The noisy shouting in the media about "My Name is Kim Sanshun" continues without stopping, the name of this drama has been everywhere recently, and it has changed occasionally, and it is also a star like Kim Xuan'er and An Junhyuk that is closely related to it, guided by the atmosphere, the most discussed around him is naturally this drama, many girls worship Sister Sanshun's incisive and concise, but it always contains many truthful quotations, and many girls scream cutely for An Zhenxuan's every childish and awkward move.

But in reality, the focus of people's lives cannot completely revolve around "Jin Sanshun", adults have their own jobs, their own love, their own families, children, and their own innocent world.

The season is getting deeper and the summer is humid and rainy, and the weather has been sultry lately, and the hot sun shines down during the day, and the whole world is like a steamer, baking and steaming so that the air is distorted. The time was just after noon, and the frequency of the rotation of the ceiling fan above the head seemed to be dying, and the wind blowing down from above was weak and weak, unable to drive away the slightest bit of heat.

In the stuffy air, everyone's sitting posture shifted their center of gravity to the side, using the textbooks stacked on the desk, or the figure of the students sitting in front of them, blocking the teacher's vision on the podium, so that they could desert or simply doze off.

Those who can still keep their spirits up and sit upright in such a hot heat are probably really good students, and Xiaoxian, who has always had a decent attitude towards life and can't tolerate a little slackness, is obviously one of the good students.

The voice of the teacher's board on the stage was tuk-tuk, and she was also struggling to copy the book below. Sweat flowed down her forehead, and the girl's expression was solemn, so hard and serious, it was simply embarrassing, especially a girl who didn't study well and was greedy for fun every day.

"Xiaoxian, every time we meet, you are like this, it makes my sister feel a lot of pressure!" There was a faint sound in the air from the screams and laughter of the students chasing and playing on the side of the school building, and Yuna and Xiaoxian sat on the swing next to the sports field. Swing gently. Facing the sunset in the sky.

The dark red halo spread a thick layer in the sky over there, and the color blurred the clouds, and the sky and the earth over there seemed to be burning, setting off the stuffiness around them. It makes people feel a sense of powerlessness.

Yuna added a bite of ice cream. Push your feet slightly. The swing swayed, and the girl's fallen skirt flew with it.

Beside her, Xiao Xian, who was also sitting on a swing. He was looking down at a question and meditating.

Among the friends who play together in the company, Yuna and Xiaoxian live closest and go to the same school, according to reason, with such a prerequisite, the two should have been inseparable a long time ago.

But in fact, Yuna never takes the initiative to play with Xiaoxian unless it is necessary, and if you investigate the reason, similar scenes can probably be explained.

"Then sister should study hard!" Hearing Yun'er's dissatisfied complaint, Xiaoxian didn't raise her head, and while thinking about writing the answer in the homework book, she said: "My sister is going to high school next year, and she always messes around like this, what will she do when she goes to college in the future?"

"Hey, it's still early to go to college!" Yuna pouted in dissatisfaction.

"This kind of thinking is the most dangerous!" Xiao Xian finally raised his head and looked at him with a serious look, "My sister has also learned a Chinese poem, right?" The first sentence in it says, 'Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows', if my sister always thinks that it is still early to go to college, and slacks off to play because of this, time will pass soon, day after day with such luck, three years will be gone in a blink of an eye." Maybe my sister thinks it's okay to spend three years in vain because she is young now, but when my sister reaches the age of 80, she will understand how important these three years are to a person's life......"

…… It's preaching again......

Yun'er rolled her eyes, was a little depressed for a while, waved her hands and shouted impatiently: "Oh, I will be satisfied when I live to 60, how can I be 80 years old, my bones are rotten at that time, what else is there to regret!"

“…… My sister is really unproductive!"

"Ah, you have a black belly, do you talk to your sister like this?"

Xiaoxian blinked: "Every time you talk to Sister Xiuying, it's like this!"

“…… Hmph!"

Just like this, the communication with each other usually leads to a conflict of values and outlook on life, and she can't debate Xiaoxian, and what's even more sad is that even if she cheats, she can't rely on that little belly black, Yuna thinks that she has nothing to do with the word masochism in her life, so if possible, she is reluctant to come to Xiaoxian to play - that has no other function except for hitting her.

But today is the exception, today is June 28, broadly speaking, this day is nothing special, but if it is specific to individuals, it is more or less worth remembering -

Today is Hyun's 14th birthday!

"Hurry up and write, let's go back quickly after the homework is done, Sister Jixiu helped you order a good one-big fresh milk cake! Hmph, I hate it when I talk about it, last time I had a birthday, I bought the cake at my own expense, and my sister didn't support me at all!"

