The Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, this festival is very influential in China because it represents fireworks and the beginning of school! That's right, the start of school is too painful for many Chinese children, and naturally the Lantern Festival has a huge significance. However, in South Korea, this day is just a festival on the calendar, and the opening of schools has nothing to do with this, and there are few fireworks in order to protect the environment, that is, a few merchants will take the opportunity to sell some dried fruits under the banner of grain rice and the like, well, according to the custom here, dried fruits are to be eaten today.

And Kim Jong Ming was carrying a big bag of very timely dried fruits walking somewhere in Jiangnan at the moment, he had just gone to see the building provided by SK and approved by Hong Shengcheng and others, and drank a cup of coffee with the Tiger of Sinsha-dong nearby and finalized the matter of this person's joining by the way, and at this moment he was returning from the junction of Cheongdam-dong and Jamsil to Apgujeong.

"Whoa!" A bicycle passed through a small alley where Jin Zhongming walked, and an unstable front axle of the car directly ripped open a big hole in the plastic bag full of fruits in his hand, and in an instant, a pour of pistachios, peanuts, and cashews all spilled on the ground.

"I'm sorry!" The cyclist was almost crying. "I didn't pay attention, I'll pick it up for you now."

Jin Zhongming smashed his mouth, and then stood to the side without saying a word, watching the little girl lying on the ground picking up fruits, without the slightest intention of helping. Well, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been generous enough to let someone go and pick it up himself, the problem is that he knew the girl who was riding a bike. The other party also knows him. It's just that at the moment he's wearing a baseball cap. Wearing a thick baseball jersey. I also wore a mask that is very common in winter, so the other party didn't recognize it.

"I'm so sorry!" The girl picked up the main ones on the ground for about half a minute, and the rest was probably gone. "What to do? Shall I compensate you? ”

"That Zhiyan, shouldn't you be practicing at this time?" Jin Zhongming grabbed the ripped hole with one hand, and then reached out with the other hand so that the other party could put the picked fruit in.

"Who are you?" Park Ji-yeon was directly blindfolded, and she still hadn't found out that the person in front of her was Kim Jong-myeong.

"I don't have the heart to tell you who I am, do what you have to do first." Jin Zhongming said speechlessly. He was busy with both hands at the moment, and he couldn't tear off his mask and collar.

"What should I do?" Park Ji-yeon asked slightly puzzled.

"Put the fruit in for me first, and then go to the supermarket at the entrance of the alley to buy it, or if you want, bring me a plastic bag, and I can take the fruit for a while." Jin Zhongming explained speechlessly. "Do you need me to teach you this?" And when he saw Park Ji-yeon running towards the alley and almost didn't trample a cat to death, he couldn't help it, and he didn't care if the other party could hear it or not, so he complained again. "Are you so reckless in your life?"

"I've got it for you!" Five minutes later, in a nearby café, Kim Jong-ming threw dusty nuts onto the table. "I'm in the mood for it because of you."

"Is it okay to be generous?" Park Ji-yeon muttered dissatisfied. "Whatever you say, it's Sister Enjing's. Uh, classmates. It's also my senior, just a bag of nuts, why are you so stingy? ”

"It's not a matter of a bag of fruit." Jin Zhongming spread his hand and retorted. "It's because you're angry, and I'm already very dissatisfied when I'm hit by a bicycle while walking on the road, but what does it mean to be hit twice? I can't figure out why you can knock me over while running with a plastic bag! ”

"There's ice on the ground!" Park Ji-yeon replied aggrievedly. "Actually, I was slipped by that piece of ice twice, it's almost March, I thought it would be spring soon, who would have thought there would be ice on the ground?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Jin Zhongming replied speechlessly. "It's me who is wrong, I didn't show the demeanor of a senior to a 93-year-old girl, I was wrong, I apologize to you, let's go our separate ways after drinking coffee."

"Alright then, I accept your apology senior." Park Ji-yeon immediately nodded in agreement. "You don't want that, do you? I'm going to wash and eat it myself, right? It's a shame that shelled nuts fall to the ground and throw them away. ”

"I didn't say I was going to throw it away." Jin Zhongming was even more speechless. "Don't say that I seem to be a waste, of course I know that I can eat it after washing, but isn't it because you're in no mood to eat?"

But Park Ji-yeon didn't hear what Kim Jong-myung was saying clearly at all, she got up happily and went to wash the nuts.

"Just a little nut, are you hungry?" Looking at Park Ji-yeon, who was returning with fruit with great interest, Kim Jong-ming asked in a little surprise.

"Which trainee isn't hungry?" Park Ji-yeon replied with a shake of her head. "And I'm also a part-time model, and I have to practice taekwondo, so I can't help but see food, especially recently, I always feel like I've never eaten enough."

