[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

Junxiu's team will not be disbanded until March this year. It really surprised him for a long time, and he still has a faint expectation of being able to make his debut. He hoped that the gossip he heard before was only caused by others because of jealousy. Who knows, the decision to disband is actually proposed by Li Xiuman himself.

The teacher who taught him personally disbanded the team he formed. Jin Junxiu didn't know what expression he should put on, but he was very depressed, especially unhappy.

As the younger sister, Feng Jin naturally wants Junxiu not to think about these things all the time. Junxiu is under enough pressure. He insists on going to school for a morning class every day, and then goes to the company to participate in practice until late, and he has to be double-faced. Taking care of both, and facing the pressure of a long period of voice change and perhaps not being able to make a debut, the difficulties can be imagined.

So it's not surprising that she proposed to go to the game hall and play games to relax.But Junxiu didn't like to go to that kind of place very much. He looked at Feng Jin's expectant and worried expression, and finally shook his head: "Don't go to the game hall, let's go play football. It just so happens that there are too many people today, so we play in teams. alright!"

Why do you like football so much?He must have been a football player in his previous life!

Feng Jin was silent, but still nodded with a smile, obediently accepted his proposal, and called some trainee friends.

"Are you going to play football?"

Seeing Feng Jin talking to Zheng Yunhao and the others with great interest, Quan Suxian couldn't help asking.

Feng Jin nodded: "Yes, Suxian should come too, football is fun."

The ponytail girl frowned and shook her head: "No, if that's the case, then I'll go home and read first, ko, let's see you tomorrow."

"Oh well."

It's only the first day of junior high school, are you already pressing the time to read books?

Feng Jin looked at Quan Suxian's back carrying her schoolbag, and blinked, puzzled.

"Idiot, have you forgotten what junior high school she is?" Jin Zaizhong, who was standing aside, noticed Feng Jin's expression, and followed the direction she was looking at.

Feng Jin came to a sudden: "Yes, she went to Ewha Girls' School, is that school really strict?"

"Junior and high schools stand side by side, and it is one of the best middle schools in the country. Many students from Seoul National University and Ewha University graduated from Ewha Girls' School." Knowing that Feng Geun usually doesn't know about irrelevant things, Kim Jaejoong explained for a moment.

"Oh, no wonder, Suxian is also under a lot of pressure." Feng Jin nodded and said, it seemed that everyone was under a lot of pressure.

Seeing her appearance, Jin Zaizhong couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you so relaxed?"

Thinking of her crowded timetable, even he who doesn't have trypophobia, can't help but feel unbearable. Who made that full timetable for her?Is such a heavy schedule with no free time really suitable for a girl who is about to develop and has not yet grown up?

"Hey hey." Feng Jin stroked her hair embarrassingly, and moved away from looking at Jin Zaizhong's eyes. When she turned around, the eyes that were originally full of smiles and embarrassment became calm as water, but the faint depression still leaked out. come out.

"Let's go, let's play football."

Everyone called each other several friends, some of them were from Division B, or trainees who just joined the company this year.Feng Jin, who has been staying at home or in the practice room all year round, can't understand it.

How on earth do these boys have sex with strangers?How can there be so much enthusiasm?

Maybe it's because boys are not as complicated as girls?Or is it because she thinks complicatedly?

But it seems that there are not many of her friends that she made by herself?

Not Jung Soo Yeon, not Min Ah Yee.

Kim Hyo-yeon and Choi Soo-young were introduced by Jung Soo-yeon.

Ah, if Quan Zhilong counts as one, no, he is a boy, so he cannot be counted.

Lin Xianmin, Yang Xiujing?

They often come to talk to her, but sometimes listening to them, she will feel that they are people from the same world, because they don't understand at all, why should they think about how to dress up dolls?Why discuss the entanglement between a certain man and a certain woman in school?

Perhaps, Quan Suxian counted?

Feng Jin slightly frowned her eyebrows that were frowned because of thinking, stepped on the football, and wandered around with the boys guarding her. Although she didn't know football very well, she learned a few tricks from Junxiu anyway.

This boy was introduced by Brother Yunhao last year, right?

"Han Geng?"

It was the first time that the familiar Chinese sounded in this strange place. It was not the children's dialect that is often found in the Northeast, but a mandarin that is a bit like the pronunciation of the south.

