finally sent Li Jianlong away, and Jin Zhongming turned his head to thank Yang Hyunshuo.

"Hey~, you are an artist in our company, this kind of thing is my responsibility, what do you say to me? But it's strange to say, your body is so good, just like you just said that you were just hungry until three o'clock in the afternoon, why did you faint?" Yang Xianshuo was not actually asking the reason, but wanted Jin Zhongming to explain in front of his parents, explaining that his fainting had nothing to do with the company.

Of course, Kim Jong Ming knows it, but this matter really has nothing to do with the company, and he is also happy to explain: "Actually, as I just said, I don't know how to regulate pressure, and I dealt with the problem of three movies in one day, and after solving the last problem, I didn't hold it up and fell asleep in the back seat of the car, which is the main reason, the physiological is only the inducement, and the psychological is the main problem, in short, thank you president." ”

Yang Xianshuo nodded with satisfaction, looked at Krystal, and then tentatively glanced at Jin Zhongming, Jin Zhongming smiled directly: "President, the little girl has been ** for almost half a year." ”

Yang Xianshuo nodded awkwardly, said goodbye to Kim Jong-myeong's parents and left.

"Sister Minya, you go and post a statement on the Internet, let Sister Xian'en talk about it on my fanclub, and also, if Brother Zhongbing and Sister Jingyi are still there, let them all go back to rest! Finally, help me ask the doctor about my discharge. ”

Zhang Minya nodded and went out, she knew that Jin Zhongming was asking her to go out to comfort her family, and from the logic of his words, he really didn't have any problems.

Now only my own people are left.

"Wood!" Krystal put her little head in Kim Jong-ming's arms, and she also felt that her brother had recovered.

"Alright, you come down, stop clinging to him, let him rest. Sika impatiently walked over to pull Krystal down.

"It's okay, Sika, it's just low blood sugar, it's been fine for a long time. Jin Zhongming stretched out his arm to block Sika, and the other party let go, she was just worried that Jin Zhongming was not well, and she was relieved to see that this kid still had the strength to stop her.

"Be careful later. "Mr. Kim Young-hee is finally ready to show the attitude of the head of the family.

"Alas~ you all go back to work! It's just low blood sugar, I'll pay attention to it in the future!" Jin Zhongming impatiently wanted to send the adults away.

"You haven't caught a cold once since you were a child, and this time it really scared the hell out of us. Aunt Zheng opened her mouth and said with emotion.

"It doesn't matter Auntie, I really just had an accident this time, the people you need to worry about are not me, it's these two. Kim Jongming patted Krystal on the back with his left hand and pointed at Sika next to the bed with his right hand. "The two of them are going to be idols in the future, and that's the non-stop work of announcing the performance, and maybe one day they will faint on stage. ”

Aunt Zheng sighed when she heard this, she knew that what Jin Zhongming said was not wrong at all.

"Are you really going to be an idol?" Uncle Zheng didn't know how many times he had asked Sika this question.

"That's right!" Sika replied so firmly, I don't know how many times it was before.

"Okay, get out of the hospital quickly, everyone can return to normal life!" Jin Zhongming saw that this scene was about to stiffen, and quickly interrupted.

Jin Zhongming was discharged from the hospital immediately, after all, he didn't have many problems. Zhang Minya told him that there were many reporters at the door, and in order to protect his family, he decided to go out first and then let his family leave.

There are no paparazzi in South Korea, but under normal circumstances, artists will not refuse interviews, and Kim Jong-ming, a hairy boy, naturally did not dare to offend these people, he took the initiative to accept the siege of several reporters.

"I heard that Mr. Kim Jong-ming was starving because of his participation in the happiness of 10,000 yuan, but he fainted with low blood sugar, right?" a reporter's question came up and pointed directly at MBC.

Jin Zhongming glanced at the logo on the other party's body, it was a well-known movie magazine, and he instantly figured out how to deal with it.

"That's not the case, the happiness of 10,000 yuan ended at three o'clock yesterday afternoon, and I also had a meal with Li Jianlong and them. Later, I received a call from Mr. Ahn Sung-ki to go to Gwangju to attend the opening ceremony of "Gorgeous Vacation", and I think you all already know about it. Then I had two consecutive conversations with my teacher and director Choi Dong-hoon, and I think that was the culprit. ”

"What does Mr. Kim Jong-ming mean?" "That reporter is confused, you can't be stunned by your own teacher, right?"