"But I see a lot of snacks in your practice room, and there's a special rest area." Kim Jong remembered the scene when he first met each other. "You shouldn't be too busy with practice, right? There are not many people, and the competitive pressure should not be great, right? ”

"But what does it matter if you're full or not?" Park Ji-yeon has already started to nibble on nuts. "Snacks don't make you hungry, and you can't make ribs out of the lounge area."

"Are you really hungry?" Jin Zhongming asked with a little hesitation.

"I'm hungry indeed." Park Ji-yeon replied with a pout. "I feel like I'll be able to eat whenever I want."

"I'll treat you to a meal!" Jin Zhongming glanced up at the clock in the café, it was almost noon. "Just let it go, but before I do that, I'd like to ask you about that combination."

"Eat it when you let go?" Park Ji-yeon asked in surprise. "I can order whatever I want?"

"That's right." Jin Zhongming nodded.

"What if the president scolds me? I went to the modeling contest in the morning to register, what if I go back late? ”

"I'll send you back." Jin Zhongming replied. "Kim Kwang-so won't say anything."

"Ho ho ho!" Park Ji-yeon's strange cry refreshed Kim Jong-ming's impression of her, and the name of the little dinosaur was not just mixed up by eating. "Give you back the pistachios, let's go to the shop opposite, I want to eat ribs!"

"Sit down first, didn't I say? I'm going to ask you a little bit about your combo. Jin Zhongming waved his hand and asked the other party to sit down again.

"Oh, what are you asking?" Park Ji-yeon asked with a little urgency. "Why don't you ask Sister Enjing?"

"I'll ask if I have the chance." Jin Zhongming replied disappretently. "I just happened to meet you, so I wanted to ask."

"Then you ask!" Park Ji-yeon's eyes were actually looking at the restaurant opposite when she answered this, and it was almost visible to the naked eye that she was actually swallowing.

"The current confirmed members of your group should be you, Eun Jeong, Yang Ji Won, Lee Ji Ah, and Park Hyo Min, right?"

"That's right." Park Ji-yeon nodded. "The five of us are a group, although Sister Baolan has a good time with us, but in fact, she is going to make her solo debut this year."

"My question is actually quite simple." Jin Zhongming thought for a moment and asked the doubt he was concerned about. "There are only five of you and no backup trainees, what if there is an accident like quitting?"

"How do I know about this kind of thing?" Park Ji-yeon replied puzzled. "You can go and ask our president, and we still have an early debut, why do we want to keep a reserve?"

"I mean, if I recommend the right person, will it affect your side?" Kim Jong Ming finally told the truth, he actually suddenly remembered Park In-jing, so he made a tentative speech, but the other party's reaction really made him a little speechless.

"I don't know." Park Ji-yeon replied very frankly. "I don't know much about anything, why don't you ask Sister Enjing or our president?"

Jin Zhongming was helpless, the age of the other party allowed him to ask without scruples, but the same age of the other party also limited her knowledge, and it seemed that she was going to lose a meal in vain today.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Two minutes later, Jin Zhongming stood awkwardly at the door of a restaurant opposite, and kept apologizing to a girl, this time it was his turn to bump into someone, a girl wearing a mask came out with a fast food and was knocked down by Jin Zhongming, who didn't notice people, and the fast food was also scattered all over the ground.

"It's fine!" The girl who was knocked down lowered her head and packed up her things without complaining, and the other party's attitude made Jin Zhongming feel even more embarrassed.

"I'll compensate you!" Kim Jong-ming put down the nut bag in her hand and hurriedly helped the other party clean up, and Park Ji-yeon stopped laughing at Kim Jong-myung, she took the broom and dustpan from the restaurant waiter, and squatted down to clean up the mess on the ground.

"No, I'll just buy another one." Since they were all squatting, the other party's voice seemed clear this time.

"Han Seung-yeon?" Jin Zhongming quickly remembered who the other party was after hearing the other party's voice, after all, he didn't drink at the moment, and his mind was clear. "Why did you come out alone?" Jin Zhongming stopped his movements and asked one after another. "Where's your assistant? Do I need to buy my own lunch? ”

"Who are you?" Han Shengyan raised her head in surprise, but the secrecy of Jin Zhongming's outfit was too strong, and she didn't recognize it for a while.

"I'm Kim Jong-ming." Jin Zhongming directly took off his hat and mask, and then continued to chase and ask. "Where's your assistant? How could a DSP company let you go out to eat alone? ”

"Senpai!" Han Shengyan saw that it was Kim Jong Ming who was helping them speak at the Golden Record Awards, and she didn't know what was going on, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and her tone changed. "Our combination has been refrigerated."

Jin Zhongming frowned suddenly.

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