"Min-suk, come and sit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When he left with Yoo Jae-seok, he thoughtfully and thoughtfully settled the accounts of the barbecue restaurant, which saved Kim Min-seok a lot of trouble.

Helping Jin Jiu to pull out, he took a taxi back downstairs, and Kim Min-seok almost carried Jin Jiu upstairs on his back.

Jin Jiula, who had entered the door, walked crookedly to the sofa and pounced straight up, his eyes full of drunkenness only a little clearer. Patting the seat next to him, he greeted Kim Min-suk.

Kim Min-seok changed into his shoes with a wry smile and walked to the kitchen while kicking and tapping, and said, "Wait a minute, uncle, I'll give you the decanting soup first." ”

Jin Jiula snorted twice with a little dissatisfaction, but did not force it.

"Min-suk," Kim Min-seok had just rummaged through the cabinet to find a bag of sobering soup, when Kim Kyu-ra's voice came from the living room, "I've already watched your show." ”

"Really?" Kim Min-seok paused in his movements and asked with a smile, "Uncle, what do you think of my performance?"

"Hey Yigu, rap is not a person I can play with at all, how do I know......" Jin Jiula smiled, his face was a little more formal: "However, I did find some other problems with you." ”

"What's the problem?" The water in the pot was already boiling, and Kim Min-seok put the ingredients for the decanting soup in one go.

"Minshuo, are you very confident in your own strength?" Jin Jiula's voice was a little low.

"Yes. Kim Min-seok nodded, rightfully looking, curious why Kim Jiu-la asked.

"So, you look down on the players who aren't as good as you, right?"

Through the frosted glass door of the kitchen, Kim Jiu-ra was already staring at Kim Min-suk's back with a somewhat blurred gaze.

"Hmm," Kim Min-seok thought about it seriously as he waited for the decanting soup to heat up.

"It's not so much that they look down on each other, it's better because they don't have the strength to do so, so they ignore each other. Kim Min-seok explained to Kim Jiu-ra: "Uncle, do you understand? That is, it's not that kind of malicious contempt, it's just not like the kind of ignorance that bullies people who are inferior to themselves. ”

"That's the problem," although he was choked by Kim Min-suk's explanation, Kim Jiu-ra still sighed and persuaded: "Min-suk, you're too proud." ”

"Do you know why you have so many anti black fans on the Internet?" Jin Jiu pulled his fingers and counted Kim Minshuo: "Arrogant, unsociable, impolite, arrogant, if you don't know you as a person, just watch the content edited by the program team, this is your first impression on me." ”

"Even, these are your characteristics, but the program team is deliberately magnified and presented in front of the audience. ”

Kim Min-seok frowned, listening to Kim Jiu-ra's persuasion and explanation. He brought out the decanting soup.

Jin Jiula took it, drank it all, wiped his mouth and continued: "Our country, known as the country of oriental etiquette, has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and the class concept of respect and inferiority of the elder and the young is the most important. ”

"Work hard," Kim Jiu-ra patted Kim Min-seok on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You haven't really stepped into this circle yet, you're just peeking at the leopard in the outer tube." No matter how strong you are, things like status and power need to be boiled slowly. ”

"Originally, these words should have been told to you a long time ago, but during this time, the two of us often interjected. Jin Jiula smiled a little helplessly: "I ran the notice during the day, you rest at home or participate in the competition, and when I come back in the evening, you go to the convenience store to do odd jobs." ”

Shaking his head, he tried his best to drive away the drunkenness on his body: "Fortunately, I finally seized the opportunity today and can find time to talk to you." ”

"Uncle, I see what you mean. Kim Min-seok was a little grateful in his heart, if Kim Jiu-ra didn't really regard him as his own, there was no need to say such thankless words.

"Actually," after thinking about it, Kim Min-seok also decided to confess: "I changed jobs." ”

"Oh, have you changed jobs?" Jin Jiula leaned his head back on the sofa: "It's good, it's good." Your job as a cashier isn't really right for you. ”

"Well, I got a job as a celebrity assistant. Kim Min-seok touched his nose.

"Star assistant?" Jin Jiula finally raised his interest, and said with a faint smile: "You are about to become a star, and you still run to work as an assistant for others? must be a female star, how beautiful do you have to be to be like this?"

"What's the matter," Kim Min-seok was a little weak-hearted by Kim Jiu-ra, turned his head and said awkwardly, "Yes, Krystal of FX." ”

"Krystal?** Zheng Xiujing from the company?" Jin Jiu let out a hissing breath of cold air, opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head, and looked at Kim Min-seok in shock and asked.

"Well, that's her. Is there anything wrong?" Kim Min-seok asked curiously.

"Hey, hey, you're really amazing. Jin Jiula wanted to point at Kim Minshuo and scold a few words, but when he was drunk, his body had no strength, so he could only spread it on the sofa and said with a wry smile: "Whose idol is not good, you have to provoke the ** company." There are so many idols in their family, you have to pick the trickiest ......"

"Is it troublesome?" Kim Min-seok asked cautiously, not knowing whether to tell Kim Jiu-ra that he had earned this job opportunity by threatening Lee so-man with a song.

"Trouble, headache!" Jin Jiula, who was drunk, was like an old child, and rarely lost his temper: "I'm going to sleep!"

Angrily getting up, not even caring about the sobering soup on the coffee table, Jin Jiula shook his hand and walked back to his bedroom.

Kim Min-seok watched him close the door with a wry smile, and there was a strange sense of warmth in his heart. Is this home?

What Kim Jiula said did make Kim Min-seok feel some feelings in his heart.

Counting up, since the recording of the first issue of "Give Me Money", he has indeed made a lot of potential enemies for himself.

Whether it's Park Jae-beom, who doesn't like him, or Superbee, who wants to step on his own top, or even everyone who scolds in his sharp lyrics......

"It seems that the next step is indeed to converge a little. Kim Min-seok touched his chin and reminded himself secretly.

Ding, a text message came from the phone, and Kim Min-seok clicked it nonchalantly.

"Hidden Mission: Raiders Lee Soon-gyu. Current opinion: 20/100. ”

"Oh, the favorability has risen?" Kim Min-seok has become a little accustomed to self-defeating text messages from NPCs. He was just a little curious about this hidden mission.

"In other words, as long as I do something that will move Sunny, will my opinion increase?" Thinking about his act of singing to Soon-gyu on the radio today, Kim Min-seok had an idea.

"Eh, I wonder what will happen if my opinion level is increased to 100? Speaking of which, Xiujing's hidden mission has never appeared. When will I be able to get my favorite Taeyeon......"

The murmuring in his mouth gradually stopped, and Kim Min-seok leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.