"But Sister Jisoo's birthday gift to you is a mobile phone!" Xiao Xian indifferently brushed a strand of hair that fell on her sideburns behind her ear, and then glanced at Yun'a, who was trying to control her expression and prevent herself from laughing, and pouted: "Sister wants to show off, right?"

Besides, it's just a mobile phone, you see me like that...... Burst...... Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

“…………”

Lin Yun'er really can't be trusted!

There is such an idle mischievousman beside him, and no matter how focused his mind is, he can't concentrate well. A moment later, in Yun'er's lonely conversation again, looking at the homework she had just written halfway through, and then looking at the gradually dimming sky in the distance, Xiaoxian sighed and put away the homework book.

"Oh, it's finally done?"

“…………”

"Let's go, let's go, I'm going to die! Tell you, I'll go back in a while to compensate my sister and me, in order to wait for you, my sister is hungry, so when there is something I love to eat, don't rob me!"

“…………”

"By the way, Xiaoxian, do you have any birthday wishes?"

"Isn't the wish a silent prayer when the candle is blown out?"

Another girl, who was only a year older, but insisted on pretending to be old, shook her finger nonchalantly: "Anla, isn't it still here, and it won't lose a piece of meat if you talk about it!"

"Oh!" the girl thought for a moment, and replied, "My wish...... I want to grow up quickly!"

This is a wish that almost every girl of this age will have, Yun'er sneered, despised Xiaoxian's old-fashioned thinking, and was about to say something to hit the little girl with a black belly, when the corner of her eye suddenly glanced at the girl's chest.

The same dark blue school uniform skirt top as her, in the same place, Xiao Xian's there has been a graceful curve at some point, and she ......

Yun'er quietly pulled open her collar, lowered her eyes, glanced inside, and suddenly looked sad.

"Xiaoxian, don't say anything about growing up, growing up is actually so painful, you have to worry about a lot of things every day, you must have seen your uncle and aunt when they were sad, right? That's the price of growing up, instead of making such a wish, why don't you think about wishing you would be 12 years old forever?"

"For what?"

"Childhood, childhood is the best!"

One hand on the shoulder of the upright girl, the girl instigated with ill intentions, the voice swirled and fluttered on the vast sports field, and the school quieted down at some point, so the voice spread far away, and the song of the tired birds in the grove not far away became one.

It's indescribably crisp and pleasant......

……

At the same time, somewhere in the suburbs of Seoul, a building that had been converted from a former industrial warehouse.

Bang!

The lights flickered and flickered, the bulb zzzed a few times, and the darkness in the tightly closed warehouse fell in an instant, and was dispelled by the light again, and in the light at first glance, the man who hit the wall suddenly dodged away from the wall, turned around, raised his arms to parry, and the next moment, the muffled sound came again, and the terrifying force made him take a few steps back.

The electric light flickered overhead, the halo shifted to the back, the front was dark for a moment, and the light chased after it extremely quickly, and after a moment, a figure rushed out of the darkness with a fierce wind, jumped up, turned around, and whipped his legs!

In the flash of lightning, the wind whistled and snapped!

Even though he had tried his best to block the attack at the moment of arrival, the man was still pumped out of the air, rolling 4 or 5 meters close to the ground before he stopped because he touched a sandbag.

The man reacted quickly to his feet, grabbing the sandbag to block the way before the attack that followed.

But such efforts seemed to be in vain, and not long after, with a wail of broken chains, and the sand bag seemed to be hit by a heavy cannon, the man flew back again, and retreated several times in a row to find favorable conditions for defense, obviously consuming a lot of his energy, this retreat, and finally had a trace of trance in spirit.

Suddenly, the sandbag with the chain broken fell to the ground, the dust was flying, and the chasing figure in the dim light tore through the smoke and rushed out, followed by a fierce fight, the chandelier above his head was still shaking, the aperture shook from here to there, and in the flying smoke and dust, two figures fought and walked.

But it was clear that the man who had fled earlier was no match for the other man, and he stepped back, backwards, backwards, and it wasn't long before the man who was hit in the side of his face by his opponent's elbow staggered over a white line drawn at his feet.

"Smack!"

The room was bright, and the sudden bright light illuminated the two people who were standing and lying under the lamp, and they couldn't help but cover their eyes, and then the applause came.

"Jun-hyuk, it seems that you haven't regressed!" A hearty laugh sounded from his side, Ahn Jun-hyuk, who had adapted to the strong light, turned his head to look, and Jeon Byung-kook, who was shirtless and had knotted muscles, walked over with a smile and clenched his fists, "How about it, let's have a fight?" (To be continued.) )