Han Geng raised his head in surprise, and looked at the girl he was guarding against, but after a while, the other girl turned around and kicked the ball away with a smile on her face.

Huh?What about people?

"Ah! You lied to me!"

Han Geng spoke in Chinese subconsciously, but the other party actually passed him while he was in a daze.

He hurriedly chased after her, but the girl in front of her was running and kicking the ball, while turning her head back with a smile and saying, "Soldiers never tire of cheating."

Hearing the authentic Chinese, Han Geng was in a trance for a while, and his running speed dropped a lot. Zheng Yunhao, who was chasing from the opposite goal, looked at Han Geng and couldn't help but pat him: "Han Geng, why are you in a daze? Ball!"

"Yeah, I got it!"

It was unfamiliar and difficult Korean again, Han Geng threw away the chaotic thoughts in his head, and concentrated on chasing his opponent.

Intermission

The result of the first half was 0:0.

Although Feng Jin dribbled the ball past someone, he slackened when facing the goalkeeper, slipped and kicked out of the field.

By the way, the goalkeeper is Kim Jaejoong.

Sitting tiredly on the chair, Feng Jin stroked the sweat-soaked bangs on her forehead, looked at Jin Zaizhong who was sitting next to her, and said, "Brother Zaizhong, you should play football instead of goalkeeper. It's a waste of time to guard the gate!"

And she didn't dare to kick at all, for fear of accidentally kicking somewhere.

"Who told me to take a good rest and not run around last time?" Jin Zaizhong picked up the mineral water and took a shallow sip.

It was only then that Feng Jin remembered, yes, the last time the two of them met at the stairs, Feng Jin knew at that time that Jin Zaizhong sprained his ankle while dancing, but he didn't deal with it carefully in order to keep up with the practice. Gradually get serious.

"Okay, then you..."

"Ah, wait a minute."

Jin Zaizhong picked up the phone in his pocket, raised his hand to pick it up, glanced at Feng Jin, got up and picked it up out of earshot.

Looking at Jin Zaizhong's back facing her, Feng Jin tilted his head and leaned on the back of the chair, his mouth slightly curved, forming an arc of a smile.

She knew who it was that called him.

After hanging up the phone, Jin Zaizhong came over, looked at the rest of the people, You Qi glanced at Feng Jin: "Sorry, I have to go first."

"Ah, let's go."

Jin Junxiu was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, and waved.

"See you in~"

Feng Jin also waved his hand, the expression on his face remained unchanged.

"Have everyone rested? Then let's get started."

Feng Jin said with a smile, grabbed Junxiu, and said softly: "Brother Junxiu, let's blow up the opponent."

"Uh...Okay." Jin Junxiu looked at Feng Jin's face, couldn't help but think of Jin Jaejoong's leaving figure, and sighed slowly in his heart, really, even if he said those words at the beginning, it was still not so easy to let go.Alas, love or something is really incomprehensible.

Other than his girlfriend, who can make Kim Jaejoong leave as soon as he gets a call without explaining?Jin Zaizhong knew that Feng Jin cared about his girlfriend's affairs, and always thought that Feng Geun was just a little girl's possessive desire, so he easily satisfied her.I seldom take my girlfriend to hang around in front of her, but go to find each other by myself.

There is nothing wrong with what he did. In order to appease the little sister, there is no other way.

It's just that Feng Jin was a little dissatisfied, and also a little jealous. She woke up from a dream, and now she is not reconciled even if she wakes up. When she wakes up, she also hopes that the other party's focus will be on herself.If she had known that she would not have said it at the time, because of Mindrei's incident, she was angry and ignored him. At least Jaejoong would not always disappear, and even appear less often.

"Brother Junxiu, come on, if you don't blow it up, I will tell my aunt that I plan to stay at your house for a few days."

Feng Jin smiled with her cat eyes bent, hiding the sharp corners of her eyes, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth. It was obviously a smile full of fighting spirit, but for some reason, it made people feel chills when they saw it.

Ever since meeting Brother Zai Zhong, Xiao Jin's temper has become more and more volatile—Junxiu who doesn't want to be pestered by Feng Jin.

