From now on in the entertainment industry, I have you in my heart

The weather at the end of October is not cold, and the temperature has not dropped much.

Some people feel the heat and are still plucking up the courage to eat ice cream, while others start to look forward to the coming winter that will be milder than before.Girls look for the new season's clothes in advance, and boys may not have much desire for clothes, but they will notice different people's clothes, maybe a certain mark on their feet.There were always people casually looking around in the street, trying to find someone who was dressed similarly to him, to prove that he wasn't the first person to take off his clothes too thickly.

In this kind of weather, and it was a night with a big temperature difference, the people wearing two jackets still accounted for a large part. At least Min Yoongi was the only one who was wearing a short sleeve and didn't even put on a coat when he walked all the way.

This seems to be a bit out of place, and after the sweat evaporates, I gradually feel the coolness spreading from the body to the senses.

"Brother Yunqi, I told you to wear a coat when you come out. You can easily catch a cold like this." Zheng Haoxi gently touched his palm, which was cold.

"It's okay, I'll go back after buying something to eat."

I just confirmed that they will debut next year, and there is still less than a year left. They have been training all day and all day for a while, and I don’t know what kind of madness they have today. I want to play rock-paper-scissors with them.So he and Zheng Haoxi, who were unlucky, had no choice but to accept their fate and go out to buy supper.Even behind the back of the manager's monitoring, is it a quiet rebellion?

One person held a Coke Sprite in his hand, and the other carried snacks such as fried rice cakes, fish cakes, and Oden.It happened to be a red light at the intersection, so I had to stop.

Hey, it's only a few seconds away. It seems that if you walk a few steps faster, you don't have to wait for the tens of seconds now.

His gaze flickered in boredom, and when he looked up, he recognized the person standing on the opposite road.

The same face as in high school, with a guitar on his back, earphones plugged into his ears, thin and small, with his hands in the pockets of his coat.All the details are combined to form the person in the impression, except for the strange sense of maturity brought by the personalized makeup.

He really recognized it at a glance, when the green light turned on, Zheng Haoxi gave him a pull.

Walking over step by step, she also came over.

Min Yoongi wondered whether she knew herself, whether she had a faint impression of a certain classmate in the next class.Her eyes may be a little puzzled, as if wondering who he is.

There are still five or six steps away, he beats the drum in his heart, and carefully peeks out of the corner of his eye, but she keeps staring straight ahead, nothing happened.Just as they were two people who didn't have much intersection, as time passed, the refreshing daisy earrings have also become flamboyant sharp cone earrings.

After walking past each other, Min Yoongi looked back.

She also came to Seoul?

"Brother, what are you looking at? Don't be distracted when crossing the road." Zheng Haoxi pulled him, and followed him to look back. There was nothing special, except that he was still a human.

"It's nothing."

Min Yoongi laughed at himself, what was he thinking, if you know someone, must they know you?Just now I really played a lot and thought too much!

"I almost thought my brother was looking at that girl. She has a lot of personality and is also very beautiful." There are not many people on the street at this point, and beautiful people attract attention. It is not surprising that Zheng Haoxi will notice. "Looks like a band."

He nodded invisibly, and quickened his pace, "Hurry up, I'm suddenly a little cold."

"Brother, remember to drink some hot water when you go back, and take medicine to prevent a cold. You can't get sick now."

"understood."

After eating supper, and practicing for a while, the hour hand points to two o'clock, and today is over.

Min Yoongi lay on the bed and thought of her again.In fact, it's not that I know her, I just heard about her.It was very accidental, but not so accidental, that I just met her.

In that scorching summer of the second year of high school, when playing basketball felt like being scorched by the sun, he met Li Youyan from the class next door.

At that time, I only heard the students in the class chatting, saying that there was a club in the school's cultural performances that was going to put on a show and needed a guitarist.

After an afternoon basketball game, the captain of the opposing team came to ask Min Yoongi.

"Min Yoongi, can you play the guitar?"

