Chapter Seventy-One: Fighting?

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His name is Zhang Yourong, and he is a boy who has loved dancing since he was a child. The day before yesterday, his father told him that he could let him go as a trainee, which made him happy all day, and then when he packed his bags and boarded the plane to and from Seoul.

That night, he found a random hotel to stay for one night, and the next day, yesterday, he hurriedly rushed to S.M's company to go to the interview, and then when he didn't have time to show his proud dancing ability, he was eliminated by S.M.

The reason is that he can't sing well.

He couldn't bear it, his strength was dancing, but he didn't even have time to dance and brushed himself, and then he broke down the door angrily.

After leaving S.M, he continued to rush to YG, and after going to YG, he was successful in the interview. However, by chance, he heard an examiner say that their company would not launch another boy group in the past three years, and then he decisively gave up.

Just kidding, if you don't launch a combination, it's equivalent to not being able to debut, and if you can't debut, I'll go to your company as a trainee?

This time, it was already late afternoon, and then he found a random place to start drinking. He drank until the evening, and then he went back to his hotel room and fell asleep.

Then this morning, he woke up early, only to find that his head was surprisingly dizzy. It may have been because he had drunk so much last night that it took him the morning to recover.

Then, after relieving himself, he hurried to JYP after lunch. He wanted to make one last attempt, and if it didn't work this time, then he might as well go back to studying.

But when he came to the door of the selection room, he found that it was already overcrowded, so he couldn't help but wait slowly and depressedly.

When everyone was almost gone and it was their turn to be a few days away, Zhang Shixuan and Li Zhien came. Then the two began to fight, which made him very annoyed when he saw it, so he had been looking at the two of them with impatience before.

Later, after seeing the two of them quietly playing with their mobile phones, he barely suppressed his urge to scold, and then sat down in his seat and began to recuperate.

He wanted to pass it all at once.

But it hadn't been raised for a few seconds, and Li Zhien next to him began to chirp like a bird again, which made him, who was already irritable, suddenly couldn't stand it, and then roared directly.

Later, when he saw Li Zhien's pitiful appearance, the anger factor in his heart couldn't help but explode even more, even if he bit this matter.

Thought.

It's a big deal, I'm not afraid of it anyway.

Zhang Shixuan saw that Zhang Yourong was biting this matter, when he raised his eyebrows, and then reached out to hold the somewhat frightened Li Zhien to his side, and at the same time squinted his eyes slightly and said unceremoniously to him: "Then what do you want?"

When Zhang Yourong saw Zhang Shixuan answer, he stood up and looked at him and shouted: "I need to apologize!

There was a provocation in his tone and in his eyes.

In South Korea, a 90-degree bow is generally an apology etiquette for the elders, and for those who are not much older than themselves, as long as it is within 45 degrees. But he just wanted to find fault, so he said it so confidently.

When Li Zhien saw him say this, even if he trembled, there was a faint sparkle in his eyes, and his body involuntarily leaned into Zhang Shixuan's arms, as if it could give her a sense of security.

Seeing this, Zhang Shixuan couldn't help but feel a little angry, the anger that had just descended before was also reactivated by Zhang Yourong's unreasonable words at this time, but looking at Li Zhien, who was constantly drilling into his arms, he hesitated a little.

Because if he was the only one here, then he would definitely have to fight against Zhang Yourong, but now that there is one more Li Zhien, it will be different.

So he had to suppress the anger in his heart for the time being, and then patted Li Zhien's pink back, and after saying some comforting words, he ignored Li Zhien's holding his hand, stood up and said to Zhang Yourong at the same time: "Brother, it's too much, right?"

"Excessively!" Zhang Yourong turned his head and sneered before continuing: "This is already very fair, if it weren't for the fact that she was a girl, I would definitely ask her to kneel down and apologize." His voice was loud and stiff, and his tone was full of aggressiveness, and at the same time, he also held his hands on his chest and looked at Zhang Shixuan with disdain.

Zhang Shixuan's originally suppressed fire was like a volcano erupting at this moment, and his snort couldn't help but become heavy, and the wings of his nose gradually expanded, looking angry.

However, he still didn't make the first move, he just said in a calm tone: "Hehe, kneel down?

Although he was an otaku in his previous life, he was not bad at fighting, because he used to mix with people in school for a while in his sophomore year of high school. But then his grandparents told him to study hard and get into a good university, and then he became good.

However, the fighting skills he learned at the beginning were kept, and the trick he had in fighting was just three words.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Just focus on the opponent's sore spots, and see where the fight can end quickly, he will fight. But if you fight with your bare hands, you usually hit the stomach and back, and occasionally hit the chin, after all, the head is the most likely to cause accidents, while the rest of the place is relatively better.

Now that he saw Zhang Yourong looking quite unreasonable, he knew that the other party was deliberately trying to find fault, and immediately refuted it with his temper.

Who is afraid of who?

It's a big deal to go to the hospital, if you don't go to the hospital, are you embarrassed to say that you have fought?

"If I don't rely on you, what are you?" Zhang Yourong still shouted loudly.

He wanted Zhang Shixuan to hit him first, so that after he finished the fight, he could be said to be in legitimate defense and not be responsible.

Zhang Shixuan saw that he always provoked himself like this but didn't do it for a long time, and secretly thought in his heart that maybe he wanted to let him do it. While secretly scolding the goods, Zhang Shixuan also wanted to wait for him to do it first, and then pretended to be about to do it and said: "What kind of thing are you? ”

Seeing this, Li Zhien couldn't help but stand up and shrink beside him in a little hurry, and then grabbed his arm and hurriedly said: "Senior ......" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhang Shixuan frowning and raising her hand, and then she had to swallow the words back into her stomach and looked at Zhang Shixuan with a worried face on the side.

Zhang Yourong couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw Zhang Shixuan looking like he wanted to do it, and then continued to shout: "Lao Tzu's name is Zhang Yourong, who are you?

After hearing the words, Zhang Shixuan was silent.

At this time, his heart is like this.

Zhang Yourong......

Nikun ......

Yu Ze ......

2PM! 2PM Again! Fuck ****

WEST EIGHT!2PM!

2PM!

Great!good!good!!

At 2Pm on a dog day, I don't want to call you on the street, I won't be surnamed Zhang!

Thinking like this, his face immediately turned hideous, and then punched Zhang Yourong in the face, and said loudly: "I'm your father, ***." ”

Zhang Yourong saw that Zhang Shixuan was silent, and thought that he was scared, but when he was about to speak, he was punched by Zhang Shixuan, so he hurriedly picked up his arm to block it, and then stepped back a little.

West Eight!

The pain in his arm made him curse secretly, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand to punch Zhang Shixuan back.

"Oh, stop fighting!" shouted Li Ji-eun anxiously.

"Stop!" a roar came from behind.

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