"Abba, I'm leaving!" Han Zaixi took one last look at his father and boarded the plane to South Korea.

"Well, Zai Xi remembered, you have to take good care of yourself." Middle-aged people are also very reluctant, but as a father, he still hopes that his children can get rid of their cowardly character in South Korea and become independent men.

"Abba~!" looked at his father's back farther and farther away, and his eyes were soaked with tears in Xi.

"Abba, I'm going to study hard." After speaking, Han Zaixi trotted all the way to the cabin. He found his place and went to sleep. In this strange environment, he is very uncomfortable, and only sleep can calm him down.

"Hey, kids, we're in Korea."

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Han Zai Xi looked at the flight attendant in front of him with sleepy eyes. As a teenager, Han Zaixi was very amazing at first sight. If he walks down the street, he has a 100% return rate, and he's also the least man-like man. Because his current appearance can no longer be described as handsome, it can only be expressed in beauty.

As an introvert, he rarely goes out. His skin is very fair, and his hair is always long, long. He wouldn't cut his hair unless it was time to cut it. Can you believe that a beautiful woman with long flowing hair is actually a man?

"Hello, are you here to pick me up?" asked Han Zaixi timidly. He had just compared the photo in his hand with the person at the airport, and finally found the person. He was spotted looking around.

"MO!, may I ask you?" the middle-aged man also looked at the very beautiful girl in front of him and asked very uncertainly.

"I'm Han Jae-hee, hello Uncle Park." Han Zaixi said very carefully. He bowed very respectfully. It's just that the brains of the people who came to pick up the plane at this moment have already crashed, and the beautiful woman with a sweet voice in front of me is Han Zaixi, Lao Han, are you teasing me. Didn't you say it was a boy this time?

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Han Jae-hee looked at Park Tae-yong, who was deep in thought at the moment.

"Nothing, nothing. You haven't eaten yet, have you? How about Uncle take you to dinner?"

"Thank you, uncle, I'll just eat bread, I have to go to school in the afternoon to register, after that I have to go home to review my homework, tomorrow morning I will start school, uncle I want to go to the mall this afternoon to see if I can find a piano". Han Jae-hee's words suddenly made Park Tae-yong feel Alexander. He couldn't believe that anyone would be so fond of learning. Compared to him, the bear child in his own house is much worse.

"Uncle, take me to where I live! I'm not familiar with this place when I first came to Korea." Han Zaixi said.

"Okay!" After speaking, he took Han Zaixi to the airport where he left. After a while, I came to Han Jae-hee's home in Seoul. A very nice villa in Gangnam District.

"Thank you, uncle, if you have something to do, go and get busy, I can do it alone."

"Okay, be careful alone, if there is anything, call your uncle, and your uncle who can help will definitely help you."

"Thank you, uncle, goodbye, uncle".

After a while, the sound of a car starting could be heard.

Han Zaixi looked at the villa carefully, and he was very satisfied.

"That's great! This is my home in Korea. Rest assured, Abba, I will live up to your expectations."

"It's just that I have to pack up my things now, and I still have to report to school in the afternoon. I don't know what school is like? Will my classmates bully me? Forget it, anyway, I still have to go to school tomorrow, I should be careful, I shouldn't be bullied!"

"It's time for lunch, I'll make lunch!"

Han Zaixi looked at the clock on the wall and turned to 12, and couldn't help but feel a feeling of hunger.

After eating, Lee Seung-gi walked to the station and took a bus to Kent Foreign Chinese High School in South Korea. It is a high school specially prepared for foreigners and Koreans who come to Korea. It is designed to familiarize students with the Korean way of education.

Han Jae-hee finally arrived at the school, but was not allowed to enter by the security guards. After that, he made a phone call to his homeroom teacher to solve the problem.

"Hello, are you my homeroom teacher?" Han Zaixi looked at the tall beauty in front of him and asked very quietly.

"Teacher, teacher?" Han Zaixi waved in front of her.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" asked Han Zaixi.

"No, no, no. It seems to be wrong, I remember it said you're a boy, but how can you be a girl?"

"I see!" Han Zaixi brushed his hair, and then took the bangs in front of him away. This time, even the teacher was amazed by Han Zaixi. If it weren't for the fact that it was clearly written on the information, he would have thought that the person in front of him was a mature royal sister.

A 14-year-old with a perfect face and a perfect body.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Han Zaixi asked as he looked at the nymphomaniac teacher in front of him.

"So you're really a girl, then I'll help you change your introduction and student information."

"That, teacher, the above message is right, I'm a boy. It's just that she looks like a girl. Is there any problem?", Han Zaixi said quietly.

"Mo?how could you be?How can you be a boy if you're so pretty, you must be lying to me, right?" Now the security guard and the teacher didn't believe him.

"Teacher, I'm a boy indeed." Han Zaixi's words suddenly made their hearts collapse.

"Oh my God, such a beautiful man is actually a man. Oh my God!" the security guard and the teacher collectively wailed.

"So, Teacher Nim, can you take me to report? I'll be here on time tomorrow morning. I'm going to go buy some necessities this afternoon."

"Okay. It's okay to be in Xi. Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock in the morning".

"Nice, thank you, teacher, goodbye." Han Zaixi bowed to the teacher and turned to leave.

When I think of shopping, Han Jae-hee thinks of Myeongdong. Here he bought a very nice piano, bought some necessities and planned to leave.

Just then, a man in black came to him. Han Zaixi looked at him very vigilantly.

"This beautiful young lady, I am a scout of S.M, and your temperament and appearance are very much in line with the requirements of our company. If you want to be a big star, please contact this number."

"Okay. Thank you. It's just that I'm a boy, is this okay?" Even the well-informed scouts were fascinated by her.

"Wait, you say you're a boy. It's not a joke, is it?" After all, a super beautiful woman suddenly tells you that he is a boy, will you believe it?

"Inside, I'm a boy!"

This sentence immediately made the scout grief-stricken. Why do you say you're a boy who looks so beautiful and has long hair. Compared with you, all of us have become crooked melons and cracked dates. Scout No. 1 fainted in the toilet crying.