Kim Min-seok sat down by the window again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling window, Lee Soon-gyu was walking quickly into the opposite building in a tight manner.

Looking at the cup of takeaway coffee she was carrying, Kim Min-seok smiled and fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about his future path.

Lee Soon-gyu is right, the current job as a night cashier is indeed not a good choice.

I don't know anything about Kim Min-suk's past, I don't even know if he went to college, whether he has served in the military, whether he has a formal job, and even if he has relatives and lovers!

Although three months have passed smoothly and quietly, he has no other troubles except for the deadly loan shark. But there is still a long way to go, and depending on the meaning of the NPC, it is very likely that he will bear the name of this unlucky Korean for the rest of his life, and he will not return to the Song Hyuk of the past.

Then, a simple cashier temporary worker does not meet the requirements of Kim Min-suk's long-term survival and even life.

"I'm going to find a way to make money...... Kim Min-seok put one hand on his cheek, and his idle four fingers slapped his face in turn.

Don't think about finding some high-level jobs, let alone looking at Kim Min-seok himself, it doesn't look like he has received a higher education, and it is difficult to move an inch in South Korea's capitalist society where education is paramount. The fact that China and South Korea are completely different, or even more stringent, in the workplace is enough to discourage Kim Min-suk. Otherwise, with his experience as a returnee studying in the United States, he would not have chosen to work as a precarious composer.

The competition of "Give Me Money" has just begun, even if it is really as he wishes, Kim Min-seok becomes the champion, gets the bonus and pays off the loan shark, which company should he sign with? The slave contract in the Korean entertainment industry is famous, and if he is really trapped, how many years will he have to work for nothing?

"It seems that the fastest money is still the old business......" Kim Min-seok was a little inexplicably sad, but he was full of confidence in his heart.

"Composition is such a thing, but my self-esteem!" Kim Min-seok looked up slightly and smiled faintly at the bright sunlight outside the window.

"Sorry guest nim, excuse me," a soft call came from beside him. Kim Min-seok turned around and smiled at the waiter's standard: "Do you need to refill the glass?"

"Refill?" Kim Min-seok was in a trance for a moment, scanning his surroundings. The number of customers in the café is gradually increasing, and the waiter is rushing at a pace.

"Okay, please refill me with a cup of Irish coffee, less milk and less sugar, thank you. Automatically substituting into his previous life state, Kim Min-seok had a slightly cold face, nodded his chin reservedly, and swayed up and down no more than 5 degrees.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to feel a kind of nobility in this guest who was a poor ghost who read old books. She was a good person, and immediately restrained her faint disdain, and said with a smile: "Good guest Nim, your Irish coffee will be delivered immediately." ”

"By the way," Kim Min-seok suddenly asked again, "Can you give me some paper and pen?" ”

"Okay, guest, please wait. The waiter returned to the bar with an unchanged face, turned to look at Kim Min-suk, shook his head and smiled, and lowered his head to start mixing coffee.

Kim Min-seok took a deep breath and began to concentrate.

When writing songs, be good at finding inspiration from the things around you......

He remembered the malicious message he had just seen.

Composers, pour your feelings into it......

He remembered his annoyance at the moment when he almost choked his chest to the point of exploding.

With this inspiration and emotion, I guide the brain to find the most suitable syllables and connect them into music......

Kim Min-suk's fingers rested lightly on the table, and he took turns lifting and tapping on the tabletop. At first, it was chaotic, and gradually, the sound began to have some regularity.

A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he simply closed his eyes and began to murmur silently.

“…… You're all spitting it out easily, it's ridiculously spitting out, oh......"

“…… It's okay with the badgirl in the rumors you spread anyway, and it will come back to you in the end anyway......"

The sun shone on Kim Min-suk's face, as if his whole person was emitting a glimmer of light. The plain dress was artificially ignored, and Kim Min-suk's handsome face made the waiter subconsciously hold his breath.

“…… It's so handsome......" A flash of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she looked around secretly. No one paid attention to the corner of the shop.

The waiter slowly took out the mobile phone, took a photo of Kim Min-suk's face with some trembling, and quickly put it away as if stealing, but the not violent action caused her to breathe out of order, panting and patting her chest.

It's just a small sound, but it seems to interfere with Kim Min-suk's composition. The fingers tapping on the table froze, the sound stopped, and Kim Min-seok opened his eyes with some dissatisfaction.

"Guest, your Irish coffee, and this is the pen and paper you want. The waiter hurriedly handed over the things that had been placed on the table by himself, and a sorry smile appeared on his face.

Kim Min-seok was also embarrassed to say anything more, took the coffee and put it at hand, grabbed the pen, smoothed the paper, and dropped the strokes.

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"Mo, how is it Americano?" Taeyeon took the coffee cup from Soon-gyu's hand, and couldn't wait to reach into the straw and take a sip, and immediately whispered with a bitter face, "Didn't I tell you to want the usual one?"

"Be content, you. Soon-gyu took advantage of Taeyeon's sitting, touched the back of her head, stepped over and sat on the sofa: "There are too many people in the coffee shop, you have to rush, I can only order the fastest." ”

"That's it, Taeyeon, you are content, don't you see that you are the only one among us who has coffee?" Yori put her arms around Soon-gyu and said a little sourly, "Hey, we Soon-gyu are really, I only remember Taeyeon, and I forgot that there are six other people." ”

"Don't drink coffee, the more you drink, the darker it gets. Shun Gyu said mercilessly, and sure enough, he exchanged for Yu Li's annoyed "ah" and the arm that tightly wrapped her neck.

"Xiuying, why don't you take care of your wife?" Yoori bullied Soon-gyu, suppressing her counterattack, and not forgetting to find a helper for herself.

"No need, you guys can play. Xiuying, who was standing in front of the window, replied lightly and turned her head to look out the window.

"......" sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and Yu Li and Xiao Yuan glanced at each other and stopped talking. Yori also let go of Soon-gyu in her arms.

Soon-gyu sat up, straightened her messy hair, and stared at Su-young's back.

Xiuying didn't seem to notice anything, just stared downstairs.

Looking at the coffee shop downstairs.

Looking at a man dressed plainly, walking out of the store, holding up a piece of paper in the sun, smiling happily.

Her face froze, and her eyes gradually became solemn.