"Where did you hear that I can play the guitar?" Min Yoongi raised her head and drank water. The sun made her eyes hurt a little, but fortunately, the big trees planted around the basketball court were vigorous and dense, so they wouldn't be able to play at noon. A basketball is still suffering from heat stroke.

"Aren't you playing music? What about rapping?"

The captain of the other party is a big fool. Min Yoongi thinks that to put it nicely, he has strong limbs and a simple mind. He lazily replied, "hiphop."

He has never taken the initiative to say that he is making music, especially with unfamiliar people. He has tried to share his happiness with others, but found that not everyone understands.Prejudice, he has experienced it since he fell in love with hiphop.So when he heard that the other party didn't even know the correct name, he wasn't too angry.

"Then can you play the guitar? That's all. My girlfriend and her club are going to put on a singing and dancing show. They need someone who can play the guitar and sing. I'll help you find someone. I just heard that you can play music."

Min Yoongi shook the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, and casually got up with the basketball in her arms, "Whoever said that to play music must be able to play the guitar."

Besides, they don't seem to be familiar with each other. They are opponents on the court, and they don't have much intersection off the court.

"Really? Do you know anyone who can play the guitar?"

"I know."

Min Yoongi listened to the voice and looked at the person. It was Fang Hejun, his good friend since junior high school. What was different from him was that Fang Hejun's academic performance was not bad, and his parents often used him as a comparison at home.But think about it, this is life, who doesn't have a friend with better grades than himself.

"Our Yungqi is a rapper and can only play the piano, but not the guitar." He threw the drink he bought in a small arc in the air to Min Yunqi, and put it on Min Yunqi's shoulder.

"Who, give me a recommendation."

Min Yoongi shrugged and asked him to take his hand off, "It's hot."

"As for Li Youyan from the third class next door, my Jingyin said that she met her carrying a guitar on the street, I think she should know."

"Is there such a person in the third class? Why haven't I heard of it." The big tall man scratched his head, "Is it because of his looks? My girlfriend said that singing and dancing shows still depend on their appearance, even if they are not good-looking."

So did Min Yoongi, he hadn't heard of it either, so I'm sure it wasn't this guy who was just making things up.

"I just transferred here this semester. I haven't heard of a very normal and low-key freshman. My Jingyin said that it's been two months since school started and I haven't spoken more than ten words to this new classmate."

Min Yoongi sneered, and couldn't help but reply, "Your Jingyin is so busy, you even count when you talk to others."

Don't blame him, as a relative, this friend has always talked about his girlfriend's name since he fell in love, and never left.

"Okay, thank you, I'll go find out."

After the tall man left, Min Yoongi also got up and left the court.

"Have supper together after evening self-study."

"No, I made a new song and the senior told me to give me some pointers." He waved his hand and left, then turned around and threw the basketball to him halfway, "I told my mother to go to your house to review, don't dress me up Ah, you keep the ball for me."

"Well, I'm going on a date with my Jingyin too, so don't dress me up."

Min Yoongi lazily said OK behind her back, what are good friends for, of course, to help each other when needed.However, he also really admires Fang Hejun. He can maintain his academic performance when he is in a relationship and only hovers in the top ten in the class. Unlike him, since he made music, he has more than enough energy for his studies, and he still insists on not skipping classes to do music. In the eyes of a teacher, obedient students are the most serious.

The next day, Fang Hejun and him leaned on the balcony in the classroom corridor in every possible way bored. He was talking about the date last night, but Min Yoongi didn't concentrate on listening, and was only thinking about the song.After class, I just relax on the balcony in the corridor. He really has a good temper to endure this guy's show of affection from time to time.

"Hey, Yoongi, look."

After being patted on the arm by him, Min Yoongi looked in his direction, next door was Class Three's territory.

"The one with the ponytail at the door is Li Youyan, isn't she pretty?"

If it is said to be beautiful, it really is, at least when Min Yoongi glanced over, the first gaze was on her.Thin and petite, with double eyelids and big eyes, and a small and straight nose... Looking at her skin through the sun, it seems that you can see the thin blue blood vessels under the white skin. At first glance, she looks like Snow White.

