"How is it? Can you hear clearly; what is said inside?" Zhao Xian lay on the door of the Chinese teacher's office, his ears close to the wooden door, trying to distinguish the faint sound coming from inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jin Zhongquan, who was beside him, was still urging vigorously, and finally he couldn't help but burst out: "Hey, Xi!

"Am I not in a hurry?" Kim Jong Kwon sold well, and hurriedly asked, "Did you hear Xiujing's voice?"

"I heard it!" Zhao Xian shouted angrily, rolled his eyes and repeated, "Thank you...... Teacher ......"

"Thank you, teacher?" repeated Kim Jong-kwon.

"It's okay...... It's just a matter of doing it...... Student status ......"

Cho Hyun raised his hand to signal Kim Jong Kwon not to interfere with him, and continued to listen to the movement in the house.

In the office, as he heard, the head of the Chinese department was talking with Xiujing Kim Minshuo with a smile.

"It's just a check-up, you're a student in our department, so of course it's understandable. Patting Kim Min-seok on the shoulder, the old professor smiled and said: "Good boy, I have lost so much weight after serving in the military, if you hadn't taken out your ID card, I really wouldn't have imagined that Kim Min-suk, who is so handsome now, would be the fat man he was at the beginning." ”

He pointed to Kim Min-suk's crumpled face in the file on the computer: "Seriously, when you said you were Kim Min-suk, I thought you had plastic surgery." ”

Xiujing didn't hold back, burst out laughing, and quickly covered her mouth and coughed to cover up.

"Teacher Nim. Kim Min-seok couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect Sungkyunkwan University to have such an old child-like professor: "I just succeeded in losing weight, I really don't have plastic surgery!"

"Hey Yigu, good boy, have you suffered a lot?" the professor said, pinching Kim Minshuo's thin face vigorously: "Good job for the stability of our country!"

"Huh. Kim Min-seok has a sentence in his heart, and he doesn't know if he should say it when he sells criticism......

"Okay, now that you've returned from service, let's see when you can resume your studies and continue your studies. Lifting his glasses, the professor said, "Anyway, you have already completed your freshman year, and now you are just right with your sophomore year." ”

"I got it, Professor Nim. Kim Min-seok didn't agree immediately, nodded and pulled Xiujing to say goodbye to the professor.

As soon as I opened the office door, I saw two male students lying on the door eavesdropping, dodging and almost falling on Xiujing. Kim Min-seok wrapped his arms around Xiujing's waist and quickly avoided them, allowing the two to fall to the ground.

"Mo?" frowned, confirming that Sujing was just taken aback, looking at Kim Jong-kwon, who had already stood up obediently, Kim Min-seok asked, "Is it a fan?" or a student?"

"We're just looking for a professor. Seeing that Kim Jong Kwon was already speechless, Zhao Xian said with a wit.

"Oh, then please excuse me, thanks. Squeezing a passage out of the two, Kim Min-seok pulled so-jung and walked out.

"Don't you want to go back to the university and take classes again?" asked Sujing, who had already sat back in the car, fastened his seat belt, and started the car while Kim Min-seok was starting the car.

"Why do you think that?" Kim Min-seok asked lightly as his hand kept moving.

"No, I just saw that when the professor told you to reinstate your student status, you didn't seem to be very enthusiastic. Xiujing hesitated and asked, "Isn't it, don't you want to continue your college studies?"

"Actually, a college degree is really important. Seeing that Kim Min-seok didn't speak for a long time, Xiujing persuaded: "Just like my sister, who just debuted and had a tight schedule, the company suggested giving up her studies, and my sister also wanted to fulfill her dream of standing on the stage, so she agreed." And then she regretted it!"

"Really?" Kim Min-seok smiled and sighed with emotion. As a sone, who doesn't know that several members of Girls' Generation in 89 years have not been blamed by less antibodies because of the fact that they gave up their studies. Soon-gyu-la, Pani-la, Sika-la, Taeyeon-la-

Damn, why did you think of her again? Kim Min-seok was annoyed by his incompetence, and his face turned gloomy.

"Don't be angry, I don't mean anything else. Xiujing mistakenly thought that he was giving himself a look, and said with a little grievance: "I just hope you can think about it clearly......

"I know," Kim Min-seok barely squeezed out a smile at Xiujing, "However, the matter of studying in college does have to be considered in the long run." ”

However, Sujing was already a little angry with Kim Min-suk's ignorance of good people, and the atmosphere between the two became very awkward.

Without saying a word all the way, he sent Sujing back to the dormitory, and Kim Min-seok returned to SW instead.

Tomorrow he is going to record "Give Me Money" again, but he is not worried at all. The exercises that should be done have been almost completed, the personnel have been exhausted, and although the rest is not the destiny, it is also a plan and competition outside the game.

Sitting in his studio, facing the sheet music and pen spread out, Kim Min-seok had no clue.

He had a headache with the rap lyrics he wanted to add to "i".

In his opinion, the original manuscript has been perfected in one go, and after subsequent revisions, there are no flaws. Now it's just going to impose a rap into it.

What's more, for Kim Min-suk, the perfect ear state of mind that wrote songs at that time is no longer there. Now that he looks at Kim Taeyeon's heartache, he makes up the way she looked when she and Byun Baek-hyun were together, and he is in no mood to encourage her to fly in the sky like a butterfly.

"Wait, butterfly?" keenly grasping the flash of inspiration in his mind, the more Kim Min-seok thought about it, the more excited he became, and the glimmer in his eyes became more and more shining.

"If you say a butterfly, the concept of breaking out of a cocoon into a butterfly seems to be," Thinking about it, the stunned Kim Min-seok frowned and scratched his face: "It's a little less, plus the ugly duckling's words......"

The more I thought about it, the more energetic I became, the more my thoughts became clearer, the brushstrokes began to flow smoothly, and the notes jumped on the paper, connecting into a string of beautiful music, allowing Kim Min-suk's mind to soar in it.

When he finally finished writing, Kim Min-seok let out a long sigh, threw the pen away, picked up the score, glanced at it, and blew with satisfaction to dry the remaining traces of water on it.

I've been sitting for too long, and my body is sour. Putting down the score, Kim Min-seok stretched out greatly, and simply sat on the swivel chair, his feet crossed on the workbench, and his hands on his chest ready to rest.

I don't know how long it took, Kim Min-seok suddenly felt some itchy touch on his face.

Unconsciously twitching his nose, the fragrance of shampoo shook his spirit, and the drowsiness almost dissipated.

With his hands hugging forward, the corners of Kim Min-suk's mouth twitched, and then he opened his eyes and smiled, "Shun-gyu." ”

Sure enough, it was Soon-gyu, she was leaning over, bowing her head on Kim Min-suk's face, not knowing what she was looking at, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, as if she was distressed.

Kim Min-seok was stunned, and when he was about to continue watching, Soon-gyu had already broken free of his arms and stood up, and asked softly, "Awake?" (To be continued.) )