When Han Yu woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Yesterday's first meeting with Gary in Korea made him very happy.

A foreigner who has a few friends who really support him in a foreign country, and they are all celebrities, naturally bursts with happiness instantly.

Although the temperature of the soju is not high, I can't remember how much I drank.

Even if Cheng Dù, who vomits after drinking too much and rides a motorcycle, still walks unsteadily, his limbs are weak, swaying, and trembling.

Our kind helper Lee Kwang-so sent him home, helped him to the bed, covered the quilt, and helped him boil a kettle of water before leaving.

However, it was already cold now, and Han Yu still drank two large cups gratefully.

Standing at the window and looking at the scenery outside, a piece of scattered and vague and vague and deep and shallow bed battle sounds suddenly came to my ears.

"I'm rubbing, Mahler's next door, get up early in the morning and start morning exercises?

Shaking his head, he leaned against the window and listened carefully for a while, analyzing the rhythm and frequency, who attacked and who defended, and so on.

It's boring~

The battle is fierce!

Although it's only intermittent ping-pong, it's not going to be seen.

But with his ears for music, and the real scene he watched when he participated in the 'dormitory business card tasting' when he was in college.

Therefore, Han Yu was still able to sketch out some hazy pictures for him to imagine the battle situation next door.

With the audio transformation of the weak man and the strong woman, a sound that became more and more familiar made him feel stunned.

I suddenly remembered that after I went home last night, before I fell asleep, I seemed to have chatted with someone for a few words, and I was hung up by the other party.

In order to confirm whether it was really a hallucination, Han Yu immediately went into the bedroom to find his mobile phone and looked through the call logs.

Really!

Contact person - Shin Jimin;

Duration of the call - three minutes.

Sitting on the sofa with her phone, she vigorously recalled what she had said to her, and whether there would be any rudeness.

Don't look at Han Yu's average amount of alcohol, but he has an advantage, that is, no matter how much he drinks, as long as he lies down on the bed quietly and rests for a while immediately after finishing his work, he can quickly recover his consciousness, and he doesn't have any drunken vices.

This is also exercised in the army!

Almost everyone there drinks, but after drinking, there are drunkards, babbling nonsense, crying dad and calling mother, sneaking out to eat meat, fighting, etc., etc., what kind of people have what kind of problems.

In the troops of those days, there was a 'problem'?

It's so easy to do!

Practice you, just change!

Can't change it? Keep practicing.

Practice until you become an adult and mature.

Han Yu thought about it seriously for a while, and he was also relieved.

I've often drunk with my friends in the band many times over the years, and I shouldn't have spit out any truthful confessions or anything like that to anyone.

And I remember some things, I can sleep so soundly not only because of drinking, but also because of the intoxication of a certain picture sound effect

It wasn't just when I heard the noise next door at the window

Rather, you are dreaming yourself, right?

What girl doesn't have a spring?

Which year is not a dream?

What's more, Han Yu is still a thirty-year-old bachelor?

Spring dreams again?

Not that goddess yet?!

And the angel instead?

I gave it a rub.

Wrong!

It seems to be...

The actor isn't me, right?

Did I call when she... They... Or are they??

He can't make up for it anymore, after all, he hasn't reached Cheng Dù, who has read all the world's blockbusters and has no horses in his heart, and besides, his 'warehouse' has not many types of inventory, and he has seen relatively little.

It seems that the only way to do this is to impulsively dial that number again and ask them to confirm.

Otherwise, it's a big lump in my heart, and I can't solve it.

Han Yu said that the tiger was really a little stunned, and he didn't think too much about whether it was appropriate, so he immediately clicked on Shin Jimin's name on his mobile phone, and the phone was connected after a while, "Hello, it's Han Yuxi??"

A man's voice.

Han Yu almost smashed his phone, and said with some excitement, "Mo? Who are you? Isn't this Shin Jimin's phone? Where are you now? Let her answer the phone for me!"

The other side just replied very calmly, "I'm an agent of AOA." ”

"Aunt Mora??oh, oh, oh, agent, hello, hello, is Park Cao E there?"

"I'm sorry, but she didn't come with her on a trip in the company. ”

"Oh well, I just wanted to ask about her injuries. ”

"Thank you, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm a musician from China, and you see it on the caller ID with my name. ”

"Oh, I heard Zheng Ronghe say, I remembered who you are, Han Yuxi"

"Huh. ”

"Do you have a good relationship with our AOA?"

"Hmm. ”

"Thank you for your care, please support them in the future!"

"Hmm. ”

"Let's do it first, they're filming, so I've got my phone here. ”

"Oh, okay. ”

"That's the case first, Han Yuxi, see you again when you have a chance!"

hung up the phone and failed to confirm some things, Han Yu felt very depressed.

At this time, my stomach began to scream again, so I had to change my clothes and go downstairs to find something to eat.

Along the way, I was still reminiscing about the events of last night, and I always felt that something was wrong.

I opened the bun shop that I didn't find when I navigated last time, but this time I was actually bumped into by him because I was thinking while walking!

Roasted wheat dumplings and buns are all kinds of side dishes, and it's almost noon, so let's just eat two meals together!

After eating, I walked out of this store and found that I had nothing to do today.

Everyone gave him a lot of encouragement at the dinner last night, so let's go back and write songs!

Park Cao'e was injured by someone on the stage, and her agent left her in the company to broadcast "My Little TV".

It's a very easy trip, singing, selling cute, playing the guitar, and the mood is naturally great.

When I was holding the guitar and singing to those fans, the string suddenly broke, jumped on my fingers, and blood immediately flowed out.

The netizen fans who watched in front of the computer were once again stunned, they suffered a broadcasting accident for two consecutive days, is our Cao'e mother swollen?

Park Cao'e calmly treated the wound, apologized to the audience, and smiled and said, "Pinch Nayo~"

In the past, I used to get injured when I practiced dancing and when I first learned guitar, so I hope you don't get surprised!

After a while, the show is finally over.

After saying hello to the assistant, I returned to the practice room on the second basement floor.

Looking at the empty, spacious and bright room, Cao'e muttered to herself in a bit of distraction, "Jinjia! That stinky man, it's all your fault! It's all you're to blame! It's all you're to blame! Haven't you ever seen a woman? Watching people dance can still get nosebleeds! How old is it? I really want to laugh when I think about it, hehehe..."

He looked down at the wound on his hand again, and continued to mutter, "Oh, I'm bleeding too, this is even, isn't it?"

Although at present, Park Cao'e is not the hottest female lead singer in the music circle.

But the last time I was in this practice room, the series of butterfly effects caused by singing two songs to him have begun to slowly appear.

He is a foreigner, and he is still a musician, and she sees her fanatical pursuit.

"Hmph~ I want to continue to work hard to let more people know about me! I must become the best singer!"

Thinking of this, the dancer turned to the side of the equipment, adjusting the sound and accompaniment.

Pick up the microphone and follow the music, singing a beautiful song

The sound of heaven on the second basement floor once again floated out and soared into the air.

Even the shining IDOL, the angel;

Occasionally, they will descend to earth and come to earth.