"I know you are not a superficial person, but you are really beautiful, Yoongi, seriously, do you two want to compare who is whiter?" Seeing that he was silent, Fang Hejun continued talking, with a hint of admiration. A joke from a good friend.

"Boring, go back to class." He turned around and left. It was his friend who refrained from hitting him, although he also admitted that the other party was very white.

"Hehe, I was wrong, but the one standing opposite her should be a tall girlfriend. It seems that she really came to find Li Youyan to participate in the show. Aren't you from the student union, Yunqi? You know this time..."

"do not know."

"Hey, I haven't finished yet."

"Then I don't know either."

……

The student union was in charge of organizing the event, while his disciplinary department took on the procedural matters.What Min Yoongi is holding in her hand is the program to be participated in the whole event, detailing the name of the program, the content of the performance, the list of performers, and the order of arrangement.

He is a person who is afraid of trouble. He went to the student union and joined the club for his own convenience, but now he has to pull himself together to help check the order and flow of the performance. The next show is for the dance club. It seems that he will not only dance but also have a show A stage play.

The vice president next to him had watched the first rehearsal a long time ago, and said to Min Yoongi: "You don't know that this show is so rich and colorful. The girls in the dance club not only dance, but also have fashion shows. Their president even found her boyfriend Let’s spin the basketball, you know, just a few basketball players wearing jerseys to spin the ball and play tricks. The overall feeling is like a musical and dance drama.”

"Isn't there still someone playing the guitar?" He hummed softly in his heart, turning basketball, his strong point.

"Really?" The vice president scratched his head, showing doubts, "Did I forget? I didn't see anyone playing the guitar."

Min Yoongi opened her mouth, thinking that the other party might not agree, "Oh, maybe I misremembered."

Li Youyan did not come during the first official rehearsal, today is the last time to pull through the stepping process, and if she doesn't want her to come.

Min Yoongi sat under the stage with a few members of the student union. Occasionally they would discuss the show in whispers and gossip about his classmates. He didn't want to get involved, so he yawned silently and changed the lyrics in his mind.

"Someone really plays the guitar." The vice president touched him with his elbow.

Min Yoongi recovered and looked at the stage. I don't know when the show was halfway through. After the dancing students retreated, they revealed the artificially built small step ladder. Li Youyan was sitting on it wearing a very ordinary school uniform, fingers on the strings of the guitar Playing flexibly, the brisk melody pours out.

After a brief prelude, they seemed to be waiting for her to sing, even he couldn't help but breathe lightly, with a faint anticipation.What didn't disappoint was that she spoke the first sentence with an attractive voice.As someone who is in touch with music and thinks she understands it fairly well, Min Yoongi feels that her voice is very imaginative, like a sunset by the sea, the golden halo smudges the entire sea, very comfortable.

Her voice didn't quite match her appearance, it was clear with a bit of gritty texture, very contradictory voice, singing a lyrical rock song that he was quite familiar with.What was it called? He suddenly couldn't remember it. He just subconsciously thought that this voice would be good if it was a feat, and it would match well.

Min Yoongi nodded along with the music, and when she realized it, she was annoyed that she had thought too much, it must be because he was too obsessed with the song that he didn't finish that day.

Looking at the time on the phone, Min Yoongi greeted the vice president alone, "I have to leave beforehand."

"So soon?"

"I really have to go." He picked up his schoolbag and got up.

"Wait, you didn't come a few days ago."

Min Yoongi raised her eyebrows to signal him to finish.

"So you will take my place in the morning inspection next week, and let me sleep more at home." The vice-president held him back and made a condition with a smile on his face.

"Yeah." He nodded perfunctorily in agreement, and he really wanted to sleep more.

The author has something to say:

It has been so many months since the last SUGA article. I have conceived this article for a long time. The general framework has been deleted and changed, and the outline has also been finalized. Although I still feel that I can wait and wait for me A little more polishing, but still want to update on the first day of the new year.A new starting point, a new beginning, a new article, I hope you will like it.