When Han Jae-seok walked out of this house and walked out of his former home, his heart was full of bitterness, and Lin Yuna's outsider sentence made his heart quite uncomfortable.

However, he knew that no one could be blamed for this, and if he wanted to blame it, he could only blame it on the creation of people.

Han Jae-seok walked on the path back, felt that the weather seemed to be a little colder, tightened his clothes, glanced back at Lin Jixuan's house, and then walked towards Seo In-hyuk's house.

Han Jae-seok stayed at home for two days, and nothing happened in the past two days.

On this day, he cleaned up his house, then went out and took a taxi straight to Seoul Art High School.

When I came to Seoul Art High School, I first found my former class leader, Choo Sang-mi.

Choo Sang-mi was stunned when she saw Han Jae-seok, back then, the news that Han Jae-seok became a vegetative person was a sensation, and many reporters began to inquire about Han Jae-seok's news, and Choo Sang-mi, as his current class leader, was also entangled by many reporters, so it was impossible for her not to know about Han Jae-seok.

In the entire Seoul Art High School, there are very few people who don't know the news of Han Jae-seok, because although their school has produced some stars, the screenwriter is definitely Han Jae-seok, and in the name of the screenwriter, it is unprecedented to be able to become popular with this kind of Cheng dù.

"Teacher, if you look at me again, I won't be able to grow flowers. Han Jae-seok said helplessly.

Qiu Xiangmei couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and then she was overjoyed and said, "Your illness is cured?"

Han Jae-seok nodded: "Thanks to you, I came here today to re-enroll in the school." ”

Qiu Xiangmei nodded again and again: "Okay, good, your body is more important than anything, no problem, the teacher will take you to go through the admission procedures now." ”

Han Jae-seok continued: "Teacher, I want to jump directly to the third year. ”

"Mo?" Qiu Xiangmei was stunned, and then his face was embarrassed.

Han Jae-seok asked, "Is there any problem?" Teacher, if you need to take the assessment or something, I am also willing, I can enter the third year of high school at my current level." ”

Choo Sang-mi pondered for a moment and said, "Jae-seok, although I know that your music theory and related arranging skills are good, but it is still difficult to jump directly to the third year of high school, and cultural classes are also a very important part......"

Han Jae-seok looked at Choo Sang-mei and said, "Teacher, don't worry, I'm confident." ”

Choo Sang-mi looked at Han Jae-seok's determined appearance, and finally could only take him to the principal's office, but the principal was still the same as before, and he didn't embarrass Han Jae-seok much.

"Jae-seok, your arranging ability has reached a professional level, so I won't be allowed to prepare for your exam, because the songs you made for S.M's company are still used as cases in our school, so it's mainly about cultural classes. Just now, the new semester has begun, and there will be a bottom-up test tomorrow, mainly for the cultural score, you can prepare, as long as you don't take the last place, I promise you to follow the previous class into the third year of high school. The headmaster said.

Han Jae-seok was overjoyed, knowing that the principal and teachers had done him a great favor, and bowed and thanked him.

When Han Jae-seok returned to the classroom, the classroom exploded in an instant......

After Han Jae-seok returned to school, he began a simple campus life, and the test in the new semester was not difficult for Han Jae-seok, and he soon passed the guò, but the results were a bit unexpected to Han Jae-seok, which was not too good, only twenty, and the students in the entire class were only thirty. Sure enough, the course in the third year of high school is unusual, if he wants to be admitted to a good university, he still has to work hard in cultural classes.

Every day when he goes to school and gets out of school, Han Jae-seok seems to live the same life as ordinary children of this age.

However, several close friends who are familiar with Han Jae-seok know that he seems to be dull every day, and his smile is often on his face, but he is not happy.

Lee Ho-yang has seen Han Jae-seok often walk to the campus path where he used to get along with Kwon Bo-a, the small hill to the south, and stay alone for a long time.

On this day, it was Saturday, and Han Jae-seok was woken up by a phone call from Lee Ho-yang.

"You kid...... It's finally a weekend, and you can't let me get a good night's sleep?" Han Jae-seok saw the caller ID, connected the phone, and complained.

"Hiong, it's because of the weekend that I can't sleep in, I'm in the K.B.S main hall now, wuli Abba, are you coming? FINKL's sisters will come today, they want to play the list, I'm going to cheer them on." Li Haoyang said.

"FINKL?" Han Jae-seok was stunned, he hadn't seen the four girls in his memory for a long time, but he had only met a few times between them, so he wasn't too familiar.

I just wanted to refuse, but remembering the umbrella that Cheng Youli gave me on that rainy day, Han Jae-seok still nodded and agreed.

After a hurried tidy-up, Han Jae-seok and Han Hee Hye said goodbye, and then took a taxi to K.B.S.

Seeing this magnificent building from afar, Han Jae-seok was full of emotion for a while, this place was the first place for him to officially participate in the work in the real sense.

This place has hard work and sweat, but what brings Han Jae-seok to the depths of his memory is still beautiful, and the people here, including Han Jae-seok's colleagues and Han Jae-seok's friends, everyone is part of Han Jae-seok's memory.

I came to the door of K.B.S, took out my work card, and swiped it with a bit of trepidation.

The level that blocked the road was automatically opened, and Han Jae-seok breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to become a vegetative person, and K.B.S still didn't have the permission to reclaim him, from this point of view, K.B.S was still quite humane.

He walked in.

At this time, in the distance, a slightly immature young man parked the car, and immediately a staff member carrying a camera stepped forward to start the interview.

"Ah~ senior, is it necessary for you to be so dedicated? Wait for me in the parking lot early in the morning?" the young man dressed in a suit, tidied up his appearance, and said to VJ on the side.

"Tut, boy, don't underestimate our three-day-documentary VJ's attitude towards work, we are known for our rigor, and strive to record the most authentic side of every new member, yesterday you dared to sneak out of my monitoring range, today you see, I have to follow the toilet. VJ on the side said with a sneer.

The young man walked towards the main gate of the K.B.S main building, came to the staff passage, and began to dig out the K.B.S nameplate from his pocket, when VJ suddenly made a "huh" sound.

The man looked at VJ and said helplessly, "What's the matter, senior." ”

VJ shook the camera to another channel for the employee, where there was a figure who was hesitantly pulling out a nameplate and putting it on top of the credit card machine.

The camera pans, focused, and focused on the man's face.

"Oh my God~ It's written by Han Jae-seok. (To be continued.) )