"Hey, can't you see me if you avoid me?"

Turning his head to look at the door that was closed by Soon-gyu, Taeyeon wrinkled her nose slightly and whispered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I saw M's station mark, ah......" Taeyeon thought a little smugly as she turned on the TV and switched to the TV station that Soon-gyu was watching.

"Mo, why did she start watching this kind of show?" Taeyeon blinked in confusion as she watched the rap sound coming from the TV.

"What's wrong?When did Captain Nim start to like rapping?"

After eating, so-young and Hyo-yeon walked from the dining table to the living room, looked at the show Taeyeon was watching, and asked with a smile.

"Maybe our captain Nim is no longer satisfied with the home position and starts to covet the role of rap. Hyo-yeon said jokingly.

Su-young came to Taeyeon's side, sat down with her long legs crossed, and wrapped her arms around her body: "Let's talk about it, Kim Taeyeon, a 10,000-year-old otaku girl?"

"It's not me, it's Sunny. Taeyeon frowned slightly and explained, "I saw her watching this show on her phone." ”

"Wow, is she trying to go back to hip-hop?" asked Hyoyeon in surprise. Before Soon-gyu debuted as a member of Girls' Generation, he practiced and prepared for his debut for a total of nine years, including a brief debut as a two-person hip-hop group.

"Forget it, it's boring, I won't look at it. Taeyeon is not interested in hip-hop at all, and yawns and turns off the TV.

"What are you doing?" Xiuying's eyes were quick, and she snatched the remote control from Taeyeon's hand, and pouted, "It's weird, take a look." ”

"Look, I'm going back to sleep. Taeyeon waved her hand disappreciatively and stood up from the couch.

Suyoung stretched out her arm and directly pulled Taeyeon, who had already stood up, down on the sofa again: "What are you sleeping, you want Sunny to know that you peeked at her phone?"

"It's just a show, is it so important?" Taeyeon muttered a little in her heart, but after thinking about it, she sat down at the persuasion of so-young, and complained a little: "I recorded another day today, and I'm tired to death." ”

"Isn't it possible to finish recording in two days? With a faint smile on her face, so-young comforts Taeyeon.

Beside them, Xiao Yuan had already opened a can of beer and lay on the sofa, staring at the screen with bright eyes.

"Oh, good job, friend!" she said as she straightened up suddenly, pointing happily at the person on the TV.

Taeyeon and so-young turned their heads when they heard this.

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"How long will it be before you play? ”

Staring at the screen with both eyes, not missing a single frame, with headphones in his ears, listening to every commentary or rap lyrics clearly, Soon-gyu complained a little boredly.

"Bad guy, I don't know what to do now. She cleared her mind slightly, and Kim Min-suk's smiling face came to mind.

"When will you reach out to me?" Soon-gyu pouted with a hint of barely perceptible resentment in his tone.

"Oh! there it is!" the camera looks down from mid-air, sweeping over the contestants who are standing in line as they are being judged by the producers. Soon-gyu accurately captured the figure standing alone on the far right of the second row, away from the crowd.

Although it is a wide-angle lens, although it is only a flash, and although the picture is blurry comparable to a code, Soon-gyu still recognizes it at a glance, it is Kim Min-suk.

"Well done, Minshuk. ”

――――――

"Hey, do you want to change the channel?"

Standing in the cash register, Kim Min-seok was a little entangled.

I work a repetitive job every day, and I work the night shift at a convenience store, but today is the day of the premiere of "Give Me Money".

I wanted to ask the store manager for a leave, stick to my book at home, and take a good look at the first issue, but unfortunately after thinking about his empty wallet, he still gritted his teeth.

It's not that Kim Min-seok is worried about his bad performance, in fact, he is confident in his own strength. After all, South Korea, a place like South Korea that is completely a hip-hop desert in the eyes of Americans, is really not taken seriously by Kim Min-suk.

However, strength is one thing, and other factors are another. Kim Min-seok won't believe that M TV will not add some shady scenes to this show, focusing on taking care of idol players from large companies with backgrounds, and underground rappers with a high status in the circle and outstanding connections.

Looking up at the wall-mounted TV with the screen above his head and playing KBS1 news, Kim Min-suk's hand was about to move.

"Hey, forget it. After hesitating for a long time, Kim Min-seok still dispelled this idea: "M is a paid cable TV station, if the store manager knows about it, he will definitely let me pay." ”

Someone pushed the door in, and it was a weak student wearing glasses and a school uniform.

"Welcome. Kim Min-seok greeted with a smile and dispelled his thoughts.

Ignoring Kim Min-suk's small cashier, the student walked straight to the shelves and grabbed a box of ramen.

He walked over to the cashier and tapped his fingers on the table. “

"Huh?" Kim Min-seok asked suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"Hot water, uncle. Unexpectedly, this student looked at Wenwen weakly, but his temper was quite rushing. Kim Min-seok ignored him and picked up the kettle from under the table.

The student soaked the ramen, pulled a pair of disposable chopsticks from the shelf on the side, glanced at Kim Min-seok with disdain, and walked to the window to wait for the meal.

“…… Dead stick, such a little brat, so rude. Kim Min-seok muttered and cursed in Chinese, bowing his head and doing nothing.

"Uncle!" the student shouted impatiently.

"What's wrong customer Nim?" Kim Min-seok asked with a stiff smile on his face.

"This TV," the student pointed to the TV facing him, "Can you change the channel?" ”

"M?, you want to watch "Give Me Money"" Kim Min-seok was a little surprised, and then secretly rejoiced.

If it was a customer's request, the manager wouldn't be able to say anything, right?

"Guest, please wait, I'll change the channel immediately!"

――――――

Outside the convenience store, in a black sedan parked on the side of the road.

The driver was wearing gloves and was somewhat awkwardly clutching the tablet. On the screen, "Give Me Money" is moving on to Kim Min-suk's part.

"Why don't you take off your mask?" Sean's frowning face is pulled closer by the camera, accompanied by subtitles with burst effects.

Etiquette requirements for producers!

The camera turned to Kim Min-suk's face, his big mask that covered his entire face, under the guidance of the director's deliberate subtitles, looked very dazzling.

Kim Min-seok was silent and raised his hand.

The driver stared at the screen and subconsciously held his breath.

The sudden ringing of a mobile phone in the car interrupted the somewhat solemn atmosphere, and the driver frowned and paused the program and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Glancing at the caller's contact, he turned pale and picked up the phone.

"Madame Nim. ”

"Where are you?" said the female voice opposite.

"I'm at a convenience store right now. ”

"Alan," the so-called lady on the phone was silent for a moment, and said in a loud voice, "Well done." ”