Back home dripping with sweat, Feng Jin dropped her bag and ran directly to the bathroom. After taking a shower, she came out with her wet hair wrapped around her hair while wiping.

"Go to play football with Junxiu?"

Liu Yun, who had just finished practicing the piano, looked at Feng Jin and asked with a smile, if she came back at this time, it was unlikely that it was because she had just finished practicing.

"kindness."

Feng Jin nodded and walked to Liu Yun's side.Liu Yun took the dry towel in her hand and gently wiped Feng Jin's long hair.

"Let's practice the piano well starting tomorrow."

Looking at the black hair in his hand, Liu Yun said.

"What?" Feng Jin turned her head and looked at Liu Yun.

Liu Yun straightened her twisted head: "Your father and I have negotiated with your company, and we will go home to practice piano at night."

"Didn't you let me practice?" Feng Jin said to the mother behind him with a strange front, "And I practice every night."

After practicing in the evening, I go home, and then go to practice for nearly two hours, and my mother will accompany her and watch her practice.

Liu Yun said: "Of course it's different. We let you go home after practice in the afternoon, and you can stay at home to practice piano at night when you are in the company. We all hope that you can participate in the competition."

"Competition?" Feng Jin was surprised, "Didn't mom say that those competitions are meaningless?"

When she was in the fourth grade, she also participated in the joint school piano competition. The champion was of course Han Fengjin. After returning home that day, Liu Yun told her that she no longer needed to participate in those competitions.

"It's not the same. I'm referring to the competition in London." Liu Yun shook her head and explained, "Youth piano competition, the level of the youth competition here is not high enough. If you compare with them, you will feel oppressed."

"OK then."

Feng Jin agreed very simply.

Liu Yun looked at the back of Feng Jin's head in surprise, she didn't expect her daughter to agree so simply.Originally, if she refused, she wanted to be tougher.

I just didn't expect my daughter to be so obedient.

In fact, Feng Jin felt nothing. Although she didn't understand why Liu Yun suddenly asked her to practice piano to participate in some kind of competition, didn't this take up her practice time?But she is not very good at objecting to Liu Yun, because she feels that she is already very self-willed in the matter of trainees, and she chose the school attached to the High School of Art, which is very difficult for the mother and father who are looking forward to their success. For her parents, it was a bit too much, but they all agreed, letting her stick to her own path and encouraging her to move forward.

So, she thought, obey them more where you can obey them elsewhere.

What is family, isn't it the existence of mutual compromise, mutual love, and mutual criticism?

"I'm going back to the band too."

Liu Yun picked up the comb on one side and gently combed Feng Jin's hair.

"What? Ah, it hurts!"

Feng Jin, who turned her head abruptly, heard her mother's words, her hair was tightly entwined by the comb, her scalp was pulled violently, tears welled up in her eyes due to the pain.

"Don't move around."

Liu Yun carefully untied the comb that was entangled with black hair, and pressed Feng Jin's head with one hand to stop her frantic head.

"Oh mom, don't worry about this, what did you mean just now? What do you mean by going back to the orchestra? Are you going back to England?" Feng Jin took Liu Yun's hand instead, looked at her and asked.

Liu Yun nodded, looked into Feng Jin's big eyes, and said with a smile: "I've rested for so long, and the team leader sent me a message last month to let me go back."

"But but."

Looking at her mother's gentle smile, Feng Jin wanted to say something to stop her, but she couldn't find a reason.

Liu Yun is a member of the symphony orchestra. She has been resting for such a long time for some reason, so of course she has to go back quickly. After all, her main job is the pianist of the symphony orchestra.

You can't stop a person from continuing her work, can you?

"Don't worry, I didn't leave so fast." Liu Yun stroked Feng Jin's hair, "We can practice the piano together during this period, and my mother will teach you some skills. You have to master it well, and wait until the day I go to England. It might just be time for you to play and go to England together, but you might come back alone."

"Where's Dad?"

"He has to take care of Jing."

"Grandpa..."

"Your grandfather also has his own affairs. Your grandfather is not someone who seems to be calm."

Feng Jin pursed her lips, she couldn't be happy when she encountered two disappointing things in one day.

Seeing her unhappy look, Liu Yun could only divert her attention and ask, "Did you find the missing lyrics book you said last time?"