice of Givenchy's chief designer, if she doesn't get some grades, let alone a teacher, she would like to commit seppuku!

But now she... is completely clueless~ Occasionally, a bit of inspiration drifts through but she can't form a specific plan, it really makes her head hurt~T^T

Ahhhhh... Depressed Ahn Soo-eun continues her way of rolling on the bed...

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Quan Zhilong wrapped himself in the quilt and completely wrapped himself into a pupa, half of his face was exposed from the quilt, and he stared at the ceiling stupidly for a while with his eyes open.He suddenly got up and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, quickly rummaged through the address book, swiped his finger and then stopped. He looked at [Xiu En] on the screen of the mobile phone and fell silent for a while.

Who is An Xiuen?He knew that this was what Yongpei really wanted to ask just now, but he didn't ask it out of consideration for his face.He was also glad that he didn't ask, because even he himself didn't know the answer.

The first time he met An Xiuen was at the inter-school exchange meeting in junior high school.His school was very close to An Xiuen's school, only four streets away, and the two schools were on par in terms of external rankings and school ethos.It's just that his school focuses on art education, while her school is an ordinary middle school, and the teachers pay more attention to the students' academic performance.Therefore, the two schools often get together to engage in activities, which is called "learning from each other's strengths to make up for our weaknesses".

At the inter-school exchange meeting at that time, An Xiuen was able to speak on behalf of the entire third-grade students as a first-year middle school student, which in itself proved her excellence.

And he, who just joined YG for less than a year, met many like-minded friends, immersed himself in daily training wholeheartedly, and was full of longing for the future.Just the day before because of the training, I suddenly forgot the time, plus the time to clean the practice room and the time on the road, it was already early in the morning when I got home, and I hurriedly washed and went to bed.Even so, it still couldn't change the result of being late the next day.

When he felt the process in his school's auditorium, the process had just finished speaking on behalf of the teacher.Carefully avoiding everyone's sight, finally found the seat of his class despite the cold eyes of the class teacher, found a seat at random and sat down, before he could breathe, the host on the stage spoke:

"The following is the student representative of Seoul Myeongwon Middle School——An Xiuen's speech for everyone."

The strong voice almost didn't make his weak legs cramp with fright. When he raised his head in dissatisfaction, he saw a girl wearing a school uniform with long black hair softly draped behind her head from one side. stairs going up to the stage.

Her walking posture is so beautiful... He was thinking vaguely in his head.

The girl walked slowly to the center of the stage, then turned around, a beautiful smile bloomed on her delicate and delicate face, and the two dimples on her fair cheeks were like two blooming orchids.

"...I am honored to be here to tell you what I have learned..."

Her voice is very nice, not like the softness of a girl of that age, just like the clarity of a stream flowing through, quiet and natural.

But Quan Zhilong didn't listen to what she said at all.

He stared blankly at An Xiuen standing on the stage and speaking confidently, bright light radiated from his brows that were in high spirits, and even the sunlight coming in from the window was reduced to a foil, and his faint smile revealed the unique youth of a teenager Lively, her smiling eyes swept over the seated crowd below with a kind of mesmerizing magic.

The people listening in the audience couldn't take their eyes off her, including Quan Zhilong.

When An Xiuen's bright eyes looked in his direction, his heart seemed to pause for a moment, and then it beat fast like an alarm.

Did he run too fast just now... He thought in a daze, his eyes still fixed on the girl on the stage.

After a while, the girl's speech was over, everyone applauded for Ahn Soo Eun's perfect performance, only Quan Zhilong stared blankly at the strands of hair flying up when she walked down the steps.

He seemed to grab them together, and then tied them carefully with a red headband, which would look great with her white and tender skin.

"...Who is that? It's amazing."

"It seems to be called Anxiuen, she is very popular in Mingyuan~"

"Yeah, I heard it's only the first grade..."

The chattering voices of the people in the front row reached his ears, Quan Zhilong watched An Xiuen disappear into the crowd, and reluctantly looked away.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he realized that his behavior was a bit embarrassing, secretly despised himself, turned his head and made a childish face in the direction where An Xiuen disappeared.

In fact, Quan Zhilong at that time was envious of An Xiuen.

One day, he will also stand on a stage of his own, so dazzling that everyone watching his performance can't take their eyes off him!

Recovering from his memory, Quan Zhilong looked at the phone in his hand, the screen had already been automatically locked and turned into pitch black.

He thought for a while, turned on his phone, found An Xiuen's number, and turned to the message.

【Hi, I'm Quan Zhilong. 】—Will it be too formal?no

【Hello, remember me?I'm...] - No, it's too awkward, wouldn't it be embarrassing if she said she didn't remember?

[Hello, when are you free?I...] - Will it be too direct?

【Guess who I am^-^I...】——Suspected of pretending to be familiar...

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Just like Quan Zhilong in that youthful age, when he met An Xiuen, he thought about thousands of ways to say hello in his heart, but he couldn't say anything until the other party brushed his shoulder and moved away from him. farther and farther...

Quan Zhilong found out sadly: Leo's self-confidence and strength will automatically fail every time he is in front of An Xiuen.Isn't he really a dual personality? (＞﹏＜)

After hesitating for a long time, Quan Zhilong picked up the phone, typed a sentence slowly, remained silent for dozens of seconds, and pressed [Send].Then he tucked his face into the quilt:

sleep sleep sleep sleep...~~

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An Xiuen turned over and fell into a deep sleep, with a faint smile on her sleeping face, the screen of the mobile phone placed by the bed lit up for a moment, and then turned back to darkness after more than ten seconds.

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[Hello, I am Quan Zhilong, very glad to meet you today (∩_∩).I know you are probably asleep, I hope you have a good dream.good night~]

The author has something to say: Gu Liang has no idea what Seoul Mingwon Middle School is, and made it up~~~

And even if it’s a speech, Guliang really doesn’t want to type "Dear teachers and classmates..." I don’t know if Koreans like this tune ⊙﹏⊙‖∣

※、Chapter6

The author has something to say: Today will be a bit short, sorry, because it happens to be where the plot breaks~ The protagonist of the next chapter is the heroine again~~