"Both the teacher and director Choi Dong-hoon gave me a chance during the conversation, I was so excited at the time, and I was extremely tired before, so I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes, and I was not good at regulating my emotions that was the main reason for this mix. ”

"What do you mean by Mr. Kim Jong-myung by opportunity?"

"Next year, I will join my teacher and Choi Dong-hoon respectively as the main actor, and I hope you will take care of it. Kim Jong-ming bowed, turned around and left, and the reporters stopped paying attention to his fainting and began to inquire about Ahn Sung-ki and Choi Dong-hoon's film plans.

In this way, this matter came and went quickly, Kim Jong-ming did not put much effort into it except for sending text messages to reply to those who cared about him, and the media also put their minds on the new movie. After a week, no one but his Fanclub mentioned it again.

"It's boring!" shouted Kim Jong-ming, sitting at his desk.

He really has nothing to do in this month, "Gorgeous Vacation" is just like Ahn Sung-ki said, he just went to shoot two shots these days, the two movies that he paid the price of fainting before are all next year, variety shows because of the last time, few people come to him, and even the "hate" baseball team has not started because of the busyness of Liu Zaishi, Zheng Junhe and Ji Shizhen.

He just went to learn old rock and old rock these days, and other than that, he went to school, but this semester he was already prepared, and he concentrated his classes on Monday and Friday. It's not that he didn't learn composition and vocal music, but after learning the basics, YG's teacher told him that the composition of hiphop music was very different from his regular lyrical music, and that if he was going to study seriously, he should hire another master. Company M is very close, but that kind of visual kei music is not his thing, so this aspect is also empty.

So, he really fell into idleness.

"If you're bored, you can play games!" Zhang Minya's words didn't sound like the words of a normal agent.

"You think I won't?" Kim Jong-ming's answer didn't quite sound like an artist's words.

"Then you can go! You don't have to be bored lying here, if you don't have the three of us, you will relax a lot!" Zhang Minya impatiently wanted to kick Jin Zhongming out.

Forget it, it seems that the office can't stay anymore, and Jin Zhongming has no choice but to put on a baseball cap and go out.

"Put on your sunglasses, be careful of being watched now!" Zhang Minya shouted.

"Got it!" Jin Zhongming honestly put on his glasses and walked out.

Driving his own Hyundai, Kim Jong Ming decided to really go to the game machine hall, although it is a little idle, but next year it will be too busy to get to the ground, it's good to relax now, but of course you can't play in the generation from Hongdae to Apgujeong, there are too many people who know him here, he decided to go east and go to the Jamsil side.

"It's been a long time since I've been so indulgent!" thought to Kim Jong Ming, and began to invest in the first game currency.

Half an hour later, a group of people had gathered behind Jin Zhongming.

"What's the point of a man fighting a game console? I'll pick it with you!" a chubby little boy sat down and left.

Then someone sat down and left.

"This kid doesn't say a word, is he looking down on our people in the Jamsil?" someone behind him said something like this.

Jin Zhongming still didn't speak, he was afraid of being recognized.

The back is already ready to move, and it is estimated that if it weren't for his size, maybe someone would have been live PK.

"Call that short girl! she must have this man. ”

"Why did you call me to fight?"

"Didn't you team up with her last time? Don't you know her?"

"But I don't have her number! But don't worry, she should be here soon. ”

"That's right, every day at 4 p.m. she comes to play for an hour, no more, no less. ”

Jin Zhongming is already happy in his heart, the 'she' in the mouth of this group of people should be the 'owner' of this game machine hall, if he can defeat that person, he will be considered to be his own 'domination' of this game machine hall, is there anything more fulfilling about playing games than this?

"Eldest sister, this is the person who is picking on our entire game machine hall, hurry up and teach him a lesson!" A person who looked like a primary school student standing inside Jin Zhongming suddenly shouted.

Jin Zhongming pressed the game, like the door to look at it with confidence.

"Nine out of nine plus one!" Jin Zhongming said a sentence almost out of control as he looked at the person who came.

"What does this mean? New rules for the game?" said the elementary school student next to her, 'Big Sister', a short girl with thick lips and a small nose.

"That's right! new rules!" Kim Jong-ming began to run the train with his mouth full.

"How do you calculate this rule?" The short little girl did it directly, and the difference in height with Jin Zhongming next to her was even more obvious.

"The King of Fighters single-select nine rounds, 1 point per game, and then come to the double-choice battle for 5 points in one game!"

"It's a good rule, the last two lives can be reversed! ”

"Then let's get started!" Jin Zhongming pushed the box of game coins in his hand.

"Let's go!" the little girl waved her fist excitedly, well, very cute.