[FTISLAND Hoon Ki] Secret1969

"Lee Jae-jin's Diary"——

Onew stirred the coffee with a spoon in his hands.In the originally elegant environment, there was a sticky feeling due to the interference of too much sugar.I shivered, recovering from the pillow fight.Out of sight is the picture of Key eating slowly, and in sight is my own coffee. In fact, I have no appetite.

——Is this guy Sakata Gintoki?

I still have a sense of superiority from watching Japanese comics, just by looking at the various figures in my house.

Turning on the phone, there are very few records. From just now to now, someone has dived into the water.Judging from the time, either preparing ingredients or playing games.It is impossible to prepare the ingredients, and it is limited to the four words "prepare the ingredients". After reading it, the daily life of the otaku begins.

Silly: Little Celery~Call Little Celery~

Hongji: It's gone, it's gone, let's go.

Zhener: You guys are free, how about helping Representative Han clean up?

"Help representative Han clean up" is a stalk between us.Most of the time it is a secret signal from us and has nothing to do with Representative Han.

It was popular among trainees at first, and several staff members participated together.There are no conflicts of interest in Little House, but sharing joys and sorrows and encouragement. After moving to Cheongdam-dong, what has changed? The so-called original intention is gone.At that time, the future was invisible, and the most important thing was to live in the present and work hard for the present.

The five of us have different personalities, and the south and the north are completely different, which means that it can be said that we have broken our hearts.

During the time when rumors were rife, the representative called Hongki hyung to the office and had a long conversation.We don't know much about what we are talking about in detail so far. Brother Hongji always has reservations about people or things that will increase our burden.We actually know it well, but because of respect and distress, we can no longer blurt out anything.Brother Hongji chose another way, which I discovered later.

In the 08 liveshow, it has been a few days since we were sent to Japan.Perhaps this is the representative's compromise and encouragement, let us start from scratch as an underground band in an unfamiliar place.Fortunately, I got to know myself again and gained a different self-confidence.It is suffering, because the place of life is unfamiliar, and it cannot be stretched at all.What cannot be ignored is the power of support, facing people of completely different nationalities, feeling a completely different atmosphere.

To my surprise, since coming to Japan, Yuan Bin's expression has changed day by day.

When we come here, the first thing we need to do is to get familiar with the local music culture.We have heard about it for a long time when we were in our hometown. Japan, with its diverse styles and charms, is a place we have always yearned for and need to learn from.Everyone has their own repertoire and singers that have influenced them. Brother Hongji talks about it, except for oneOKrock. Brother Zhongxun always talks about muse.At this moment, we are nothing more than helping Representative Han to clean up the path pioneered by Korean bands in the Japanese singing industry, and at the same time clean up our dreams.We start thinking about shifting.

It needs to change, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, it can make people's eyes shine and a refreshing explosion, from the popular to the unique, more passionate talk belongs to our voice.When we determined our goal, we later realized that we had a disagreement with Brother Yuan Bin's music philosophy.

It was the first time, it came and went quickly, and it passed away without paying attention, who would know that it would be mentioned again in the near future?

At the end of the zepp Tokyo session, Brother Yuan Bin played a building block game with us, and Brother Zhong Xun crossed his legs and turned his head in a strange posture to stare at the mirror.I think this is probably a special resting technique, Zhong Xun brother can always find unique pleasures, including flirting with girls, which is also his pleasure.Cough cough Okay, this will be kept a secret for me, I don't mean to say bad things behind my back.

Choi Min-hwan next to him gnawed on the chicken wings with great enjoyment, and even extended his oily paws to greet me.I glanced at him with disgust, and kindly reminded: "If this continues, you will get fat!"

"Hing~ No way." This guy was very proud, making a cute expression with his age advantage, which made me, who was only a little older, feel that I was old.Look, the popularity of celery is higher than mine, at least for now.

Because I couldn't help the temptation, my legs became less and less like my own, and slowly moved to the other end of the magnetic field.At this time, the building block game had come to an end, and Yuan Bin's undefeated myth came to an end when I took a piece out of it.There were desolate howls from the lounge, the smell of chicken wings lingered endlessly, and there were other vague sounds mixed together.

It's not painful or uncomfortable, just relaxing and taking a breath.Although I don’t know who it is, the only ones who have different styles of painting are Hongji hyung and Zhongxun hyung.

It seems that only Hongji brother cared about why Zhong Xun brother stared at the mirror in a strange posture.At the same time when we thought it was natural but there was no need to worry about it, Brother Zhong Xun suddenly frowned and shook his neck: "It hurts so badly."

Brother Hongji gave a silent "oh", and reflexively leaned over to massage the back of his neck.It turns out that Brother Zhong Xun still has this side. In the past, even if he fell and got injured in the practice room, he would not say a word, but he would reveal his discomfort in front of Brother Hongji.

The free service really has extraordinary effects.They were enjoying one by one, and temporarily forgot what time it was.Cui Minhuan and I sat on the sofa with one chicken leg and one leg crossed, leaving only brother Yuanbin holding the building blocks and sighing.

"Brother, why don't you just stay together!" The young and ignorant little Celery stretched her neck and spoke.

Brother Hongji seems to have great potential for massage. He confidently changed his position, moving back and forth around the back of Brother Zhongxun's neck.Even if I don't work in the artist industry, I still feel like a masseuse. "What are you talking about?" He rolled his eyes indifferently.

Brother Zhong Xun, on the other hand, calmed down, turning his neck slowly.If our hearing reaches the highest level now, then sound effects like "click, click" definitely exist.He spent a lot of effort to get a closer look at Li Hongji. The long-haired brother Hongji has delicate eyebrows, between a boy and a man, his eyes that can talk and laugh are not as good as the mouth that can sing and speak eloquently.

I couldn't help asking my companion: "Little Celery, what is Brother Zhong Xun doing?"

Cui Minhuan was chewing the chicken, and as soon as he spoke, I seemed to see the figure of a hen running on the grassland. "He's really thinking about it, Wei Mao is really thinking about it." The little head can't hold it. This is not a problem that we need to know at our age.

Brother Hongji's radar has circled our broken thoughts, his laser-like eyes swept over here, as if he knew everything and couldn't hide it from him.Do we need to feel guilty?

"Does it still hurt?" As a result, Brother Hongji ignored us directly.

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After closing the diary, Hongji bent his feet placed on the sofa, his toes shrunk slightly.The loneliness all over the sky is like the cold that invades the bone marrow. There is no room with lights on, only the gradually expanding panting sound.

Choi Jong-hoon did not come back.